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Nadia

By: L.A. Wicker



Here's another hot one for you. Please write or let me know what you think.

L.A.Wicker

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The two people sat on the sofa and a person could see that Nadia was clearly fed up with her husband, Donny. "I wanta know something and I want a 'real' answer this time," Nadia said with a slur in her voice, wishing that she hadn't had three back teeth pulled last week. 

Donny was sick and tired of her constant bitching and complaining, he looked at her and replied. "Should I even ask?" he said and Donny wished that he'd never come home from work early. 

"What's wrong with me?" she asked and Nadia felt tears forming in her loving, brown eyes. 

"Why won't you make love to me, Donny? You haven't touched in a year and I'm so lonely inside, I hurt." Nadia added as she wiped her eyes and she knew that he would just leave again.

He just shook his head and replied. "You're a fuckin' nympho! I can't do it twenty-four hours a day!" Donny said as he watched big tears running from her eyes and down her face, but he didn't care. He was sick of Nadia and Donny knew it wouldn't be long until he left her. 

"You sure liked it before we were married!" 

"Yeah I did, but you've gotten worse. You need help Nadia."

She looked at him and that was it. "I have not! I have needs and if you can't help me...I guess we're through then. All I want is sexy once or twice a week and if you can't do it...I'll find someone who will," she said wiping her eyes and got up from the sofa and started to leave the room. 

Nadia remembered something and she turned back to Donny. "Oh one more thing, you can forget working on the cabin I bought, I'm going to get my Uncle Vince to help me with it." Nadia said and she saw Donny's face turning red with anger, but Nadia didn't care. 

Donny heard Nadia's words and he wanted to kill her. "Oh, so in other words, my fucking business is going under and you don't care?"

"No I don't!" Nadia said with a grin and she didn't care about him or anything. 

"You fuckin' bitch! I should knock your teeth out!" Donny growled her and it took every once of his strength to keep from hitting her. 

"If you think that you're man enough...go for it!" Nadia said and she had an idea that Donny knew better. 

Donny knew that if he laid a single finger on Nadia, he would have to answer to Vince and that would be a big mistake. Vince was a big man, standing at six-feet tall and the guy was nothing but muscle. 

"Oh...go run to Vince! He'll save you." Donny laughed and he knew that Vince would kill him if he ever did anything to Nadia. 

"You know what? I bet he'd fuck you too! He's always drooling over you. I see him looking at your fat ass all the time. I bet my soul that he'd fuck you, even if you are his niece."

"Fucker! My ass isn't fat! My hips are just big...you fucker!" she screamed as loud as she could and Nadia wished that she had finished a self-defense class she started last year, if so, Donny would be on the floor bleeding. 

"And as far as him fucking me...I bet he could curl my toes and I'd never think of your sorry ass ever again! He's more of a man than you could ever dream of!" Nadia screamed again and this was it. He was gone and she could start a new life. 

"Yeah, I bet you'd like that! I see the way you two look at each other. Go fuck him and I hope you're happy, bitch!" Donny said trying to hold back a laugh. He knew how to piss Nadia off in a spilt second. All he had to do was say something about her ass being fat and there she blew.

"I'm leaving now and when I get back...I want you and all of your shit, out of my house! If anything of mine comes up missing, I'll have Vince hunt you down!" Nadia said in a low and very cold voice and she left the house. 

"Fuckin' prick, I hate him!" she growled as she sat down in her new, Lexis and drove away. 

*.

Nadia made a few stops alone the way up to the lake house, getting plenty of food, clothes and some personal things and she continued on. "I can't believe what he said," she growled as she watched the highway, thinking of Donny telling her that she had a fat ass. 

Nadia wasn't fat; she had a round ass, full hips and a nice, thick set of thighs. She was only a size nine and had a nice 38-inch ass. It wasn't as if she had blubber hanging from her body or something. She worked out three, sometimes four days a week and Nadia was in very good shape for the age of thirty. 

"I can't stand that fucker!" Nadia yelled out in the car and she was glad that no other cars were around or they would think she was crazy. 

And then, something else that Donny said came to mind. Nadia wondered if Vince did look at her as much as Donny said. She knew he looked at her, but it never even occurred to her that maybe she did turn him on. If so, Nadia didn't care. He was a manly man that could make just about any women's blood boil with need, even hers. 

Vince was tall, long, dark hair that was slowly graying on the sides of his head and it made him look so good and sexy. He had very dark eyes that could either scare you to death or make a woman's panties wet with one wink of his eye. His face was hard, but kind and he had a smile that always gave Nadia a massive case of butterflies. 

His body was out of this world for the age of fifty. He never did anything but work all of his life and it showed. His chest was big and so thick; Nadia was lucky she could get her arms around it. His arms were also very, very thick. Vince's biceps were close to the size of her thighs and there were a few times Nadia caught herself looking at him, thinking of Vince holding her down and fucking her, until her ears bled. 

"Oh my God, just what I need!" she moaned as her pussy started to tingle and Nadia knew that her panties would be wet in just a few minutes. She could never control her needs, no matter what she tried. From masturbation, to playing with toys, nothing ever helped her and as for a man, yeah right! 

All they did was use her and most were finished, before Nadia even got started. Donny was great at first. He could love, screw and just plain ol' fuck her to death, but that did not last long. Nadia always had an idea that he just marred her for her money and nothing more, but at the time she liked him and he could fuck really good. 

"I'm gunna keep an eye on Vince and see if he really looks at me like that." she smiled, looked to her right and made sure that no cars were around. Nadia's left hand slid down between her simi-long legs, rubbing her aching pussy, thinking of Vince holding her down and fucking her very needy body.

Nadia wanted to stop the car, pull down her jeans, close her eyes and cum all over, but she also wanted get up to the lake before dark. She knew that Vince would be there working and deep down; she couldn't wait to see him. Nadia loved him so much and it wasn't the kind of love a niece should have for her Uncle, but she did and if Donny was right about him looking at her so much, Nadia was going for it. 

"I bet you'd kill me!" she moaned as she neared the big lake house, hoping that she wasn't going to make a fool of herself. Nadia loved Vince too much to ruin the love that they shared, but now, she was horny for him and her body was on fire. 

Vince was cleaning up from the day's work, when he heard a car coming up the small, gravel road. "Who in the hell is coming up here this time of day?" he said as he reached into his very tight t-shirt for a smoke and he smiled as the pretty, blue car came around the bend. 

He walked towards Nadia's car and wondered why she was here so late. "Hey there, baby girl! What brings you up here so late in the day?" he asked looking over her pretty face and into her warm, brown eyes. 

She saw him walking around his truck and it felt like her heart was going to explode in her chest. My God, you look so fucking good! Nadia thought and now, she wished that Donny had kept his mouth shut about Vince looking at her so much. She wanted it to be true, but Nadia wasn't going to hold her breath. 

"Hey good-looking!" she replied as she put the car in park, turned it off and she couldn't get out of it fast enough and into his big, strong arms. He hugged her so tight, Nadia felt as if she was going to cum and she loved the feeling. 

"I got in a big fight with ass-hole and I figured I'd come up and see how things are going." Nadia said as she caressed his unshaven face and she could feel his big hands rubbing over her lower back, just above her 'fat' butt as Donny called it. She always loved it when Vince touched and it never mattered where it was, she loved it. 

"I still can't understand why you married him. You could have done much better than him." Vince said as he ran his left hand over her shoulder length, multi-colored, blonde hair. 

"I wonder myself. He's not good for anything at all." Nadia said with a sad face and she could feel Vince's hands moving lower, just on the top of her excited ass. 

His eyes widened and Vince hoped that his favorite girl in the entire world wasn't saying that she was lonely for a man. He already had some weird feelings for her and after hearing that, it was sure to make them worse them worse than ever. Nadia wasn't the prettiest girl in the world by far, but she was sweet and she filled many of his lonely dreams. 

"Why do you waist your time on him? I told you he was only out for your money, baby."

"I know, but I thought that he'd be different."

"Most guys only want two or three things in life. Money, booze and a nice, tight pu...well, um...you know." Vince laughed as he watched her face turn a warm shade of pink. 

"I'm a big girl now and I've heard a few dirty words in my life, so..." she said with a smile as she pulled from him and turned to the very big and beautiful home. 

"It's going to be so pretty when we're finished. I'm going to hate when it's time to sell it." Nadia added with a little frown as her eyes looked back and sure enough, Vince was all but drooling. 

Oh hell yeah! He's looking at me like a fuckin' wolf! Nadia smiled to herself and she had to throw some wood on the fire. She spread her legs a little wider, knowing Vince was now getting a perfect view of her ass and between her legs. Nadia had wide hips, but she was firm, no fat or anything on her ass, hips and thighs. Plus, she had a very, very wide gap between her legs that drove men totally crazy. It was close to two inches wide and Nadia love it when men would look at it. 

"Just keep it then." Vince replied as he looked over her ass, wondering if Nadia liked it fucked. 

He loved women that were built like her anyhow and Nadia's nice ass would be so awesome to get. Vince always loved the wide gap between her legs. It was as if her body was advertising her pussy. 

She could feel his eyes on her ass and Nadia loved it. He was a good man and she knew that Vince would be a dream, come true. She needed a man that could love her and ease the burning that had haunted her since she was a young girl. 

"I'd be a little nervous living so far out. If I had a man with me, I'd do it in a second!" Nadia replied and as she turned, she saw that his eyes were still on her. She just smiled at him and the fire that was burning deep in her pussy, grew higher. 

"See anything you like?" she said with a little grin and Nadia now felt her small nipples growing with need too. 

"Heck yes!" he replied with a wink and he walked next to her and hugged Nadia to his side, wondering if the poor thing was as lonely as he was. 

"You're bad, looking at your nieces' ass like that!" Nadia giggled like a schoolgirl in heat. 

He took a small step back, looked at her ass again and Vince said. "Girl, you're beautiful as hell and be glad you're my niece or um...um...!" Vince said before he could catch himself and he watched Nadia's face turn bright red. 

She didn't know what to say, but Nadia loved his words. Now she knew for sure. Her handsome Uncle Vince did like her and he was horny for her too. 

"Or what?" she teased him as she moved totally against him, hoping that this would go farther, much farther. 

"Or you'd be in big trouble!" he said and Vince gave Nadia a firm slap on her ass. 

"Ouch! You say you like it and then you slap it so hard. What kinda shit is that?" Nadia laughed as she gently rubbed her stinging ass through her skin-tight jeans, loving the wonderful feeling of his big hand slapping her ass. 

"I think a horny babe like you...might need some slapping to cool that big, sexy thing off!"

"I've never been spanked, when I'm being um...loved."

"Damn baby, you haven't lived until you have a guy hold you face down on a bed, slappin' that pretty ass and um...well...you know."

She looked at him and Nadia was shocked. "Uncle Vince! My Lord, I think you need laid just as bad as I do!" she laughed at him and Nadia knew that thing were about to change. She was going after him and Nadia just hoped he wanted her too. 

"Shit baby, I haven't been on a date or with a woman, since your Aunt left me five years ago."

"Holy fuck and I thought I had it rough!" she said reaching to caress his face once again, wondering why he stayed single. He could have just about any woman he wanted, even her, but he stayed to himself. 

"Tell me about it, but after all the shit she put me through...I'm content with doing it myself."

"But five years of no woman and doing it yourself?" Nadia said with a painful look on her face, thinking of her handsome Uncle doing 'things' himself and how lonely he must be. 

"Oh well, maybe someday I'll find me a hottie like you and I'll try it again. But, until then, I'll be content with lookin' and just flirting with you. How's that sound?" he asked and couldn't resist giving Nadia's sweet ass, one more slap. 

She heard what he said and Nadia didn't even feel his big hand slapping her. "I love it when you flirt with me," she cooed and it felt like her pussy was on fire. 

"Do you really think I'm a hottie, Uncle Vince?" Nadia asked with a low and very innocent voice as she looked up into his big, dark eyes.

"Hell yeah; if I was your husband...you would not be lonely or anything, baby girl!" he said with a big smile and Vince moved both of his big hands over each of Nadia's full ass cheeks and he squeezed. 

She all but melted into his arms, thinking of her Uncle Vince fucking her day and night and of all the pleasures that he was sure to give her. 

"Mmmm, that would be so nice. I hate nights, they're so lonely," she whispered as they stood against each other, hugging and just plain ol' feeling good. 

He knew that this had to stop or at least slow down a little. Nadia was thirty-years-old and a grown woman that knew what she wanted, but she was still his niece. 

"So, how long do I get to enjoy you?" he said easing away from her and he quickly saw a disappointed look on Nadia's face, but he needed to get away from her before things got crazy. 

She wanted to scream when he backed away, but Nadia also didn't want to rush him. Vince made it very clear that she excited him and Nadia knew that was a great start. 

"For as long as you want me. How does that sound?" she whispered with a low and very sexy voice, hoping that he would say for the rest of his life. 

"I could get used to having a pretty, little thing like you around."

"And I could get very used to being around a sweet guy that'll treat me good." Nadia cooed as she thought of spending the rest of the week with Vince and if things went her way, maybe the rest of their lives.

He just smiled at Nadia and Vince wished that she wasn't his niece. The poor girl looked like she was going to have a nervous breakdown and he could see that she needed to be loved. 

"Let's go inside, I want you to see something. I think that you're really going to like it." Vince said as he quickly grabbed Nadia's hand and all but drug her into the cabin.

*.

She ran in the cabin and Nadia stopped dead in her tracks. "Oh wow, it's gorgeous!" she gasped as her eyes looked to the beautiful polished floors and to the massive fireplace that he had cleaned. 

She was shocked and Nadia was so glad that Vince took the time to see how the floors really looked, instead of tearing them up, like Donny said to do. He didn't know a thing about fixing up a place this old and Nadia knew that Vince was her man. 

"I knew they were just dirty and in dire need of a good cleaning, but the retard wouldn't listen to me." Vince said as he knelt down to run his hand over the pretty, hardwood floor and as he smiled up to Nadia, he could see that the front of her jeans were soaked. 

She saw his eyes roaming over her body again and Nadia couldn't help but smile at him. "Well, before I left the house...I fired him. If you want it, the job is yours," she said with lust in her eyes as she knelt down beside him. 

"I'm not really sure. A place like this only comes along once in a lifetime and it would kill me to do the work and to see it sold to some jerk."

"I'd move up here in a New York minute, but I'd be so afraid." Nadia said as her mind thought of a few horrible things that could happen to a woman and she did not want to go there. 

He put his hand on Nadia's thick, upper thigh and Vince replied. "I don't blame you. There are some sick mother fuckers out there and as pretty as you are," he said as he gently squeezed Nadia's thigh, wishing that there was a way he could help her. 

"I still want you to help me with it. You'll have it so pretty...neither of us will want to leave." Nadia said with a soft and very seductive voice, hoping that she could charm Vince into doing all of the work. 

He could see what Nadia was trying to do and Vince liked it very much. "I will on one condition," he said and Vince had an idea of his own. 

"Anything at all." Nadia quickly replied and she just figured that Vince just wanted more money. She was loaded and Nadia would pay him anything he wanted, anything at all. 

He looked into her pretty eyes and Vince hoped that she would like what he was going to say. "You gotta stay up here with me, the entire time." Vince said with a grin. 

Nadia had to smile at him and she quickly knew the answer. With all the fighting that she and Donny were doing, she would love to spend a few weeks or even a few months up here with Vince. He was always so sweet to her and Nadia loved how they flirted and fooled around with each other. 

"How long will it take?" she asked and Nadia hoped that he would say a few years. 

He could see a tiny sparkle in her eyes, Vince took her hands and he stood up. "However long we want," he replied with a little wink and Vince watched a sweet smile covering her face. 

"Hummm, so it could take a very, very long time then." Nadia all but purred as she gazed into his dark and manly eyes, wondering if he kept them open while he loved his woman. 

Ohhh, my! I bet you're the kind of man that likes to see what he's getting! Nadia thought as she continued to look at Vince, hoping he had the same idea, as she did. 

"Yes it could, how long are you willing to stay?" he asked as they just looked at each other and Vince knew this was going to be one for the books. 

She felt a tingle deep in her pussy and Nadia fought the urge to rape him. "How ever long you want me," she whispered and Nadia wanted him so badly, but she knew it would be so much better if she took it slow. 

He just smiled and gave Nadia a gentle pat on her left ass-cheek. "Well, in that case, you better have your mail forwarded!" Vince said with a smile as he thought of the trouble something like this could bring them both, but he was going to think about it, a lot. 

Nadia kept looking at him and she knew that she would never, ever go home again. She wanted Vince and she was willing to do anything to get him, no matter what it was. 


Nadia



"I'll be sure to get on that...first thing in the morning. But for now, we need to get the bags out of my car. I brought you a wonderful dinner and after that, you can make us a nice fire and we'll talk about what we want to do with the house." Nadia said as she thought of being alone with him, while a romantic fire burned.

"Let's get to it!" he said and couldn't resist giving her butt another good slap.

"Mmmm, you better stop doing that. I'm starting like it!" she giggled as they walked outside, arm in arm and Nadia had never been this happy in her life. She always had a thing for him, but now, she was a grown woman and things were looking very good. 

"I'm glad, because I love slapping my woman's ass!" he said and couldn't believe what had just slipped from his mouth. 

"So, I'm your woman now, am I?" Nadia laughed and she figured that he was just teasing her. 

"If you're going to be up here with me until the place is finished, I'd like to think you are. How does that sound?" he quickly said and hoped it wasn't a mistake. 

"I'd like that, a lot, but...we don't have to pretend. I'm a big girl now." she replied and hoped that Vince would understand what she was trying to say.

He just smiled at her and said. "Remember, we're going to be spending a lot of time together and a lot of things could happen between now and then." Vince said as he caressed a long strand of hair from Nadia's left eye and he leaned to gently kiss her neck.

She felt his lips against her neck and Nadia wanted to scream. "Mmmm, I hope a lot of things happen!" she cooed as his rough whiskers and soft lips brushed against her neck, driving her to the brink of a well needed orgasm, but Nadia fought it off. 

He heard Nadia and Vince knew that she was his for the taking, but she was still his niece. He wanted Nadia and her wonderful ass so badly he could practically taste her, but a little word kept filling his mind, incest. 

Oh little girl, I could love you easy and keep you with me until the day I die! Vince thought as Nadia's soft hair fell across his face and the sweet scent of her perfume drifted up his nose. 

He felt his cock growing out of control, but there was no way in hell that Vince was going to let Nadia go. This felt so good and he figured that Nadia was enjoying it just as much as he was. They both were so lonely and in need of love, Vince knew that it would only be a day or two before they ended up in bed. 

"You always make me feel so good, Uncle Vince." Nadia purred, feeling his manhood growing against her lower stomach and she knew that it was in need too. 

When she was young, Nadia remembered one time when she walked in on a conversation between her Mom and Vince's ex-wife, talking about how good he made love. But now, she wanted to know for herself. Nadia knew that her Aunt was always smiling and looked so happy. Nadia just hoped that she'd get to find out why. 

He pulled from her neck, looked into Nadia's eyes and he said. "Baby, you make me feel just as good." Vince smiled and gave her a firm slap on her right ass-cheek.

"Let's get your things inside. I'd like to clean up, so I look good for you," he added with a wink as he eased away from her and his body suddenly felt cold and alone. It was as if his soul had been taken away.

She smiled at him, enjoying the stinging on her ass and Nadia would take him clean or dirty, it did not matter to her one bit. "Now I'm really starting to enjoy that!" Nadia smiled as she rubbed her butt again and her eyes never left his. 

He returned her smile and said. "Good, cuz I like that sexy, hunk of meat!"

She her hand on her hips and Nadia had to laugh. "Now I'm a sexy, hunk of meat?"

"You're my, sexy, hunk of meat!"

"How do you like your...meat?" Nadia asked with a lustful tone.

"I like it rare and very, very juicy!"

Nadia just smiled as she thought of how wet she always got during sex and if Vince liked it juicy, he was really going to enjoy her. "I think I can arrange that...very easily." Nadia said with a little smile and the same sexy tone in her voice. 

"Well, I'm going to go clean up. I'll be back in a few." Vince smiled as he reached up to Nadia's face and lifted a strand of hair off of her left eye.

"Will you do me a big favor?"

"Yeah, what do ya need, baby girl?" he asked as he ran his fingers through her hair, thinking of Nadia sucking his cock, while he pulled it. 

Nadia thought of her next words very carefully, before opening her mouth. "Um...will you hurry with your washing and um...ahhh...how do I put this?" she laughed and Nadia could feel the blood rushing to her face and between her legs. 

"Just say it, baby."

Nadia took a deep breath and did her best to get it out. "I know a woman that may have some plans for you later tonight, so...um...don't go and do anything that you may normally do," she said and Nadia knew her face was bright red with embarrassment, thinking of Vince saving all of his cum for her and her only. 

"Oh, ok. I'll be damn sure to remember that, but I'm here enjoying my nieces company and that may be a problem." Vince said and he knew there was not going to be any jerking off as long as Nadia was there and acting the way she was right now. If there was any, he had plans on holding out, as long as he could. 

*.

"That was great!" Vince said as he took his last bite of food. 

"I'm definitely keeping you around for awhile," he added with a wink, watching a warm smile cover her face. 

"I hope you're keeping me for reasons, other than cooking for you." Nadia smiled and she knew that she'd stay for any reason he wanted. 

He just smiled as he lit an after dinner cigarette and replied. "There could be other reasons, but...you are my niece." Vince said as he looked over Nadia's pretty face, down the front of her body and to her very perky set of B cup breasts.

You are so fucking pretty! I'd love to get you tonight, but we gotta make very sure that this is what we both want, before things go any farther. Vince thought and he wished that he didn't have such morals or he'd already be enjoying his sexy niece. 

"Well, I'm a grown woman now and I know that good things come to those who wait." Nadia said as she watched his eyes roaming up and down her body, wondering what Vince was thinking about. 

"That's what they say," he said as he pulled his eyes from her breasts and he looked into her sparkling eyes. 

"Do you think it's true?" Vince asked as he took a deep drag from his cigarette and blew it up in the air. 

"I sure hope so," she replied as he looked to her face. 

"There's something that I want and I'm willing to wait for as long as it takes, to get it." Nadia added with a soft whisper, as her heart pumped faster and she hoped it would happen tonight.

Vince just looked into her loving eyes and he knew what Nadia was saying, but they needed to take things slowly. "Waiting can be a good thing. It makes things 'even' better when you do get it."

"What I want...would be good anytime!"

He just shook his head at her and he knew that this would be the perfect time to build a fire. "Do still want a fire?" Vince asked as he stood up and pulled her into his arms and hugged her. 

"It's going to be so nice to have you all to myself," he whispered into her ear and he softly kissed it.

She just smiled at his words and Nadia felt like she was melting into his big, strong body. "It's going to be nice, giving myself to you." Nadia cooed and she felt his hands slowly working their way down her back and to her ass. The thing that Vince loved so much and Nadia was starting to like it, just as much as he did. 

"You sure do like touching my ass."

"If you weren't my niece...I'd show you just how much I really like it!" he said with a low growl.

He squeezed her ass with all of his might and he smashed her hips to his, knowing that Nadia would feel his swollen cock. Her meaty ass felt like he was squeezing a big, thick piece of angel food cake and Vince loved it. His cock grew hard, but there was no way he was breaking this hug.

Nadia was helpless as he squeezed her butt. His fingers felt like they were ten knives, digging deep into her flesh, shooting electricity to the lonely core of her body. He squeezed and pulled her to his hardness, taking Nadia's breath away. 

She just rested against him and Nadia let him do anything he wanted. "Remember...I'm all grown up now." Nadia whispered with need in her voice and she needed Vince to take her soon. 

"I remember it very well," he said as he caressed her face and he let her go. 

"I was in the process of building a fire." Vince smiled at her and he could see the lust of Nadia's face and in her eyes. 

She just smiled and replied. "Trust me; you've already started a very big fire!" Nadia giggled as she fanned her face and walked to sit next to the fireplace. 

He laughed at her and Vince hoped this worked out in their favor. It would be a crying shame if they got each other so excited and then, have something fuck it all up. 

"Maybe you should call the fire department and have them come and put it out." Vince laughed at her and a big grin on his face.

"Oh no, there's this guy I love and I'm hoping that he'll put it out for me." Nadia said with a soft, little girl voice as her sexy, lower lip came out. 

Vince felt his cock jump at her words and he knew that she wanted him now, but that little word just had to slip back into his mind. "What if he can't? What will you do then?" he asked as he reached down to light the paper under the wood. 

"I have a very good feeling that he'll put it out and then...he'll own me forever," she replied as she bit her lower lip, praying that Vince would just take her.

He looked at her with wide eyes and couldn't believe what Nadia said. "He'll own you forever? That's a pretty big statement." Vince said as he fanned the fire and Vince could see that his horny, little niece was practically chewing off her lower lip. 

All Nadia could do was shake her head yes. She was unable to say a single word and it was all because of the great looking man that was standing next to her. Nadia loved Vince since she was a young girl and now, it was turning into a new kind of love. A love that most people in the world would consider filthy and illicit, but Nadia did not care. She wanted Vince in her life and it took her soon to be, ex-husband to show her the light. 

He sat on the opposite side of the fireplace and Vince lit a cigarette, trying to figure all of this out. Nadia was a grown woman and it was very clear that she wanted him, just as badly as he wanted her, but that damn word kept creeping back into his mind. 

"I hope you don't mind, but I won't have the water on until sometime tomorrow afternoon. There's a cracked pipe up under the house that I have to replace and as soon as I get done, we'll have hot water." Vince said as he looked to his panting niece sitting on the fireplace and it looked like she was in heat. 

She smiled at him and Nadia knew that by tomorrow, she was going to be a sticky mess. Her pussy was so excited and it was dripping like never before. 

"I guess it'll have to be fine, but how have you been washing?" she asked with a little wink, wondering how he washed up. 

The poor guy had been up here for the last two weeks and she hated to think that Vince hadn't had a shower in all of that time.

"I do my washing down in the lake. It's cold as shit, but it sure does feel good after a hard days work!"

"Mmmm, that would work! We could go skinny dipping together. How would that be?" Nadia asked with a very seductive smile.

He laughed at and poor Vince knew that this was going to be crazy. Nadia was like some kind of animal in heat and she was making very, very clear that she wanted him, but Vince couldn't get the fact that she was his niece, out of his mind. 

"If you keep this up...I'm sending you home in the morning." Vince said as he looked to her pretty face and the way Nadia was sitting, he had a perfect view of her pussy and her jeans still looked very wet.

"Oh come on! It would be so fun and...I'll do anything you want," she replied and spread her legs a bit wider, seeing that Vince's handsome eyes were giving it an occasional glance. 

He knew she was right, but Vince couldn't get the fact that she was his niece, out of his brain or otherwise, she'd already have his stiff cock, buried between her legs. 

"Well, I think I'll pass for right now. You're a beautiful woman and any guy in his right mind would want you, even me, but we need to take this slow."

She was hurt, but if he needed more time, Nadia wasn't going to pressure him. She would go slow and just tease him to death. "I understand," she slowly stood up, walked over to him and eased herself down on his lap. 

"I'm a big girl now and I want my handsome Uncle. I'm not going to give up, but I'll give you time to think it over and in the meantime, I'm going to drive you crazy!" Nadia moaned the last six words as she leaned to softly kiss his mouth, hoping that he would give in soon. 

"Tease away then, but I need time baby girl."

"I love it when you call me that," she purred enjoying him holding her in his arms. 

"I'll be easy on you, I promise." Nadia replied with a smile as she hugged him, thinking of the times when she was a small girl, when she would snuggle on his lap for hours and hours, never leaving him for more than just a few minutes. 

"Thank God for that!" he laughed and he hugged Nadia as tight as he could. 

*.

Later, after the fire began to die down and it was close to eleven pm and Vince was ready for bed. "Baby, I hate to stop all this sweet hugging, but I'm about to fall asleep. I get up with the sun and I'm totally bushed," he said as he caressed her pretty face and he knew things were going heat up again. 

"That's fine, but where do we sleep?" she asked with a sexy tone in her voice and Nadia hoped that they would be sleeping together. 

Vince knew that she was going to love his next words and he hoped that he'd be able to sleep. "All I have is one queen-sized air mattress, so we gotta share it," he said and Vince saw a pretty smile covering her face.

"Mmmm, nice, I get to snuggle with you all night!"

"Yes and I'd like you to behave yourself." Vince said with a painful laugh, hoping that Nadia would be easy on him, like she promised. 

"I will, but I can't wait to feel you against me...all...night...long!" Nadia moaned and it felt like her insides were on fire.

He hugged Nadia and gave her ass another loving slap. "As long as we just snuggle, I'm game."

"Oh my God, I would have in my life, thought that I'd love being slapped so much!" she giggled as the sting radiated through her body and to her already, excited pussy. 

"I love slapping ass and yours is out of this world."

She just smiled at him and Nadia hoped that Vince would give in soon. "I'm glad you like it so much and...I love the feel of your big hands on it."

"Good, because I do plan on feeling it up every chance I get and giving it an occasional slap, now and then."

"That'll be just fine with me," she whispered and Nadia leaned to her Uncle and she kissed him. 

"Oh my God!" he moaned as her sweet, sexy lips touched his and Vince wanted to cum in his jeans. 

"You're going to end up killing me!" Vince moaned again and he had to stop this before he gave in to his very, sexy niece. 

He caressed her face and said with a frown. "We need to stop and fix the bed." Vince smiled as he stood up, with Nadia still clinging to him as tight as she could. 

"Ohhh, you bugger! That was nice. It was kinda like when I was a little girl and the way I'd sit with you for hours at a time."

"I used to like that myself. I'm going to get some water, so we can freshen up." he said as he walked to the kitchen, got a bucket and took off outside. 

Oh Lord, I want that girl so fucking bad! He thought as he walked toward the well and flexed his stiffening cock, hoping he could resist Nadia and her charming ways. Her ass is driving me crazy! He thought again as he turned on the pump, watching the bucket fill. I would fuck her sexy ass, until she started calling me Daddy! Vince laughed to himself as he watched the water pouring in the bucket, having a good idea that his straining cock would fill her body, the same way. 

Nadia dug through her bags and found the five new pairs of panties that she had bought earlier that day and she tried to remember what his favorite color was. "Oh shit, what a dumbass!" she laughed and picked up the tiny, white pair of bikinis. 

"Here we go! Poor Uncle Vince is going to shit himself, when he sees these!" Nadia smiled as she held them against the side of her face, enjoying the softness and she knew that he was going to love them on her butt. 

He walked in and quickly saw what Nadia was holding in her hands and his swelling cock jumped. "Nice!" Vince smiled to her and he walked to sit the bucket in the fire. 

"We'll have some hot water in just a few minutes." Vince said as he watched her and she still had that sexy, look of lust in her eyes. 

"I hope it's ok if I wear these and one of your tee-shirts to bed." Nadia said with a little smile and as she looked at him, she saw a new look in his eyes. He looked like a wild animal that was about to rape its mate.

"Holy fuck! Are you serious?" he moaned and Vince knew that he would not be doing much sleeping, with her dressed that way. 

"Oh come on, you know darn well that you love it."

"Yes, I'm going to love it too damn much!" he laughed and Vince had to have another cigarette, but his hands were shaking too much to light it. 

Nadia saw his hands and she felt bad. She was hurting Uncle Vince. "Let me help you, honey," she whispered as she took the cigarette and lighter from him, lit it and she reached it up to his mouth. 

"Well, I guess I better find something else to wear. I don't wanta kill you on our first night together."

"It's not baby girl. I haven't been with a woman in a very long time and you're just so pretty and so fucking sexy." Vince moaned as he pulled her into his arms and he hugged.

"Thank you, but if it's bothering you that much...I'll wear something else. Maybe I'll wear them for you another night."

"Nah, it'll be fine, but if you happen to feel something poking you in the butt...don't get mad at me, ok?"

"Mmmm, I'd never get mad if that happened, in fact...I'd love that," she cooed as she held the tiny panties up to his face and Nadia ran them over his lips, watching his eyes close and she felt him suck in a long breath of air. 

Nadia lifted the tiny pair of undies up to his mouth and Vince wanted to smack Nadia's ass, but it felt so good to have her and if she wanted to tease him, it was fine. 

"You fuckin' tease!" he smiled and figured why not. He lifted his left hand and he brought it down on her ass. 

"Ouch! Holy hell!" Nadia yelled as she jumped back, rubbing her burning ass cheek and she was getting a very good idea that her sexy, Uncle Vince, liked his sex rough. 

"Wow, that was interesting as hell!" she laughed rubbing her burning ass, wondering if the rest of her time with him, was going to be like this.

He saw her jump back and Vince figured he better take it easy on Nadia, until she got used to him slapping her ass. "Shit, I'm sorry. I got carried away, baby. I'll be easy on from now on, I promise." Vince said as he hugged her and reached behind Nadia to rub her very tempting ass and he could feel her pressing into his swollen cock.

"It was ok; I was just caught off guard is all. I'm starting to like that shit anyhow! It's hard to believe that getting' your ass slapped, can be such a turn on!" Nadia said as she pressed her hips to his, hoping like hell that he'd just give in and take her and end their misery. 




Nadia



He just smiled at Nadia and Vince gently kissed her lips as he ran his fingers through her soft hair. "I'm glad you're starting to enjoy it so much. Like I said before, there's nothing more exciting than a good slap somewhere, to heat things up!" he said with a smile and Vince knew that if they ever made love, poor little Nadia would shit herself. 

"So, where else do you like slapping?" she asked as a hot rush of blood raced through her body, thinking of a few other places that might be fun to have slapped and one particular spot was filling Nadia's mind.

"Your entire body, baby! I'm going to spank every, single inch of my 'new' girl. What do you think of that?" he asked, caressing her ass, pulling Nadia completely to his now, very hard cock and it looked as if, she was close to fainting in his arms.

She just smiled, enjoying him toughing and caressing her with so much love and tenderness, it was hard for her to breath. Nadia couldn't wait for him to open a new and unexplored way of life. All of her adult life, Nadia never came close to finding any satisfaction, until now and it was coming from a wonderful man that she would have never imagined. 

"Everywhere?" she asked with a moan, thinking of the one place on her body that was never satisfied. 

Vince continued caressing Nadia's ass with his right hand, while the left one ran through her soft hair. "Everywhere!" he replied as he watched a tiny smile cover her pretty face and a gleam fill her eyes.

"I think I'm gunna like that...a lot," she whispered and Nadia was ready to die in his arms. She knew that after Vince took her, she was going to never feel lonely again and he would end the nagging burn that haunted her for years. 

"Good, because I plan on doing it a lot, but...I still need a little time. I hope that's ok with you."

Nadia just smiled at him and replied with a soft whisper. "I'm not going anywhere," she smiled and slowly eased away from him and Nadia was ready to wash herself. 

"I'm going clean up and then I'd like to snuggle with you all night." Nadia said as she gently chewed her lower lip, thinking of him behind her and how great it was going to feel having his penis rubbing against her. 

"I think I'm going to like it...just as much," he replied and walked to get the bucket of water for her. 

"Would like it in the bathroom or in the kitchen?" he asked with a little wink, hoping she'd say in the kitchen, because Vince wanted to watch this sexy, young woman washing herself. 

She saw him looking towards the kitchen sink and Nadia figured that he wanted to watch her. "If you promise not to look...I'll do it in here." Nadia said with a sly smile and a teasing voice.

"I cross my heart and hope to die!" he laughed with a wink.

"Yeah...I bet!" Nadia giggled as she thought of Vince enjoying her so much. If he wanted something from her, all he had to do was ask, or just take it, she didn't care. 

"Hey, I'm a horny ol' man, what can I say." Vince smiled as he put the plug in the sink and filled it with the hot water.

"I love horny ol' men, you don't have to anything."

"Well, let me get a chair, a beer and my cigarettes and be ready!" he said smacking his hands together, quickly got everything and put the chair as close to the sink as he could get it. 

Nadia couldn't help but laugh at him and she asked. "Do you think you're close enough?"

"I was thinking about sitting up there, but if I get too excited...I might fall!" he laughed, motioning to the big, kitchen counter. 

"From the way you're acting...maybe you should think about being 'bad' with me tonight, instead of waiting," she said, making sure that he had a good view of her ass and hips.

He loved her invitation, but Vince wanted to wait and make very sure this is what they wanted. "You'd like that, wouldn't you?"

"You know that we both would, but one of us is being difficult." Nadia said as she moved to his side, making sure that her hips were pressed completely against him and from the look on his face, she could see that he was getting upset with her, so Nadia backed away.

"Nadia, we have to be very sure about this. It's not something that you just jump into, baby. I'm your Uncle, you're my Niece and truthfully, we shouldn't be doing any of this, but we are adults and if you'd just give me some time, it will happen."

"I know it, but I'm dying inside and I need you to help me, Vince. I love you so much and I want us to be together." Nadia said with a mix of need and hurt. 

Vince was touched by her words, but he did not want to jump into this, until he was completely sure that this is what they really wanted. "I'm going to go outside and let you wash and I could use a swim. I'm a little smelly myself," he replied and stood up, but Nadia grabbed his hand and made him stop. 

"Please stay. I'll stop and I won't say or do anything else, until you say it's ok, I promise," she said with a little, helpless smile and Nadia was praying that she hadn't messed things up. She needed Vince to love her, but the poor guy was fighting his feelings for her.

He held her hands and Vince knew how badly she wanted him, but it was proving to be so hard. She was his blood, his niece and his sisters' child and Vince still wasn't sure about any of this. 

"It's ok, baby. I'm still thinking about this, you and all of the fun that I'm sure we'll nave, but I'm going to wash," he said easing away from the very sexy woman and he quickly went down to the lake. 

Nadia fell to the floor and she cried like never before. Her heart was slowly being torn in two and she didn't know what to do. She knew that they wanted each other, but Vince needed time and she was rushing things. Nadia knew that if she didn't back off some, he would change his mind and if he did, Nadia knew that she'd kill herself. 

*.

Vince came back in and Nadia sitting next to the fire, huddled in a blanket. He could see that her legs were bare and that she was wearing the very tempting panties. Oh my God, here we go again! He thought as he walked across the room and he knelt down beside her and he hugged her. 

"Hey, I'm sorry I left you, but I needed to get away for a few minutes."

"I'm the one that's sorry," she said wiping the tears from her eyes as Nadia returned his loving hug. 

"I don't mean to rush you, but I'm so lonely inside. I haven't been loved in so long...I hurt!" she added with a sniff and one last wipe of her eyes. 

Vine felt so bad for her pain and he wanted her too, but they had too be very sure about this. "I know baby girl. That little jerk husband of yours needs his ass kicked for not jumping your sweet, little ass."

"Fuck him; I know who I need now. I just gotta give him more time." Nadia smiled, letting the blanket fall from her body and she hugged his face to her soft breasts.

Vince saw the blanket fall from Nadia's body and he was so glad that she was wearing a shirt. She pulled him against her breasts and he loved her sweet scent and the fell of her tempting mounds of flesh against his face. His cock grew and it grew hard.

"Mmmm, you feel so fuckin' good!" he moaned as he returned Nadia's loving hug and without thinking, Vince was caressing her bare, upper thigh. 

Her skin was the softest that he'd ever touched and the most exciting, but he wasn't sure if it was because of her young age or maybe it was because she was his niece, either way, he loved it. 

She hugged him and slowly ran her fingers through his hair. Nadia knew she had to slow down and stop trying to rush things. "I hope it's ok that I wore the blue panties for you. I could see how much you liked them." Nadia said as she continued to hug him to her body and she hoped that she could slow down.

"I'm glad you did. I want to snuggle with my girl and it would be a little hard if you'd worn a pair of granny undies!"

She laughed at him and Nadia was so glad he came back inside. "I'd never wear anything like that, with my man around. I gotta keep you happy and horny for me." Nadia purred with a soft voice as she looked into his dark eyes and she saw him moving towards her mouth. 

Vince leaned up to Nadia and he gently kissed her. "You keep me very happy and extremely horny all the time, baby girl! I've been hard for you from the second you stepped out of your car," he smiled as he held the back of her head and he pulled her to him for another soft kiss, but this one was a little longer and Vince felt Nadia's tongue tracing over his lips. 

"I'm so glad and you already know this, but I need to say it anyhow. I'm all yours...and whenever you want me, all you have to is just say the word." Nadia said as they gently kissed each other and Vince caressed up her thigh, making her burn with need, but Nadia held back, letting him do everything.

He held her close, caressing Nadia's smooth thigh and Vince said with a smile. "I know baby and I'm sorry that I just can't jump into this. You're any guys dream, but every time we start...all I think about is, you being my niece." Vince said as he held her in his arms, thinking of how wonderful she would be.

"I know and I can't blame you. I'm just so darn lonely and being so close to you...makes it even worse. I've loved you for as long as I can remember and when I turned sixteen, you're all I ever thought about. It took my dumbass husband, to open the door and let my feelings for you go free."

"Well, he's not a total waste then!" Vince laughed, he kissed her one last time and he stood up, pulling her up, into his arms. 

"We will go on with this, I'm not sure when, but we will," he added hugging her tight and his hands slowly crept down her back and covered Nadia's ass. 

She rested against him, enjoying his hands on her butt, like always and Nadia resisted the urge to do anything in return. She did not want to scare him away again. Nadia had the idea to let him do whatever he wanted to her and maybe, Vince would let go and take her. 

"I know we will too," she said with a soft voice, loving the feel of his big, strong hands on her butt, squeezing and caressing it with love. 

"Let's lie down and snuggle." Vince replied as he led her to the bed by the fireplace and he helped her sit down. 

He sat beside Nadia, still holding her close and he wished that he could get over the fact that she was his niece, but it was proving to be so hard. When she was a young girl, they were so close and he remembered all of her birthdays, taking her for ice-cream, to the park to play and rocking Nadia to sleep at night. But now, he was thinking of making love to her and it made him feel dirty.

"You make me feel so good inside. I wish it would have been you that married me and not the dumbass." Nadia said as she slowly lay down, feeling that the small nightshirt was more than halfway up her stomach and Vince had a prefect view of her entire lower body. 

He watched as Nadia lay down and he couldn't help but looking at her stomach and sexy hips. The damn shirt was almost up to her breasts, giving him a wonderful view of her spectacular, lower body. He moved his hand to Nadia's stomach, enjoying her soft flesh against his fingers and her slow, but labored breathing and he knew it was all because of him.

"When I make love to you...I'm never letting you go. I hope that's ok." Vince said as his hand slowly circled Nadia's stomach and he watched a warm smile covering her pretty face. 

"I'll be the happiest woman on the planet and I promise that I'll never leave your side."

He lay down beside Nadia and turned to face her. "I hope that I won't disappoint you."

"Never!" Nadia whispered as she turned on her side, facing him and just like always, his big right hand went straight to her butt. 

"Someone sure does love touching my butt."

"That I do! I'm just glad you're not mad at me for taking so long."

"You kinda pissed me off in the kitchen, but I figured it would be best to just let it happen and not try to hurry things."

"I'm working it out and as soon as I do...I'm gunna be in you twenty-four hours a day, baby girl. You'll be sick of me humping you!"

"Ha-ha, yeah right! Like I'm going to get sick of my handsome Uncle, making love to me day and night! You may be the one that gets tired of me," she said with lust in her soft, needful voice, feeling Vince's fingers caressing deep into her butt-crack and he was pulling her against his body. 

"I don't think I'd ever get tired of that." Vince smiled and he noticed a slight look of pain on Nadia's face. 

"Ouch, your jeans are killing me!"

"Well, we can't have that, can we!" he said with a wink and he quickly pulled them off, leaving him in nothing but a pair of silk boxer shorts. 

She quickly felt them and Nadia smiled. "Mmmm, that's much better and I can feel something really nice on my leg!" she smiled as his stiff penis rested on her thigh, sending chills of need racing throughout her entire body.

"What do you think it is?"

"I think it's something that needs a woman to make it all better."

"What would she do to make it better?" 

Nadia smiled as she thought of her reply. "I think it would like to be kissed and caressed."

"Hum, that would make it better and what would she do after that?"

"I think she'd keep kissing it and slowly lick every, single inch of it!" Nadia purred as she thought of licking her sexy Uncle, knowing he would love her sensuous mouth and she felt his cock jump. 

He listened to every word and Vince's cock loved it too. "Damn! I think he liked hearing that as much as I did!" he laughed and now he felt bad. Vince kept telling Nadia he wanted to wait and he kept doing things like this to her. 

"Well, you tell him that whenever he's ready, I am."

"I'll be sure and do that." Vince said as a yawn escaped his mouth.

"Dang, I didn't realize I was so tired. Getting up with the sun, sure does take its toll on a guy." Vince added as he held in another yawn, hoping that he didn't pass out and leave this sexy lady up all by herself. 

She gently hugged him and Nadia knew that Vince was worn out. "Why don't you go to sleep? I'll be alright and we can snuggle in the morning or again tomorrow night. How does that sound?" Nadia asked as she caressed his strong and very manly chest.

"Hey have a favor to ask." Vince said as his fingers traced up and down her back.

"Sure, anything you want," she replied with a low, sexy voice and Nadia really hoped that he wanted her to suck him or something. 

"Tell me who was the first lucky guy to get you," he smiled and grabbed a handful of Nadia's ass and Vince squeezed it good and hard. 

Nadia just smiled as the 'lucky' guy drifted into her mind and all of the fun that they had. "You knew and liked him a bunch," she smiled thinking of Gary. 

"Who was he?"

"It was Gary, the disabled guy that came to my eighteenth birthday party."

"Oh my God! Are you for real?" 

Nadia smiled and she could feel her face turning red, but it wasn't from embarrassment, it was from the excitement of thinking back to that very wonderful night. "Yes."

"I bet you made his life complete!" Vince said and he was so proud of Nadia for giving such a wonderful treat to the little guy. 

"Oh yeah, and he really put it to me!"

"Good, I hope he screwed you half to death!" he said with a laugh and Vince was so happy that Nadia did it with Gary. 

"We screwed each other to death and we did it all freaking night, too!" Nadia laughed as that wonderful and breathtaking night filled her every thought. 

"Well, tell me about it and if I fall asleep...you can finish it tomorrow."

"You gotta tell me about someone you did it with too." Nadia said with a smile as she looked to Vince. 

"Sure, I'd like that. Telling my sexy, little Niece something so private," he smiled as his hand slid over her round ass, thinking of slipping his cock into her. 

"Ok, it was that night at my party. Everyone was having a great time and Mom was even letting us have a few drinks. Well, just after I opened my presents, Gary asked me to help him with something. So I followed him into the house, thinking he needed help, but he surprised me with the most beautiful necklace that I'd ever seen in my life." Nadia smiled as she remembered the wonderful feelings that rushed through her that night, when she saw the gorgeous necklace. 

*.

Nadia saw Gary coming towards her in his wheelchair, with his normal sweet smile and she loved the way he always looked at her. She had a good idea that her disabled friend loved her dearly, but Nadia wasn't sure if she could give him the love that he was looking for and needed. She would be leaving for college in just two months and she wouldn't be back for a very, very long time. 

She loved his thick brown hair, his dark brown bedroom eyes and his big, strong arms, but something else about him drove her crazy with need. She loved the fact that Gary's legs were amputated at his knees. It turned her on so much, Nadia even masturbated thinking about him rubbing his little leg stumps, on her pussy. 

"Having a good time?" Nadia asked as he pulled up in his chair, quickly spun it around and he backed it in beside her as close as he could get.

He rolled towards his very beautiful friend Nadia, trying not to look up her extremely short skirt, but it was a difficult task. She had one of the hottest bodies that Gary had ever seen. Nadia had the best looking ass, hips and thighs that Gary had the pleasure of seeing or masturbating to.

"I'm having a great time. How about you, birthday girl?" he asked slowly turning in his chair to face her; he looked to her smooth legs, loving the sheer-black stockings on them and her black, four-inch high heels. He looked up into her pretty eyes, Gary felt his cock growing. 

"It's wonderful and I'm so glad you came. Everyone loves you to death and you really impressed my Uncle Vince. He told me that you're incredible and he doesn't like anybody!" she laughed and gently put her arm around his neck.

"Cool, I liked him too. Hey I was wondering if you could give me a hand with something?" he asked, whispering the last part to Nadia and Gary hoped that no one else heard. 

"Sure, what do ya need, sugar?" she asked with a smile and Nadia would help him do just about anything he needed or wanted. She loved him so much and she didn't care what her friends or family thought about it. 

He knew that she would do anything he asked of her and Gary couldn't wait to Nadia inside or away from all of the people. "I need to see you, alone for a few minute," he said with a smile and Gary loved the puzzled look on her gorgeous face.

"Sure, honey, let's go find someplace." Nadia replied as she stood up next to Gary and when she looked down, her belly-button was only an inch, maybe less, from his face. She hated teasing him or anything. Not one girl in school would go out with Gary because of his disabilities and it broke her heart. She wanted to go out with him, but Nadia wanted him to ask her, but he never would. 

She stood up and Gary almost came in his pants. Nadia's sexy belly was so close to his face, Gary could smell her sweet perfume and a little hint of what he thought, was her excitement. She slipped behind him and like always she started pushing him. They went into the house, down the hallway and into her bedroom. 

Nadia closed and locked her door and she walked to him. And, without thinking, she knelt down in front of him and Nadia saw his dark-brown eyes staring right between her legs. 

Gary could not believe this. Nadia was right in front of him, with her legs spread so wide, he could see between them and the pretty, pink panties that covered her pussy. 

"Oops!" she giggled with a lustful smile and Nadia slowly sat down on her feet, with her knees on the floor. 

"Sorry about that. I forgot that I was wearing such a short skirt." Nadia added with a little wink, but in truth, she hadn't forgotten about the skirt at all. She wanted to give Gary a special treat of his own.




Nadia



"I bet you did...teaser! Pink is now my favorite color!" Gary said as he looked into her eyes, thinking that she was looking at him in a new and very sexy way, but he also knew that Nadia had a good buzz going and he figured that's all it was. He knew that Nadia would never go out with him and Gary never asked. 

"I'll be sure and remember that," she whispered with a soft voice, wondering what Gary needed from her and with the way Nadia was feeling right now; she would do anything for him.

He smiled and reached to caress the side of her face and much to his dismay; she rested against it his hand. "You're so pretty. If I wasn't afraid of rejection...I'd asked you out." Gary said with a frown, thinking of Nadia going away after summer and on to a new chapter in her life. 

"You should have, silly man. If you'd asked me out, I would have in a second. We always have so much fun together and I'm sure a date together, would have been a blast! You should really start taking more chances and see what happens."

"Is it too late to ask you now?" Gary asked as he ran his hand through Nadia's soft and silky hair, wondering what it would be like to make out with someone as pretty as her, but Gary knew he would never know.

She looked at him and Nadia couldn't help but smiling at him. At long last, he was asking her. "I was beginning to think you didn't like me or something." Nadia said putting out her lower lip and a frown covered her face. 

"Yeah right! That's why in the hell I think and dream about you day and night, twenty-four hours a day!" Gary very quickly replied, watching her smile return and it looked like she was about to cry. 

"You should have said something, baby," she said and inched closer to him, sat up on her knees and Nadia put her arms around his neck.

"I know, but it gets so depressing when you get rejected so much or when they say, 'I think of you as my brother'. I just gave up asking." Gary said as he leaned to kiss the side of her face. 

She just shook her head at him and Nadia could see the hurt in his loving eyes. "I was the one girl that would have gone out with you, but you were afraid to ask me." Nadia said with a giggle as she caressed his face and as she did, her body started to tingle for him. 

"I know and I feel like a dumbass too." Gary said with hurt in his voice as her soft and loving hands caressed his face.

"Don't say that. You're a very smart guy and I don't blame you. If I was in your situation, I'd think the same way. Getting hurt is no fun, but you can't just give up. You're an awesome guy and one day, some hottie is going to come along and steal you from me." Nadia said putting out her lip again and now, her pussy was burning for Gary. She loved him as a brother too, but now, she was ready for some incestuous relations with him. 

"I don't think that would ever happen. I love you to much." Gary said with a smile and he saw Nadia closing her eyes and she kissed him. It was a small kiss, but it was a powerful one and when Nadia let out a long, lustful moan, Gary wondered what was going on. 

Nadia had to kiss him after such sweet words and she was getting more excited with each passing second. Since the first day they met, three years ago, Nadia had a 'soft' spot for him, but the sweet, little guy was afraid to ask her out or make a pass at her. 

"Holy shit, why in the hell didn't I see that you liked me so much?" Gary moaned as the kiss ended, but Nadia was still hugging him so tight, it seemed liked she did not want it to end. 

She just smiled at him and Nadia replied. "Well, you have me all to yourself now. Oh, by the way...what did you need me to help you with?" she asked with a smile and Nadia saw something in his pants, that she was defiantly going to help him with. But, Nadia figured that Gary would love her help with that. 

He just looked at Nadia and Gary hoped that her flirting with him this way wasn't just because she was just drunk. "I needed your help opening this," he said as he reached into his pants pocket and pulled out a tiny wrapped box and he handed it to Nadia.

"What's this?" she asked with a big smile and Nadia knew that Gary was going to get more than just a blow-job from her. Gary was going to be her first man.

"You have to open it and find out." 

"You didn't have to get me anything." Nadia said with a low and very sexy voice as she took the small box from him. 

He just looked at her pretty face and Gary hoped that just maybe, their love was about to turn down a new road. "I know, but I wanted to. Now open it, woman!" he said with a demanding voice, but she knew he was only teasing. 

"Oh, yes sir!" Nadia giggled as she pulled the tiny bow from the box and she slowly lifted the lip. Her eyes immediately filled with tears and she couldn't believe what she was seeing. 

There was a small, gold locket inside the box and it looked very, very expensive. "Oh my Lord! It's so beautiful, baby! Where did you ever get the money for it?" she asked and Nadia knew that Gary and his mother could barely make ends meet, let alone afford something like this. 

"I did a painting for some rich guy I met last month. He wanted me to paint his wife nude and he paid me a 'shit load' of money for it."

"Oh boy, I bet you enjoyed doing that!" Nadia laughed as she thought of Gary painting the naked woman and how much fun he must have had doing it. 

"Oh yeah, it was a tough job, but somebody had to do it!" Gary laughed as he thought back to the sexy, big breasted woman and her very hot body. 

"I should make you paint a nude one of me. How would you like that?" she asked with a little wink as she pulled the necklace from the box and put it around her neck.

Gary watched her pulling the necklace out and he loved what Nadia said. "That would be awesome, but you do realize that it could take three or four hours a day for the rest of summer," he said with a wide grin, hoping that she really wanted him to paint a picture of her. 

"I'm up for it, but could you take seeing me naked every, single day for three, straight months?" she said with a low, sexy purr and Nadia knew that he'd be doing a little 'more' than painting her. 

"I think so," he replied and Gary loved this. He just wished that it would have happened long before this. 

She stood up and walked across her room to look into a mirror by the door. "Oh Gary, it's so pretty! I'm never going to take it off, ever." Nadia said as more tears filled her eyes and she made her way back to him, but instead of sitting back on the floor, she gently sat on Gary's lap, turned to his left side and she hugged him.

"I'm glad you like. I wanted to give you something that would make you think of me every time you saw it."

She was so close to crying, but Nadia held it in. "Oh baby, I think of you all of the time and now I'm about to show you just how much." Nadia whispered as she leaned to his mouth and they kissed long and deep. Nadia was a very 'oral' girl to begin with and her handsome friend was about to receive some amazing pleasures from her. 

Nadia's tongue slipped into his mouth and Gary gently sucked it, as he looked into Nadia's pretty eyes and he hoped that this wasn't another horrible dream. He kissed her, enjoying Nadia's soft moans and her loving hands caressing his chest and any other place she could reach. 

Gary's right hand reached up to hold Nadia's left breast and she let out a long moan of need. "Oh God, yes! Oh Gary, you always make me feel so damn good!" she whimpered as he squeezed and gently caressed her aching breast, driving her crazy with need.

He softly caressed Nadia's breast, sending waves of pleasure flooding her brain and her very, very needy pussy. Gary slowly traced around her inflated nipple, enjoying her squirming in his arms and her pretty face twisting with pleasure. 

"Oh my God, you're gunna kill me!" Nadia giggled and she quickly stood up.

She saw a hurt look on his face and Nadia leaned down to Gary and she hugged him. "Don't worry baby, I'm coming back and I'll leave on my stockings just for you. I'm just going to freshen up and change my panties and then, I'm 'all' yours! So, you best be ready for one very, very horny girl!" she smiled, kissed him and Nadia ran into her bathroom. 

Gary could not believe what Nadia had just said and what was about to happen. He quickly climbed on her bed, took off his clothes and lay down. His seven and a half inch cock was sticking straight up in the air and it was harder than at any other time in his young life and it was for the beautiful girl in the bathroom washing. 

Nadia washed and she thought of the handsome guy waiting for her just on the other side of the door. They had been friends for a long time and Nadia had always had a 'soft' spot for him and now, he was about to enjoy it. She only wished that Gary had made a pass at her or asked her out sooner, but now she knew that he had been afraid to.

Oh God, my pussy is on fire! She thought with a laugh and Nadia wanted Gary in her. She wanted him to be the first man to enjoy the plentiful fruits of her body and to ease the horrible burning that haunted her day and night. She truthfully wanted someone else, but that was a forbidden kind of love and besides that, he was a married man. Oh well, I think my Gary will be just fine. Nadia thought as she tried her best to get the other man out of her mind and keep all her thoughts on Gary. 

He heard the water turn off and Gary's young cock jumped with joy. He was close to making love with the girl of his dreams and he could not wait. He'd been dreaming of Nadia since the first day he ever had the pleasure of seeing her.

She opened the bathroom door and Gary came close to choking. Nadia was only wearing a big smile and a tiny pair of sheer, powder-blue panties, with her black stockings still on. Nadia's breasts stood proud and her nipples were hard with anticipation of what was to come. 

Nadia walked towards Gary, seeing his penis was hard as a rock and she knew that it was all for her. She climbed on her bed and Nadia carefully lay over Gary, making sure that his very, very stiff penis was resting against her excited pussy. 

"I've wanted this happen for so long and now, I'm finally getting you." Nadia whispered as she started kissing his lips. Slowly at first, but her need quickly took over and Nadia starting kissing him with wanton fever. 

Gary returned her kisses, enjoying her beautiful body on him and his hands touched and caressed every, single inch of Nadia's gorgeous body, not missing a single spot. 

"I wish I would have known how you felt. You are my best friend and I was afraid you'd get mad if I asked you out." Gary said as Nadia's hips started gyrating against him and his hard cock. 

She moaned as his shaft sank into her inflamed pussy slit, spreading her excited lips, making Nadia's head spin with excitement. "No, never!" Nadia whimpered as she moved faster, his stiff penis rubbing her close to an orgasm, but she wanted him in her, before that happened.

"Oh love you and I always will!" Gary moaned as he held her full hips, rocking her back and forth and he knew that Nadia was about to make his life complete. 

Nadia sat up and quickly stood up. "I need my guy in me," she whispered with a big, wide grin as her panties fell to her ankles. She saw his brown eyes fixed on her bare and very excited pussy and she had to smile. 

"See anything you like?" she asked and Nadia slowly lowered herself back down on Gary. She was in the same, exact position as before, but now, her tiny pair of panties were gone, freeing the way for Gary to love her.

He just smiled and pulled her until Nadia was lying flat on him. "I could stay like this forever!" he moaned and he couldn't help but flexing his cock, as he ran his hands up and down her stockings. Her body felt like she was on fire and Gary knew her insides would feel even better. 

"Mmmm, that would be just wonderful, wouldn't it?" Nadia replied with a lustful moan as she started moving her hips in small circles and she knew that it was time. 

"I'm ready, baby. I need you in me, but I gotta tell you something first."

Gary could see a little hint of fear or something on her pretty face and he hoped that she wasn't going to go and change her mind. "What's wrong, sweetie?" he asked as his hands moved up her body, until he was hugging her neck. 

Oh God, I hope she's not backing out! Gary thought as fear raced through him and he felt his cock starting to go down. 

Nadia felt him going down and she figured that he was worried she was changing her mind. "Remember last spring when I got really sick at school?" she said as her hand eased down and Nadia started to stroke him. 

"Yes, I do." Gary replied and he loved the feel of her tiny hand around his cock and it quickly refilled with blood. 

"I had some female problems and um...um...I'm just going to say it. They had to do a lot of tests and things to me and, after all was said and done...they broke my hymen. I hope that you don't mind."

He just smiles at Nadia, pulled her face to his and he gave her a deep and very loving kiss. "Oh girl, you scared the crap out of me! I thought you changed your mind!"

"Mmmm, I'd never do that to you. So, you don't mind if I'm not a virgin?"

"Well, if you think about it, you still are. You can't count a doctor sticking something in you, but after I'm done with this...sweet ass, you won't be!" he said as both his hands slid down to her rounded butt and Gary squeezed it. 

"Oh...you bad, bad boy, saying such nasty stiff to me!" she giggled and Nadia had to have him now. She was done with the small talk and the foreplay. She lifted her hips, guided Gary to her source of need and Nadia carefully eased herself down. 

Gary felt Nadia lift up and when she grabbed his cock and pointed it between her legs; he wanted to scream out with joy. "I've wanted this for so long," he said with a shaky voice as he felt Nadia's warmth and wetness on his cock head. 

"So have I," she smiled lowering herself more, easing him into her tiny hole and Nadia couldn't help but moan as his hardness filled her. She knew that he wasn't the biggest man in the world, but his size was enough to make a young girl feel so good, without being hurt.

Gary could feel his cock-head going into Nadia and it felt like heaven. Her wetness quickly covered it, her warm insides hugged him so tight, Gary fought the urge to cum and he slid deeper into her. 

"Oh fuck!" Gary moaned as Nadia sat completely on him. His cock was all the way in her and he knew nothing in his life, would ever top this. Nadia was a dream come true.

She rested on his chest, loving the feel of Gary's stiff penis inside her body and Nadia knew that leaving for college, was going to be so hard now. She always had a thing for Gary, but he would never ask her out or anything, until now. 

Nadia propped herself up on her arms, while looking into his dark, bedroom eyes and she slowly moved her hips in small, very tight circles. "Oh shit! It feels so fucking good, baby!" she whimpered as his stiffness filled her and Nadia knew that their first time wasn't going to last very long. 

She continued moving slow, while flexing her muscles and Nadia loved the look on Gary's handsome face. It looked as if he was being tortured, but an occasional smile told Nadia he loved every move she made. 

"Oh Gary, I'm so close, baby! I'm so close!" Nadia whimpered louder, she started moving her hips up and down, grinding against him, driving him deeper into her body. She sat on him, moving up and down, twisting her nipples as hard as she could and Nadia felt the fire in her pussy getting worse. 

She moved as fast as she could possible go, fucking him as if he was 'her' whore. The sweet sounds of sex echoed through her bedroom. The wetness oozed from her body, making a loud slurping noise. Their skin slapping together as she rode him hard and fast. Last, but not least, their moans of pleasure. 

Nadia grabbed Gary, hugging him with all of her might and she exploded around him. "Oh fuck! Oh fuck, yes! Oh my God, yes!" she screamed and forgot about the party going on outside. She rode him, driving Gary in and out of her spasming hole, loving him, telling him that she was his for as long as he wanted her. 

Gary felt Nadia lock around him and she came hard. Her warm juices flowed on his cock, her muscles squeezed him tight and her cry of release was all he needed to hear.

"Fuck yes! Oh Nadia! Yes! Yes!" Gary all but yelled as his cock shot stream after stream of his warm seeds deep into her body. He thrust up, squirting his cum into Nadia's wonderful body, the body that he wished, wasn't going two thousand miles away. 

*.

Vince sat up, shook his head in disbelief and he lit up a smoke. "Damn, I'm surprised he lived through that! You could have killed him, girl!" he laughed and looked down to his cock and Vince knew that sleep would not come easy tonight. He was so hard, his balls were hurting. 

"We did it every day, sometimes three or four times a day and we could never get enough of each other." Nadia smiled as she snuggled closer to Vince and that's when she saw that the poor guys problem. 

She slowly reached around him and Nadia ran her index finger over his swollen penis-head and she whispered with a soft, loving voice. "Please, let me fix this for you. I can give you a breathtaking hand-job and I won't ask for anything in return. Well, not yet, that is!" Nadia giggled and she felt his penis jump.

"Are you sure? I'll feel bad getting something so nice and you being left with nothing."

"I'll be just fine. I'm a master at pleasing myself and with you watching while I do it...I'll probably blowup!" Nadia laughed as she thought of Vince watching her while she masturbated and how exciting it would be.

He caressed the side of her face and figured why not. If Nadia wanted to jerk him off while she played with her pussy, he was game. "Only if you're sure," he said and before he had a chance to finish, Nadia laid her head on his thigh, had his cock out and in her tiny hand was stroking him. 

"Mmmm, my sweet, sweet Uncle Vince and I get to make you cum!" Nadia purred as her hand slid up and down his big, and very thick, eight-inch penis. 

Her hand slowly moved up and down him, with her face only inches from the head. Nadia wanted swallow him whole, but she promised to 'only' masturbate him and she was a woman of her word. He was dry and Nadia wanted his penis wet, she leaned over it and let a long drip of saliva drip on him. 

"That's much, much better!" she moaned as her hand slipped effortlessly up and down his hard, slick shaft. 

"Ohhh yes, I'm jerking off my man! My very sexy Uncle and he's all mine now. Aren't you?" Nadia whispered with need in her soft and loving voice as she stroked him faster. 

"Yes!" Vince moaned out as he looked down to Nadia and he couldn't believe just how great this felt. 

He had a few hand-jobs in his life, but none of them came close to this and he knew why. It was because of his beautiful, young niece and she was giving him more pleasure than he could have ever thought possible. 

"Oh yes! God it feels so good holding you in my hands and knowing that you're going to cum all over me!" Nadia whimpered as her left hand slid down her body and to her dripping, wet pussy. She rubbed her hand over it, sending waves of need and want through every, single inch of her body. 

"I want you to love me, soon! If you don't...I'm going to die!" Nadia moaned as she teased her swollen clit, running her middle finger down her wet and very sloppy center, wishing that it was Vince touching her. 

He watched Nadia playing with herself and he felt so bad for agreeing to this. Vince reached down, pushed her hand away and he quickly took over. He rubbed; he caressed and teased her with everything he knew, driving her crazy. 




Nadia



Nadia turned on her back, spreading her legs wide, enjoying every touch, while she continued pleasing him with her right hand. She squirmed with every touch and loving caress of his big hand. He gently teased her swollen and aching clit and it was as if, he knew what she needed. 

Nadia knew that he would be a great lover and she was right. He was about to give her the best orgasm of her young life and he was only fingering her. She could only imagine how wonderful it was going to be when he took her. 

"Oh Uncle Vince, it's so fucking good!" Nadia squealed, arching her back high in the air, giving him the 'ok' to do anything and everything he wanted, but he just played with her pussy. 

He looked back to her hand as it stroked him. Nadia's face was filled with need and Vince knew what she wanted. She needed him to ease the pain and loneliness she was feeling, but he still needed a little more time. So, he rubbed deeper, deep into her wet, womanly folds of flesh, loving her wild cries of need. 

"Oh my God, yes! Make me cum! I wanta cum for you! Please!" Nadia cried out as his big fingers probed her most private place, driving her close to an explosion like never before. 

He rubbed more and Vince had a great idea. He slipped his hand down the front of her dripping panties, against her bare pussy and he sank two fingers deep into Nadia. 

"Oh my fucking go...oh fuck! Oh fuck!" Nadia screamed and she was so glad that they were alone and that no one lived close by or they would have thought that she was being murdered. 

She moved her hips in time with his fingers and Nadia didn't even realize that she stooped jerking him off. She was lost in his touch and his big fingers fucking her lonely pussy. 

"Yes! Make me cum! Make me cum, please!" she screamed again as her wide hips bucked wildly under his hand and Nadia was so close she could practically taste it.

"Fuck me! Fuck me!" Nadia begged him, hoping like hell that he would end the horrible loneliness that haunted her day and night. 

Vince could feel her muscles getting tighter around his fingers and he knew that his baby girl was close. He eased another finger deep in her, she screamed again and he kept fucking her fast. 

"Oh fuck! Oh God! Fuck me, make cu..." Nadia screamed out and something very wonderful happed. She was cuming on her Uncle's big fingers. 

Her hips lifted high in the air, shoving them to him and Nadia screamed louder than ever. "Oh yes! Yes! Oh God, yes! I'm cuming! I'm cuming for you! I God, I love it! Oh my God, yes! Yes!" she screamed as he just kept on fingering her fast and as deep as he could shove them in her body.

"That's my girl. Oh yeah! My sweet, sweet baby girl," he smiled and after she exploded at least four more times for him, he slowed his pace, until he gently eased them from her body. 

Nadia lay helpless on the floor and it felt like her insides had been turned, inside out. "Holy hell, I hope it feels that good when you're ready to take me!" she giggled as she panted for air and something came to mind. She was supposed to have been helping him and in the heat of the moment, she had forgotten all about him. 

"I sure do owe you a 'big' favor now. You got me going so good, I forgot about you." Nadia said as her sexy, lower lip came out and now, she really wanted to return the favor, but she was worried that he'd get mad at her. 

"Maybe after you rest, you can help me."

"I um...kinda want to take things up a little. You did something wonderful for me and you really should...let me do something nice for you too." Nadia purred as she reached to hold him in her right hand, gently stroking him. 

She shifted her body and her lips were less than an inch from his penis. Nadia looked up and into his eyes and she could see the need Vince was feeling. Nadia smiled, opened her mouth and she gently sucked him inside. 

Vince didn't have a chance to reply or say anything at all. Nadia took him deep into her mouth and she was sucking him as if she was a baby, nursing. "Oh fuck!" Vince moaned as he ran his hand over her soft hair. 

She gently nursed his cock, moving her head up and down his ridged shaft, moaning and slurping like a crazy woman and he loved it. He lifted his hand and gave her an easy slap on her full behind. He wanted it harder, but he did not want Nadia to bite off his cock either. 

His big hand felt so good on her butt and Nadia wanted more. She pulled from him, looked up and growled. "Do it...like you mean it!" And she went back to pleasing her man, taking him deeper, until he was gagging her, but Nadia wasn't about to stop. 

Vince smiled, lifted his hand high in the air and he brought it down on her right cheek.

'SLAP!' 

Nadia jerked from him and screamed. "Oh fuck...yes!" And just like before, she went right back to pleasing Vince. She sucked harder, waiting for his big hand to slap her big butt and Nadia got her wish.

'SLAP!'

"Oh God, that feels so fuckin' good! More...more!" Nadia growled with need and she couldn't wait for him slap her ass, while he fucked her crazy. She could see his penis deep in her, while his big hands slapped her ass and what a turn-on it would be. 

"I've created a monster!" Vince laughed as he rolled her on to her stomach, giving her better access to suck him and he could now reach both of her full, round ass-cheeks. He reached to her right cheek, he grabbed it and Vince squeezed with all of his strength.

Her soft panties felt so good against his fingers, Vince could feel his cock jump and it was going to be so hard not to take Nadia right now. He wanted her so bad, he could practically taste her, but he still needed a little more time to let all of this soak in. Nadia was his niece and he wasn't just going to jump in head first, without thinking it through.

Nadia sucked him, while her eyes watched the pleasure on his rugged face and she knew that he was going to kill her when they made love. She sucked deeper, until he touched the back of her throat and Nadia let out a 'fake' gagging noise.

"Arrggg! Oh yes! Uncle Vince, it's so good when you fuck my mouth like this! Do it harder! Fuck my face! Fuck...my...face! Please!" she begged with a soft and very innocent voice, knowing he would love it. 

Vince could not believe Nadia and how hot she was. If she offered the same things to her husband as she was to him, he was a fucking retard for not pleasing Nadia. 

"Oh, you sexy, little bitch!"

"I'm your sexy, little bitch and I need you so bad! You should fuck me and end our pain once and for all." Nadia panted with need and she hoped that Vince would fuck her. She knew that he wanted her, just as badly as she wanted him.

"Come on, do it, fuck me! Fuck your sexy nieces' pussy! I know you want me! You're dying to fuck me!" she moaned as she lifted her hips to his big hand and Nadia saw a new look in his dark eyes. He looked like a crazy animal about to fuck his bitch.

"Come on, fuck me...now! Ram that big, fucking piece of meat up my pussy and fuck it! Make me your woman...or better yet, make me your bitch!"

That was all Vince could take. At last, he was going to give in to his animal instinct and make love to his sexy niece. He turned on his back, smiled to Nadia and he motioned for her to get on him. 

Nadia's heart all but jumped from her chest and she couldn't get on him fast enough. Tears of joy were running down her face, dripping on her breast and down on her wonderful Uncle. 

"I love you so much," she sobbed as she reached down to pull her wet panties over and guide him to her source of need. He filled her tiny pussy with no effort at all. Her insides spread open and received him as if they had been making love to each other for years.

Vince held Nadia's hips as she gently sank down of his stiff cock. He slipped into her, like a hot knife into butter. "Oh yes! Sweet, sweet girl!" he moaned as his cock sank completely into her.

"Yes! Oh yes!" Nadia whimpered as Vince, her Uncle, took her. "I love you so much!" she cried as he held her in his strong arms and Nadia knew that she would never leave his side. She was his, heart and soul. 

"Oh baby girl, I love you too." Vince whispered as she lay completely on him, making sure that his stiff cock was as deep in her, as it could possibly go.

"I'm never leaving your side and I don't care if anyone finds out about us or not." Nadia said as she kissed his lips, loving the feel of his penis so deep in her. 

"I'm never letting you go...how does that sound?" Vince smiled up to Nadia as he enjoyed the warm and tight confines of his nieces' body. 

"That's what I've always wanted, to be my Uncles lover and now, it's finally happening," she moaned and Nadia started to move her hips back and forth, but making sure that she stayed completely against his body.

He held her as Nadia slowly rocked her hips and Vince loved the way that she kept her body so close to his. He ran his hands over her back, gently caressing as he slowly moved down her body. 

Nadia moaned when his hands found her ass and if they hadn't been sharing such an intimate moment together, Nadia would have been begging for him to slap her ass. 

"The next time...we...do...this," she panted as her hips rocked faster. "I want you to...slap it! I love when you slap it. It drives me crazy!" 

"Anything you want, baby girl!" Vince grunted as he thrust his hips up, driving his cock to Nadia's core. 

She fell on his chest when he thrust up, but Nadia kept moving her hips back and forth. It wasn't fast, but it wasn't slow either, it was perfect and she knew that it would not be very much longer until she would be exploding around him. 

"I'm so close. So, so close. So close." she whimpered as her hips moved, his big hands caressed her ass and his big penis slipped in and out of her. 

Her hugged Nadia tight, loving her soft moans of need and pleasure. "Is my baby girl ready to cum?" Vince asked as he caressed and squeezed her full ass, pushing her down, driving his cock deeper into Nadia.

"Yeah," she whimpered as he grabbed her butt and he shoved her closer to him. It felt as if she was inside him, in his soul and Nadia never wanted this to end. 

"Come on then, cum on your Uncle!" 

"I'm trying." Nadia moaned as she moved her hips, trying to cum, but she couldn't. "I can't, something isn't right."

Vince could see that his girl was in pain and that she needed his help. He grabbed Nadia and he rolled on top of her. "I bet you'll cum now," he smiled down to her and Vince went to work.

He started thrusting in and out of Nadia's dripping pussy. He pushed in her so hard; he lifted her ass from the bed. Her small breasts were sloshing around, their skin slapped together and her wetness made a wonderful sound as he used Nadia. 

"Oh God! Uncle Vince, yes! Yes! Oh my God, yes! Yes! Oh yes!" Nadia screamed as he hammered her tiny pussy just as if she was nothing but a whore and Nadia loved it. 

He knew what she needed, so he lifted both her legs up to his shoulders and Vince drew back his right hand. 

'SLAP!'

"Oh fuck! Yes! Yes! More...more!" Nadia screamed as the wonderful stinging from her ass, raced all over her body and straight between her legs. 

'SLAP!'

His big left hand swung down to her other cheek and that was all Nadia needed. She exploded around him with a force that Nadia had never, ever thought possible, until this very moment. 

"Yes, I'm cuming! I'm cuming for you! I'm cuming! Oh my God, I'm cuming for you!"

Her insides felt like she was being turned inside out. Nadia's pussy pinched up so hard, it hurt, but there was no way to stop it. Her heart pounded deep in her chest, her blood raced through her body so fast, it felt like she was going to faint. 

He kept right on loving her and Vince loved the feel of her tiny pussy cuming around his cock. It felt like it was sucking him and he knew that he wasn't going to last but a few more seconds. He pumped her faster, looking down to her pretty face as he remembered all of the times in the past, when she had turned him on.

"Oh shit! That's it! That's my girl!" Vince yelled as he started shooting stream after long stream of cum to her core. 

Nadia felt him filling her and she started cuming again. "Oh my God, yes! Oh it's so hot! So hot!" she cried out as her head rocked from side to side, enjoying his seeds filling her body, fulfilling her life-long dream of Vince loving her. 

*.

The next morning, Nadia woke to the warm sun across her body and she had never felt better in her life. She looked around the room for Vince, but he wasn't there.

"I wonder where he went?" she said with a yawn and a very big stretch. She slowly sat up, grabbed his cigarettes and lit one. She took a long drag, held the smoke and slowly blew it out. 

"That's what I'm talkin' about!" Nadia smiled as she took another puff and figured she should heat some water and clean up. Her lower body felt like a glazed doughnut. It was fun last night, but now it was very gross. 

She walked across the room and to the kitchen. Nadia turned the faucet and she had a wonderful surprise. Vince had fixed the water and it was nice and hot, perfect for a well needed shower. 

That's my man!" Nadia smiled and she went to her cloths, found a blouse, a pair of jeans and a skimpy pair of panties and she went to shower.

Vince came in the house and he heard the water running. "I should go join her sweet ass and have some morning fun!" he said and Vince felt his cock quickly filling with blood. 

"What the fuck!" he laughed and went towards the bathroom as fast as he could. Once there, he stripped, opened the shower door and he stepped in. 

"I thought that you might like some company," he smiled and pulled her against him and his hard cock. 

Nadia smiled when she saw him and when he pulled her to him, Nadia loved the feel of his hardness. "I think he's lonely too." Nadia said with a little wink and she wanted him in her right now. No fooling around, no teasing, no foreplay, she just needed him to down right fuck her. 

She turned to face the wall, turned to look at him and Nadia said. "Fuck me and don't stop until one of us dies!"

He stepped towards her, grabbed a big handful of her hair, pulled her head back and he did as she wanted. Vince rammed his cock in her so far and so deep, he lifted her tiny feet from the floor. 

"Is this what you wanted?" he growled in her ear as he hammered her pussy with no mercy or regard. He was just plain ol' fucking her like a whore and Nadia was screaming for him to do it harder.

"Yes! Fuck me! Fuck me, harder! Harder! Harder!"

Vince was going crazy as rammed up into his new lover, enjoying her insides hugging him and her wetness covering his swollen cock. He leaned to her shoulder and he sucked hard, hoping that he could mark her, brand Nadia as his. Vince loved giving his woman a good, dark hicky and Nadia was moaning as he did it.

"Oh God yes! Suck it! Mark me! Let the entire world know that I'm yours!" Nadia squealed as Vince sucked, nibble and plain out ate her shoulders, like some kind of wild beast. 

He moved to her neck and Nadia went wild. He sucked as hard as he could and Nadia just screamed for more. He went from side to side, sucking her neck, biting it hard, knowing that she was going to look as if she had been gang-banged. 

"Yes! Oh my, God! Yes! Oh God, I love it!" Nadia screamed as his sharp teeth sank into the soft flesh of her tender neck and she loved it.

His penis continued to ram in her, his teeth devoured her neck and Nadia couldn't take it anymore. She exploded. "Oh fuck! Oh fuck, yes! My God!" she squealed and her body went crazy. She started jerking, her pussy locked around him like a vise and something else happened. Nadia started pissing all over the tub and on Vince.

He held Nadia as she exploded and she felt so good. Vince knew that no other woman would ever enjoy his cock ever again. Nadia would be his last woman.

"Oh fuck!" Vince yelled as he shot stream after stream of hot cum deep into her warm body and he went back to eating right side of her neck. He chewed it hard, while his cock filled the sexy, young women's body.

*.

Nadia stood in front of the mirror and she could not believe what she saw. It looked as if she had been attacked by a band of horny vampires. "Oh lord, look at this!" she laughed, turning to see Vince drying himself with a towel. 

"See what you did to me?"

"Don't you like it?"

"I love it, but I hope that nobody comes around for a few months!"

"I plan on doing it every, single time I make love to you," he said with a laugh, reaching over to slap her ass.

"Ouch! I just hope that Mom or Donny doesn't come up here."

"Fuck them! You're old enough to know what you want and besides that...when was the last time that you've ever heard of people our age being arrested for incest?"

"True, but you know how Mom can be. She'll have a heat attack or something!"

Vince laughed as he stood with his simi-hard cock pointed to Nadia. "Trust me, she has a few secrets of her own, so don't worry about her," he said as he watched Nadia drop her towel and she started put on a sheer pair of white panties. 

"Oh yeah, like what?" Nadia asked as she pulled up her newest and sexiest panties and when she looked towards Vince, Nadia loved his hard penis pointed to her. 

"Does that thing ever take a nap?" she giggled and Nadia had a good idea that she would never been horny, as long as he was around. 

Vince just gave her a wink as his eyes roamed over her very sexy, lower body. "Hell no, when I'm near you...he's always like this! And as far as your Mom goes, just don't worry. If she does show up or starts anything...I'll take care of her," he smiled and Vince knew there was no way that Nadia was going finish dressing yet. He wanted to play a little bit more. 

Vince started walking towards her and when he got to her, he made sure that his stiff cock was tucked between Nadia's legs. "I love these. I hope you can buy more, just like them," he moaned as he reached behind Nadia and he grabbed her ass and slowly ran his hands over the soft panties. 

"Mmmm, you're going end up screwing me to death on our first day." Nadia moaned as she rested against him and she was at his mercy once again.

"Nah, I'd never do that to my girl," he whispered in her ear and he moved down to the side of her neck. He started sucking it like before, hard, but Vince knew it turned her on as much as it did him.

"Oh my God! You turn me on so fucking much!" she moved and Nadia couldn't resist moving her hips forward and backward, teasing his penis as it moved delicately over her already, wet pussy. 

"I should bend you over the bed and get some more of this sweet stuff."

"Tonight...I want you to take my butt. I've never had that and I can't wait to feel it."

"I could do it now." Vince said to her as his hands caressed over Nadia's ass. 

"Mmmm, don't tempt me." Nadia purred as she enjoyed him touching her and she was really thinking about letting him take her right now. 

"Come on, it'll be fun."

"No, let's do it tonight. We'll snuggle by the fire, turn each other on and then, you can have it." Nadia smiled as she leaned forward to kiss him.

"What if I just throw you over the bed and have my way with you?"

"You'd never do that to me." Nadia smiled as she reached to caress his face. 

"You never know...I'm really horny."

"Maybe you could show me how you plan on taking it. How would that be?" she asked as she moved away from him and Nadia walked to lay face-down on the bed. 

Vince saw her laying there and he loved the sight of Nadia's full, round ass and the awesome panties covering it. "Oh shit! I should do it right now." Vince said as he carefully lay on her back, pointing his cock down towards Nadia's wet pussy and quickly started chewing on her neck and shoulders. 




Nadia



I had been thinking that this trip for work would be something of a break from the teasing, the taunting, the domination and the humiliation. Not that I was sure I needed a break from being your toy, but the way you've been using me leaves my head spinning. Perhaps, I thought, what I need is a break to clear my head. Then I can reassert myself.

Two days in this strange city and no message from you. I know you're snowed under at the office, so it's not entirely surprising, but when we're in the same city you won't let a day go past without texting me an order to "Go to the men's room, stroke it hard and send me a picture."

And just as I'm thinking that maybe I don't need the shame, that maybe I should slow down and step away, my phone lights up.

"What's your hotel and room#?"

I hesitate... for a second.

"Good boy. And since you've been such a good boy recently I arranged a treat. This friend of mine is super cute and she's going to blow your mind."

My heart starts pounding. A reward while I'm away? I can't deny that I've had some of the most incredible orgasms of my life while submitting to you, but the idea of just hooking up with a cute girl? My cock thickens in my pants at the thought of what might be to come.

In almost no time there's a knock at the door.

You weren't kidding. This girl is seriously cute. Petite and gorgeously curvy, long dark hair tumbling down around her face, smooth, flawless skin and smoky, fuck-me eyes. She's wearing a tight top that her plump breasts are almost slipping out of, and a short, light skirt that looks like it would fly up if she span around. She so much smaller than me, but she has me frozen to the spot as she teasingly bites on her lip and looks me up and down.

"Hi I'm Nadia. Do I... uh, have the right room?

"I think so, I just got a text..." I hold the door open for her and she slips past, brushing, too-hard, against me.

"Yeah, our... mutual friend said I should meet you," she says as she wanders further into the room, idly looking things over. "I guess it's weird to meet so suddenly, but..." I can't take my eyes off this girl's ass! Her figure, her legs are just making my mind reel. "Well, she said you would probably be really horny," I raise an eyebrow and give her a half smile, "and, um, I suppose so am I." My cock pulses and throbs as she turns to face me. Running her hands up her body she brushes them over her breasts and sighs, "To tell you the truth... I think I'm always horny."

"I... see..." My mouth is dumb, my mind full of fevered images of what's to come. This gorgeous little sex bomb, bent over the hotel desk, pink pussy dripping as I fill it again and again and again with my full, throbbing cock. In bed, limbs tangled as we kiss, bodies moving, sweat on sweat, how tight will her pussy be on me? She's so petite, God she's going to be dynamite. An image of her fingers curling around my throbbing erect member, pulling it hungrily to her lips... I stand, kind of idiotically frozen as she bites her lip and runs her hands back down to pinch the hem of her short skirt.

"So why don't we get started?" She purrs and I can't agree more. I'm about to make my move towards her when she cuts me off with a grin, and lifts up the front of her skirt. "Why don't you crawl over her, get my cock out of my panties and suck it hard like a good girl?" Under her skirt are tiny pink panties stretched over an already bulging, fattening cock. And it looks like a big cock.

"Woah!" Mind blown, as promised, I take two steps back. How did I not guess this was going to happen? "I thought you were... I mean... I'm not... I'm not into..." the stupid words just keep dropping off my tongue as I stammer. I might've known you wouldn't let something like a business trip stop you from messing with my mind. And Jesus! How is she such a small girl with such a big fucking cock?!

"Oh?" She sways her hips, keeps the front of her skirt lifted, teases me with that panty-wrapped cock. "She was very clear with me. She said that if I wanted my cock sucking tonight there was a very good sissy girl waiting for me in this hotel." What do I do? My mind whirls - I was feeling in control, I was ready to slow things down. Some part of me decides to try to stop, not to go through with it.

"Listen, she was just playing with us, I mean me... sorry you came from... wherever, but... I'm not into cocks, or sucking cocks or..."

"Really? That's not what I hear." Her voice is low and teasing. "I have a big cock, you know. You can tell already right? You like the way it bulges out the top like this? It's getting hard already just looking at you, you're such a sexy boy. Don't you want to see how big it gets? Just feel it swell in your mouth?"

"... No, I don't think..." But even to me my stammering sounds unconvincing. Suddenly there's steel in her voice and fire in her eyes as she cuts me off.

"Let me put it this way, I was told I was going to get my cock sucked. And I'm not fucking leaving until I get my cock fucking sucked. So get down on your knees like a good slut and SUCK MY COCK."

"N-no! Seriously, this is just a joke that..."

But now she's moving toward me, suddenly her hands are on my shoulders and she's looking up straight into my eyes. When she speaks, her voice is soft and sweet again. "I've got just the thing a naughty girl like you needs - a big fat cock, two big heavy balls just... aahn..." she closes her eyes and moans, "so full of cum for you. And two big titties too. Maybe later you can suck on my nipples while I straddle you, and you can jerk me off again so I cum all over your sexy body? How does that sound? Ooooh fuck these panties aren't going to hold much longer..."

"But..." But for some reason... I can't stand up. She's pushing me down and I don't have the strength to resist. I drop slowly to my knees in front of Nadia and look up, my face a mixture of shame and lust and anger and defeat. She doesn't lift her skirt again, she just stands there, hands on hips looking down triumphantly.

"Well, what are you waiting for, slut? Under the skirt, slut. Suck it, slut. Suck it hard."

And of course, of course I find myself moving. Without thinking, cheeks scarlet, I lean forward, lift her skirt up... and let it fall back down over my head. Up close, so close, inches from her now and I can smell her cock. Trapped under her skirt it's overpowering. And the tiny pink pouch is not containing her at all any more. There's thickening cock meat just clearly visible outside it. I reach my hands up, fingers trembling, and tug at the waist band on either side. Tug. Tug. And on the third tug the panties slip and Nadia's rapidly hardening prick springs up before me. It's still not totally erect, but God it's already so big. Six inches maybe... and the head is already wet and... Oh hell! What am I thinking?! I should be kicking this girl out not... not opening my lips into a wet O and leaning forwards more as I push her panties down to her feet and... oh no! Let her pulsing, hardening shaft slide over my waiting, obedient tongue.

"Ahhhh! Good girl!" she moans. "Suck that cock hard." And to my shock and shame, I close my lips around her... and suck her hard. My tongue teases the head of her cock while my lips are hot wet and tight on her shaft going up and down, slowly, gently, feeling her swell and get longer and harder. 8 inches maybe. More! She pushes me away for a second and strips off her skirt, but in moments her hands are in my hair and she's bringing my mouth back, back to her shining fuck-stick.

I kneel in my hotel room, mouth full of cock, debased and submitting to this sex-bomb she-male, and... fuck... I'm getting hard too.

But Nadia shows me that this first time will have nothing to do with my pleasure. Suddenly she seizes my head with her hands. Strong for so slight a girl, she holds my head in place... and then she fucks my mouth. Suddenly her hips are moving and she's face-fucking me with the full length of her massive cock. The girth of it stretches my lips wide and the length of it gags me every time as she just humps, using me as a fucktoy, a hole to fuck with her gorgeous cock. Her balls slap my chin, and I spit and gasp and hold on as she reams my mouth and ploughs her thick cock back and forth over my tongue.

And then almost without warning she's tensing, her balls are rising and my eyes are widening in shock. No. She's not going to cum in my mouth that's... that's... But I don't get a say here. She's holding me in place, not letting me go, fucking my mouth and then unstoppably, massively, she's cumming. She's cumming in my mouth, in my throat and she's grunting "take it slut, take it..." And like a good slut. I take it. Every last drop.



Nadia and Her Family Ch. 01



Nadia had been toying with her juicy pussy, trying desperately to get herself off when her brother, Bobby passed by her room after a shower.

"Jeez sis, couldn't you wait five minutes till I finished my shower?" asked Bobby with a stupid grin on his face.

"Oh, Bobby baby, I need to get off sooo bad, I am sooo horny thinking of you baby!" moaned Nadia with lust.

"Well, what are big brothers for?" replied Bobby as he removed his towel and revealed his 8 1/2 inch dick.

Ever since Nadia's 18th birthday, Bobby made sure she was taken care of, keeping her as his little cock-slut.

"Let me suck on that monster cock while you lick my sweet pussy till I cum!"

"What the lady wants the lady gets!" and with that Bobby jumped into a nasty 69 and started greedily licking out every last bit of pussy juice and playing with her engorged clit.

"Oh Bobby, if you keep on sucking my little clit, I'm gonna cum!" 

"Well baby sister, if you stop sucking my cock I'm never going to help you get some relief ever, ever again, understand?"

Obviously she did, because she started to suck like never before, juicing it up with saliva and deep throating it like a woman possessed, while rubbing my balls.

I decided I'd give her what she needed, shoving two fingers in and out as fast as possible while flicking the nub of her clit with my tongue.

"Ohh Bobby, keep going, yeah, Ohh, yeah, I'm going to cum so bad!"

I stick a finger into her wet pussy and rubbed it at the entrance of her arse. putting pressure on her rosebud till it opened up.

I could cense her fast approaching orgasm, so I decided to blow her brains out. I licked her ass while ramming two fingers in her pussy and another is her butt. 

"Ohh, I'm cumming, yeah Bobby, yeah, Ohhh, now, yeahh..."

"Ohh Bobby" she moaned, coming off her orgasmic rocket, "That was the best orgasm I've ever had, baby, only you can make me cum that baad!"

"Yeah, I always like to help, but maybe you could help me with a little problem of my own?"

"Oh no, big brother hasn't cum yet, maybe I can help with that!" And so she reached over and started to slowly jerk his big cock till it was half erect.

"Would big brother like to fuck his little sisters hot pussy and cum in me?"

"Do you need an answer to that question? Get your sexy ass over here!"

Bobby lay down on the bed while Nadia slid down onto his now fully erect cock. She stopped as the head was just above her pussy and let it rub back and forth, back and forth.

"Not today sis, I'm too horny, stop teasing me!"

And with that he grabbed her shoulders and nailed her down until her clit was touching his pubic hair.

"Awwwwweeee, Ooooooohhhhhhh, Bobby, that was too much baby, give me a second to adjust."

"Oh no, not tonight, you wanted to act like a little slut, fingering your little pussy in front of your big brother, than your gonna get treated like a slut, starting now!"

Bobby started pummeling his dick into her cunt like a steam engine, trying desperately to get his rock off.

"How does it feel to be a little slut?"

"Oh..yeah, It..feels..so..good...big..brother...keep...pounding...my...tight...pussy!" 

After pumping away, Bobby was getting tired so he flipped her over into a doggie style position.

"Now whore, I want you to close your eyes and grind on my dick!"

Nadia started flying back and forth, pushing their bodies together, enjoying the sensation of his balls slapping her ass.

Nobody heard the door open as Julian Roberts walked into the house to find clothes all over the floor and the musky scent of pussy filling the room. 'Hmm, curious.' So he went to investigate. As he walked further he could hear the loud sounds of hot sex. He walked cautiously to the door of his daughter, Nadia's room and stared in disbelief as he saw his daughter fucking his son. He quickly retreated to his room and couldn't get the picture out of his head. He couldn't help but to get horny, hearing the noises and watching the pictures play in his mind. He decided 'Fuck It' and stripped to his boxers. He quietly walked towards Nadia's room again and stood in the doorway.

Nadia's eyes were closed but Bobby could see his father with his hand in his pants, jerking his stiff cock. Bobby winked at his father and stopped fucking her. 

"Ooh, Bobby, don't stop! Keep fucking me with that monster of yours!" moaned Nadia in ecstasy as her brother shoved his prick back into her hot, dripping pussy. 

"Sis, you are insatiable, now shut your slutty little mouth and suck your daddy's big, fat cock!"

Nadia moaned again as she saw her daddy rip off his boxers and pull out his giant 9 1/2 inch pole out of his pants. 'Hmm, now I know where his son gets it!'

Julian was so horny that he couldn't wait for her to try to suck his cock so he started fucking her face, while bobby helped pushing it down by fucking Nadia as hard as possible.

"Yeah, look at that, my little daughter can suck almost as good as her mom, but can she take this?"

And with that jet after jet of hot cum came pouring out of his cock. Nadia could barely keep it all in but somehow managed to swallow it. Julian's orgasm sent off hers for the third time today.

"Ohh bro, cum in my pussy, I want to feel you shoot it into me, come on bro, in my pussy, yeah!"

That was all the encouragement Bobby needed as he released shot after shot of hot cum.

Nadia sat between her daddy and her brother, lying with their shrinking cocks and scooping off cum, while they played with her tits and cunt.

"There you go baby, did big brother and daddy help you?" 

"You wouldn't believe it, but I still feel empty!"

"Well, maybe I'll be able to help you out!"

They all jumped as their mother and wife, Bianca, was standing there naked, playing with her cunt and pinching her nipples... 



Nadia and the Glass Room



Hello reader,

My name is Hobblenock the horny hob-goblin, and it is my duty to write about events past and present that most folk hardly know about. The few that do know wish that they didn't, but being a horny hob-goblin makes it difficult for me to dislike any of the events that will be put into written word.

I should start at the beginning, but my brain ( being where it is ) doesn't function normally.

But all will be revealed, 'Heh, Heah!', if you see what I mean.

Time to write the story but I'm not Russian... I'll take My time.... 

*

It was a grey day, like one of the many grey days in Alterville. The overbearing sky was covered by a pattern of billowing grey clouds. Large crows always seemed to circle like black vultures, claiming the view overhead while the other birds avoided it. They perched on the gothic buildings of various height that punctured the scene, each making their contribution to a city that lacked any kind of colour.

A confused-looking man was wandering along one of it's many streets, trying to find his location on a map he was holding, but without much success. His only companion had been the constant noise of the traffic until the droning sound of a large-engined vehicle increased behind him. He turned to see a black limousine creeping along at his side, the make of which he didn't recognise.

It was a large, robust machine with unremarkable styling and looked Russian in design. He tried to catch a glimpse of a face inside but all he could see was a confused man holding a map. The blackened windows disguised its occupiers, making him nervous as the unseen watched him from within.

Fortunately, his growing apprehension didn't last long as the whirring of the automatic window revealed the drivers face.

It was the face of a man in his early 30's, although his tired features made him look like a person of 45. He looked drained and pale with dark shadows around a pair of red-rimmed eyes that seemed to be making a great effort to stay open. He wondered what the driver wanted. He surely couldn't have stopped to ask for directions.

"That will be no good to you.", said the driver. He adjusted his cap, his long hair hanging out the sides all tangled and dry like it was trying to escape in a last attempt to find life.

"I'm looking for Preston street."

The driver gave a bigger smile, finding amusement in his question then replied, " You won't find it. The street names have been taken away, they have no names any more."

The man approached the car, puzzled and even more confused than before.

"I need to find Preston street, my cousin Michelle invited me to stay for a while."

"Ahh! The trap!" . He laughed quietly to himself and turned to look at the road ahead.

"They put this place on the map but they never visit. They stopped coming here a long while ago because they disappear you know. There are no names and that map is totally wrong."

The man on the street looked distraught and bemused, he stared in the hope of finding some answer.

"If you have any sense my friend, get out and go back home. You don't want to be here."

The smile left his tired face and changed into a look of concern.

"Look... It is getting late. Why don't you get in and you can stay at our place until morning. Then you can get out of here and never come back, never give it another thought and carry on with your life."

He gazed upward at a sky which seemed to be more dark and sinister in the fading light of the late afternoon. The driver seemed genuinely concerned for him and he didn't look like he had the strength to do him any harm. His fingers tapped on the steering wheel, indicating that he would not wait much longer. He let out a long, laboured breath and turned to look at him once more, looking impatient if he had the energy to do so.

"Well?.. You could stay out here and find yourself somewhere to stay the night but I wouldn't recommend it."

Having made his decision, the man reached for the door which glided open to the comfort of leather and luxury. He stepped inside and the limousine eased itself away from the pavement to join the emptying road, taking him to a destination that he would seriously regret in the future.

The inside had been tastefully furnished and was very refined, contrasting with the vehicles box design exterior. The engine made a deep, powerful droning sound that relaxed him and took away most of his doubts about accepting the drivers offer. He was happy to be off the city streets that seem so alien but felt puzzled and angry that his cousin had deceived him as it was not in her nature to do so.

"I cannot believe that Michelle would deceive me this way", he said, trying to convince himself.

The driver remained emotionless and concentrated on the road. His tried eyes where visible in the rear-view mirror, continuously looking from the road to the back seat, unable to conceal his apprehension about having a stranger in the car.

"This place changes people. It changed me and it will change you."

There was a sound like another automatic window and a thick pane of glass began to rise between the driver and his passenger.

"Sorry... Safety measures... It's for my own protection while I'm driving."

He could understand the drivers cautionary measure, but a part of him started to feel uneasy about the situation. He took a quick glance at the door handle and wondered if they where locked and weather he could escape if anything was to happen.

His rational side told him that nothing could happen and that he was just being paranoid. After all, there where barriers in most taxi cabs that protected drivers and that never bothered him before. Something else was wrong an it felt like another pair of eyes where intently watching him. He looked behind at what he first thought was another partition and realised that it was another of the cars blackened windows.

Nadia was curled-up on the long, soft leather seat like a contented cat. She was happy with her new catch and this one showed great promise. He had a good build and a face that was appealing with a rough, wild look that just had to be tamed. And it would be tamed because she was Nadia and Nadia always got what she wanted.

The insides of her thighs slowly and subtly rubbed together in her tightly fitting skirt as she stretched along the back seat. One of her elegantly arched feet reached down towards the floor and began to search around for a flap situated in the soft carpet. This was expertly flicked back to reveal a red button that her perfect nylon covered toes pressed with great ease.

The trap had been triggered effortlessly and soon the stranger would belong to her.

The air conditioned car was the right temperature but an uncomfortable sweat began to grow all over him. He tried to remain composed but began to feel more like a prisoner trapped between two panes of glass. A strong, flowery scent that seemed sharp and acidic began permeate the air around him. He looked down to where the smell was coming from to see a purple, cloudy haze beginning to rise from the floor. It rapidly began to swirl and build in the area around him, filling his lungs with a potent mixture that began to have a weakening effect on him. He desperately tried to bash his fist against the glass but the toxic gas was sapping all his strength and he only managed a feeble tap. His pulse began to race but he felt weak, scrambling helplessly towards the car door. He reached out in a last attempt for the handle but a part of him already knew that it was locked. The purple haze grew stronger and faded to blackness as he began to lose consciousness. In his last seconds of confusion he thought that he heard a distant sound of a woman's laughter before collapsing to the floor.

The garage was well lit with strip lights that ran down the middle of the metal structured roof. Rectangles of light reflected on a collection of limousines that all looked the same, but hidden in each was a device to trap any unaware passenger inside. The only exception was a vehicle which had purple smoke escaping from it like there was a strange fire burning within its middle.

Nadia sat impassively on the back seat as the car door was opened by her faithful driver. She turned to face him while gracefully removing herself from the limousine but didn't acknowledge his presence.

His worn face was greeted with a robust slap but he remained docile, looking down at the ground to avoid her stare. He no longer had enough strength to offer much resistance against the cruel but alluring woman, struggling to keep his balance as the toxic gas weakened him further.

"You don't warn any of my potential clients about Alterville, understand?"

"Yes miss.", he replied. Still looking down at the ground.

Patches of purple cloud still drifted around them. She took a deep breath and sighed as her driver struggled to stay upright.

"You managed to persuade him into the car so I suppose you did as I requested eventually...."

She removed his cap then gently tugged at the man's lifeless hair to pull his head back.

"You have permission to come up to my room and claim your reward. It's more than you deserve but I'm feeling generous tonight."

She strutted smoothly out of the garage, the security lights outside transforming her into a seductive, black silhouette before disappearing from his view. Her voice was still present, hanging in the atmosphere and both just as poisonous.

"I will need some entertainment later after I've finished with you.... Take our guest to the glass room..."

His name was Glen Fisher but he didn't feel like Glen Fisher any more. That was part of the past when he felt like somebody, when there had been no Alterville and no Nadia.

Once he had little freedom when working as a sales representative, traveling the country for long periods of time and only managing to see his wife at the weekends. They had only just got married and it was difficult to concentrate on his job when he could just drive home and be with her. It was like the best part of him wanted to tear itself away so that they could be together. But at least back then he was able to make choices. Now he couldn't even do that. He had tried to escape but it had been a disaster, soon realising that it wasn't just Nadia keeping him in Alterville. 

Nobody escaped the oppressive city and he was put in the glass room as a punishment for his reckless behavior, a place that had mentally scarred him for the rest of his life. He sighed and looked at the empty glass that had contained his only comfort. His drivers cap was on the table next to him and symbolised everything he now was. Nothing more than a servant.

The drink was beginning to have its familiar effect on him as he staggered up the curved stairway made of glass that led to Nadia's bedroom. It should have been a proposition that would appeal to most men but he knew Nadia too well and had already experienced her 'rewards' before. The end result would be rewarding only to her.

He opened the bedroom door and she stood standing there, waiting next to an elaborate four poster bed with drapery tied back with velvet cord in each corner. Her nightdress had a deep, plunging neckline with the delicately sheer fabric trailing down over her barely disguised chest, in the same way a tablecloth hangs over the edge of a table. The flimsy fabric was finished with a lace edge that ended where her navel began, making it hard for any man's pulse not to quicken as there was nothing else below it.  She reached towards one of the four posts and removed the cord then pulled it tightly in her clenched fists.

"Get on your hands and knees in front of me...", she demanded. Purposefully walking to the centre of the room to take a dominant stance with her breasts the final part of her to remain motionless.

The warning signals in his head had begun but it was impossible to resist her and the desire started to grow inside him, attracting him towards her and then to drop to the floor. She stood over him with an excitable glint in her eye, the length of cord dangling from her hand, ready to amuse herself.

Clink...Clink...Clink... The muffled sound began to bring him back to a more conscious state of being, his senses slowly becoming more aware but he still remained in darkness.

Clink....Clink...Clink... The sound grew louder, coming closer but he still was unable to see even though his eyes felt open. That's when he realised that he was blindfolded.

Clink... Clink... The sound stopped, there was some scraping noise against the floor then silence. He tried to move his arms to take off the blindfold but they remained together and stretched out in front of him. His body felt naked, feeling the warm, dry air on his exposed skin that was now stripped of any clothing. He tried to stand from his kneeling position but his ankles seemed fixed to the floor, the effort only resulting in his arms and body swaying.

Was this a joke?? His head ached and he felt disorientated.

Had his friends done this to him for a laugh?

Had he been drinking?

Then he remembered being lost, the car, the smoke. It all started coming back piece by piece and his insides sank with every recovered detail.

The darkness was pierced by a blinding whiteness that stung his eyes. He started to become more accustomed to the light, now realising that it was bright because the room was entirely made of glass and the light was reflecting off it. His vision was blurred but he could make out a pair of bright red stiletto shoes belonging to a woman who stood in front of him. The bottom of her big, heavy overcoat hung around her ankles, pushed upward in the middle where his arms ran in between. He began to look up towards her, his neck straining as he tilted his head back as far as it would go to see who this person was.

The dark green overcoat seemed military with the collar raised which almost connected with the dark green beret on her head. She had short hair that was ruffled and messy with the bright whiteness of it contrasting with the coat and hat to make it clearly visible even to his own weak eyesight. His vision could make out a face that was sharp and quite angular with no smooth curves apart from her rather stern-looking mouth with its corners bending downward towards her chin. She was looking straight at him with her glaring eyes with an expression that was intimidating rather than full of anger.

There was something on her beret that he couldn't quite recognise but seemed familiar. He squinted and concentrated as hard as possible then suddenly it became clear. It was a hammer and sickle... The symbol of Russia.

She plucked at the large, brass buttons to unfasten them, revealing part of her ample cleavage which was supported by a red bra that desperately tried to hold it in place. The rest of the coat was opened to display a pair of red panties that seemed to small to fit her properly, the fabric more like a thin, red strip in the shape of an arrowhead pointing down. His eyes couldn't help but linger on the appealing place which he was more inclined to focus on given his viewpoint from below. The coat was open, but it was just a small, sensual gap, and it was only when that gap widened that the riding crop became visible, held against her thigh by a red elasticised band.

It was pulled out and swiped across his face before he knew that it was there to leave a stinging red mark. She looked down at him, glaring, her voice strong and imposing.

"How dare you look at me! You're not worthy of looking at me. Look down at floor, inferior western dog!"

The riding crop was used again, this time hitting him on the back of the neck as he lowered his head to the floor obediently. It left another red mark but didn't hurt as much as the one on his face.

"What is name of dog?"

He hesitated, the question confusing him slightly. But it was enough time for the crop to be brought down on him again. This time across his back.

"What is name of dog?"

".. Err.. Nathan... Nathan Grigg.."

Clink... Clink... went the red stiletto shoes that reflected in the glass bricked floor. He kept his head down, tracking their progress as they circled around him in a slow, methodical manner as if she was carefully inspecting him.

The sound of the shoes stopped somewhere behind then a hand began to fondle between his legs, roughly pulling and squeezing his penis then gripping his vulnerable sack.

"You are no longer Nathan, western dog. You are number 23."

She held him firmly in place, leaving him feeling helpless and even more uncomfortable while embraced in his new undignified position.

"What are you?.." The hand tightened its grip to encourage a quick response. A tactic that proved very effective.

"Number 23!... Number 23!", he blurted out.

"Very good.", she replied. Removing her hand but using the crop to mockingly tap at his testicles that where shrinking to a tight bundle. The crop lingered for a while to tease him then she came into view along his left side, the coat dropping heavily to the floor in a heap.

Her figure was lean and slim with her breasts out of proportion with the rest and it seemed like her large acquisitions where more of an unnatural gift to herself. They jutted outwards and bounced solidly as she walked over to her number 23 who was still unable to see anything other than her shoes without being punished.

"Number 23... I will swat you like giant fly. I swat you because it please me very much."

She briefly stroked her taught body with the offensive weapon then held it aloft.

"You are number 23 and you need to be taught lesson by your superior..."

The glass room was misty. More like the windows of a steam room that still remained occupied by two blurred figures. It had been over an hour and the room was filled with the humid body heat a sweaty moisture of the sadistic Russian woman. She stood sleek and statuesque, with her over endowed chest heaving and her body sensuously glistening from the beating she had inflicted on the male prisoner. The beret no longer remained on her head and the short, white hair was plastered chaotically around her forehead and neck. The red shoes had also been discarded to leave an untidy heap of dark green and red on a floor that had become increasingly slippery. The clothes lay next to the man she had beaten continuously and relentlessly, only stopping on occasions for brief masturbation and occasional fondling of her victims genitals.

But in the end she had broken him.

The broad back of number 23 was almost as red as the Russians underwear. He groaned from the stinging pain and uncomfortable heat of his afflictions, unable to do anything other than sound his torment while the riding crop was greedily used against him. There was another sharp slap and his back arched considerably as he received yet another blow. His head tilted upward simultaneously with his bottom in reaction, his penis gently swinging between his legs, still gorged from a recent fondle.

She stood back to admire the pleasant view then held her crop aloft to strike him once more.

"Please no more!!", he pleaded. The woman hesitated then chuckled to herself.

"You entertain Nadia very much. You give good show yes?"

"Please Nadia, I will do anything you want just stop hitting me and show some mercy. Nadia I beg you please..."

She laughed. She found it hilarious, laughing uncontrollably then finally regaining herself.

"You think I'm Nadia Ha! Ha!. Foolish 23!!"

He looked up at the woman, puzzled and surprised and left wondering who Nadia was.

"You keep head down and I release you yes?"

She fumbled around in the coat and pulled out a key and then walked over to the confused man to straddle his arms.

Her long legs began to bend into a squat, the back of her panties now semi-transparent and clearly showing the crevice of her beautifully compact buttocks. His downcast eyes briefly flicked up to be greeted by a delectable little hump in a gusset that gripped tightly between her legs. Her soaking sex hovered only briefly in his view, disguised by the more thicker fabric but clearly defined by the creases that stretched in and around it.




Nadia and the Glass Room



He could almost forgive her for all the abuse just for that split second his eyes had witnessed, feeling a confusing and conflicting range of emotions inside himself. The feelings of pleasure and pain could not be hidden and could easily be seen on display, hovering half extended between his legs.

It was a sight that hadn't gone unnoticed by the Russian woman, unshackling him from the floor then encouraging him playfully now that he had been released. He wondered weather to resist her or remain on his hands and knees and just passively accept her. The decision was never his to make as the hand was withdrawn quickly to taunt him.

The Russian woman was clearly still in control.

His body dropped suddenly to the floor, pinned to the ground by a single, moist foot that pushed down into the middle of his abused back. He squirmed and struggled beneath but his movement was slow and useless, the wriggling causing a pointless erection against the floor and himself. The purple gas had effected his strength and reduced it to that of a helpless baby, frustrating him as he knew that normally it would have been easy to escape.

The sweat from the sole of her foot was massaged into the sore skin on his back which began to intensify the sting to make it even more painful. She smiled to herself as she watch his pathetic attempt to escape, using just her toes to hold him securely below her.

"Where are you trying to go number 23? We haven't finished yet. We play some more yes?"

Two obscure figures struggled in the glass room. Their barely recognisable shapes rippled and waved like a reflection in water after a stone had been thrown into it. One of them dragged the other over to a misted pane of glass and forced what looked like the man's head against it. Part of his face was squashed flat with a red flash of a gag cutting into his gaping mouth and biting into the side of his cheeks.

A tall, slender figure of what looked like a woman was bent over him, holding the gag firmly from behind as he knelt below with his legs kicked apart. His large, toned body was pushed from behind and into the heavily moisturised glass, distorting and writhing slowly like an insect struggling in water. Her second hand could be seen at the base of his fully extended penis, guiding the squashed head in the wetness. It was directed around in a circular pattern until an explosion of whiteness surrounded it, merging with the moisture as it ran down a section of the glass room.

Number 23 was kept on display in a state of surrender. He breathed heavily, tasting the salty residue in her underwear as his mouth opened and closed against the red gag. His eyes began to open after the ordeal, looking out into the murky blackness that contained a woman who sat elegantly in her chair.

It was Nadia.

She strutted towards the glass room and stood staring down at him while her hand began to enter her skirt from the waist. The woman's strong, well built legs parted to accommodate the feeling fingers, briefly connecting with herself to acquire a sample of wetness that glistened on her coated skin. The hand then travelled towards the glass to rub around against the falling ejaculation on the opposite side. She smiled satisfyingly to herself.

A sign in the far corner displayed the number 22, Nadia walked towards it and flipped it over, Fully entertained by her 23.



Nadia and the Necromancer



The dusky graveyard had been torn apart and emptied. Its ancient tombstones were cracked and toppled, its rusted gates broken off the hinges. The ground was freshly dug and churned so that massive piles of dirt bordered the dozens of previously undisturbed graves. Every moldy coffin had been cracked open, and every vine-covered tomb had been ransacked, but not for the treasure, oddly. All the bits of gold and silver had been left behind, and discarded throughout the piles of dirt were ancient bejeweled swords and pieces of armor. Whoever had raided this dismal little necropolis hadn't done so for easy bits of crusty treasure, but they had taken everything that was of value to them. 

They had taken all the bodies.

Darting through the misty graveyard was a sleek, slippery black shadow with glowing red eyes. Only when it paused was the ebony blur noticeably a cat, one that inspected the defiled graves and broken tomb with a preternatural intelligence. Bolting through the shadows and shade, the cat came back to the toppled gates and slowed. The sleek black cat stood up on its hind-legs and suddenly grew in size, its slippery black fur dissipating as smooth, peachy flesh took its place. Within a second all that remained of the cat were a swaying, serpentine tail, two glowing red eyes, and a spiky head of shiny black hair. Everything else was now a naked, lithe young woman, whose firm breasts perked in the cold, and whose tight buttocks flexed in discomfort. 

"Looks like Graf was already here," Pussy-pocket the succubus said, patting herself on the ass to wipe away a speck of dirt. "He took them all, even the animal corpses from the pet cemetery."

"My, my. That little boy sure has been busy," a deep, melodious voice responded, a voice from a women whose husky breath always seemed to be on the brink of orgasm. 

Strutting into the dark, drab cemetery came a colorful explosion of feminine sexuality, a busty woman with brilliant auburn hair and revealing green robes that were both skimpy in size and nearly transparent, her only real coverings being a pair of knee-high leather boots with sharp stiletto heels and a heavy emerald cloak. She was a woman of unparalleled beauty and provocation, her every movement a physical expression of deep, penetrating eroticism. This was Nadia Méchant, Sultry Sorceress and Seductress Supreme, a woman who was as desired as she was despised, and as admired as she was feared. 

But at the moment it was Nadia who looked afraid, counting the dozens of graves that had been emptied. She bit her succulent lip and hugged her chest, causing her amble bosom to melt around her arms. Her breasts were warm but the air was cold, and her nipples stood out erect and proud.

Nadia's demonic familiar Pussy-pocket strutted over and hugged her mistress, pressing her smirking face into Nadia's breasts and sucking one of the engorged nipples into her mouth. Nadia moaned happily and relaxed, the nervous tension in her body slowly ebbing away.

"Don't worry Mistress," Pussy said, popping off of Nadia's nipple with a mouthful of milk leaking from her lips. "That stupid little Necromancer would need a hundred zombies to challenge you. We're going to kick his faggot ass."

Nadia patted her foul-mouthed demon on the head and faked a smile. By her count Graf did have hundreds of zombies by now, maybe even thousands. She knew such an amateur wizard like Graf would be no match against her in single combat, but assisted by an army of the undead? That was another story. If she could just catch up to the little bastard she could end this, but he was always one step ahead of her, and his army was growing by the day.

"You're right Pussy," Nadia said, pushing her concerns away. "We should keep going. He's probably headed for the Necropolis of Natalia von Nippel next, the Countess who died back during the Great Plague. She's buried with almost a thousand of her subjects. If Graf gets there before we do he may become unstoppable. But first . . ."

Nadia giggled deeply as she pushed Pussy down to her knees while undressing. Some green robes slipped away, revealing a puffy, hot, dripping wet vagina that looked starved for attention. Pussy smiled wickedly and dove in, lapping at the tight folds of her mistress's greedy cunt. They had been on Graf's tail for almost a week, and not once during that time had Nadia gotten a proper fucking, and a week for Nadia without sex was like a lifetime for most people. Pussy knew how horny her mistress got, and she knew how distracting that sexual tension was making her, so she did her best to relieve her mistress's stress at any and every moment she got.

"Oh . . . oh Pussy . . . little bitch . . . I'm cumming!" Nadia moaned, grabbing the back of Pussy's head as her cunt exploded with a wet, almost violent orgasm. Nadia's exquisite buttocks tensed as she came and her nipples pearled with milk, her body gently quivering with the quelled but not yet sated lust that was growing in her. 

When Nadia let Pussy go the girl looked up at her with big red eyes and a happy smiled that was dripping with sex. Pussy licked her lips and giggled.

"Let's go," Nadia said, smiling, although not without a small amount of fear.

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Nadia and Pussy had to leave their carriage behind when they came to the jagged foothills. Before the Great Plague there had been many well paved roads which led through the hills and up into the mountains where the duchy of Countess Natalia von Nippel rested, but when it became clear that the entire duchy was going to be lost to the plague the king of the land ordered the roads destroyed and buried with boulders, dooming the infected citizens within to a lonely death, but saving the rest of the kingdom from the Plague's grasp. 

Sighing loudly, Nadia looked back at her comfortable carriage and wove her hand. The complex magic that had held the vehicle together suddenly unraveled, and the opulent carriage shrunk back into the form Nadia had found it in: a large pumpkin. She waved her hands again and the horses which had pulled the carriage suddenly shrunk as well, once again becoming field mice.

"One of these days I should invest some time in inventing a flying carriage," Nadia mumbled, turning back to the rocky incline and seeing Pussy scampering up the boulders with supernatural speed, slithering from shadow to shadow like a ebony bolt of lightning. 

Nadia moaned deeply, rubbing her hands up and down her curvaceous form, lingering on her erect nipples and wide hips as she chanted an incantation beneath her husky breath. A gentle wind enveloped her, blowing her already skimpy robes all about, and lifting her from the ground. With the weightlessness of a sexy snowflake she leapt from rock to rock, never touching the ground with more than the tip of her naked toes. 

She planned to scale the entire mountain this way, but then a shadow swept over her, and she looked up.

Nadia gasped. Gliding through the air was a small dragon, 'small' being a relative term as it was easily as large as two beefy mules combined. Nadia ducked behind a rock and strained her eyes to see it in detail. Was it moldy? Skeletal? Rotting? Had Graf managed to resurrect a dead dragon? That was a terrifying thought. And army of zombies was one thing, but a zombie dragon was something fare worse. But no. It was alive, its brilliant emerald scales sparkling in the dim light with vivacious color, and the very intimidating muscle hanging between its legs plump with animalistic hormones. Not only was the dragon built like a mule, it was hung like one as well. 

But it wasn't a dragon. It was too stout, too bulky, and instead of four limps and a pair of wings it only possessed a pair of inverted hind-legs, like a bat. Dragons were ancient, magical, intelligent creatures of profound nature. This was a beast . . . an animal . . .

" . . . a wyvern," Nadia gasped.

"And it has a saddle," Pussy whispered into her mistress's ear. "You know what that means."

Nadia nodded. "A Wyvern-Knight." She bit her lip. "Well our day just got more complicated."

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The Wyvern-Knights were the elite warriors of the kingdom of Wyssex, a mountainous little country to the northwest of Hedonia. Although independent, Wyssex was very beholden to Hedonia, and therefore to its queen, Nymphoria, who just happened to be Nadia's ex-lover and current arch-nemesis of sorts. Nymphoria had tried to capture Nadia over a hundred times, using every trick in the book, and this was not the first time Nadia had been hunted by Wysexxian warriors. 

Nadia crept naked through the rocks and trees, her body coated in a chameleon spell that made her almost invisible. She had discarded her clothes not because of her magic, but because a wyvern could track prey by smell as easily as it did by sight, and Nadia's clothes were soaked with perfume and sexual fluids. She masked her scent now by rubbing her naked skin with herbs and aromatic flowers, camouflaging her in more ways than one. 

Pussy followed close behind, the demon in the form of a swaggering little shadow.

"There's the bitch," Nadia whispered, seeing the knight making camp in a clearing. Her wyvern was resting nearby under some trees, its wings folded up like a leathery blanket. "I can't believe there's only one. And look at how young she is! Little slut must be fresh out of school."

The knight was indeed young, and beautiful. Nadia guesses she couldn't be more than 20 or 21. She was a little short but well proportioned, like the body of a dancer, with a thin waist and a curvy little ass, not to mention a pair of perky young tits that looked ready to just pop. Her hair was long and wavy, and shimmered so much that it really looked like gold instead of merely blonde. Nadia could see all of her because the Wyvern Knights wore less armor than a slut wore in a brothel. Two small triangles of mithril were all that covered her perky nipples, and her peachy little cunt was likewise cupped by a miniscule patch of metal hat curved up her tight butt-crack in a revealing thong. But she didn't need more armor than that Nadia knew, because the magical properties of mithril were enough to deter most spells and weapons with ease, and being such a rare substance it would have been wasteful to use more than what she wore. 

"You take the Wyvern," Nadia said to Pussy. "I'm going to ruin this little bitch." 

Confident enough to strut into the clearing were the knight was making camp, Nadia melted back into view. The cute little warrior looked up from the bed she was making to see a voluptuous woman with long auburn hair suddenly standing before her . . . and she looked pissed.

"Who-" the Wyvern-Knight began, but Nadia didn't let her finish. 

"Nymphoria sent you here to fail, slut." 

Nadia held her hand out and a crackling bolt of lightning shot out of it, shocking its way all along the young woman's lithe body. The knight screamed beautifully as her body was paralyzed with pain, the intensity of the lightning so great that her bikini-armor started to glow and her body was cast in blue light. The mithril was soaking up much of the magic, but not enough to save her. In a few second she was going to be unconscious, and Nadia would be free to humiliate her in every sadistic way she pleased . . . or her brains were going to burst out of her head like a giant penis ejaculating . . . whatever.

GGRRRRRRRR, the wyvern rumbled, leaping up to attack Nadia, but wyverns were slow on the ground, and a black shadow suddenly materialized in front of it, taking the form of a massive black panther, and the two beasts wrestled through the trees, leaving a trail of destruction.

Nadia snickered knowing Pussy was going to turn the beast into a new set of wyvern-skin boots, purses, and lingerie for Nadia . . . but that thought distracted her.

Nadia didn't see the knight pull a silver spear from the ground, one that was made of mithril. The knight held it up and the blade caught the lightning bolt, soaking it up like and neutralizing it.

"What-" Nadia gasped stupidly.

The young knight swung her spear and broke the spell, the feedback from which struck Nadia like a kick to her cunt. Stunned and wincing in pain, Nadia didn't see the roundhouse kick coming, not until the knight's high-heeled boot struck her in the side of the face. 

Nadia spun through the air and landed in a puddle of mud, her breasts jiggling like two massive molds of gelatin. The knight mounted her as a woman would a man, and raised the spear's razor-sharp point above Nadia's large breasts, aiming for the heart. Nadia was going to strike back first though, her first quickly turning into stone, so she could knock the bitch-knight senseless and then proceed to humiliate her in some painful, wonderful way.

"No!" a man yelled. A gruff, masculine, powerful man, his voice reverberating in the woman's chests like the music of a bass. "Liana, stop! Nadia, stop!"

Both of the woman looked up at the sound of their names, seeing an armored figure marching towards them, and to Nadia's shock he was being followed by the knight's wyvern and Pussy, who had reverted to the form of naked, flat-chested woman. Nadia didn't understand why they had stopped fighting, until she saw who the armored man was.

"Rhys?" Nadia gasped in her husky voice. "Rhys Faulkner?" 

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Rhys Faulkner was one of the few men Nadia had ever loved . . . in the genuine emotional sense. In the physical sense she had loved hundreds, most of whom she hated everything about other than there big muscles and bigger cocks. But Rhys was special. Like so many others, he had been sent to capture her when his king fell under the political and sexual power of Nymphoria, but after a long fight and even long sex-session he freed her. Rhys became an outlaw of course, banished from his own land, and he had done it all for Nadia. She loved that roguish, chaotic honor of his more than anything, but it didn't hurt that he was a scruffy stud-muffin with pectorals like a brick-wall and a cock like an iron ramrod either. Rhys was the man she thought about when fucking other less attractive men, and she came every time. 

The five of them sat around the camp in a circle like children out scouting: Nadia the very naked sorceress, still covered in mud; Pussy who was lounging in the form of a small black kitten; the lumbering wyvern which rested some distance off, teeth bared at Nadia; Liana Vilay the Wyvern-Knight; and Rhys Faulkner, the rogue knight, who stood over the two mud-splattered women like a stern father. Liana looked humiliated and shamed, Nadia just looked off in the distance, trying to act cool, but in reality Rhys 'tough guy' act was getting her wet. She hoped this was going to end in a spanking. 

"It wasn't my fault," Liana practically cried. "She . . . (sob) . . . she attacked me! I was only-"

"You overreacted!" Rhys shouted, and she shrank like a little schoolgirl who just got caught masturbating in class. "You were going for the death-blow when you could have used your spear's pommel to knock her out AND keep her alive for questioning. And you," he turned to Nadia, "what the holy fuck are you doing here?"

Nadia shrugged and smirked, trying to act cool. "Just looking for a big fat cock to sit on. Can you help me with that?" 

Rhys groaned and rubbed his forehead. "Holy hell, woman, you are going to kill me one day."

"Rhys?" Liana squeaked. "Do you . . . how do you know this awful woman?"

"Rhyyyyyys?"Nadia whined in a mocking, nasally voice, exaggerating the way Liana sounded. "How do you know this flat-chested, flat-assed, whiny little teen slut?"

"I'm 21 you old bitch!" Liana whined. "How old are you? 40? 50?"

Nadia didn't want to admit how old she was, so just snarled.

Rhys groaned again, realizing what a wonderful little shit-storm he had found himself in. "Liana, this woman is Nadia Méchant, sorceress, enchantress, conjurer, shaman, alchemist, outlaw, and my . . . um . . . 'special friend.' I'm sure you've heard of her."

Liana's big blue eyes were as large as saucers as she gasped. Of course she had heard of Nadia Méchant, the infamous witch and seductress. Nadia snickered, but she did not like at all the way Rhys had called her his 'special friend' rather than 'lover,' or even just 'fuck-buddy.' 

"Nadia, this is Liana Vilay of Wyssex, a recent graduate of the Wyvern Academy. Her mother and I are . . . um . . . 'special friends,' and I've agreed to mentor Liana for a few months out in the greater world as part of her training." 

(So you want to fuck this little cherry-girl like you did her mother, is that it Rhys?), Nadia wanted to say, but didn't. She didn't want to be a jealous prude and ruin her lover's chances with this tight little virgin, although she doubted Liana would prove much fun. A frail, inexperienced girl like her would probably pass out after one hour of getting pounded by a stud like Rhys. Rhys was a beast in bed, he could fuck a she-orc into a coma, he broke bed-frames like they were made of crackers, he ruined marriages, he ruined pussies, and he could do all that in the FIRST date. He didn't 'make love' to his women . . . he FUCKED them! Rhys was one of only a few people to have every truly defeated Nadia sexually, having once left her a crying, gushing, hot-mess barely on the edge of consciousness, broken after several days of a brutal marathon of sex. If he truly were to unleash the beast on this pathetic twig of a girl he would probably kill her . . . a thought that Nadia found very arousing. 

"So what are you doing all the way up here?" Nadia said, looking Liana over. She was very pretty, and young, and perky, and her lips looked like they were made of candy . . . but Nadia wasn't impressed. Nadia hated her. (Go ahead and fuck this bitch to death), Nadia though, (and let me help).

Rhys became very serious. "Well . . . I didn't want to drag Liana along on anything too dangerous, but this mission can't be ignored. We are hunting a young necromancer who has been raising all the dead for miles in many directions, building an army, and leading it here, to the old duchy in the mountains."

Nadia stood up so straight her large breasts jiggled on her chest. "Graf! You're looking for Graf!"

Rhys cocked on eyebrow. "You . . . you know this necromancer?"

Nadia bit her lip. "He's a former student of mine. Last summer I did a little seminar on demonology and took in a few more students than usual, about twenty or so. Graf was talented but . . . well . . . wanted more than I was willing to give him. He wasn't my worst student, so I didn't expel him, but he wasn't my best either, so I didn't give him any 'special rewards," by which she meant sex. Nadia loved fucking her students, the girls and the boys. "Then the little shit stole something very powerful from me and ran off. All this shit started about a week ago though, when he stated raising the dead."

Rhys looked shocked. We did everything bad in the world always come back to Nadia. "What did he steal?"

"An amulet," Nadia said. "Half of one anyway. It was broken when I got it. It is a very powerful charm that enhances its user's magic tenfold; unfortunately it does so at the cost of their sanity, which is why I never used the damn thing."

Now Rhys looked really shocked. "Nadia . . . does this amulet bear the image of a naked succubus, holding a scythe in one hand and a sword in the other?"

Nadia perked up again. "YES! Well, the half I owned only showed a naked bitch holding a sword. I've never seen the other half. How do you know about it?"

Rhys was grinding his teeth, something he only did when he was really upset. "Nadia, that amulet once belonged to the Countess Natalia von Nippel, the woman who ruled over the duchy Graf is heading into."

Nadia shrugged. "So?"

"So," Rhys said. "Natalia von Nippel was a necromancer herself, and she was the one responsible for the Great Plague. I know this because my great-great-great-grandfather was the man who killed her, and broke her evil amulet, taking one half with him, and leaving the other half in her coffin."




Nadia and the Necromancer



"Oh," Nadia gasped. "Oh shit."

"Yeah," Rhys whispered. "Graf is going for the amulet, and if he gets it he will become the most powerful necromancer in the world."

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Liana's wyvern (Gallant, it was named) was not strong enough to carry all of them, so the party had to hurry up the mountain on foot with it flying overheard, Nadia naked all the while. There was no time to go back for her clothes, and the weather had little effect on her comfort. With a simple spell she could walk naked through a blizzard and feel completely warm, or through a desert and be happily cool. Liana kept giving her dirty looks, as if accusing Nadia of being slutty, which was funny coming from a girl in a thong-bikini made of metal. Little by Little Nadia was truly growing to hate the obnoxious little brat, the way she whined and complained, the way she kept floating around Rhys like he was some kind of god. It was obvious that her cherry was aching to get popped by him. She was begging to get picked, but Nadia knew why Rhys hadn't yet. Hunting Graf was too important, so he must have been delaying his epic pussy beat-down of Liana for later. Poor stud, Nadia thought, his big balls must be so blue. 

"Look out!" Rhys suddenly shouted. "The necromancer left residual troops!"

Nadia looked to were Rhys was pointing, right down the narrow length of a rocky crevice that they were going to pass through. Bony arms and skulls were erupting from the ground, living corpses carrying weapons and covered in rusty scraps of armor. The leathery points of one's ears told Nadia that it had been an elf in life, whereas another was so stout and broad that it had to have been a dwarf. Obviously Graf hadn't been picky about where he got his corpses. 

"And up there," Liana screamed, "in the sky!"

Somehow, on decayed wings of brittle bones and moldy feathers, flew a flock of reanimated vultures, their razor-sharp beaks snapping with hunger. Some of the moldy sky-born things were not just birds though. Some had claws and fangs, and whip-like tails that snapped in the wind. Gargoyles. Graf had summoned his own gargoyles. 

"Nadia and I will take the ones on the ground," Rhys said, unsheathing his massive bastard-sword. "Liana, get on Gallant and keep those fliers from getting close."

Liana nodded. She turned and whistled sharply for her wyvern. Gallant had been floating through the air not far behind, but suddenly he came gliding down over her with incredibly speed. Liana simply lifted one of her gracefully thin arms and grabbed the side of her wyvern's saddle; her slender body stylishly pole-vaulting up onto the back of her beast. Gallant flapped his wings and took to the skies, his heavy body crashing right into the densest part of the flock while Liana lashed out with her silver spear. From that single attack over a dozen zombie-vultures were destroyed, broken apart into pieces to small to be sustained by magic, and one gargoyle fell from the sky with a slit throat.

Then Liana did something amazing. She through her spear, her only weapon, and it darted through the sky like a silver lightning-bolt, impaling three gargoyles and killing them. Then, with no more than a wave of her hand, Liana yelled "RETURN!" and the spear came back to her. 

"Not bad," Nadia huffed to herself bitterly. She looked back to see that Rhys was already charging into the fray, deftly swinging his huge bastard-sword with both hands, fluidly allowing each attack to melt into the next one. With one mighty swing he cut three of the zombies in half like they were nothing more than stalks of wheat, and even as they slashed at his body he let them, knowing that there rusted weapons would shatter against his carbonized steel armor. But as he fought the zombies began to throw themselves at him, and more bony hands erupted from the ground to seize his ankles. With the heavy pommel of his sword and his armored fists he beat them back, shattering skulls and snapping bones like twigs.

Nadia saw the greater threat then. The zombie-elf and the zombie-dwarf were not fodder like the others. The elf was knocking an arrow into a bow made of elfwood, a substance so pure that it wouldn't rot even after hundreds of years, and the dwarf was covered from head to toe in volcanic-steel armor, one of the strongest materials in the world. The zombie-dwarf charged at Rhys, swinging a titanic warhammer that could have easily crushed the knight's steel breastplate like an egg, and the elf was pulling back its bow for a fatal shot.

"Pussy," Nadia cried. "Take the archer!"

A black shadow flashed across the rock-face of the crevice, and Pussy materialized behind the archer in the form of a naked girl, albeit with one hand distorted into a series of razor-sharp claws. Pussy swiped faster than could be seen, and for a moment it looked as if nothing had happened at all, until the elf's bowstring snapped with a musical 'twang,' and then its body fell to the ground in three perfectly sliced pieces. 

The dwarf was mere yards away from Rhys, and the knight was too immobilized by a hundred bony arms grabbing at him to evade. Nadia leapt onto a rock, her naked body rising above the battle like a sensual flag, and she began to sway her form with erotic and hateful suggestion. Her body began to radiate heat, glistening with sweat, and her green eyes became orange and yellow like the fires of a forge. 

"Remember," she chanted. "Remember the forge." She was speaking towards the dwarf, but her magic was commanding his armor. The heavy plates of volcanic-steel began to grow hot, so hot that began to glow red, and then orange, and rapidly exploding into a blinding shade of yellow. The dwarf's armor combusted with flames, remembering that day it came from the lava-fueled forges of the dwarven volcano-smiths. The heat was too much for the magic holding the zombie together, and as a spout of flame erupted from the dwarf's visor its body was reduced to ash. 

Nadia continued to sweep her arms and hips as if dancing, and with every thrust of her hips a low-burning wave of flame swept around Rhys, reducing the animated remains binding him to ash and dust. Rhys broke free and with a few last swings of his sword the last of the zombies were cut down.

There was a heavy, wet thud as a gargoyle's bloody body landed nearby, impaling itself on a jagged rock. Nadia looked up to see that the last of the fliers had been dispatched, and between Liana's spear and Gallant's sharp talons not one of the gargoyles had survived. 

Liana brought Gallant in for a landing behind Rhys, who was talking off his helmet and panting with exhaustion. Although he was still a mighty warrior and an even mightier lover, he was not as young as he used to be. 

"We have to keep going," Rhys gasped. "We have to get to the Necropolis of Natalia von Nippel before he does. Otherwise . . . otherwise," the knight struggled to stay on his feet, falling to one knee. He had been travelling for many days in full armor and without a steed, and that effort was taking its toll on him.

"We can chase after Graf in the morning," Nadia said, pressing her naked body against the knight's armored chest. "We'll just be marching to our deaths in this state. Let's look for a spot to make camp, alright?" Her green eyes sparkled as she looked up into his handsome, rugged face, and she kissed him gently on the lips. 

Liana didn't seem to like that. She scooted her slender body between Rhys and Nadia's heaving breasts, even bumping her hip into Nadia to push her away.

"This criminal is right Sir Rhys," Liana cooed, wrapping her thin arms around his neck. "Why don't we rest for the night? I hear running water nearby. I can help you out of all this armor and we can take a bath together. Won't that feel nice after travelling for so long?"

Liana was wiggling her tight little ass like a horny dancer grinding against a pole for the first time, and Rhys grunted as he tried to suppress his arousal. Nadia could only imagine how much his cock must hurt, no doubt swelling to a thick ten inches of length with so little room in that armored codpiece of his. Rhys looked to Nadia with a look of distress, and there was a clear understanding between them. Rhys wanted to fuck this little tart, he wanted to put her pussy down so hard she wouldn't be able to get up again for days, but if he did that than they'd be short one fighter, and it was obvious that they were going to need everything they could get to fight Graf.

"Liana, sweetie-pie, why don't we let Rhys rest alone? I'll go take a bath with you," Nadia said, wrapping her arms around Liana's slender waist and gently tugging her away from Rhys.

"What?" Liana whined. "But I don't want to be alone with you , you-GUMPH!" Liana choked as Nadia inserted a finger into the girl's mouth.

"Shhh, shhh, shhh. Hush now little baby," Nadia said in the absolute most condescending tone she could possibly manage. "Let's get you out of this slutty little outfit of yours and dunk you in some cold water. I think you need it." No doubt, Nadia thought. The heat coming from between Liana's legs was enough to melt a stick of butter. 

Nadia led Liana towards the sound of the water, strongly gripping the young woman's tight buttocks with one hand. She turned around and gave Rhys a suggestive little wink, her saucy body language very clearly saying "Have fun masturbating, stud." Rhys grimaced back. He was already unbuckling his armor to free his turgid cock and flog himself into a state of relief, and he swore to himself that once the amulet was safe and Graf was dealt with, that he was going to fuck those two sluts so hard he'd put them into comas.

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As luck would have it the sound of water led them not to a cold, trickling stream of ice-melt, but instead rewarded them with a steamy, bubbling hot-spring. Nadia gasped and charged forward with such enthusiasm that she actually knocked Liana over, the poor girl landing in a pile of mud. Liana whined about something but Nadia wasn't listening, she was too busy lowering her naked, dirty, sweat-stained body into the soothing waters of the hot-spring, immediately feeling all of her tension melting away.

Liana continued to whine to herself, mumbling about Rhys and Nadia and Zombies, as she shimmied out of her skimpy armor, letting the tiny mithril plates that covered her vulva and nipples slip off. Nadia looked the girl over with a slightly jealous sneer, unable to deny what a fresh little peach she was. Liana's body was spotless and smooth, her skin stretched tight over her slender but toned musculature, and her breasts although small were so perky that the nipples looked ready to jump off. And when Nadia saw the Wyvern-Knight's hairless little pussy her mouth watered. Soft, smooth, and as pink as a piece of candy, it looked too good not to eat. No doubt that tight little sugar-pouch was going to look a lot different once Rhys's fat cock was done with it.

Liana whimpered as she slipped into the hot water, her sensitive skin prickling with goose-bumps before relaxing. There wasn't much room in the pool, and so the two women found themselves practically sitting on top of one another, Liana's golden head resting between Nadia's heaving breasts. Although they were like two ornery bitches fighting over the same bone, for a good while the two beauties were content to just relax and soak, and when the heat of the water began to arouse them Nadia moved her hands over Liana's small breasts and began to massage them, which Liana did not protest despite some restless wiggling. Nadia almost unconsciously let her hands glide lower and lower down Liana's toned stomach, until one hand was cupping the girl's hairless pussy and the other was caressing her own.

Liana let out a soft moan and stiffened in Nadia's grasp. "I . . . I'm going to let Rhys take my virginity tonight," she gasped with relief, her shoulders softening from the joy of finally saying it out loud. The sexual tension that had been building in her body for days had been driving her insane, and although she instinctually understood that only a proper fucking would relieve her pain, she hadn't really admitted it until just now. 

Nadia sneered, and started to graze her thumb over Liana's small clit. "Sweetie, do you really think now is the best time for that? The fate of the entire world possibly hangs in the balance of our quest. I'm sure your cherry can wait a few more days."

"No . . . no," Liana sighed dreamily, gently grinding her pussy against Nadia's hand. "I can't wait. What if we're killed, what if we fail? I'm not going to die a virgin. I'm going to crawl into Rhys tent tonight and give myself to him. He won't turn me away. I've seen the way he looks at me. I hear him flogging that big stick of his at night, and I know it's because of me. Poor stud. I'm going to end both of our suffering tonight."

Nadia groaned. She had to talk the little skank out of this somehow. "Honey . . . why don't you let me relieve you? No one knows the secrets of a woman's body like another woman," she said, picking up the pace of her teasing; now gliding her entire palm over Liana's swelling vaginal lips.

Liana moaned and leaned back, pushing her body against Nadia's, but then she pushed Nadia's hands away. She leaned back and gave Nadia a soft kiss, and then emerged from the steaming bath, her body glistening like a stature made of polished copper.

"No. I'm going to Rhys's tent right now and ending this," Liana said, strutting through the fading light with a confident sense of certainty. She picked up the small pieces of her armor but did not put them on, choosing to return camp naked and wafting with steam. 

Nadia bit the tip of her thumb to stop from screaming. There had to be some way of stopping this little slut from ruining everything, and it wasn't just the quest Nadia was worried about. She had never been jealous before when Rhys took some other woman to bed, mostly because Nadia took plenty to bed herself, but when she was with Rhys she wanted it to just be the two of them. They were lovers, they were equals, and every other bitch involved was just a fun little toy for the night, meant to be played with, broken, and then thrown away. It seemed that Liana was becoming something of a pupil for Rhys, and if he popped her cherry there was no doubt in Nadia's mind that they would begin a serious, personal, and deeply sexual relationship with one another.

There had to be something she could do . . . and there was. Nadia snapped her fingers and laughed wickedly to herself.

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Liana was just around the bend from camp, where Rhys and that big cock of his were waiting. She could faintly hear him masturbating; strong, masculine grunts echoing in the cannon along with the sound of a heavy piece of wood being vigorously polished. Liana licked her lips and giggled a little. She knew Rhys was about to get something a lot more satisfying than a gruff climax provoked from self-flagellation.

"Oh Liana," a mocking voice came from being. "I think I've found someone even more suited to pop that little pink cherry of yours." 

Liana groaned and turned around, not at all surprised to see Nadia standing there naked and with a saucy pose at the other end of the crevice, except there was the most disturbing and sadistic smile on her face as well. And then Liana saw what was behind Nadia. Gallant!

Her wyvern was treading forward on its furled wings and bow-legs, slithering slightly across the rocky ground like a giant crocodile. There was something wrong with him though. His eyes which were usually dark green were now milky and opaque. He was breathing heavily, and his heavy tongue dangled from his fang-filled maw, slathered with copious aments of sticky saliva. Then he reared up, and Liana saw the most horrifying thing of all: Gallant's erect penis. Her wyvern had always been mightily hung, like a champion horse, but she had never seen her beast this aroused. Three feet of bulging, pulsing flesh protruded from the beast's groin, the leathery foreskin pulled so far back that it looked ready to snap. 

"Gallant . . . Gallant!" Liana cried. "What's wrong? What did you do to him, you bitch!" Liana yelled at Nadia, instinctually reaching for her spear, but she had left it at camp. She gasped realizing that she was naked as well, and without her armor she'd have no protection from Nadia's magic. 

"Oh, I just let all of his sexual tension out," Nadia snickered. " A little hypnotism and any living thing can become a horny fuck-freak. I figured why should you be the only one to have fun tonight, slut?"

Liana quickly tried to slip her armor back on, but Nadia was so much faster than her. The sorceress snapped her fingers and Liana felt her body being lifted into the air, only to be slammed back into the ground. Liana barked in pain as her she let go of her armor. Although there were tears in her eyes she looked up to see Nadia squatting above her, the witch's wet pussy hovering not far about her face. 

"Don't fight it sweetie. I know you want this," Nadia snickered, leaning down and forcing a humiliating, tongue-filled kiss onto the slender knight. Liana wanted to bite down but she was too stunned, and before she could react Nadia pulled away with a wet 'smack' and then spat their mixed saliva across Liana's face. 

Nadia stood back up and grabbed Liana's golden hair, dragging her up into a standing position, only to then violently throw her against a waist-high mound of grassy earth, the knight's pristine breasts sinking into the mud while her perky buttocks rose above her head. It was in this compromising position that Nadia held her, pushing down against Liana's back while roughly exploring between the knight's legs with her other hand. Nadia cupped Liana's vagina again and squeezed it, provoking forth a gush of juice as if she were squeezing an orange. Nadia brought her wet fingers up to her lips and licked them, sucking the sweet sex from her fingers with relish.

"Mmmm," Nadia hummed. My, aren't you delicious, and so wet. Good thing too, because I don't think all the lube and grease in the world could prepare a woman for a monster like that," she said referring to Gallant's three feet of gut-busting brutality, "so you're probably going to need all the help you can get."

Liana looked over her shoulder with big, tear-filled blue eyes and saw that Gallant was now looming over them both, his furled wings propping against the crevice wall, his battering-ram of a dick hanging above her naked body. A single drop of pre-cum oozed out of the tip of his urethra and fell onto Liana's back, and she gasped at how hot it was, her skin almost scorching from the sexual fluid. 

"Why? Why are you doing this?" Liana cried, looking up into Nadia's sadistic face in desperate terror.

"You mean other than the fact that I'm a total bitch?" Nadia snickered. "Well there is one other reason," she said, grabbing a handful of Liana's hair and then slamming her face-first into the muddy grass. "Because . . . Rhys . . . is . . . MINE!!"

Nadia grabbed Liana's wrists and plunged them deep into the mud, using her magic to bury them half-way up to her elbows, and then hardening the earth around her so that it became less like mud and more like hard, sucking clay. Nadia slipped free easily though, but Liana was left bound to the earth with her ass up and legs kicked wide up, leaving her juicy pink cherry defenseless.

Nadia crawled on tip of Liana's back and leaned down, shoving her mouth against Liana's pussy and taking long, hard licks with her devilish tongue, provoking a further flood of juice from the slender girl. She then leaned back up and took a hold of Gallant mammoth cock, the helmet of which nearly as big as a cantaloupe. The meat was so thick and stiff that it really did feel like she was holding a piece of wood, but she stroked it anyway and kissed the tip, running tongue along the long cum-slit, and scooping a small dollop of wyvern pre-cum into her mouth. It was hot, very hot, but strangely tasty. She didn't swallow it though, instead preferring to turn around and spit it out across the back of Liana's head, soaking her hair with the sticky spunk. 




Nadia and the Necromancer



Nadia pulled the wyvern's cock down, straining with all her might to guide the hypnotized beast to the exact spot she wanted him, and she pulled the fat head against the ludicrously undersized opening of Liana's precious virginity. Instincts took over then, and Gallant bucked forward, but his cock was too thick to penetrate and all he accomplished was slamming Liana further into the mud. He bucked again, and then time Nadia heard the sound of feminine muscles stretching, expanding, and maybe even breaking. 

"Oh shit," Liana cried. "Rhys! RHYS!! Help me!" she screamed, her voice echoing through the rocks, and then suddenly bouncing back. 

"Sorry bitch," Nadia laughed, "but I summoned a wall of silence between you and the camp. Rhys won't be able to hear you, but you'll be able to hear us."

Liana looked up with a broken face of betrayal.

"That's right, you flat-chested joke. I'm going to go fuck Rhys and drain all that stubborn spunk he has been building up for the last few weeks looking at your tiny little ass. I'm going to make him forget all about you, and then he and I will stop Graf together. But hey . . . at least you won't be a virgin anymore."

Nadia laughed and slipped off of Liana's body, slapping the girl across the back of the head as a final gesture of contempt. The magic that had been holding Gallant back was now slipping away, and Nadia did nothing to restore it. Restraining a beast was hard, unnatural even, but letting the beast loose was easy, and fun. Nadia snapped her fingers and something with Gallant's brain snapped along with it, his body suddenly saturating with sexual hormones and adrenaline. He roared, his voice so deep Nadia could feel it vibrating in her chest, and then he began to buck, grind and slam, working the preposterous head of his cock into Liana's tight pussy.

"Shit . . . shit no . . . oh fu-fu-FFFUUUUUUUCK!!" Liana screamed, her big blues eye bulging and gushing with tears. There was a wet popping sound, like a bunch of grapes being hit with a hammer, and a small trickle of pinkish blood dripped from Liana's pussy.

"AAAAAGGHHH!!" screamed Liana, a virgin no longer.

Gallant thrusting became slower, but more focused, and with every small gyration he dug himself a couple inches deeper, until an entire foot of cook was buried within the slender knight's toned body, and once it got that deep it would go no deeper. Still Gallant continued to thrust, and Liana's mind went vacant from the overwhelming sensation of being penetrating so deeply and so powerfully. Her body lapsed between moments of stiffening and relaxing, and when a steady trickle of cum started to leak from her broken pussy Nadia knew her work was done. 

Strutting back into camp, Nadia came to Rhys's tent, from which the sounds of a mine desperately trying to achieve orgasm were emanating. Silly Rhys. As godly of a lover he was, he was a complete ignoramus at masturbation, and usually only ended up getting himself hornier and hornier without any chance of release. That's what happened to studs that got actual sex from such a young age. Nadia giggled a little as she slipped into his tent, took a hold of his cock, and took control. 

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Nadia and Rhys fucked like two gods battling for dominance, and they went at it for hours. No words were spoken from the moment the auburn-haired sorceress slithered in way into his tent and took a hold of his massive cock into her talented hands and mouth, no words were needed. Just as Nadia had predicted, Rhys had beat himself into an iron-hard state, his cock engorged to nearly a foot and as thick around as one of her ankles, the thick skin pulsing with veins and his heavy balls inflating with the need for release. At first he had wanted to ask about Liana, but the moment Nadai wrapped her warm breasts around the thick base of his cock and sucked down the bulbous head like a piece of candy all thoughts of the world outside the tent were banished from Rhys's mind.

Never submissive though, Rhys eventually grew bored being serviced. He grabbed Nadia by her hair and flung her to the ground, plunged his thumb into her anus and lifted her ass so high up off the ground she was almost standing on her forehead, and in that position he sunk his cock into her sobbing flower until his balls were battering against her clit. Nadia squealed in delight as Rhys fucked her with violent power, the sound of his cock pulverizing her cunt like something one would expect would come from an inquisitor's torture chamber rather than sex. 

Grabbing her tits he lifted her up and took a wide stance, fucking her in a standing position while her legs flailed off of the ground, slipping helplessly against his rock-hard thighs. Nadia had her first explosive orgasm in that position, and her cum burst from her assaulted cunt like a broken water-faucet.

"Stupid bitch," Rhys grunted, pulling her hair to snarl dominantly in her gasping, smiling face. "You're getting my tent wet. I guess I'll just have to fuck you outside, like the animal you are."

Rhys slung her over his shoulder and strode out of the tent, his mighty cock waving in front of his body like a heavy club. In the middle of the crevice was a soft patch of ground covered in fresh grass and with barely any mud. Rhys came to it and unceremoniously dumped Nadia onto the ground there, her body landing with a thud and her breasts jiggling from the impact. She was smiling drunkenly as she struggled on her knees, but she wasn't going fast enough, so Rhys grabbed her hair again and then slammed her mouth onto his cock, plunging its full length done her throat until his balls were slapping against her chin. She choked and gagged from the sudden skull-fucking, but Rhys held her tight and just let her spit and slobber over his shaft while her cheeks started to turn blue. 

He pulled her off, the head of his cock coming free with a loud 'POP' and a small explosion of spit that drenched Nadia's breasts. He pushed her down and mounted her, smothering her with a hot kiss while he prepared for entry, and she wrapped her legs around his waist. He moved his head down to her breasts, and began to suck them as he entered her, fucking her in a simple but satisfying missionary position. 

Nadia leaned back and moaned, looking up into the broken face of Liana, whose comatose state was shaken slightly by the sight of the man she was so infatuated with fucking the woman she so hated. They were only about a yard apart, but the wall of silence Nadia had summoned stopped any of Gallant's roars or brutal, pussy-breaking thrusts from being heard, and it would keep Rhys from seeing Liana in her defeated state. Nadia knew full well though that Liana could hear them both just fine, and so when she climaxed again she made sure to scream Rhys's name so loud the gods could hear. 

Rhys finally came not long after, roaring mightier than even Gallant could as he filled Nadia's pussy with a week's worth of back-up tension, his cock gushing so much that he had to pull out and grab it with both hands, directing the rapid stream over Nadia's breasts and face, who moaned happily as she rubbed it into her skin. 

Gallant came at the same time, his orgasm so explosive that it erupted from Liana's pussy like a flood of rotten milk, a sticky wave of it splashing across her back. One last spark of sanity was lit in her big blue eyes, and she screamed, but Rhys heard nothing, and Nadia only giggled. Liana's eyes went dull and rolled back, and she collapsed into the mud, unconscious. 

Rhys collapsed next to Nadia, his muscled body twitching like an exhausted warhorse, and only after a full hour of rest and post-coitus cuddling with Nadia did he manage to ask ". . . where is Liana?" 

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"Nadia . . . fuck you," Rhys grumbled as he looked over the sloppy, sticky travesty that was Liana. The sun was just coming up, and its warm yellow light sparkled over the thick glaze of dried wyvern-cum that still plastered her hair and lower back. Her pussy was so wide Nadia could have slipped her fist into it, but she was clean. Pussy-pocket was kneeling between the Wyvern-Knight's legs and licking at the loosened folds with enthusiasm.

"Wow," Pussy exclaimed, turning around while licking her lips. "Who knew that wyvern semen was so tasty? I could eat this va-jay-jay all day!"

Rhys grabbed Pussy by the nape of her neck and flung her away. She landed on her feet (as cats are inclined to do) hissed, and then darted off.

Rhys refused to look at Nadia, instead continuing to gaze down at the gaping hole that had once been Liana's pink cherry, and at the comatose young woman who had been such a powerful warrior. Nadia kept trying to laugh it off and wrap her arms around Rhys, but he pushed her away. He couldn't be that mad, Nadia hoped. She did this kind of thing all the time. Rhys was supposed to love that sadistic mischievousness of hers; it was one of her best qualities.

"Rhys?" Nadia asked, sounding almost a little whiney. "You can't really be that mad . . . can you?"

"I am," he grumbled, still not looking at her. "I'm mad because of just how fucking selfish you are, how evil you are. I'm mad that we wasted an entire night playing games while the necromancer is probably already at the Necropolis, and now the entire world will have to deal with another existential threat, all because you couldn't go without one night without fucking everyone over."

Nadia felt a little bad (not really), but all she really cared about was keeping Rhys. The rest of the world was on its own. "So . . . you're not mad about the whole . . . you know . . . hypnotizing her own wyvern to fuck her brains out thing . . . are you?" 

Rhys's shoulders slumped and he looked up at the sky. "Yeah . . . and I'm angry at myself for being such a pussy-hound that the only thing I've cared about for the last few weeks was popping this girl's cherry. I've wanted to fuck this little minx since the moment her mother first introduced us, but that might have been awkward, seeing as how I was already banging her mom while her father was out travelling. Still . . . I was saving her . . . she was going to be a treat."

This time when Nadia approached he didn't push her away, and she hugged him. He wasn't in his full armor yet, just a long shirt and breeches, which she quickly sunk her hand into and took a firm grip of his big cock, which even soft was a hefty six inches of plump meat. It only took a few strokes to pump him back to full mast, and although it wasn't the raging phallus it had been the night before, it was still enough to knock the daylights out of any woman who wasn't ready for it. 

"Well, you know," Nadia whispered into his ear, "she does have one virgin hole left."

Nadia giggled and glided her body across Rhys's, climbing on top of Liana's body as she had the night before, her large butt firmly planted on the girl's slender back. Nadia smiled wickedly as she took two firm handfuls of the girl's tight buttocks and pried them open, revealing a tight little hole that had never been touched by any man, woman, or toy before, and from the looks of how perfectly clean it was, maybe it had never been touched by shit either. 

Nadia spat onto Liana's anus and leaned down, working her tongue around the impossibly tight little hole, trying to lube it up for Rhys, but even her serpentine tongue was having trouble wiggling its way in. Nadia lifted up one hand and gave Liana a sharp spank, hoping the stimulation would loosen her up a bit. 

Rhys was enjoying what he was seeing. His pants were already down around her ankles and he held his cock in both hands like he did with his bastard-sword. Nadia egged him forward and took a hold of his cock as well, one hand stroking the shaft while the other squeezed his heavy balls. She popped the helmet into her mouth and gave it a quick and sloppy blowjob, certain to work as much slobber over it as she could.

"Uh . . . uh . . . Rhys?" a pathetic little voice cried out. 

Nadia looked back to see that Liana was regaining consciousness, her pretty face stained with tears and matted with sticky semen-soaked hair. Even though she looked like a shitty hot mess, Lianna had the natural beauty and effervescent youth to make even that look attractive.

"Rhys . . . are you here to save me?" Liana asked with a stupid shred of hope on her face.

Rhys took a firm grip of her left ass-cheek and pried it open, shoving his thumb against her anus to break it open and guide his bulbous cockhead inside. "No," he said gruffly. "Not exactly, kid."

Liana had enough time to gasp before Rhys plunged in, forcing all ten inches of his cock up her virgin rectum, her body once again stretching to accommodate such a large and powerful invader. The first four or five inches sunk in quickly, but as the lube ran out every inch after that as a struggle, but Rhys wasn't a quitter, and Liana wasn't going anywhere.

"AH!" Liana cried, once again pushed to edge of sanity. "Oh shit . . . fuck . . . oh fuck IT HURTS!" 

Nadia felt Liana stiffening beneath her, and the sorceress began to slide her vagina back and forth against the girl's spine, pleasuring herself while Rhys worked in the last few inches of his massive shaft. Sensing his trouble, Nadia leaned down and began to spit onto Liana's asshole, working the saliva with her fingers along the rest of Rhys's shaft, lubing it up as much as possible. Rhys grunted with impatience, and her grabbed one of Nadia's large breasts just to toss her aside.

"Hey!" Nadia whined as she rolled to the ground, but the sight of Rhys's flexing buttocks was enough to sedate her, and she quickly kneeled behind him and dove forward, running her tongue along the underside of his balls. Even if this subservient position she chuckled dominantly, knowing her oral prying was provoking Rhys to fuck Liana's tight little ass all the harder. 

"Oh gods . . . Rhys . . . please, ouch, please," Liana whimpered, her breath becoming huskier and deeper. "So . . . so fucking thick . . . so . . . mmmmm."

Rhys held Liana by her slender waist, but he reached up and yanked on her ruined golden hair, making her yelp like a little bitch. Her asshole was now stretched around the thickest part of his cock, right at the base near the balls, and Rhys was ready to start pumping. 

THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!

Rhys's fat cock slid in and out of the tight little hole with wet friction, every thrust back in hitting her so hard that his balls would slap against her clit, and his iron-hard abs would spank her buttocks. On every thrust he'd pull her hair as well, forcing her slender body to back up into the impact, causing the wide helmet of his weapon to strike at her deepest recesses.

"Oh . . . oh . . . oh," Liana grunted. "Oh fuck . . . oh fuck . . . oh fuck . . .," but it wasn't pain in her voice anymore. "FUCK YES! FUCK YES! FUCK ME! FUCK ME!"

Her body wiggled and then stiffened, he vaginal flower suddenly retracting, and then exploding with a wave of watery girl-cum, all of it splashing across Rhys's legs and Nadia's breasts. Liana's squirt lasted a few seconds, but the orgasm that followed seem to last for minutes as Rhys continued to pound her, no doubt striking her g-spot from the other end.

"OH GODS, RHYS! YES! SAVE ME!" Liana screamed joyously, straining to look over her shoulder and see the champion who was so thoroughly fucking the shit out of her. Liana's blue eyes were half-lidded and sparkling, her pink tongue was wiggling out from her candied lips, and every inch of her body wiggling with excitement.

Nadia felt that this was as good a time as any to end it. She gripped both of Rhys's apricot-sized testicles in one hand and squeezed, while probing his anus with her middle finger from the other. Peeking in, she found his prostate and began to jab it at, all the while squeezing his balls. 

"AAAGGH!" Rhys screamed, pulling Liana back for one last brutal slam, his already thick cock expanding to an even greater girth as it filled with a sudden gush of semen. When it splashed inside of Liana she squalled like a little girl, her back arching up so high her spine looked ready to snap, and the look on her face gave the impression that her mind had broken again as well. 

The tight confines of her anus did not offer enough room for Rhys's massive nut, so he pulled out, unsheathing his ten inches of cock so fast that he nearly tore Liana inside-out in the process, and his hard buttocks smacked Nadia in the face, throwing to the ground in a daze.

Rhys pulled on Liana's hair so hard that the magic binding her wrists into the mud actually broke, and her body came up with an explosion of wet earth. Rhys spun her around, forcing her to kneel in front of his erupting geyser, and he ejaculated the last of his gushing orgasm onto her face, nearly filling her mouth in the process. She managed to swallow a little, but she was so tired and weakened from the two bouts against massive dicks that she was now barely conscious. With a sleepy, semi-retarded look on her face she kissed the underside of Rhys's cock, and then slipped to the ground insensible.

Rhys stood like an angry god over the two senseless women, their naked bodies panting in the dirt, his massive cock finally deflating from its engorged rage, and he sighed.

"Wonderful . . . the whole world is coming to an end because I couldn't keep it in my pants."

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"There it is," Rhys said mostly to himself, "the Necropolis of Natalia von Nippel."

At the top of the mountain rage was a great crater many miles across, and within its lush micro-ecosystem had once been the Duchy of Nippel, a small but vibrant community. But that was many generations ago and now the wilderness and retaken all of the churches and small cottages, turning the buildings into triangular tuffs of grass and vines. Nature had conquered everything here, everything except for one massive structure. Rising like a jagged black crown over the rest of the duchy was a tall, spindly castle, black and lifeless, where not even a blade of grass dared approach.

There was movement around the castle though, a seething ocean of living death. Zombies, thousands (maybe even tens of thousands) of them, all shambling around the castle's every corner, and above the castle's many spires and tall windows floated the twisted shapes of gargoyles and vultures. 

"Damn it," Rhys groaned. "Graf is already inside. He may even already have the other half of the amulet."

"Uh . . . wha-," Nadia groaned, just now regaining consciousness. 

Rhys had propped both her and Liana together onto Gallant's saddle after washing and redressing them, putting one of his own shirts over Nadia's naked body. Although he had considered it a great waste of time he had even shampooed Liana's hair to get all the wyvern semen out. Liana was still knocked out, but Nadia's blow to the head from Rhys's rock-hard ass had been only enough to disable her for about an hour.

As Nadia realized where she was she squeaked a bit, noticing an unconscious Liana leaned against her, and a rather unhappy wyvern directly beneath her. Gallant rumbled, and Nadia practically skipped off of him and ran to Rhys's side. As she did so a black shadow slithered its way back up from the duchy below. The shadow took the form of Pussy as a lithe, naked young woman.

"There's no way inside," Pussy hissed. "Every doorway has a mile of zombies blocking it, and every window is guarded by a gargoyle. I found some underground tunnels, but they're stuffed with zombies as well." 

"Then we've lost," Rhys said, holding his face in his armored hands. "It would take a hundred armies to cleave through all those zombies."

Nadia took his arm. "What if we rode Gallant over the building and I blasted a hole in the roof?"

"Gallant won't fly unless Liana commands him, and she's . . .," (way too fucked to even walk) Rhys thought. 




Nadia and the Necromancer



Nadia bit her lip and looked around. There had to be something they could do . . . and there was. Her green eyes lingered on Liana's silver-mithril spear, the once she could summon with a wave of her hand.

"I have an idea," Nadia said. "But you are going to have to trust me."

Rhys gave her a cynical look that clearly said 'I don't trust you,' but he was desperate. He nodded.

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Graf stood over the tomb of Natalia von Nippel, chanting, reciting, casting, conjuring, summoning, mystifying, and doing just about every damn thing he Nadia had ever taught him to do, but not of it was working. The Countess's massive sarcophagus was made of some shiny black material, like obsidian but heavier, and after hours of his zombies banging away at it with pickaxes and spades they hadn't even managed to put a dent in it. The solution had to be magical, but nothing he did seemed to have an effect either. 

(Here . . . here . . . the other half of the amulet is here) the voices in his head kept whispering, the ones he had started hearing the moment he had stolen the amulet from Nadia, that evil bitch. (Restore the amulet . . . combine the halves . . . and you shall be . . . rewarded).

Graf sighed and hopped down from the sarcophagus. Picking through a paper bag he had brought with him for lunch, he took out a small sandwich and decided to take a short break. He was certain he had all the time in the world. It wasn't as if anyone could make it past all the zombies he had collected. 

(Hey! Get back to work!) The voices in Graf's head told him.

"I will when I'm done eating," he mumbled in response, taking a bite of his sandwich.

"Master," a new voice said. "Master we have found something . . . master . . . found something . . . found something." One of Graf's money zombies came shambling in, its disgusting face oozing with puss and worms. It was followed by several other zombies dragging something behind them.

"What is it?" Graf asked, hoping it wasn't other dead horse or something stupid. The zombies would occasionally bring him things to resurrect, and a few of them had gotten it into their heads that if a zombie could ride a zombie horse, then they would essentially become a zombie-knight, or something like that. 

"Girl, master . . . pretty, pretty girl," the zombie croaked. 

The zombie was right. The girl they were dragging in was beautiful. Flawless white skin, slender waist, toned musculature, a cute ass and a pair of small but incredibly perky tits. Her face was perfect with pixie-like nose and high cheekbones, not to mention a pair of sparkling pink lips like two pierces of wet candy. Her flowing blonde hair was golden yellow, even in this massive dark hall of the Necropolis. She was naked, except for some rages wrapped around her waist, and although she clearly wasn't a virgin (in fact it looked like she had recently been gang-raped by a couple of horses) her hairless pussy aroused Graf none the less.

"Will you kill her master?" The zombie asked. "Kill her and make her one of us . . . one of us . . . one of us."

(Yes . . . kill her now) the voices agreed.

"NO!" Graf screamed. This was the most beautiful woman he had ever come across since Nadia herself, but whereas Nadia had turned out to be a complete bitch, this girl looked softer, gentler, more understanding. She might even be grateful to Graf for 'saving' her . . . from the zombies . . . which were his to begin with . . . but still. She might be willing to become his girlfriend even.

"Leave her with me," Graf ordered to his, shooing them away with a wave of his hand.

The zombies stubbornly shambled out, leaving their master with the unconscious girl.

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"Where . . . where am I?" Liana mumbled weakly, struggling onto her elbows. Last thing she remembered was Rhys holding her by her hair, pulling her face around so he could ejaculate into her mouth. She licked her lips but the taste was gone, and the salty smell of sex had been washed from her body. Her loins still hurt, a lot, but the dull ache left by Rhys was strangely satisfying, and she wanted more of it. 

"You're in the Necropolis of Natalia von Nippel," the voice of a young man told her. "I save you . . . from the zombies . . . yep!"

Liana's heart nearly stopped as she turned around, certain she was about to be confronted with the imposing from of an ancient and powerful necromancer, but instead all she saw was a young man no older than her (and slightly shorter actually) wearing a black cloak. The hood of the cloak was down, revealing an adorable feminine face with big blue eyes and a shaggy head of spiky black hair. Around the young man's neck was half of a broken amulet, bearing an elegantly fashioned succubus wielding a sword? 

If Liana was smart she would have kept her mouth shut then, but she wasn't terribly smart, and she was still very dazed and confused. "Where's Rhys . . . where's Gallant?"

"Who are they? Your boyfriends," Graf grumbled sourly. 

"And where's Nadia?"

Graf's eyes went big. "Nadia! Nadia Méchant!" He reached into his robes and put his hand on the grip of a dagger in his belt, not that Liana could see. "Are you friends with Nadia Méchant?"

If Liana had said 'yes' Graf would have slit her throat. Luckily she answered honestly. 

"No! I hate Nadia! She's evil! She . . . she raped me! I'd like to see her finally get what's coming to her, the fat bitch!"

Graf breathed a sigh of relief and let go of his dagger. "Well, if you're an enemy of Nadia Méchant than we can be friends," he said putting on hand on her thigh, gently groping her. "Good friends."

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Meanwhile, on the crater's edge above the Necropolis, Nadia, Rhys, and Pussy were all holding on to each other while sitting on top of Gallant's saddle. There wasn't much room, so Pussy had to stay in her kitten form, and No matter how Nadia wiggled, her cunt was always being pressed against the hard edge of the leather saddle. Gallent continted to rumble and groan underneath them, but he was too well trained to buck them off. Unfortuntly, he was too well trained to fly without Liana's express orders either.

"What are we doing up here Nadia?" Rhys complained. "And why the fuck did you drop Liana where those zombies could find her?"

"Trust me, stud," Nadia said, keeping an eye on Liana's magical spear. "Trust me."

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Liana stiffened awkwardly when Graf forced a kiss on her, his petite body climbing on top of hers.

"What are you doing?" Liana yelled, pushing the little guy away, although his hands continued to grope her small breasts.

Graf's girlish face looked betrayed. "I just thought . . . that you know . . . since we both hate Nadia . . . and I did save your life . . . that you'd just want to . . . you know . . ."

"What?" Liana couldn't stop herself from snickering. "Have sex?"

"Well," Graf looked close to crying. "Yeah."

Liana's candied lips quivered with suppressed laughter. Her . . . fuck him? Ridiculous! It wasn't that Graf wasn't attractive; he was, but only in a 'cute' sort of way. Graf was about as cute as her little sister was, and she didn't want to fuck her little sister anymore than she wanted to fuck Graf. Liana liked men, strong me, rugged men, men who stank of hard work and aftershave, men who had muscle and scars and body-hair. Graf only had about 1/10th of the manhood necessary to get Liana's pussy wet, and that still only made him about 1/100th of the man that Rhys was.

"Look, kid," Liana said to Graf, even though they were the same age, "I may hate Nadia, but I'm not interested in hooking up with you, but-" (but I am interested in getting that amulet away from you, then Rhys will love me for sure) she thought. "But how about you show me what you got?" she said with a sly, sexual smile on her face.

"You mean-"

"Let's get naked, baby," Liana said, trying to sound genuine. 

Liana tore away the rags around her waist, and then leaned against Natalia von Nippel's sarcophagus with her ass popped out, looking like every boy's paragon of the perfect girl. She giggled insincerely and wiggled her ass, which nearly caused Graf to pop his nut right there.

With clumsy excitement, the petite young man shuffled out of his black robes, undid he belt, and emerged as naked as the day he was born, except the amulet, Liana noticed. He didn't take the amulet off. 

Liana looked his body over and couldn't decide if she should laugh or cry. Like his face his body was cute, but Liana didn't think that cute was sexy. His chest was flat and hairless, his limbs smooth and without definition, and most pitiful of all was the three inches of erect pee-pee sticking up from a little pink sack that didn't deserve the title of 'scrotum.'

"Um . . . well . . . come and get it," Liana said, faking a smile.

Graf practically jumped her and popped one of her pink nipples into his mouth, sucking more like a baby than a dominant lover, the way Rhys did, and Graf was humping her leg like a horny puppy. Liana reached down and grabbed his ass, which was surprisingly plump, and held him close. Her other hand glided up his back toward the amulet.

"Suck my cock!" Graf yelled excitedly, pulling her hair and forcing her to her knees.

Liana groaned when face with the little pink acorn, but she put it onto her mouth and sucked on it anyway, much to Graf's delight, although for her it was more like chewing a flavorless piece of rubber than sucking an actual cock . . . like Rhys's.

Liana was only about this 'blowjob' for a minute before Graf whimpered and wiggled out of her mouth.

"I'm . . . I'm close to cumming," he said, a single tear rolling down his cheek. 

"Already?" Liana gasped in disgust and surprise. Rhys gave her three multiple orgasms before he had finished. Graf hadn't even stimulated her. 

She stood up and Graf pushed her onto the sarcophagus, her legs flying wide open, revealing the very loosened folds of her once tight pink flower. Graf plunged in, all three inches of his pee-pee popping in without any resistance, so much so that Liana barely even felt him. For Graf though, the sensation of her silky soft insides and warm, wet embrace was too much, and her began to immediately spurt out a watery climax of insubstantial cum. 

"That . . . that was amazing," Graf said, blushing.

"Fuck this," Liana groaned, grabbing for the amulet. Her hand closed around it and she was ready to just rip it off of his neck, but a bolt of fiery energy jolted through her body, shocking her and knocking her back.

(She's after the amulet, you fool! Destroy her!) the voices screamed.

Graf was panting in fear in betrayal, but also in pain, for much of the dark energy that had attacked Liana had also jolted through his own body as well. 

Graf began to chant a spell, his eyes glazed over with an oily black sheen, and infernal red fire began to grow in his open palms. He was going to strike the life out of Liana, stopping her heart cold with a single spell, but leaving her body untouched. She was going to be his very special, very personal zombie.

But Liana had her own trick. Raising her hand in the air she yelled "RETURN!" and there was a boom of thunder in the sky above so great that the windows in the Necropolis rattled. The dark stained windows flashed with light, and the screams of several gargoyles could be heard as they were impaled by a flying spear.

Liana's mithril spear blasted through the ceiling above with such power that it left a gaping hole large enough for a wyvern to fit through, and when the silver-flashing weapon came into her grasp its magical blade struck the sarcophagus's lid with the power of a lightning-bolt, cracking it, and allowing it to fall open.

Liana looked inside the tomb and screamed.

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Liana's scream echoed all the way up through the Necropolis and out into the air, for enough for Gallant to hear. With a sudden flap of its bat-like wings the wyvern roared into the air, taking Nadia, Rhys, and Pussy-pocket with it. The zombie horde below saw what was happening, but there was little they could do but snarl and hiss in all their thousands, and there were too few gargoyles to offer any real resistance. Those that got close were either ripped apart by Gallant's teeth, blasted out of the sky by Nadia's magic, and the unlucky few that got closer than that were decapitated by Rhys's sword.

Seeing the gaping hole in the roof of the Necropolis, Gallant furled its wings and dove in to save his mistress, caring little whether or not the three strangers riding him would survive the decent. 

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Gallant landed hard, sending Nadia and Rhys rolling to the hard floor where the landed uncomfortably, but alive. Gallant smelled new meat, and he turned on Graf (who was naked and shivering) and roared. Graf shrunk back like a coward and tried to push himself into a small niche in the wall.

"That's the necromancer?" Rhys asked, sounding incredulous but unsheathing his bastard-sword all the same.

"Well, that's Graf," Nadia shrugged, dismissing her former student as she always had before. "But hold on, his amulet his missing!"

"She took it!" Graf screamed, pointing to what looked like a shattered sarcophagus. "She's got the full amulet!" 

Gallant instinctually stepped back, and behind him Rhys and Nadia saw Liana, standing there naked, with her spear in one hand and the amulet in another, both of its halves magical reformed into a single whole. There was an uncanny wind blowing about her body, and her golden blonde hair seemed to be tinged a shade of red, and her eyes (once blue) were now glowing like two rubies set aflame. 

"I live again!" Liana roared in a voice that was not her own. "My spirit has found a new vessel, and this pathetic pawn has provided me with an army of the undead. Today, my war begins again. Today, the reign of Natalia von Nippel begins anew."

"Oh shit," Nadia gasped.

The sound of wood snapping and iron hinges breaking alerted her that the zombies were coming, and within seconds the room began to swell with them, hundreds of them, pouring in like a tidal-wave of moldy bones and rusty weapons. 

Rhys decapitated the first three to approach him, but they were about to be replaced by another thirty. "We can't fight this many!" he yelled. He was right.

"Rhys! You take Liana!" Nadia yelled, ripping the shirt off of her body so she could be naked again (she felt closer to her magic if she was naked). "She's possessed, but her soul is still in there. If you can wake her up we can get the amulet off, and she likes you more than anyone else here. Pussy and I will hold the zombies back!"

Nadia swept her arms through the air and summoned waves of fire, disintegrating dozens of zombies at a time, or with a thrust of her hips she's raise a sudden tangle of vines from the ground, bursting through the marble floor and trapping zombies in their place. 

Pussy dashed through every gap she could, slashing out with razor-sharp claws and accurate kicks, knocking skulls off of their bodies, and leaving some zombies falling to pieces. Even for a demon though, her powers were limited, and when she emerged from the fray there were a dozen small scraps on her body that burned her very soul. If she took too much damage her physical form would be destroyed, and her spirit would return to Hell. If that happened Nadia wasn't sure if she would ever be able to summon her again, not with Pussy's father down in Hell still, waiting for his wayward daughter to come home.

Rhys charged at the possessed Liana, but his attack lacked conviction. He didn't want to hurt her, and that indecision hurt him. He swung his sword and she defended with her spear, taking the blow and snickering at its weakness. The naked girl kicked him in the chest, her power so great now that she left a dent in his breastplate. Rhys rolled and landed on his feet, and this time he had to raise his weapon to block a blow from her spear. She hit hard, the force of it knocking him back even further. 

Like a ballerina Liana spun through the air, striking at him with her spear at every turn, slicing the leather bands that held his armor together, striking at the dent in his chest, hoping to pierce it. She laughed, swung her spear like a club, and knocked his bastard-sword form his hands. She stabbed again, and this time the spear went right through the side of armor, cutting the side of abdomen.

"AARGH!" Rhys yelled.

Liana lifted him off the ground with her spear as if he weighed no more than a toy, and then pinned him against the wall. Her glowing red face smiled up at him, getting so close he could smell Liana's sweat breath.

"Your blood," Liana said in that zombie-voice, the one that was really Natalia's. "I recognize the smell of your blood. You're a Faulkner, aren't you? It was one of your clan that put me in that fucking sarcophagus, and bound my soul to the amulet. Well . . . I am going to enjoy torturing you, you pathetic, weak-"

Rhys interrupted her by grabbing the back of her head and pulling her forward, smothering her with a kiss, his strong tongue pushing her pink lips apart and dominating her. The kiss lasted a long time, and when it ended Liana's eyes were not so red, nor was her hair.

"Rhys?" Liana asked, in her own voice. 

It was working. Rhys pulled the spear out of his armor, even though it cut him deeper, and he pushed Liana against what remained of the sarcophagus. His armored hand gripped her perky ass so hard it made her squeal, and his other hand massage you young breasts in a way that made her head dizzy. He kissed her again, this time biting her lip and pushing her down.

"Rhys . . . oh gods . . . what's happening?" Liana asked, tears rolling out of her blue eyes.

"Shut up and spread you legs," Rhys commanded rather harshly.

Liana obeyed with an anxious smile, leaning back over a large chunk of black stone, even though they could all hear the spirit of Natalia screaming in rage, but apparently the spirit of a long dead hag wasn't as powerful as a young woman's sex-drive. 

Rhys kneeled while unclasping his codpiece and spanked Liana's inner-thigh, causing her to squeak and then giggle. He lowered his mouth to her pink flower and did something no man had ever down to her before: he ate her pussy like it the most delicious thing in the world. Liana's little gasp of surprise was followed by deep moans of pleasure, and not long after that breathless screams of ecstasy. 

By the time Rhys was pulling his cock out Liana was already shivering with a series of small but overlapping orgasms, every joint in her body melting like wax. The moment she saw his elephant trunk hanging out of his armor she dove for it, sucking it clumsily like an amateur but with all the enthusiasm of a horny young slut, and the soft flesh of her candied lips was more than enough to get Rhys up to his full length, ten inches of cock hanging over Liana's head like an executioner's weapon.

He grabbed her hair and pulled her back, slamming her mouth down on his cock, forcing her to suck it as deep as she could without gagging (which was only about six inches) but when her gagging subsided her worked the rest in, and when her perfect chin came to rest in the salty leather of his scrotum she looked up at him with her big blue eyes and smiled as much as she could. 

She would have continued to pleasure him orally, but Rhys looked around as saw that the zombies were getting too close. Nadia and Pussy were now fighting back to back, lashing out with spells and claws, and Gallant was protecting Liana by swiping his tail at any zombies that got too close, but there were just too many of them. They were seething in like ants, like flies, like locusts, and there was no end to them.

"It's time I put you down, you bitch," Rhys said, intending it for Natalia, but Liana was aroused by hid dominant tone all the same. He popped his cock out of her mouth and smacked against her check, splashing her face with her spit. He lifted her up and slammed her down on what was lift of the coffin's lid, and with a brutal thrust he fucked her pink pussy like it had never been fucked before, despite the damage Gallant had done. Liana screamed and wailed, already peaking, and Rhys quickly hammered her through a series of overlapping orgasms that would have turned even the hardest bitch into a whimpering babe. 




Nadia and the Necromancer



"YES!!" Liana screamed. 

"NO!!" Natalia howled. 

"Take it bitch!" Rhys roared cumming deep and fast inside of Liana, his sperm filling her up and pouring out of her like a gush of hot milk. He pulled out, and with a few powerful strokes he spent his seed on her perky jest, glazing her tits and the amulet as well. The magic in the amulet sizzled, and the crack from its last breaking began to show. 

"FUCK! NO!" Natalia's spirit screamed. Her ghost materialized in the air above Lillian's exhausted body. The Countess was stern but beautiful, with high cheekbones and a heaving chest even larger than Nadia's. "FUCK YOU FAULKNER! FUCK YOU TO HELL!" 

"You first bitch," Rhys said, grasping the amulet and crushing it in his fist. The amulet shattered not into two but a dozen small shards, and each of them seemed to decay the moment it was broken, becoming less lustrous and metallic, and more like dull clay. The magic in it was broken; the last chain binding Natalia's soul to the mortal world was gone. 

Natalia's ghost screamed one last time, and was then ripped apart, and in the shockwave that followed, so was every zombie within the duchy. 

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When Liana awoke this time she half-expected there to be something even worse than zombies and necromancers standing over her, but there wasn't. The only thing standing over her was a naked young woman with spiky black hair, cat ears, and wicked little smile.

"You're up," Pussy said happily. She leaned done and wished Liana a good morning with a tongue-filled kiss. Liana's body was tingly and amorous, so she took the kiss and enjoyed it.

"Where am I?" Liana asked looking around to see she was in a well appointed room with a large fireplace, a bookshelf, and a window overlooking a garden. 

"You're in Nadia's tower, in one of the guest rooms," Pussy said. "Nadia said I should watch over you and take care of you when you woke up. I was hoping that 'take care of' meant 'have sex with,' but no pressure."

Liana looked into the spunky demon's eyes and saw a horny little girl looking back, not unlike herself. Liana rolled her eyes and smiled before pulling back the covers and allowing Pussy to crawl inside.

The two girls wrestled and teased each other for almost an hour, gliding their slender bodies over one another, and finally bringing each other to orgasm with their pussies grinding and legs interlocked. When it was all over they embraced and kissed again, but Liana was too curious to stay. She left Pussy napping in her bed and wandered out. There were some clothes left for her on a hook by the door but she didn't take them, for some reason preferring to stay naked. 

It wasn't hard for her to find Nadia's room, it was the one at the top of the tower, and also the one from emanated the sounds of some very intense sex. Opening the door she saw Rhys and Nadia in bed, with Rhys on his back and Nadia riding him like an bull-rider, her back flexing from the orgasmic shocks in her body and drenched in sweat. Rhys could only be on bottom for so long though, and he pushed Nadia down and mounted her, fucking her even harder while her legs flailed in the air. That's when he saw Liana.

"Liana!" Rhys said sounding a little guilty. "I-"

But Liana stepped forward and kissed him, knowing full well that the glaze on his lips was from Nadia's vagina. She kissed him long and deep, her small hands running up and down his hot, wet, pulsing chest while Nadia reached up and massaged her waist.

"So," Liana said, smiling. "Can I join you?"

And so the three of them fucked for hours, their bodies rolling over each other in chaotic pleasure, at times the action getting so hot that no one was sure who was fucking who. When Rhys went too hard on one girl he'd knock her out of the game for a few minutes, but he'd still have the other to play with, and when he left to get more wine that just give Nadia and Liana more time to 'make up,' something that usually involved eating each other out. 

As the sun began to set Rhys peaked for the last time that night, showering both girl's with a massive load of his sweet cum, coating their faces, but also filling their mouths, which they took like hungry baby birds. When it was over he collapsed and fell asleep, but Nadia and Liana continued to kiss and swap the cum between their mouths, and even when it was all gone they cuddled and caressed one another, the pleasurable aftershocks of their orgasms lasting for many long minutes.

"So no more zombies?" Liana asked, about fall asleep in Nadia's arms.

"Well, not from Graf anyway," Nadia said, kissing Liana's forehead. "Rhys destroyed Natalia's amulet, and sent her soul to Hell where it belongs, being used as some demon's new fuck-toy no doubt."

"And Graf?" Liana asked.

Nadia snickered. "Don't worry about him. Gallant's taking care of that little bitch." 

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In Nadia's massive stables, where she kept her drakes and unicorns safe and secure, a petite young man was bound with leather straps against a large block of soft wood, his girlish bubble butt stoking straight up in the air. Graf tried to scream, but his mouth was being gagged by a pair of Nadia's dirty panties. He was completely naked, and after being tied down his evil ex-teacher had greased up his rectum with lubricant for some reason. 

"See," Nadia had said while shoving her slippery finger up his ass, "if I was such an evil bitch would I be giving you this much lube?"

He hadn't understood at the time, but he did now. A wyvern came into the stables, walking on two massive furled wings and two hind legs, dragging a long reptilian tale behind it. Graf started to scream, not because of its fangs or claws, but because of the pulsing muscle hanging between its legs. The wyvern had three feet of the longest, thickest, roughest looking cock that the poor little young man had ever seen before, and all of it was aimed right at his virgin asshole.



Nadia Blows Me Away



I closed the door behind us, placed our bags on the floor and gratefully sat on the plush sofa in our suite.

Nadia and I were spending the weekend together. We were looking forward to uninterrupted sex but our hopes were dashed when she discovered it was 'that time of the month' again.

"I'm sorry we can't fuck, baby." She said apologetically with a hint of shame.

"It's alright, sweetheart." I smiled and said. My sex drive was in full throttle since bedding Nadia. She was always in the mood for sex and every time I saw her, we would definitely be having sex by the end of the day.

Nadia was petite with an innocent demeanor. Her five foot four frame, b-cup sized breasts, dark shoulder length hair and perky round ass, Nadia always wore cute outfits to tease me. Today she wore a yellow sun dress which fell just above the knee and gave a generous view of her cleavage.

"Don't move. Just relax. I'm gonna make it up to you." She said to me as she turned and gave me the cheeky look she always gives me when she we're about to do something naughty.

She got up, quickly slipped out of her dress and removed her bra. She then climbed on top of me, took my face in her hands and kissed me with full force. Our tongues pushed and wrestled as she kept our lips locked.

The kissing alone was enough to stir my penis and I could feel an erection forming.

She stopped kissing me and before I could say a word, she directed my face into her left breast. I began licking, nibbling, biting and sucking on her nipple. I had learned that she was most sensitive here and any contact drove her crazy.

She jumped off and her hands made for my pants. She undid the buckle of my trousers and along with my underwear, she pulled them off impatiently.

Her eyes gleamed when she saw my already erect penis.

"I love your dick, baby." She purred as she grasped my dick with her right hand.

She slid her tongue across the length of my shaft and repeated again and again. Her tongue then slowly slid down to my balls and she opened her mouth wide as she enveloped my balls with her mouth. The sensation of her tongue on my balls made me flex my dick, pushing for an even harder erection.

She looked up at me with my balls in her mouth and I could make out a smile as she kept licking.

She lifted her head over my dick and started sucking on my scrotum. She then moved her head up and down, allowing my whole dick to feel the warmth of the inside of her mouth. She lifted her head, spat on my dick and rubbed my dick up and down.

I moaned with pleasure. "Keep going, baby. Suck my dick at the same time."

On cue, she took my scrotum in her mouth while simultaneously moving her hand on the shaft of my dick.

"That's it, baby. Faster! Harder! You're doing it right!" I ordered her. This was pure ecstasy.

Her hand tightened its grip as it moved faster up and down. She sucked and licked fiercely, not wanting to let me down.

My dick was soaking wet with her saliva which dripped onto my balls. She lifted her head and started masturbating me. The change in sensation was arousing and I encouraged her, "Keep going, baby. I'm almost there."

She tugged at my dick then spat on it not stopping the up and down motion of her hand.

"Baby, oh God, I'm almost there!" I warned her as she continued rubbing my dick with increasing force.

She slid my dick all the way inside her mouth and with her tongue she massaged the shaft of my dick. She continued doing that while moving her head up and down.

I was on the verge of cumming. But where? I asked in a slight panic, "Where do you want me to cum, baby?"

She didn't stop sucking. She just looked up at me and gave me that cheeky look again.

"Baby, baby, I'm going to cum, oh God, baby! Where should ... I? Baby ... wait." I was completely in her control.

"Baby, I'm cumming!" My hands moved to push her head away but she remained firmly in position as I felt gushes of cum shoot out of my dick. I trembled with each ejaculation.

"Oh God, baby! That was amazing! Ummm, you can spit out my cum now." I said completely exhausted.

Nadia opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out. She had swallowed every single drop of my cum.

"I love the taste of cum, baby. Yours is especially delicious." She licked her lips, before adding, "I'll want some more tonight."