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Geran and Nicole

By: Guyver23



This is the first chapter in a novel I am writing. Being vain I wanted an audience and feedback. All characters are 18 or over and this story contains incest. If incest is not your thing please do not read. Also, don't comment and tell me I'm going to hell for writing about incest. Read your Bible. God condoned incest repeatedly.

I hope you enjoy the chapter. The rest of the novel takes a left turn from here. 

Geran and Nicole's First Time

Nicole's Story:

I moped around the house. Nothing new. I had been doing it for months. A lot. I poked my head in the fridge. Five minutes later I was still staring at the stuff in the fridge. I finally grabbed a ginger beer and closed the door. Then maybe five minutes staring in the pantry. I sighed several times. I snagged a bag of chips. I wandered into the living room and turned on the TV. I dropped onto the best sofa and tucked my knees up under my chin. Sipping my drink and munching on greasy chips I channel surfed looking for something to cheer me up or get my mind off of my fucking dorky twin brother. Except he really wasn't. He was gorgeous, considerate, my best friend since I came out of the womb -- maybe before, and I was so in love with him it hurt. 

Two weeks ago I couldn't take it anymore and bared my soul to Mom. She told me incest was perfectly normal and among consenting people is perfectly acceptable. She had already known about my feelings seeing me stare at Geran with puppy dog eyes. Her last words on the subject were, "Nicole You and Geran will make an excellent husband and wife. Just have faith and a little more patience. Incest born of love is not a bad thing." Patience is fucking bullshit when you're eighteen.

Although she did share some useful information. She told me, "You didn't start out as fraternal twins. You started as identical twins. I changed the sex of one of the eggs to make you two fraternal twins. Identical twins come from splitting one egg so you two are sharing much more than you know. You could possibly be sharing a soul of sorts. You two are destined to be together. Neither one of you can avoid this fate." I suppose that was good news. Although it was destined it could be tomorrow or fifty years from now. I was so self absorbed I missed what she really told me and didn't ask some questions I really should have asked.

High school was almost over and summer was fast approaching and I didn't have the guts to tell Geran I was in love with him. Why couldn't he fucking see it? I had been in love with him since I turned fourteen. I walked around nearly nude. I let him see my naked boobs and ass. I thought I looked good. Maybe I should walk around completely nude. I thought we were good together. 

Depression took hold of me and I went into my room to cry for a while. There wasn't anything on TV anyway. I was firmly in the sister / friend zone. WHY didn't he want me??? Maybe I should seduce him. What if he rejected me? I wouldn't be able to live. I suppose I could look for a boyfriend this year and try to put Geran out of my mind. I doubted it. I went into his room and raided his closet. Actually, I raided his pile of clothes he had worn but not washed yet. I took a couple of shirts, a pair of his jeans, and a couple pairs of his boxer-briefs. I took them back into my room and flopped on the bed holding and sniffing the clothes. It helped some.

I was actually pretty familiar with his closet. I had made a habit of sneaking into his room at night since I could walk so I could sleep snuggled up to him. It was a rare night we didn't sleep in the same bed. Sometimes I had gotten into his room before he did and hid in his closet. From there I could watch him masturbate his gorgeous dick and I could stroke myself too. After he fell asleep I would creep out of his closet and into his bed like normal. It was commonplace for me to make teasing comments about his morning wood when we woke up. I liked having it pressed up against me. I snapped out of my daydream.

Maybe I could write a book or script for a TV movie. I'd call it, "The Life and Times of an Eighteen Year Old Girl who Spent all Her Time Being Insane and in Love with Her Fucking Twin Brother Like a Sick and Twisted Retard." Lifetime would take it if I made 'brother' to 'sister.' They love that lesbo shit. I screamed into my pillow a few times.

I decided to go talk to Mom again.

"Nicole, honey, Geran loves you. He loves you every bit as much as you love him. He just doesn't know it yet. Emotionally, he is very reserved and needs you to break him out of his shell."

I pouted. "But how am I supposed to get his attention? He might notice my body but he doesn't act on it. Should I just attack him?"

She looked thoughtful. "Attacking might not be a bad idea, but not in the way you think. Get his emotions going. Make him jealous and put him in a situation where he has no choice but to react."

"I could do that. There are tons of guys wanting to ask me out. I need to move on it though. There's only four weeks of high school left." I had an uncomfortable thought. "Mom, what happens if he gets so jealous he loses it? He's a good fighter."

"You'll have to control the situation." She told me messing up my hair. "Fuck, Mom! I just got my hair how I liked it!" I went to fix it again and plot my evil plot.

Monday morning:

I decided to dress kinda slutty to get the attention I wanted. Crop top, shorts, no bra. Actually, I didn't have many bras. I don't like wearing them and I'm a terrible exhibitionist as it is. I just didn't do it very often at school. Geran noticed when I came downstairs.

He stared at me for a minute or two before asking, "Is it supposed to be hot today?"

I smiled, "The weather will be very warm, but I think I will be hot today." I grabbed my back pack and headed for his motorcycle. My nipples were erect and my top was just translucent enough for my dark areolas to just be seen if someone was staring at them.

We put on our helmets and I got on behind him and enjoyed our ride into school. I always enjoyed riding on his bike snuggled up to him. I'm used to guys checking me out all the time, but today was exceptional. I was getting extremely aroused from all the stares. Of course, I was encouraging them and flirting with anything male. I could feel Geran's agitation growing. Phase One was turning out to be a success! Now to keep the heat turned up.

By lunch time I had been asked out seventeen times. I had picked the guy I thought was one of the best looking and all around best choice. His name was Allen and he had a reputation for either getting into a girl's pants or trying very hard to get into a girl's pants on the first date. I hadn't let him know I had picked him yet. I figured I'd let him stew until Wednesday and then let him know he was getting to take me out.

Tuesday and Wednesday I dressed similarly and flirted outrageously. Late that afternoon I agreed to my date.

When we got home Geran started on me.

"Nicole, you really want to go out with Homerun Allen? There's got to be better choices than that! I mean..."

I cut him off. "Look Geran, I want to go out and have a good time. I've heard Allen knows how to show a girl a good time. Seriously, why are you so concerned about it anyway? You planning on fucking me? You worried he's gonna rape me? You can't rape the willing, Dipshit! Now fuck off and let me do my homework!"

I stomped into my room and shut the door leaving him standing in the kitchen with his mouth hanging open. I was shaking like a leaf. I'd never been that mean to him and I hated myself for it. I realized I had tears in my eyes and flopped on my bed to try to calm down.

After an hour or so there was a gentle knock at my bedroom door. I called out, "It's open." Mom came in and shut the door behind her. She sat on my bed and gave me a hug and I fucking lost it. I was sobbing on her shoulder telling her what I did. After I calmed down she assured me all this would be worth it.

Mom dried my face and told me, "This is going to be one of the hardest weeks of your young life. You and Geran will be at loggerheads the rest of the week. On the plus side, you are getting under his skin. Friday night should put you two together. I think it would be wise to stay over at Celeste's for a couple of nights. There's no sense aggravating the situation before Friday."

"Sounds like a plan. I'll text her." Celeste is my best and oldest friend. We've known each other since first grade. If I didn't have designs on Geran then I would be helping her to hook up with him. I know he has the hots for her and she is somewhat attracted to him. She and I sunbathe topless when we know he's spying on us.

I texted her and packed a bag and slipped out the back door and walked over to her house. We had pizza, watched shitty movies, and I updated her on my latest melodrama. She thinks my life is a constant source of amusement. Sometimes I wonder why I hang out with her.

Geran's Story:

I stood stunned in the kitchen watching Nicole storm off after giving me the worst tongue lashing I'd ever gotten from her. She and I had never fought like this. We were always each other's best friend. We shared almost everything. We were closer than most identical twins and at times seemed like we could read each other's minds at times.

I supposed she was desperate to lose her virginity before she graduated. I grabbed some snacks and headed to my room to do my homework.

After a while I realized I was staring at the same page and had been for quite a while and hadn't read it. 'You planning on fucking me?' Her words kept repeating in my head. 

I shoved the book aside and pulled out my laptop and began researching incest. The Bible had several examples of it sanctioned by the Christian god. Adam, Noah. The genetic damage doesn't occur until several generations had bred. It seemed to be a legal issue.

The laws were pretty specific and pretty harsh. Imprisonment seemed to be the common approach. Did I want to risk prison and not see Nicole for several years? Was she serious and was that a hint she threw at me? Maybe it was just an expression or something. I suppose the real question is did I love her that way?

I hadn't really thought about it before. Could I handle it if she was with someone else not me? If she married someone else? That was an easy one. I needed her to be in my life. She needed to be with me and not someone else.

OK. So did I love her enough to make her happy? Did I love her enough to be with her forever? Did I love her sexually? She is incredibly hot. Thinking about her as someone I just met -- yeah -- I'd definitely be trying to have sex with her.

So the final questions were how does she really feel about me and is it worth the risk? Those two questions would torment me for a while. I was horny (as usual) and figured I'd give a fantasy Nicole a try. I found a picture of her in a skimpy bikini and began masturbating. I came faster and harder than I ever had before. That solved that issue. I definitely could have sex with her.

The next morning I was in for another surprise. Mom left a note stating she had gone to work early and Nicole was staying at Celeste's for a couple days. I got ready for school and went in alone. 

I texted Nicole several times before class, but she never replied. Neither did Celeste. She can't be that upset. We've fought before but it never lasted more than a day. I was starting to get very annoyed. End of the school day -- still no Nicole. I found out from some of her other friends she and Celeste weren't at school today. My emotions were going all over the place. Was she ok? Was she still angry? Why wouldn't she respond? I went home alone. The house was empty and quiet. 

Mom had texted me: "Have out of town meeting. Back Fri night. No parties! Look after your sister. Love you. Mom."

Screw this. I texted my friend Vince and asked if wanted to come over for pizza and video games. He agreed and was over within an hour. "Hey Geran. You look like shit."

"Thanks, Dude. Knew I could count on you. Pizza's here. Let's go to the FROG (Finished Room Over Garage) and I'll beat your ass in Halo. Again."

Vince snorted and followed me to our hideaway. Mom had it built to keep Nicole and me from messing up the main house. And we didn't disturb her when we had music or our games turned up.

It was really a good set up. Sofas, chairs, kitchenette, bathroom, futon, huge TV, several game systems, and it was heavily sound insulated. Vince and I started eating. "You want beer, soda, or water?" I asked him.

"You got good beer or that canned cat piss from the 7/11?"

"No, I got some good imported lager." I pulled out a six pack and gave him half.

"Whoa. Mr. Proper is having three whole beers tonight? I'm definitely kicking your ass tonight."

I popped one open and drained it. I opened the next one and sipped on it. "Yeah. I need it tonight. Nicole and I got in a fight and she still seems to be mad at me."

Vince sighed heavily. "OK, Dickhead. What did you do this time? It's like you two are married. Or worse. Sounds a little more serious this time from your tone though."

I filled him in while we ate and drank and watched TV. When my tale of woe was done the pizza and beer were gone. I got up and grabbed another six pack. "Want half?"

Vince nodded, "If you're getting drunk tonight then so am I. How much is in the fridge?"

"Three more sixes. So what do you recommend I do? Wait it out?" He looked thoughtful, but it was probably an act. "You have any choice other than waiting it out?"

"No. What about long term? If she was your sister would you be ok with Homerun Allen taking her on a date?"

"Fuck no man! I'd kick his stupid ass so until he couldn't even look at her without pissing himself. That still doesn't solve the real problem though."

It was quiet for a while. I drained another bottle and looked at him, "Am I supposed to beg you to tell me the real problem?"

He gave a belch, turned on the game and handed me a controller. "Dude, you are the smartest guy at our school and probably several others, but you are a fucking clueless wonder about your own twin. I'm telling you this one time only and no arguing because I KNOW what I'm gonna tell you is true. Sniper on the left building."

I missed the shot. "You told me too late to get him. And you probably set me up on it. So what don't I know about Nicole that you think you do?"

He smirked at me. "You miss more shots and we might as well play Donkey Kong. Maybe you can handle that. Haven't you ever wondered why I never asked her out? She is a total hottie and I would love to date her. Her looks, her personality, shit; everything about her makes her desirable. She's never gone out with anyone."

"Vince, the beer is starting to kick in and riddles don't impress me right now or even make a whole lot of sense. Just say whatever it is." I missed several shots. The beer was not helping my aim.

He sighed again and paused the game. "Look at me Geran. Your fraternal twin sister Nicole is ass over appetite in love with your sorry ass. She practically worships you. She wants you to be much more than her sister and you've been too dense to notice or realize it. I imagine she got impatient and decided you might be a lost cause and decided to start sowing her oats. She is the horniest female I've ever met and she gets even more aroused around you. Practically orgasmic in fact."

It was hard to hear his whole speech with the blood rushing through my ears. I thought about it long and hard before opening my mouth. "HOW do you know? You said you know this -- not that you thought this. So how do you know it for a fact?"

"You didn't think you were the only person with some heightened abilities did you? Aw shit. You didn't even think your intelligence was an exceptional attribute did you?"

I shook my head.

"Geran, you really do stumble through life don't you? You need to open your eyes. OK, you had Fruit Loops for breakfast. You took a shower with Zest this morning. Your laundry detergent is Tide. You haven't been in this room in two days."

I looked at him skeptically. "Easy stuff to figure out by looking through my house."

"Except I didn't. I can smell all that stuff. I can smell pheromones as well and even identify people by them. I can definitely smell female arousal and your sister gets seriously aroused around you. On top of that I can see it in her eyes when she looks at you."

"No bullshit?" I asked.

"No bullshit. Let's watch some movies and drink until we pass out. You need to do some serious thinking. Do you want her like she wants you? If not, let me know because I'm moving in on her."

He shut off the game and switched on some cheesy '80s fantasy movies with lots of T&A. He sat back down on the sofa with two six packs and handed me one.

"Those better be gone before the first movie is over. We'll drink for cheesy lines, tits, sword fights, and magic. Deal?"

I opened all six of mine and got them ready. "Deal."

Two movies later we were on the last beers in the place. I was about twenty seconds from passing out.

"Vince?"

He was about in the same condition. "Huh?"

"Thanks, I owe you."

"Fuck yeah you do."

"I want her. I can't live without her. I just don't know how to make this right."

"You'll figure it out. I think."

Beer-blivion took over.

The next morning I woke up suddenly. After a minute I realized I had ice cold water all over me. A few minutes after that I realized someone had thrown it on me. I stood up getting ready to smack Vince and the hangover took the floor and slid it very hard to the right. 

"Just let me lie here until I have a fighting chance against the cunning floor."

He grinned down at me. "No problem. Just letting you know I'm heading home. Get sober. Get some food. Find your horny sister. Laters."

I went back to sleep. When I woke up again I felt back to my old self. It was three in the afternoon. I wandered back to the main house for a shower and a sandwich. I had to come up with a plan to talk to Nicole before her date.

I was finishing my sandwich when she roared home and ran upstairs in a flurry of activity. I started up the steps with no clue what to say when I heard the shower start. 

Nicole's Story:

Thursday and Friday were pretty depressing and uneventful for me. Celeste stole my phone and hid it somewhere. She didn't give it back until she dropped me off to get ready for my date. Fucking bitch. Although she did try to keep me entertained the past two days.

She dropped me off at home knowing she hadn't given me enough time to get ready before Allen showed up. I raced upstairs and started my shower. I was actually nervous. I'd never been on a date before and I knew Allen would try something with me. How would I handle it? How would Geran handle it? Should I let him? It might be fun. I might regret it. Shit! I really needed the extra time to talk to Geran. My voice mails are full and there's about a million texts from him. I was trying to read a few of them while brushing my teeth. 

I checked the time on my phone. I only had about ten more minutes before Allen would be here. I ran to my room and grabbed a dressy red blouse and a black mini skirt. What else? Panties -- I chose a black thong. Shoes -- nice sandals with three inch heels. A little jewelry, perfume, purse. Doorbell!

I ran downstairs and almost ran into Geran. "We'll talk when I get back! I promise!" I gave him a brief hug and ran out the door.

"Hi Allen!" He looked ok, but he really hadn't made much of an effort. "Hey. You ready?" he asked.

"Yep! Where are we going?" I asked getting into his car.

"Thought we'd catch some dinner. Then who knows? Maybe a movie?" he said it kinda sleazy, but then I didn't choose him because he was a saint. I didn't know what I wanted to do. I knew he was going to try to fuck me. Did I want that? Did I want to do other stuff but not fuck? What were my options? Handjob? Blowjob? Letting him feel me up? I was aroused at the idea but he wasn't really the one I wanted to do any of those things with.


Geran and Nicole Ch. 02



Welcome to the next chapter. A heartfelt thank you to everyone who left kind comments and voted highly for the first chapter. I will probably lose some of you as the tale now goes into the fantastic. There is still incest so if that's not your thing kindly move on. The love story is still progressing as the twins discover more of each other. Some parts are glossed over due to the personality of the story-teller - this time Nicole. Geran will help fill in some gaps when it's his turn again. Comments and constructive criticism welcome however offensive or just plain rude comments will be deleted.

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Geran and Nicole - Chapter Two - The Honeymoon part one

"But, MOM! He's got two cocks now!" I pointed at them.

She sat on the edge of the bed and gently fondled Geran's two dicks until they were fully erect. "This is part of your demonic heritage. When untried demons have sex the male grows a second penis. Geran, you will be able to adjust the length and thickness as you want. Nicole, you will be able to make them the perfect size for you."

I had been thinking about the ramifications of this new development. "Hold on a fucking minute! Where's the second one supposed to go?"

"In your ass, dear" Mom explained to me like I was an idiot.

"NO! No way! No fucking way is that going in my ass! I was a fucking virgin a little while ago and now you two are planning to fuck my ass?!?! No fucking way!!" I figured I looked silly, sitting nude, sweaty, with my brother's cum oozing out of me insisting no anal sex. 

Mom gave me a stern look. "Nicole, stop being ridiculous. You are made for him and he is made for you. You will accept him fully. I don't want to hear another word about it. By the way, Congratulations! You are now Husband and Wife. You share a soul." She seemed genuinely pleased for us.

Geran looked alarmed. "Hold on a minute! Part of my what heritage?"

"Demonic. Don't tell me your hearing is going."

"Maybe you would like to enlighten us? It seems you are withholding a bit of information from us."

She looked slightly irritated. "You haven't figured any of this out already? No? I will give you a brief update and activate some race memories.

"The two of you have demonic abilities. I am a demon. You inherited them from me."

Geran looked exasperated. "That's it? Come on!"

Mom placed a hand on each of our foreheads and unleashed a barrage of power into our minds. 

Mom handed me a small box. "These rings belonged to my parents and were forged in hell. They have powers in them although I don't know what. They will serve as your engagement rings. You can pick out your own wedding rings." 

I opened the box. They were blood gold bands with a complex pattern engraved into the surface. Geran and I thanked and hugged her. I handed Geran one of the rings. They were both the same size. We both slid them on each other's fingers and they adjusted themselves to fit perfectly. After we put them on she added, "They will not come off."

"I'm ok with that," Geran said. 

I figured I was too. I hugged and kissed him and held him tightly. Then I whispered, "If you're very, VERY gentle I'll let you fuck my ass." He smiled.

Mom had a large breakfast prepared downstairs, but I'm guessing she had some other entities actually doing the cooking.

Geran asked her, "Mom, you said we had a demonic heritage but some of the thoughts you put in our heads don't seem to match up to that. It will probably take a week to fully make sense of what you gave us but some parts just aren't lining up with what you said."

She snorted. "Showing off your big brain again? You're correct. You have angelic blood in you as well. The combination and circumstances make both of you something more than either species. Geran, you will become known as Conquest. Nicole, you will become known as War. The two of you will help engineer and execute the Apocalypse.

"Understand the Apocalypse is not Armageddon. Armageddon is the destruction of everything. The Apocalypse is change. It's not just the Judeo-Christian school of thought that helps to shape you. All other religions have a part in this as well, but the Christian designations of the Four Horsemen are the most convenient.

"Make no mistake, however, there are many, many entities that have a vested interest in not changing anything. You two will face resistance and enemies desperate to eliminate you. On the plus side, it's very difficult to permanently kill a Horseman." She looked pleased with herself like she had just told us everything we could ever possibly need to know. I had at least a thousand questions and Geran probably had ten times that amount.

She seemed to sense she was going to get bombarded with questions and she had her distraction ready. She reached into a pocket and pulled out a packet of papers. "This was my wedding present to you both. I apologize for not giving it to you sooner. Here are passports, plane tickets, rental car documents, hotel reservations, quite a bit of cash, boat rental reservations, and the money is in your checking accounts plus there are four credit cards with impressive limits. Your flight leaves in four hours. You are flying directly to Jamaica."

I squealed and jumped over Geran to give her a hug. "You're the best Mom!" I blasted the info into his mind and ran into my closet to start packing. "I poked my head out of the closet, "Get MOVING Geran. We're going on a HONEYMOON!!" I threw dresses, shorts, shirts, bikinis, more bikinis, some of my sexiest panties, what else??? Bathroom! Toothbrush, hairbrush toothpaste, hairspray. Back to the closet. Shoes, belts, jewelry. Anything else? Yes! Hubby!

"Geran! Geran?" I went in his closet where he was piddledicking around. I started tossing stuff into his suitcase. "Come on! The limo will be here in ten minutes! Get fucking dressed!" I was hopping on one foot slipping a miniskirt on. 

I was dragging him out the door five minutes later through the door with two stuffed suitcases. *BYE MOM!! THANK YOU!! WE'LL SEE YOU IN A WEEK!! WE LOVE YOU*

*I love you too. Have fun. And no need to shout!*

The limo whisked us to Newark, well whisked for New York traffic. We got to the airport with two hours to spare. The limo didn't take us to the main terminal. I double checked the tickets. "Geran - this is a private charter!" I had been blabbing non-stop on the ride out here. I was so excited to be with him for a week with no distractions. It was to me a big confirmation we were really married and not just playing at it.

We pulled up to a private hangar where a sleek small jet was warmed up and ready for us. The limo driver hauled our bags onto the plane. Geran tipped him and we got on board. It was a really nice jet. Leather seats, TV, wet bar, a big leather sofa - it was going to be a comfortable flight. 

The co-pilot and pilot introduced themselves and gave us the safety speech. The flight attendant came on board and gave her version and fixed us some drinks. She was a VERY good looking blonde woman in a tight revealing outfit. She made us buckle up for takeoff and told us we had about a five or six hour trip depending on winds. We took off and were on our way!

Geran leaned over to me and said, "Happy Honeymoon, Nicole!" His voice was filled with love. I kissed him passionately and eventually found myself unbuckled and straddling his lap. I was grinding myself against his hard on; dry humping him like crazy. We started ripping each other's clothes off. 

I whispered, "Let's try out the sofa." And got up. He tried but was still buckled in his seat and flopped back down. I laughed at his struggle. He got loose and carried me to the sofa and threw me onto it. I was topless and once I landed on the couch I got rid of the rest of my clothes. I love the way he looks at my body. It's a hungry look and one that is filled with passion and love. He stripped and got on top of me kissing me all over. He made me cum by licking my ears, my nipples, and then he really got busy on my clit, pussy, and asshole. When I was practically delirious he mounted me with two hard cocks. I wrapped my legs and arms around him pulling him tightly against me.

He began testing what felt the best in me. We eventually settled on two eight inch long dicks. The one in my pussy was thick and the other thinner. They felt the best inside me. No one could ever make me feel like he did. We experimented with all sorts of shapes and sizes. We found I could handle up to two feet of dickmeat of massive thickness and yet a 4" long thin dick felt every bit as good. We decided the succubus side of me must make my nether region super accommodating. It was as good of an explanation as anything else and until we did more research we were happy enough with it. At least I wasn't a size queen.

I told him mentally *Mom taught me how to speak telepathically. I want to share my orgasms with you!* and I combined our minds and feelings and passion. He cried out with the sudden intensity of it and began cumming deep inside me. I put my multi-orgasmic ability into him. He started fucking me again. For the next hour we fucked, changing positions frequently. He was climaxing intensely and frequently. His cum was flowing out of me like crazy.

We shared one last massive climax and collapsed off the sofa onto the floor of the cabin. The flight attendant handed us both large bottles of Gatorade. She looked very flushed. She told us, "You may want to get cleaned up and dressed. We land in forty-five minutes."

There was a small shower in the bathroom. We took turns in the shower and then got dressed and back in our seats with fifteen minutes to spare. We held hands, kissed, and whispered silly love stuff to each other until we landed. 

We had another limo waiting for us. It was early evening and the sky was beautiful. I could smell the salt of the sea and feel a warm breeze. 

Our driver was a big muscular black man. I figured he was our bodyguard too. He grabbed our luggage and took us to our hotel. It was on a more secluded side of the island right on the beach. He escorted us to the honeymoon suite which was VERY luxurious. Very expensive furniture, flowers, fresh fruit, fine linens. It was magnificent. Four people entered our room and one gave us the tour. Two bedrooms, a massive bathroom with a Jacuzzi that over looked the ocean. A balcony, chaise lounges, a kitchenette, a living room, cable TV with plenty of porno channels, dining area with glass table. It was very impressive. The other three people had unpacked our suitcases and had everything put away where it should be. The last turned down our bed and poured us fresh fruit drinks. They told us we were expected for dinner in forty minutes at the beachfront restaurant. Dress was beach casual.

Geran tipped them and they disappeared out the door. "Geran, I'm so happy being with you I feel like I'll explode."

"Please don't explode. I can't tip these guys enough to clean up the mess!" he said holding me. I punched his arm.

"Fucking comedian!" I'm getting dressed for dinner. I tried to pull away but he pulled me closer.

"Nicole, I love you so much I feel like I could explode too. It feels like there is more love in me than my body can contain. I am your husband, your lover, your brother, your slave, your protector, and yours." He leaned down and we shared a deep kiss. We gently parted and found they had already laid out our evening wear.

I had a black and red bikini with a lower body transparent skirt wrap. Geran had a smart looking tropical shirt with violet flowers and knee length shorts. We were both equipped with flip-flops. We joined hands and went to eat.

The restaurant was unimpressive at first. Lots of palms and tables scattered between them on the sand. Our table was closest to the water and had a few candles on the table and several tiki torches around it. The way the palms were arranged we could not see any other tables. There was a light warm breeze and the sound of the surf. As a finishing touch there was a hammock a few feet away gently rocking in the breeze. We were seated and they brought us drinks.

We sat in silence taking in the atmosphere. "Geran, this is amazingly romantic."

"You aren't kidding. It is amazing." Another waiter showed up with appetizers. Geran asked, "May we see some menus?"

"Sir, our apologies, but we have no menus. We have one special per day and that is what we serve. We assure you will be pleased with tonight's selection." The waiter explained to us.

"Good enough for me." And we dug in. We were brought seven courses in all and each course had a different drink to accompany it. Every course was just enough and excellent. The drinks ranged from fruit drinks to wines to cream based. The courses were vegetable, soup, salad, some sort of bird, an excellent fish, lizard I think, and an exquisite dessert of chocolate and cloud berries. Dinner lasted a little over three hours. We were full at the end but not stuffed. We found the dinner was prepaid so Geran left a fine tip. 

"Let's test out this hammock." He said taking my hand. He got in first and held it steady for me. I snuggled as close as I could get without getting inside him. I had my head on his chest. 

"Geran, I want to smell your skin, can you take off your shirt for me, please?" I asked in my cutesy girl voice. 

"Anything for you." He said and slid it off and the over my shoulders to keep me warm. I sighed and held him tightly.

"Geran, I think your chest is my favorite part of you. I would love it if you left it bare all the time."

We lay in the hammock for some time listening to the waves and the wind. He ran his fingers through my hair the whole time. It was probably about one in the morning when he leaned down and kissed the top of my head. "Let's go to bed, Babe." 

We clumsily got out of the hammock and took the elevator to the top floor. We entered our room and had some fruit juice, got undressed and ready for bed. The sheets were incredibly soft. Geran left the balcony door open so we could hear the surf. I eased myself on top of him, "I'm not sleepy yet." I reached down between my legs and found two beautiful cocks waiting for me. I backed down his body and impaled myself on them moaning deeply. I stayed keeping my full weight on him, my entire body pressed against him and gently rode him moaning and gasping and panting. I kept it up until he gave a gently cry and grasped my hips holding me still while he came deep inside me. Then he wrapped his arms around me and held me tightly until we drifted into a wonderful slumber.

For the first time our minds linked as we slept and we shared a dream. It was a dream of the distant future. We were more in love then than now. We had children of our own. We had other people who were part of our family, but not related. Not servants. A harem? That was the word that came to me. At any rate there were a lot of us and our power was unchallenged. I think the Apocalypse may have happened but I couldn't tell for certain. As with most dreams much of it was unclear, but I knew I was sharing it with Geran.

We awakened with the sounds of beachgoers in the surf. I slid off his warm body and walked out on the balcony. Not many people. Looked like some more newlyweds, a few anniversaries, a couple of single men on the prowl - they noticed me standing in the nude right away - and a few single girls. The hotel seemed designed for maximum privacy if you wanted it. I felt two arms circle around my waist and a pair of hot lips kiss my neck. I knew by that maneuver he wanted to go out and not back to bed. Back to bed would have been my ears or lips.

I wrapped my arms over his, "What would you like to do today? Beach, Tourism, Shopping?" I asked softly. 

I felt him shift around a bit swaying me to the surf tempo. "It sounds crazy, but I would like to wait on the beach. I would like to go snorkeling this morning and shopping this afternoon. Maybe dinner and dancing tonight? I know I'm forcing my ideas on you so let me know if you'd rather do something else."

I turned and kissed his throat, "That sounds wonderful. You get to buy me some awesome shit!" He smacked my bare ass. 

"Get ready for breakfast and snorkeling!" He called the front desk and told them what we wanted. "We're set. As soon as we finished breakfast we head to the docks. Wow! That's snorkeling wear??"

I had put on a skimpy red bikini with a thong bottom. "Hope you like it!" I grinned at him.

He was staring at me the whole time he got dressed. Swim trunks and a tank top. I put on a bottom wrap. We went downstairs for breakfast. We chose the main dining room this time. We selected a table and were told it was buffet style. There were loads of exotic fruits as well as standard fare of eggs and bacon and such. We loaded up our plates and sat back down. Another couple asked if they could sit with us. The dining room was pretty full. 

We accepted and found they were Doug and Sara from Canada. She was an attractive brown haired girl, maybe twenty-three with obnoxiously large breasts and a killer figure. He had a shaved head and was quite muscular. They both looked yummy and they were pleasant enough company. He kept checking out my tits (my nipples were poking the fabric as usual) and he definitely looked at my ass when I got up to get a second helping. We found out they were also on the snorkeling tour. We finished eating and made our way to the docks. A shiny blue high powered speed boat with tons of snorkeling equipment on board. Sara had a cute but conservative bikini. Doug had a snug pair of trunks. He definitely wanted people to see his bulge. It was large.

It was just the four of us and we made our way to the reefs. We were given safety lessons on the way. At the right spot we dropped anchor and stripped down to our swimwear, put on fins, masks, and tubes and jumped in the water. It was amazing!! The water was incredibly clear and I've never seen so many fish. I even got to see a school of hammerhead sharks close enough to touch. We saw an octopus and so many corals and odd life forms. It was another world. I stuck close to Geran and we had fun talking telepathically when no one else could communicate.

It was an amazing incredible morning. I did notice Doug checking out my ass many times. I didn't care; he could look all he wanted. I was having way too much fun and I was going back to the hotel with my husband, not some big dicked Canadian! Our time came to an end way too soon. I cuddled with Geran on the boat ride back. No one had bothered getting redressed. "Geran, Babe, can we do that again? Pretty pretty please?" I was using my whiney pleading voice. 

He kissed the top of my head. "As often as you want. The swim is good for you. Your tan has deepened quickly! I love your skin when you have a tan!" I already knew that of course!

"Lunch and then you open your wallet for me and all my desires!" I teased him. We got dressed - me in short shorts and a tight bare midriff shirt. He in shorts a tight tank top and an open loose weave button down shirt. We caught a taxi to downtown and found a semi-sleazy restaurant that smelled divine. Lots of sweaty natives in there. We ordered some stuff we didn't know what is was. It tasted damn good though.

A couple big Jamaicans came over and asked Geran how much he'd charge them for an hour with me. Fuck I thought things are gonna get ugly. He told them I only dated men and they should take their transvestite asses somewhere else. The whole joint got quiet. I got ready to start attacking. After a few seconds they started laughing. I was still tense. Geran asked if they were selling. He traded a couple hundred for some of Jamaica's finest. They shot the shit with us for a few minutes while we finished our meal. Then we grabbed a couple ginger beers to go and hit the shopping district. 




Geran and Nicole Ch. 02



"I was testing out some of our 'demonic' powers back at the diner. I guess you would say I was influencing their moods. It worked pretty well," he told me.

We started at the cheap end and worked our way to the most expensive stores. Geran was a trooper. He waited patiently while I tried on tons of outfits and he willingly tried on every outfit I shoved in his hands. I bought tons of clothes and jewelry. We bought tons of souvenirs and some sex fetish idols. We also bought a ton of junk, but it was fun. We had nearly everything sent back to the hotel. At the last few shops where the dresses cost as much as a car we started asking for good nightclubs. We wanted a place connected to a restaurant and a place where it was pretty much an anything goes super dance club. We got the same answer every time. Papa Mist's. 

At the last shop I found my club wear. It was an insanely revealing dress - red of course - fully sequined, backless with a neckline that plunged to below my belly button. It was short; it only came down about an inch below my ass cheeks. I also bought a pair of shiny red pumps to go with it. I indulged in a thick red gold necklace and matching earrings. I was set. 

I set Geran up in a tropical trendy suit. A little on the snug side so I could admire his physique. I added a straw hat. He looked good enough to eat. I jumped into his arms. "I know I blew a shitload of fucking money today but it really felt good to do it. Thank you very much for letting me go shopping crazy today! I promise we can do a half day of anything you desire tomorrow!" I gave him tons of kisses all over his face.

He looked at me and said, "I know exactly what I want to do tomorrow then! There's this place in the mountains like a strip joint but they get gorgeous girls to get on stage and fuck dogs, donkeys, and horses."

I was fine with it, "No problem! What time do we need to start heading that way?"

"Honey, I wouldn't do anything that would make you feel uncomfortable. I don't know of any place like that." He looked so sincere and sweet.

I told him sincerely, "If you ever want to see that I will go with you. If you want I will suck or fuck you while you watch. I'd do anything for you too, you know." He set me down and we walked hand in hand the few blocks to Papa Mist's Club.

At first glance Papa Mist's was a super popular club and restaurant. At second glance there was something sinister about the place. Not overtly hostile but definitely something sinister there. We went in and I was surprised we were immediately seated. I figured we were in for a wait. Geran didn't even have to bribe anyone. The menu was attractive. We ordered surf 'n turf. Turned out it was Lobster and Horse. It was surprisingly delicious! About halfway through dinner a middle aged black man who looked like he had seen his fair share of battles invited himself to sit with us. 

He looked us over with intense eyes. "How is your dinner? Is everything to your liking?"

I answered assuming him to be a head chef or floor manager, "Yes! It's wonderful! I've never had horse before and this is incredible! Your chefs are truly world class!"

He looked at me, "You are most kind child. And most beautiful. Congratulations on your well-deserved honeymoon!"

I know I had a puzzled look, "I don't mean to be rude, how do you know that?"

Geran looked at me, "Nicole, may I introduce Papa Mist?"

Papa looked at Geran. "Well met Conquest. Welcome to my club, War. Do you have mundane pleasures in mind for tonight? We have a few players in your class if your wish is for the more exotic."

Here goes my competitive streak again, "What sort of exotic pleasures? 

This is our first time here." I explained unnecessarily. Duh! He obviously knew it was our first time here.

He patted my knee. "I know dear child. What we have on offer tonight is - and you understand there are no refunds," he joked. "And understand audience participation is highly encouraged. We have various card games, craps, and the odd cock-fight. Moving up the scale there are glory holes, sex shows, dog and pony shows, orgy rooms, that sort of thing. Sideways on is bare-knuckle boxing, kick-boxing, no holds barred cage matches, weapon matches. There are more things but this is the offseason and we do not have as many patrons as in the busy season. We always have our shopping center as well. There is a room to chase the dragon and other rooms for other vices."

Geran looked at me, "Does anything appeal to you?"

I thought about the things he said, "Well, yeah, Gambling, watching some people fucking, fighting, shopping. How could those not appeal to someone like me? Of course, there is still dancing. Papa, what's the set up and rules of the cage matches? They male or female?"

"Of course. They can be to the death or to surrender. The combatants are nude so as to prevent cheating. Other than that the players are free to beat each other to their hearts content." He told us.

I looked at Geran. "I would like to try that, watch some sex shows, and do some shopping. But not today. Today or tonight rather I want to look at the shopping and then dancing. Papa, Can we do that? I want to come back towards the end of our visit for the rest."

He patted her knee again, "My house is your house. Take this key and give it to any of my employees. They will take you to the shopping room. Prices are non-negotiable." He gave her a small silver key and got up and wandered off.

"You can watch some girls get donkey fucked right here! But I really want to dance with you tonight and show off my sexy bod!" I was getting into the music from the club. Not to brag but Geran and I are very good dancers. Mom insisted we take dance lessons from when we were five years old to the present day. There were very few moves I couldn't do. We finished our meal and gave a waiter the key.

He led us to a small room filled with what can only be described as a hoodoo priest's wet dream. I did determine this room was the source of the sinister feeling. We quickly decided nothing was in our interest.

I led Geran to the dance floor and began cutting loose. I knew every man in there wanted me. It made me very wet. The dress flared and flew around my body revealing nearly every inch of me to anyone who was watching. And there were a LOT of people watching. Geran took his own liberties and groped me thoroughly and I returned the favor. Several men tried to cut in. Geran protected me but I did enjoy the attention.

Around one a.m. we caught a cab and headed back to the hotel. I was super horny and attacked him as soon as we got in the room. It was an intense quickie but satisfying. Sleep and first full day done.

We woke up a bit later the next day. I poked Geran a few times, "Honeymoon Day Two!" I announced. "How will you amuse me today, slave?" I teased. 

"Well, first we should feed you. Then should we check out the beach? Go swimming?" He looked at me heading for the shower. I joined him and told him that was a great idea.

I chose an emerald green thong bikini for today. Geran back in his shorts and tank top. I decided to be a bit more modest. I slipped on some Daisy Dukes and a half shirt. We made our way to the lobby and decided to eat on the veranda. More yummy fresh fruit. Some breakfast meats and bread. Hmmmmm. Some sweet pastries. I loaded up two plates and grabbed a carafe of mixed fruit juice and headed to our table. Geran's plate was more modest.

We watched the beachgoers, the boats, kite surfers and the sea birds. It was another beautiful day, but the staff said to expect some heavy rains this afternoon. We talked about silly shit while we ate and occasionally fed each other tidbits. After we ate we walked to the beach. We stripped down to our suits and we walked up the beach hand in hand. In a while we had crossed to a topless section so I pulled mine off. We had our feet in the clear blue water as we walked.

We eventually made our way back to our section of the beach and baked in the sun for a couple of hours before heading into the water to swim. It was heading towards lunchtime and we decided to head into town again for lunch. We kept with our beach wear - shorts and tees.

This time we took a taxi to a mid-range place over-looking the harbor. We took our time and storm clouds were rolling in by the time we finished. Geran asked me, "What would you like to do in the rain? It's coming soon."

I thought about it, "Would you like to walk around the harbor and window shop in the rain? We haven't done silly shit like that in a long time."

He smiled, "Sounds great!" We looked at all the boats. Some looked like they shouldn't be floating. Some looked like floating palaces. As we were walking around the harbor, the wind picked up, there was some lightning and thunder, and the rain started. It was a steady rain but not a downpour. We were thoroughly drenched and laughing. 

"Hey Geran," I called to him. "I've been wanting to ask this for a while." I hadn't really, it had just occurred to me. "What made you suddenly realize you loved me and wanted me? It was pretty sudden and not very typical for you. I'm not complaining - just curious."

We kept walking in the rain. For once his nipples were on display and not mine. "I've always loved you, but I mostly thought of you as my sister and someone I wanted to protect. And you're my best friend. With the incest taboo we were subjected to it was difficult to look at you as anything else. You showing off your body most of the time I definitely had thoughts about you. I peaked in the bathroom while you were showering and I spied on you a few times while you were masturbating. I didn't know if I was in love with you but I lusted after you and I didn't want to do anything to jeopardize our relationship. I couldn't handle it if you hated me or if the authorities tried to separate us due to incest laws. Then when you went out with Homerun Allen I knew I had to be with you"

I kissed his hand, "I would never hate you. Not even a little. You're always thinking about my feelings. I'm going to enroll in a sex class when we get back so I can drive you insane!" I wondered if there were such classes. If not I would hire some hookers and porn stars to teach me. "I have a confession - I used to hide in your closet at night and watch you play with yourself."

"Seriously?!"

"Yeah, I loved watching you and wished I was the one stroking it for you."

"Why didn't you ever do it?"

"I was scared of rejection. I'd die without you." We stopped walking and he held me tightly. We stayed like that for a few minutes before we continued in the rain holding hands.

I tugged on his arm. "Geran I want you to use all your subtlety and look into the window of the blue and yellow house behind you overlooking the blue sailboat." I had spotted Doug watching us with what looked like ill intent.

He did by picking me up and spinning me around a couple of times. "I caught a glimpse of a familiar face. Doug. What do you think it means? He did not have a friendly expression to be sure."

"Well, I don't like it. Should we ignore or confront?" I asked getting ready for a fight.

"Hmmmmm. I don't feel like ruining our day with a confrontation. Let's ignore him for now."

"K. I see some breaks in the clouds. Looks like our rainy adventure might be coming to an end soon. It was fun, though! Should we head back and get changed for dinner?" I asked.

"Yeah, let's eat at that place tonight." He was pointing at a building sitting out over the water on a pier. It had a big fish over the sign.

"Maybe I want to choose the place we eat tonight. Ever think of that Mr. Pushy?" I was teasing him but he hadn't caught on yet.

"I'm sorry. Of course you can choose. Where would you like to eat?" He asked with concern.

"Oh anywhere is fine!" I giggled and started running. He chased me. I let him catch me. A bit later we hailed a cab and went back to the hotel to change.

We changed clothes. I chose an elegant red sequined floor length dress. It was backless with a plunging neckline and a slit up the side all the way to my waist. No underwear possible with this outfit. I had matching red open toed shoes with three inch heels. Blood gold necklace and earrings were the finishing touches.

Geran was in a tuxedo. I had never seen him in one before. He looked incredible. "Geran, I want pictures of us like this. Can we? Please?" I knew I looked good as well. My skin was deeply tanned and my long dark hair was behaving for once.

"I had the same thought. Lemme call the front desk."

Ten minutes later we had the beach and sunset at our back and a photographer taking pictures of us on our balcony. We had a lot of pictures taken on the balcony and then we moved to a fancy room off the lobby with flowers and fountains. We had many more pictures taken. It was a great experience. Geran gave the photographer a massive tip and asked for more to be taken tomorrow seaside.

We had a limo waiting to take us to dinner. On the ride over I asked Geran, "Did you see Doug?"

"Yeah, I saw him walk past our photo-session twice. What do you think? Stalker? Serial-killer? Something more serious?"

"I don't know. I'm not getting any vibes from him. Maybe he's just watching us for someone else." I offered.

"Maybe." He didn't sound convinced. We held each other and gazed out the windows at the nightlife until we reached the restaurant. It was a VERY expensive place. Waiters fawned over us like we were royalty and we had a semi-private room for dinner.

We had champagne and some exquisite food. It was like the first dinner where we just ate what they had prepared for the day. Shellfish appetizers; awesome crusty bread; quail stuffed with pate de fois gras; Cajun seasoned swordfish with baby potatoes and carrots; cold spiced beef; lemon kumquat custard poured over a cake with starfruit slices. Different wines with each course. I liked these type meals. They lasted quite a while. Tonight's took four hours and we were suitably full and tipsy by the end of it.

We talked about our emotions and future over dinner. Some of it was sappy. We decided we liked the Caribbean more than New York and decided to set up residence on one of the islands a few years down the road. Geran had found one of his new talents was teleportation. He thought perhaps with practice teleporting bigger and more massive amounts of stuff he might be able to teleport a building. He's got plans for a fortress and wants to move it intact in one shot from NY to somewhere else. An island now probably.

Dinner was obscenely expensive. Well over a thousand for the two of us. Geran paid and left a good tip. We did some ballroom dancing in the main hall. They had a live orchestra playing classics from the 1940's.

After dancing a couple hours we took a leisurely walk around the harbor looking at the lights on the boats. We discussed buying a ship large enough to live on and travel the world. Geran had told me he was working on a plan for us to be billionaires within a year. I had faith in him and knew he'd inform me when he had the plan firmed up. Of course we now knew Mom was extremely wealthy but had no idea how much she had.

After dinner he took my hand. Our limo was waiting outside. We got in and snuggled on the ride back. I was aroused and wanted him badly. We got to the hotel and I attacked him although I was careful not to damage the tux. This time I gave my first blowjob. He had eaten me out so many times so far and I hadn't returned the favor. I could only work on one at a time so I chose one and stayed with it. Geran made the other one go away for a while to help me out. He also reduced the size of the one I was working on which helped me. I tried deep throating and gagged. I was not to be deterred. I kept it up until he came. I wanted to swallow it all but some spilled out of my mouth. I smiled at him, "So how'd I do?"

"You are amazing!!" He was panting.

I sucked him back to hardness and rolled on my back. "Take me, Geran."

This time when he came I pushed his boundaries. I kissed him and the gently pushed his head down my body. He looked at me with a questioning expression. "You want me to lick you clean? Let me look at you for a moment. I didn't realize how sexy your pussy and thighs looked covered in and leaking cum."

I giggled. "Yes, lick me clean of all your dirty cum. Will you?"

He gave me his answer, "Anything for you." It was wonderful. The dirtiness of it made the experience even better. I passed out from the intensity of my orgasms.

I made certain I woke up first the next morning. I had to keep practicing my oral techniques. I wanted to impress Geran by being able to deep throat his full size. I got into position and gently took one in my mouth. It was soft which helped. I steeled my mind to push through my gag reflex and began lowering my mouth on it. I felt the head touch the back of my throat and I told myself there is no gag reflex and kept pushing it in. I gagged just a little and then controlled it. I kept going until my nose was buried in his pubic hair. I decided I was going to shave his groin.

He was awake now and running his hands through my hair. I started getting into it and was working it in and out of my throat. After a few minutes I realized I was doing it because I enjoyed it and not because Geran wanted or expected me to. It felt amazing sliding his cock in and out of my throat and mouth. It occurred to me I had extra nerve endings in my mouth and throat. I confirmed my thought when I climaxed from giving Geran a blowjob. I was moaning on his dick and the vibrations helped provide that last push and he flooded my mouth with his hot cum.

I wasn't going to lose any this time. I locked my lips tightly on him and swallowed as fast as I could. I counted seven big spurts and four little ones before he finished. I didn't lose a drop! I was very pleased with myself. I looked up at Geran and gave a big smile. "How was that? Did you enjoy it because I did!"

He pulled me up to him and gave me a very passionate kiss. "You keep getting more and more perfect! What would you like to do today?"

I licked his chest a few times. "Geran, I want to make love, have sex, fuck, fuck hard, and do tons of perverted things to you all day and all night. We can order room service and the waiters can get to see me fully nude sucking your cock!

And we did! All day we played with each other's bodies and learned what was good, better, and best for each other. By the time the evening rolled around we were covered in sweat, saliva, and cum. The hotel room reeked of sex although I guess most of the sex smell came from me. Geran loved it so it didn't embarrass me anymore. 

"Geran, I'm hungry. Let's go out to eat tonight."

"I thought you wanted to stay in bed all day?"

"We did. Now I want to go out." I explained with the tone of speaking to an idiot. "Besides, look at how red and swollen more poor little abused pussy is." I spread my thighs and showed him. As predicted he began diving for it. I held him back and said, "Dinner first. And no my pussy is not your dinner tonight. Maybe dessert but not dinner."

He tore his eyes away from my very wet pussy and looked at me. "So where would you like to eat tonight?"

"Let's go back to Papa Mist's!"

"You seem excited to go. You wanting to do some gambling?"

I chewed my bottom lip a moment. I was a little embarrassed to tell him what I wanted. "Kinda. Sorta. I want to do the battle thing. Is that ok?"

"I'd love to watch you fight some girl in the nude. You think he has some suitable opponents in your class? You don't want to go head to head with a super ninja." He looked a little concerned.

"Hey! I'm a pretty good fighter! I can handle my own!" I was a little indignant.

"I know you're a good fighter, but you aren't very experienced. You've never done an anything goes type battle before. We can ask Papa more about it when we get there. Now go wash the cream out of your pussy and let's get ready."




Geran and Nicole Ch. 02



I hopped in the shower and took a quick one. As I was drying off I called out to Geran, "What should I wear?" As if I didn't know what he'd say.

"Daisy Dukes and a bare midriff halter top. No undies."

"Geran you are so predictable."

"Maybe, but I looking at as much of your flesh as possible."

"I love you too."

We took a cab to Mist's club and were seated right away. Geran kept staring at me the whole ride over and at the table. I was starting to feel a little self-conscious when he suddenly reached across the table and took my hands.

"Nicole, you are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, but I don't want you to think I'm only interested in you physically. There aren't enough words to tell you how much you mean to me and how much I love you. It physically hurts me to think you might be away from me. You are my soul. I...I..."

I squeezed his hands and pulled them to my lips to kiss them. "Stop. I know how you feel because I do too." Both of us were getting teary eyed. "I will NEVER leave you. Even if you tell me to or cast me away. If we are ever separated I WILL find you. You as much a part of me as my own heart. Now stop making me cry so we can order and eat."

He pulled my hands to his lips and kissed them and then released them. "I just want you to know if you want to dress more conservatively or have less sex it's fine with me. Anyway, what do you plan on having for dinner?" he asked me.

"Hmmm. Caribbean Shrimp with Plantains and Pasta. You? Oh, stop making faces! It'll be good!"

"Blegh! I'm going with the Catch of the Day Caribbean Style with Rice and Veggies."

A voice to the side suddenly spoke, "An excellent choice youngsters! Glad to see you again." It was Papa Mist. He pulled a chair up to our small table and began chatting with us. He told us several local legends and ghost stories.

To be continued...



Geran and Nicole Ch. 03



This chapter finishes the honeymoon and begins to get serious. Some chapters (like this one) will be more story based and others more sexual in nature. I hope you enjoy both aspects. Feedback and constructive comments desired.



Geran and Nicole – Chapter 3 – Honeymoon pt 2

Nicole's Story:

I had been thinking about the fights since the last time. Eventually I told him I wanted to do some no-rules fighting later. He gave me some info and I asked a ton of questions. Part way through our discussion he placed his hand on my bare thigh and slowly rubbed it. I figured he wasn't doing any harm and decided not to piss him off so I let him fondle my leg. Stupid decision. He was rubbing subtle poisons and sedatives into my skin.

After dinner Mist led us downstairs to the private club. I was to do a three round match. Geran was led to a special VIP seating and I was led to a locker room to get undressed and get ready. I was excited to be in a no holds barred fight. Being nude while doing it was icing on the cake. Since losing my virginity I was becoming a real exhibitionist and on my way to a full-fledged nymphomaniac. I wanted Geran almost constantly.

I entered the ring and sized up my opponent. She was fairly attractive and about four inches taller than me. The bell rang and the match started. I was a little disappointed as I beat her extremely quickly with a flurry of punches and kicks.

The second girl was much beefier and took me a round and a half to beat her. I had a big drink of water and used a towel to wipe some of the sweat from my chest and belly. I waved at Geran. My third opponent came into the ring. She was about 5'10" and looked very strong. This match should be more challenging to gain my third knock out.

We did the hand shake and went back to our corners to wait for the bell. While we were doing that a cage was lowered onto the ring. No one said anything about a cage match. The ref was outside the ring and announced to the crowd this was a death match which got the crowd roaring. Well, I suppose I could handle that. This doofy bitch wasn't going to beat me.

Geran and I were both active during the fight so I have to tell the rest of the story from our memories and from watching the videos taken of the fight.

Geran had noticed in the second fight my reflexes were a bit slower and got extremely concerned when the cage came down. My opponent came running at me in the ring and she and I exchanged several punches. She got the better of me and grabbed my ponytail and threw me into the cage. I bounced off of the grill like a wet rag. My vision was getting a little blurry and I was getting dizzy.

She grabbed my throat and crotch and lifted me over her head before slamming me face first into the mat. She held my body in place with my face and upper chest pressed into the mat and her arm over my thighs bending my body over my head nearly breaking my back. I later learned the move was called a leg hook camel clutch. Yippee. I was kept that way while she would put more pressure on my thighs causing my spine to creak at the snapping point. After a minute or two of that she began punching me as hard as she could in my stretched belly. I wanted to double over but couldn't break her hold. 

Geran was locked in the VIP room and was trying to bash down the door when gas began seeping into the room. He let loose with a massive blast of power sending glass and steel flying everywhere.

I was crying and in so much pain I couldn't think straight. She pushed down hard on my thighs and I heard my back bones crack. I felt her rough fingers grab my nipple and squeeze. I was trying to scream but couldn't get any air. She gave one last squeeze and literally crushed my nipple. I felt blood squirt out of it and almost lost consciousness. I felt another hard punch to my gut and then she and I went tumbling as Geran smashed into her. 

He kicked her throat hard enough to drop her but not hard enough to kill. While she was gasping for air he pinched and crushed her clitoris like she did to my nipple. His face had an evil cruel smile as he got ready to really begin tearing into her.

"STOP!!!" Papa Mist had appeared in the ring. Geran turned towards him and started walking towards him. "Stop child! You don't know whom you're messing with!"

Geran's evil smile grew. "I'm dealing with a dead man who caused my wife to be hurt in a rigged match. You are a shaman / witchdoctor with some exceptional spell casting abilities. I am Conquest!"

Geran was now face to face with Mist. He reached out and placed his hands on either side of Mist's head and slammed another power blast through his skull. He then gently picked me up and teleported us back to the hotel.

We spent the next thirty six hours in the hotel where he doted over me constantly. It was almost embarrassing how he took care of me. 

He did leave once to go raid Mist's office. He came back with three mystic tomes he said were pretty important and powerful. He could only read parts of them and I figured he'd be busy translating when he had time. 

He showed them to me. "This one is called the Book of Eibon. It's supposed to have a lot of useful stuff in it. This next one is a book on Demonology and Angelical Orders. I have no idea what this third book is but if you put your hand on it you can feel the power coming from it."

I placed my hand on the cover. "I don't feel anything. They really stink though. Can you wrap them in something?"

"Yeah. They almost smell like rotted flesh. I'll call our driver to go buy some waterproof aluminum cases. Maybe some plastic wrap, too. Remind me to tip him extra well when we leave. How's your belly doing?"

I flexed it. "It barely hurts anymore. You should let me out of bed." I told him knowing the answer.

"Not until tomorrow morning."

"Well, then get in beside me and hold me while your fragile little sister recuperates." I pulled back the sheet for him giving him a good look at my naked body. He got undressed and slid in beside me kissing my ear and gripping one of my breasts. "Don't start something you can't finish BIG brother."

We had already found out both of us had more erogenous zones than humans. Our ears were very sensitive. Mine more than his. He had made me cum before by tonguing my ear.

"Nicole, you may be little but you're the perfect size for me. And I love how your nipples are nearly always erect."

We rolled onto our sides and spooned fitting my 5 foot frame tightly against his six foot plus body. He wrapped his arms around me and held me tightly. I felt him fall asleep and probed his mind a little to get him erect and keep him asleep. I got both his dicks inside me and then made the heads bigger and put a mental lock on everything so he would stay in me while we slept. I left our minds lightly touching and drifted off as well.

The next morning we woke up at the same time and he was still inside me. It felt wonderful. Apparently he thought so as well because within a few minutes I was under him with my ass in the air while he fucked me roughly. I have to confess, I liked anal and I liked having two cocks in e even more.

After he came inside me we cuddled for a few minutes and then he pulled out of me. It literally felt like a vital part of my body and soul was missing when he did that. I'm not certain if it was my succubus nature coming to the surface but I was becoming absolutely addicted to sex. 

We showered, had breakfast and Geran packed a small bag with some extra clothes. "We're going into the hills today to practice fighting with our new abilities. I have a feeling we're going to need them." He looked a little grim.

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"What is that bitch trying to do?" the first member hissed.

"She's obviously trying to control the game. Like always. She managed to get her two brats to break the first two seals just by fucking. Horsemen never have sex with each other. They never breed. These two could breed and who knows what their offspring would be." This came from a hovering pool of shadows.

The third entity looked angry. "The easiest way to thwart her is to murder one of her offspring. There ARE ways to kill even a Horseman albeit very difficult. They are much more vulnerable than she will ever be."

The other two agreed.

The shadows commented, "You never know. She may have them out there as bait. Only she is clever and insane enough to use something as powerful as a Horseman as a lure to get to us. Or others. There are many more powers besides ourselves preparing to eliminate them. Perhaps we should lend some skill, knowledge, and leverage to some of them and see how she reacts prior to our engagement."

There were murmurs of consent and the three began discussing prospects.

Geran's Story:

I was concerned. I knew Mom was keeping a lot of information from us. Information that might be crucial to our survival. I could see Heaven, Hell, and everything in between rising up against us to prevent the Apocalypse. We needed to know how much influence we had in shaping the Apocalypse. Could we make a few selective changes and be done with it? Or would we end up pushing the world towards Armageddon just to eliminate our enemies and get the job done? Papa Mist was just the first move in this game.

It was extremely difficult to concentrate on our official duties however. Seriously, how can anyone concentrate with an incredibly gorgeous female offering her body to you at all times? The pheromones she gave off were enough to keep me in a perpetual state of arousal. Add to that my incubus blood and it was an absolute miracle we had enough will power to stop fucking for even a minute.

We were in our limo heading for a deserted area to practice our new demonic fighting skills. I was very curious about the angelic ones but Mom had locked those off and I hadn't figured out how to get around her barriers in my mind. 

Nicole was looking out the window and I was gazing lustfully and lovingly at her. She was wearing a sports bra and tight spandex shorts. Her skin was deeply tanned and flawless. She was incredibly toned but not ripped or bulked. Those luscious dark nipples were poking through her top, erect as always. Her magnificent boobs were held in place by her top. They were C cups just barely below a D cup and perfect. Those long legs that were incredibly shapely and strong. I could still feel them wrapped around me. I couldn't see her ass but it was tight and yummy. Her long, dark, thick hair was in a high bouncy ponytail. She looked over at me and smiled knowing I was nearly drooling.

"See something you like?" she asked coyly.

"You are the most beautiful woman ever." I whispered.

She actually blushed. "How much longer until we get wherever we're going?"

I checked the GPS. "Only about ten more minutes."

"That's plenty of time!" She lunged across the seat and yanked my shorts down. Her mouth swallowed my larger cock and her hands were stroking the other one. I knew she was trying to make me cum before we got there so I relaxed and watched her perform erotically. She made me cum, swallowed it all, and had my pants back in place just as we pulled into an open field. She gave me a deep kiss and swirled some leftover semen into my mouth. I could care less about the Apocalypse. I just wanted to be with her every second.

We reluctantly separated and got out of the car. The one ability that kept flashing in our minds was creating sword like objects from our blood. A quick nip on our wrists and we grew the blood blades. We were surprisingly good at using them although Nicole was a little better than I was. We practiced until lunch.

"Let's take a break and eat. I'm getting hungry." I told her.

"Shit yeah! I'm famished!" 

Jerome had laid out a large blanket and picnic for us. We asked him to join us and after some arguing he finally agreed. 

Nicole began peppering him with questions. "Did you have special training to be a bodyguard?"

"Yes. I trained with several mercenary groups in Africa. I protected several families over there before coming here to protect the people who could really pay for my services. I suppose I've become more mercenary than bodyguard now." He had a very deep rumbly voice.

"Kill anyone?"

"In Africa, yes. I haven't had to even hurt anyone here."

"What kind of weapons are you carrying?" Nicole was being relentless. I did notice she was using the interrogation as an excuse to stare at his physique. He was very ripped and his bicep was about the same size as her waist.

He began pulling out guns, knives, small grenades, a wire garrote, some vials of poisons, and a few other nasties. She poked through some of them. "Show me how to use a few of these."

For the next couple of hours he showed us (primarily her) how to use some of the more subtle weapons. He used the opportunity to have her body pressed against his when he could. She was eating up the attention and made certain I was watching when she pressed or rubbed against him. She made us take off our shirts so she more eye candy.

I could tell she was getting to her bursting point and suggested we try out the power blasts a little so she could cool down. 

I was better at blasting than she was. We found we could vary the intensity but they were draining and we only managed about ten shots before we couldn't do any more. The blood blades didn't drain us at all so we practiced with them the rest of the day. Jerome had a katana in the trunk and showed us several very helpful moves.

I also practiced teleporting. I could 'port to the hotel and back easily. Holding Nicole tightly I managed to teleport us both to the hotel and back. Then I was completely worn out. 

Almost. Nicole jumped me as soon as the door closed and fucked me senseless on the drive back. Our minds were linked while she rode me and 98% of the time she was thinking of me. The other two percent were brief thoughts of Jerome, Vince, and even Homerun Allen. Very surprising to me was the fact I got even more turned on thinking about being able to watch her climaxing on someone else's dick.

I knew she would never leave me and I certainly wasn't going to leave her so our relationship was strong. Occasional sex with another partner might be fun. I definitely wanted to get Celeste into bed if Nicole was open to it.

We got back to the hotel and thanked Jerome. We made plans to repeat our training tomorrow and headed up to our room.

Nicole peeled off her clothes and headed for the shower. "Order room service – surf & turf for me – then help me in the shower. And yes you can fuck Celeste, but I really don't want to fuck any other guys. You're everything for me. Unless it would turn you on and then I would do it for you. But not right now and we'd need to discuss it in GREAT detail first."

I stood with my mouth open for a minute until I heard the water start. I called room service and stammered my way through an order and joined her in the shower.

"No funny stuff," I warned her. "Our meals will be here in fifteen minutes." We washed each other and did a lot of heavy kissing but made it out before dinner.

We ate and went to bed soon after. I thought we might just go to sleep but we ended up passionately making love half the night. 

We slept in the next morning and had sex again when we woke up. We absolutely were consumed with each other. We met Jerome downstairs and engaged in another full day of blood blade practice. Jerome continued teaching us great moves and we caught on to them immediately. He said we were naturals and I suppose we were. Our reflexes were faster than human and our strength was a greater. 

Back at the hotel we bid Jerome goodnight. 

Nicole nudged me. "Can you pick up some drinks, snacks, and shit from the gift shop over there? And maybe a cute useless souvenir? I'm going to go start the shower. Feel free to join me when you're done." She gave me a kiss on the cheek and sauntered off shaking her ass and getting every guy in the lobby to stare and lust after her.

I picked out the stuff she wanted and found a cute baby doll t-shirt with the word "Jamaica" on the front. I paid and headed to our room.

As I opened the door I called out, "I got snacks but no shit..." The words stuck in my throat. Blood was everywhere in our room. Nicole was standing in the middle of the room with two blood blades. She was surrounded by six dead men with guns in their hands. 

I grabbed her, "Are you hurt?"

She shook her head slowly, "No. I dodged the ones that shot at me. I had to kill them. I've never killed anyone before. I thought it would bother me more."

"Start packing our stuff. I'm calling Jerome to pick us up and take us to a different hotel. MOVE!" We both sprang into action.

Ten minutes later we were throwing our bags in the back of the limo and Jerome peeled out of the parking lot. "Where do you want to go?" He asked us.

"Get us in the shitty part of Kingston. Can we ditch the limo before we go?" I was thinking of what to do and where to go.

Jerome pulled into a bar and went inside. He came back out in three minutes waving some keys and pointing to a rusty pickup truck. Nicole and I started throwing suitcases and weapons from the limo to the truck. "Nicole get in the cab with Jerome." I tossed her a pistol.

I jumped in the back and grabbed a rifle. Jerome took off again and took a very roundabout way to the slums. He pulled the truck into a rundown shack missing a wall. We piled out and set up for a siege. 

"There's running water, but no power and no hot water. Nicole you can at least wash the blood off of you. Geran you take first watch. I'll take second."

I realized I was hungry and the blood smelled very good. I shook it off and got the bag of snacks I bought a little while ago. Nicole was washing herself in the cold water. She dried herself with some of the clothes we brought and changed into the warmest clothes we had.

She leaned against me and took a sip from my soda. "Geran?"

"Yeah?"

"Is this what our lives are going to be like from here on out?"

"I don't know. Is Jerome asleep?"

She checked. "Yep. Merc life. Able to grab sleep anytime anywhere."

"I'm going to try teleporting when he wakes up. We need to get back to Mom. She has to know what's happening and how to defend against it."

"You think you can 'port that distance?"

"I hope so. Maybe distance is irrelevant." We waited in silence back to back listening and waiting. A few hours later Jerome woke up and I explained my plan.

I stood in the middle of the room and concentrated. A second later I was in my room. I quickly 'ported back. "I can do it." Jerome, do you want to come with us or stay?"

"This is my home. Best of luck to you kids." We shook hands. Nicole gave him a passionate kiss. I handed him several thousand dollars in cash, grabbed Nicole and we disappeared from Jamaica.

Once we were back in my room we began searching for Mom. Typical. She wasn't here. "Let's get cleaned up and something to eat. Then some sleep. Go ahead in the shower. I'm going to double check the house." 

We hugged and she went to the bathroom. I searched the house high and low for anything out of the ordinary. I was in the garage when it hit me how close I had come to losing Nicole. I knew she was an accomplished fighter and had excellent reflexes, but it was entirely possible one or more of those guys could have gotten the drop on her. I leaned on my bike and tried to keep the tears at bay. 

SHIT! I should've searched the bodies! Would they still be there? It's been five hours. I decided I'd risk it. I 'ported back to our hotel room; looked around for three seconds and 'ported home again. 

The room had looked immaculate and had reeked of sorcery. 

I joined my sister in the shower. We bathed and held each other until the water started to cool. We dried off and went downstairs and fixed some sandwiches and ate in silence. After we ate we went back upstairs to bed. I held her tightly against me and we drifted off to a troubled sleep.




Geran and Nicole Ch. 03



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The first hissed, "All six were eliminated by just the girl! It was a disaster!"

The shadowy entity looked at the other two. "It was worth the sacrifice of the agents to see how they would react. Our primary agent remains undetected and ready for future use. We tested an organic attack through a proxy unit. Next we will try a technological attack through another expendable proxy. We remain beyond suspicion for now."

The third entity mused, "If one of the charged bullets had hit her we would have at least known the effectiveness of the research. We still have several sniper rounds available."

The first was positively vibrating with anticipation, "Yes! Fire at them from the rooftops as they go to school!"

The second answered, "Patience. SHE will be watching for such an attack. We will proceed with the second attempt as planned. It has a fair chance of success. If it fails we will explore the sniper option. Unfortunately, due to the nature of these two beings, we may have many opportunities to attempt their removal."

The three agreed.

Nicole's Story:

The next morning Mom woke us early and handed us some outfits. "Get dressed – formal combat. It's time to introduce you to the cabal at their base. Some call it the Hall of Doom from the old cartoons. It's silly but a lot use it. Others call it the Stone Church. Today may or may not go well, but we need to make the attempt. If successful you will have some powerful new connections." She was all business.

We got dressed in a hurry not speaking much. Fuck what we getting into?

We found Mom downstairs and without a word transported us to the Hall of Doom. I figured it was filled with super powerful dorks. We shimmered into existence. Well I was half right. Fuck! I had assumed super heroes! These were super villains! She could've warned us! They knew her well enough. The lightweights showed her the utmost respect. The middleweights almost as much. The heavyweights even deferred to her. The mega weights treated her as equals. Something to fucking think about.

She introduced us to those she thought worthy. I figured we would have a formal introduction later. Most of the males eyed me up and down thinking how much fun I would be in their bed. Several had a more hostile and hungry look and I knew they wanted to rape me. For the very first time in my life I felt exposed and wanted more clothes. I never let go of Geran's hand. After about an hour of bullshit we went into a large auditorium. They went over detailed plans of attack on the known heroes and nearly every country and government on the planet. They said who the top opponents were and while some of it was interesting, most of it was stuff everyone already knew. The attack plans were interesting.

At long last they called upon Mom to introduce us. She called us to the stage and announced us as her offspring, Conquest and War. There was a smattering of applause and a couple of dipshit questions. Mostly along the lines of was I available tonight. Geran looked at the projection of their attack plans.

A voice from the audience piped up, "Step away from the computer boy. Nothing there is of concern to you."

Geran ignored him and began talking. He was clear and elegant and began explaining where the existing plans were vulnerable and how to reduce losses, increase damage, and reduce the attack time by over half. I was so proud I was probably glowing. Mom was as well but not showing it. 

There was a very stunned silence in the room. Then a bunch of voices yelling all at once. One really big fucker got up on stage and looked at the maps and plans closely. He waved the room to silence. He had a deep gravelly voice and told the audience in a tone that dared them to argue, "The kid is right. His changes improve our speed, lessen our casualties, and increase the damage we inflict. We adopt the kid's changes."

He handed Geran a card, "Come see me before you leave today."

And that was that. The meeting was over and everyone headed for the doors. Geran got a combination of looks of respect, admiration, irritation, and hatred. I stayed close to him and kept a firm grip on his hand. "Don't leave me alone here." I whispered to him.

"Not a chance. We have to get some allies in here to be able to walk around. Let's get some snacks and then go meet this Meister." 

We ate a few things. Had a few cans of Coke. We told Mom where we were headed and not to leave without us. She told us to be back in two hours to show us a few more things.

We walked down a bunch of corridors. I muttered, "Some fucking honeymoon, huh?"

"As long as I'm with you it is!" he told me and gave me a quick kiss. We arrived in front of a big ass door. Geran knocked.

"Come in." It was the deep gravelly voice again so we made it to the right place. Geran opened the big ass door and there was a big ass room behind it. Seriously, it had more square footage than our house. It was filled with a shitload of books along one wall; weapons down another. Geran eyed the bookshelves; I eyed the weapons cabinets. We tromped our way to a big ass desk with some big ass leather overstuffed chairs. He gestured for us to sit. His eyes traveled over me. He wanted me pretty badly. His dick must be as big as my leg considering how big he was.

There was a huge monitor behind me dressed up to look like a window. It had a view of the Piazza in Florence. "You two made quite the impression today. A lot of people spent a lot of time on that plan and you improved it after seeing it once. You impressed many and pissed off some. Because of who your mother is you're safe today and probably the next two or three times you come here. You'll have to show some power of your own to increase your safety margin. My mentorship will help some as well. 

"And I would like to mentor and benefactor you here. We have been stuck in a loop of stagnant thinking and you are a breath of fresh air and ideas. You proved we need new blood. Otherwise we're just gonna get our asses handed to us yet again. 

"I have to jump thoughts here for a moment. Nicole is it? Nicole you are incredibly beautiful. It's been a long time since I've seen a woman with such a physical impact of beauty. I wonder if you wouldn't be willing to show me a bit more."

I looked at him through slitted eyes, "How much more?" I actually wasn't showing a whole lot today. The combat outfit Mom had for me consisted of long skin tight leather pants and a leather bikini top type thing.

"My dear girl, whatever you are willing to show me. Provided your brother approves of course." He smiled broadly.

I smiled back and took Geran's hand and corrected him, "My husband."

His smile froze, "To think I could be shocked twice in one day! You two are impressive! I withdraw my request and apologize to both for any offense." 

Geran and I both noticed a click of a light bulb going off in his head. Our act of consummation to our marriage was a very critical event. I know Geran was having the same thoughts. What was Mom up to this time?

I looked at Geran and he gave the slightest of nods which told me it was up to me and he would support my decision. "No offense taken, Meister. And you did ask nicely." I knew Geran was watching him very closely for his reactions. I peeled off my top and draped it over the back of the chair. I never really liked wearing a top anyway and he got a thrill.

"Topless is the best you get, Big Guy."

"Three times!" He seemed to be very happy with the events of the day. I was never uncomfortable with people seeing my boobs (although they aren't big enough!) so I didn't try to hide or cover them. I did make sure to move around more than usual to make them bounce and jiggle. The three of us discussed many things. There was some verbal fencing and we were constantly gauging each other's reactions. We had an advantage due to my bare breasts. 

On a whim I showed him my ring that Mom had given me. "Ever seen anything similar to these?"

He put my hand under a magnifying glass with a light ring around it. He studied it closely for several minutes and tugged gently on it. He looked at me, "These will not come off except in the event of death. Look over on that wall," he pointed behind me and to his left. Sixth bookcase from me, fourth shelf from the bottom. The eighth or ninth book from my side. There may be clues in it. You may borrow it. Understand, however, these rings are well over twenty thousand years old. They predate humanity."

I hopped up and found the books. They looked the same so I brought both back to the desk. He looked at them, "Take them both for now." They looked very old. The pages were parchment or vellum. There were tons on pictures in them – not drawings but what looked sorta like photographs.

Geran decided to push his luck, "Meister, I noticed some 'ah-hah' thoughts when you found out we were married. Would you be able to or care to share some of those? We know Mom has some plans for us, but we don't know what they are. Hell, we don't even know what direction they go or come from."

Meister was silent for a while staring at his desk. Finally he spoke, "I know only a little. Your Mother is a wild card here. She's more powerful than nearly everyone here and is capable of taking over at any time. She manipulates the direction of this organization and would have accomplished much more if we were more unified. Rather than lie to you I will tell you this: She has plans for you which you have already ascertained. She has plans for this group. She has plans for the ones who oppose her, and as many realms as she thinks she can handle safely. I do not know what her plans are, but you two are critical for them. She will not make any moves without knowing she will safely succeed 100%. Except for you two." He became silent again. 

"You two may represent the biggest risk she has ever taken." He didn't elaborate on that statement. 

After a minute he continued, "You two have a very long road ahead of you. Although lesser Horsemen are always around the Four Horsemen are exceedingly rare. The last time they walked the Earth was millennia ago. Make no mistake; if you two are here the other two are here in the flesh as well. Be careful around Death. A word of warning I can give you is each Horseman is vulnerable to another one. A check and balance if you will. You have the ability to easily kill one other Horseman each. And they you. If I were to guess this arrangement I would say Conquest is vulnerable to Death. War to Pestilence; Pestilence to Conquest; and Death to War. That's about all I have to offer on the subject." 

He shifted around uncomfortably. "If I'm not mistaken, it's about time you returned for your initiation."

I decided I liked Meister and I was pretty sure Geran did too. I think we had a pretty good ally in him. I looked at my phone. "Hey, Geran he's right! We gotta get back to do the power thing with Mom." I put my leather combat bikini top back on.

Meister stood, "I'll escort you. You really shouldn't wander around this place without someone watching your back." He knew a shortcut and we were back much more quickly. Mom was waiting. Impatiently.

She pulled us to the side. "You will need to manifest some power. Use your blood blades. It will be a standard danger room sequence set mid-level. Keep your wits and this will be of no challenge to you. Do not get cocky"

Geran and I tightened our uniforms and entered the danger room. The room had been set up to look like a typical intersection in Manhattan. There were a few cars, pedestrians, mailboxes, and other typical street shit set up as obstacles. 

We were nervous but definitely on our game. There were eight 'people' targets. They looked like a cross between ninjas and hi-tech armored guys. Two had guns and they all had sword type weapons. This was obviously set up to be a hand to hand battle. Four each. We could take the fuckers. 

Geran took one side of the street and I took the other. We each had our targets in sight and we had them where they were pretty exposed.

The buzzer sounded and we began. We cut our hands and extended our blood blades. I cut down one of my targets fairly easily. I chose the gunman for my first target. All I had to do was a jumping lunge to skewer him. I stepped on his falling carcass, leaped onto the hood of a car, bounced up, did a flip, and brought my sword straight down on target number two. What the fuck? He moved out of the way so fast it was ridiculous. I countered with a spin and whipped my sword around so he basically ran into my blade and cut himself in half. I ducked, twirled, and got a bead on number three. I rolled, jumped, and flicked my blade where he should have been. Except he wasn't. The third target was FAST! "Geran! How many have you taken out so far?"

"Two! The other two are impossible! No way is this level five. Back to back – go defensive!" He called back to me. We started edging towards each other and were cut off. Fuck fuck fuck! Every time I moved closer to Geran they cut me off and pushed me back. I tried a big jumping flip but they were waiting for me when I landed. I barely parried their attacks and got through it without getting cut, but they pushed me even further away. We kept trying to get to each other. I felt a searing pain across my back. I was cut. It wasn't very deep but it went all the way across. I felt warm blood flowing down my back. I was also getting tired. Wait. I was surrounded by four targets. 

"Geran! I've got four targets! You still standing???" I was terrified he was down.

He yelled back, "I've got.... four targets.....too!" He was really breathing hard.

I was hit again. The blade went clean through my arm and pulled free. Now I was bleeding badly. Were the safeties off? "Nicole!! Head.... for the.... Exit!"

Excellent plan. Could I make it? I was fighting harder than I ever had and it just wasn't fucking good enough. I had an inspiration and dropped to my belly and rolled under a car. I was able to defend this position for several seconds before the shooter got into position. I was just about to catch my breath when I felt three bullets slam through my side. I rolled out from under the car and bounced up on top of a target's shoulders. I rammed my blade through his skull. My bikini top was mostly leather and pretty strong. While balancing on the dead target's shoulders I ripped off my top and wrapped it around his neck. I then jumped down and held the leather strap with my left hand keeping the carcass against my back for protection. I grew another blood blade and hurled it into the skull of a target nearly on top of me. 

One more blood blade, parry, parry, parry, riposte. I felt two more behind me hacking into my meat shield. Three more in front. Was this how it ended? Why hadn't Mom shut this down? At least I had some time with Geran as my husband. I was nicked and slashed all over now. The blood loss was slowing me. I took two more deep stabs – One in my thigh and one through my shoulder. I knew the next one was the end. The program froze! I worked the blade out of my shoulder and fell to the floor. 

Where was Geran?

Maybe twenty feet away lying in a large pool of blood. He wasn't moving and was covered in blood. I closed my eyes.

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Their combined laughter was loud and was tinged with insanity.

The first entity hissed something at the other two, but it was garbled to the point no one knew what he said.

The second looked very pleased. "Technology is a powerful tool. While we were unable to kill either of them outright, we have infected the first Horseman with a genetic defect which will make him so much easier to kill. Even if we never get another chance to strike, we have enabled his elimination. The infection on the second Horseman will take longer to manifest but could be the key to killing both of them. We never have to even get close to either of them. Or HER. How sweet!"

The third sat giggling and shaking. It may have not even been fully into the same dimension as the other two.

The laughter continued as the three faded from the room, their alliance concluded.

To be continued...



Geran and Nicole Ch. 04



Welcome to the fourth installment. This chapter is a mixture of sex and story. It contains incest and multiple partners and violence. The story is now firmly in the realm of scifi / fantasy and as always I hope you enjoy the ride. These chapters have been my first ever submissions and I was very nervous after seeing so many authors asking people to not make rude or inflammatory comments. So far most have been very decent so THANK YOU! I would like to perhaps gain a penpal or two out of this so if you really enjoy the story please write to me!

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Aftermath

When I opened my eyes again I was in a bed in an unfamiliar room. There were all kinds of electrodes and wires hooked up to me. I had bandages all over. Fucking hell I hurt everywhere. I tried to sit up. That wasn't happening. My movement set off a series of beeps on one of the connected machines. Mom was at my side. So was Meister. I could hear voices out in the hallway.

Mom looked at me with concern, "You need to lie still. You have many serious wounds that need to heal."

I croaked, "Thirsty."

Meister put a cup with a straw at my lips. I drank it down greedily. I could talk more clearly now. "Where's Geran?"

Mom pointed to me left. "He's in the bed next to you. He's still unconscious but he's recovering. His skill is less than yours and he took a lot more damage."

I looked around and asked anyone who would answer, "What happened?"

Meister answered, "Someone sabotaged the program. It was set to maximum and the safety protocols were disabled. You kids are very lucky to be alive. Your brother even more so. He wasn't breathing when we got in. In case you're curious, you are in the Hall's hospital. It's probably one of the best hospitals in the world. The incident took place two and a half days ago. We have a pretty good idea who did it and we're trying to apprehend them as we speak."

"Mom, I want to be closer to Geran, please." I was upset. I needed to touch him. Meister pushed my bed over until I could reach his hand. I held it tightly. "He's so pale and his breathing is shallow. When will he wake up?"

Mom answered, "Probably in a couple more days. Maybe sooner."

She told me. "Meister and I have some things to take care of. You have many powerful bodyguards outside the door. You'll be safe. We'll return soon."

"Mom, I want to see them alive. I want to see them." I said with as much determination as I could.

"I promise you both shall."

I relaxed, gripped his hand, and put my mind in his. It took a little while to attune myself to what he was thinking. He was dreaming about me. He was taking me on our honeymoon or trying to. Traffic was bad and then he was in a collision. I figured his mind was trying to explain the pain he was in. I interjected and took him to a warm beach and held him. I talked to him and tried to make the pain go away. His breathing became stronger and regular and his body relaxed. I stayed in his mind until sleep took me again and our dreams were merged.

I awoke the next day. One of the big guys was sitting in a chair overseeing us. "Best of mornings to you, young lady. Many call me Grizzly. Please let me know what you would like for breakfast and it shall be brought. Would you like me to untangle your collection of wires so you may utilize the facilities?"

I nodded, "Yes, please." He wasn't as big as Meister but he was big nonetheless. Like Meister he was solid muscle and also like Meister he was incredibly smart. I could see how the two of them had become friends. Or at least tolerated each other. 

It was amazing to see such big fucking fingers work with such delicacy and dexterity. I was disconnected very quickly. "I would like pancakes, poached eggs, and bacon please. And about a gallon of orange juice."

By the time I was done in the bathroom my breakfast was delivered. I dug in. The pancakes were so-so but the bacon was really good. Grizzly kept me company. He was good company. He told me several stories about my Mom. The guy was supposed to be some sort of mega-genius and it showed but he could relate to my level without making me feel like a fucking idiot. 

I kept my mind connected to Geran's so he would know the stories too. At one point I asked him, "Say, Grizzly, Who can we trust here?"

"Ahhh. The easiest of questions to answer. Absolutely no one. However, you do have allies. Meister and myself, quite a few others but their names wouldn't mean anything. Probably about twenty more lesser powered people. There are many here you may ask for advice, training, even aid. Even your worst enemies will offer something. If our personalities were more conducive to cooperation we could have defeated the heroes ages ago. It is our greatest curse and one which makes the name 'Hall of Doom' very appropriate for we are indeed doomed until we are united."

He seemed very tired and depressed then. "Hey, it'll happen! I know it will!"

"The exuberance of youth! If only." He seemed on the verge of withdrawing into himself. It was going to be a sad day if I couldn't snap him out of it. Oh well, back to the old tried and true.

"Hey Grizzly! Cheer up!" He looked up at me.

He gave a big smile, "You are a very special young lady well versed in knowing instinctively what to do at the proper time. Would you like to learn some card games while we continue our conversation?"

"I'd like that very much. Thanks for keeping me company today."

We talked and played games until late afternoon when I couldn't keep my eyes open any longer. I went back to sleep.

The next day was similar but a guy named Sinister Eight was my companion. He was sorta creepy, but I soon found out he had a great sense of humor and knew nearly every fucking joke there was. He kept me laughing all day but with plenty of time between jokes so I didn't reopen any wounds.

The next day was great! I woke up and Geran was looking at me. He said in a raspy voice, "We shoulda gone to Cleveland for our honeymoon."

I gave him a huge smile and wiggled around in my bed to give him a kiss. "How do you feel?"

He grimaced, "Still pretty rough. I'm thirsty."

"You lost a lot of blood. I'll get us some breakfast." I disconnected myself from all the probes and shit. Got up; tested my balance and strength. I was almost back to full power. I used the main control pad and ordered a ton of food remembering how I was a couple days ago. And two gallons of OJ and a gallon of milk.

"You need to go to the bathroom? I'll help you." I asked back over at his bed.

"Yes, please. I'm not sure about my balance yet." I unhooked him and got under his arm and we slowly got to the bathroom. I walked him into the shower and undressed and washed him thoroughly. I removed all the bandages and gently cleaned his wounds. He was healing well but there were so many cuts. A couple opened back up and bled a little.

I eased him out of the shower and carefully dried him. There was a spare gown for him and I draped it over his shoulders. We slowly walked back to his bed.

These clowns were efficient, I'll give them that much. While we were in the shower they had completely changed all the bed linens, removed my machines, refilled Geran's IV bottle, and had three nurses ready to apply new bandages. Within fifteen minutes he was re-bandaged and resting in his bed. Breakfast had arrived and I got him to drink about a quart of juice and eat two eggs before his exertions overtook him and he fell asleep again. 

I had the nurses check my wounds. I was down to three bandages. I felt that was good enough to explore a little. I found clothes that Mom left. Snug jeans and a pink baby doll t. Good enough. I ate while watching Geran. He definitely seemed stronger. I put on my sneakers and opened the door. There were six badass bruisers standing watch. I saw a few more further down the corridor in both directions.

I thanked them for standing guard and went left. I got about ten feet down the hallway before I sensed two brunos following. Good enough, I didn't want to get sliced up again and I was still very tender. 

The corridors were color coded and had seven different colored stripes on the walls leading to whatever each stripe represented. I chose the red stripe to follow. The halls were all brightly lit and there were pictures and paintings every so often. Some were masterpieces. Some were junk. I found myself at a red steel door. I tried the handle and it opened. Surprise surprise.

Inside was a fucking arsenal! I'd never seen so many weapons in one place. "Can I help you Young Miss?" a voice to my side 

said. I hadn't noticed the caretaker behind armored glass. He looked like how I pictured a dwarf to look. He had a huge beard and beady little eyes with very thick glasses. I also noticed several weapon looking things pointed at me.

"Uhm, I'm new here. Is it possible to just look around a bit?" I expected to be booted out immediately.

"You may, Young Miss. Do not attempt to go past any closed doors. Do not attempt to remove any objects from the shelving. Take this pad. If any item is of particular interest write its identification number on the pad and bring it to me to forward the request. Do you understand?" He pushed an electronic pad through a slot under the glass.

I took it and said, "Uh, yeah, I got it. Thanks."

"You're most welcome Young Miss." He went back to reading something.

I checked the time on my phone - 10:15. I'd give Geran until 11:30 before I headed back. I really wanted to be with him but I'd end up waking him and he needed his rest. I looked at the lanes of shelved. There were signs here and there. Archaic, Renaissance, 20th Century, Alien, Mystical, Future, Unique, Captured. Well what the hell. Let's check out Mystical.

After a half hour I realized even jogging I wouldn't cover all the mystical weapons before 11:30. I closed my eyes and tried to see if there was a pull from anywhere. There was! It was strong too. I walked towards it wondering what it could be. I came across some jeweled items. There was a belt made of gold links. There was a blood gold torc with funny marks on it. There was no indication of what they did or their origin, but they were definitely what called me. I jotted the ID numbers on the pad. 

I started heading back to the entrance. There were tons of items in the racks. Harry Potter would have field day with all the gay-ass wands. Seriously! Men with wands? A lot of the items looked like very low power items and I wondered why they would hoard those.

I made it back to the security booth. This time I noticed the man was short - maybe a gnome? "Excuse me, sir?"

"Yes, how may I help you Young Miss?" he peered through the thick glass at me.

"I have your pad here." I waved it. The slot opened and I slid it in. He took it and put on some thick glasses and examined it carefully.

"If I may be so bold, Young Miss, why did you choose these two items?" His eyes looked enormous through his glasses. I didn't laugh. Barely.

"They called to me." What the hell - sometimes the truth actually worked.

He pressed a few buttons and I was in the center of a blue cone of light. Then it blinked off. "Thank you Young Miss. I will forward the request." I was dismissed and he proceeded to ignore me after that. I shrugged and started my trek back to Geran. 

He was sitting up and eating and drinking. My heart melted seeing him awake and active. I ran over to him and gently held him. "You're looking better!" I said giving him several kisses.

"I'm feeling better. Not enough to run around the room yet but getting there. What's the word about what happened?" he asked me.

"I'll answer that." It was Mom. She had entered the room and walked over to the other side of Geran's bed. I felt the tension rising in Geran. She began to speak but Geran interrupted her.

"Yeah, Mom, I'd like to hear your explanation. You bring us to this den of thieves to meet your buddies and show what good little monkeys you raised. Then we get into a dead easy simulated combat that got Nicole nearly killed! Something our all-powerful Mother could have easily prevented! What was the point of all this and why didn't you step in? Was this a way to flush out your enemies using us as bait??? Or had we outlived our usefulness and this was a good way to eliminate us? Huh, Mom?!?!" 

His tirade was ended with a very loud crack as Mom hit him across the face. I heard and felt his jawbone break. Mom hit him again the other direction. Several teeth went flying.

"You will never speak to me as such EVER again." She composed herself as I ran for a towel to mop up the blood streaming from his mouth. I hit the nurse button repeatedly. Mom shifted her gaze to me. "Stop that. He can wait until I'm done."

"Mom, he's really..." I ran around the bed and got between them.

"I said he can wait! Your danger room program was overwritten by three individuals working for a fourth. It was intended to kill both of you and the locks and shields were designed to keep everyone out just long enough to succeed. The only reason you are both still alive is your sister's skill. Not yours! She fought longer than anyone thought possible. Those five seconds allowed Meister, Grizzly, and myself enough time to break the locks and door.

"So before you jump to conclusions and become generally offensive, keep your shit mouth shut and wait for your betters to speak. Or should I try for a couple of new horsemen?" She had venom in her eyes and voice. She extended a talon and shoved it in one of his wounds and rotated it slowly. Geran groaned in pain. She pulled it out and licked the blood. "You would make a delicious dinner!" Her eyes said something different. It was as though his blood didn't taste like it should.

I was shaking in fear and anger. Her talon was poisoned and it was fast acting and eating him up from within. I fell to my knees at her feet, "MOM!! PLEASE!! If you kill him please kill me!!" I was crying and holding her ankle begging.

She grabbed my hair and pulled me to my feet. *The poison was never intended to be lethal. It was a lesson for your brother to learn respect.* She looked at Geran. His face was ashen and bloody. 

He tried to formulate his words to be clear, but it didn't work very well. "I apogice fo' dishonor yu wi' my alce ackusations. I apogice fo' insul' yu. I acksep' an' punshmen' yu 'eem aproprit. I acksep responsiliy fo' my ackshuns. I 'eg yu punish me only. Nickol iss innosen'." She had ripped open the flesh on his cheek and jaw. There was blood everywhere. He couldn't afford to lose any more.

Her face showed a bunch of different expressions. She finally sighed. "If you only knew how hard it is for me to be a mother." She put her hands on both our heads and we were completely healed. Old wounds and new. No scars. "We caught the three and have them captive if you would like to say something to them before we pass judgment."

Geran looked at her, "Yes, please. I'm sorry Mom."

"We are both to blame. I left you two injured so you wouldn't get in the way or get yourselves killed. You will have to content yourself with these three. The entity they were working for cannot be accused due to politics." I composed myself and wiped the tears off my face. She waited while Geran dressed. 

"Yes! Please tell Meister, Grizzly, and Sinister Eight especially that I said thanks!" I said.

I also mused how volatile our little family was. A few hours ago Geran and Mom were at each other's throats. Now everything was hunky dory. At least for a while. I had to figure out how to get their issues settled so we could move forward as a unified family. I dozed a little while Geran slept.

Mom popped back in a bit later with our clothes and an intricately inlaid wooden box. Mom handed me the box. "This was to be delivered to you. Why would they give you these?" She seemed shocked.

I woke Geran and we started to get dressed. I noticed Mom had a lustful look in her eyes when Geran's cocks came into view.

"Uhm, because I asked for them?" I replied.

"Do you have any idea what these items are or what they do?"

'Well, uhm, not really?" I didn't expect a fucking grilling over a belt.

"I see. Well, the Armsmaster sent them to you in this box. It is a puzzle box that you must solve to gain access to the belt and torc. When you have opened the box I will tell you what they are and what they do. Fair enough?" She asked.

"Yeah. That works."

"Give me some of your blood. I need to check something." She told me. I did and she teleported us home. 

"You two are under house arrest and may not leave for six weeks. You may have friends over. I have to increase your defenses as I did not expect attacks this soon." She teleported out before either of us could say anything.

Geran waved at the empty space where she had been. "Thanks Mom. Anything else?"

He headed for the front door. When he tried to put his arm through the doorway some sort of a forcefield kept it inside. He looked at me, "I can't teleport either. So let's find something to do."

I knew what I wanted and began stripping. "I want you on top of me shoving your meat deep inside me." Within two minutes my legs were spread and I started climaxing while he pounded me on the floor. After he filled me with cum I threw him on his back and straddled his face making him lick me out and cum even more.

The first week was filled with sex. Other than eating, sleeping, and a shower we were constantly fucking. The second week we had some friends over to keep us up to date. I invited Celeste over and watched as Geran fucked her silly. It was awesome how much he enjoyed having sex with someone else and I really loved watching him. I wasn't able to see him in action when we were having sex like I could when he was with Celeste. Sometimes I joined in but mostly I liked watching.

I managed to get four more girls over that I knew he liked. His incubus pheromones made it pretty easy to get them to want to fuck him. They all left very satisfied and definitely wanted to come back for more. I know he enjoyed having new girls to play with. 

We established a routine. Sex, breakfast, blood blade training, lunch, sex, studying, dinner, sex, shower, sleep. Sometimes visitors. We made the most of our house arrest. We didn't see Mom again for nearly five weeks.

I woke up in the middle of the night to the bed shaking. Looking over I saw Mom on top of Geran riding and grinding his cocks. He was caressing her firm thighs when she took his hands and placed them on her boobs and squeezed them hard letting him really work over her chest.

"Geran, play with mommy's tits! You like having your Mom fucking you? Do you like how tight your Mom's pussy is? How many of your friends would like to be where you are right now? Oh yes! You're so deep in your Mom's pussy!" She was driving him nuts with the incest aspect and she really knew which buttons to push.

She kept it up until he stiffened under her and filled her with his thick cum. "Yes! Fill your Mom's hot cunt with your cum!" She leaned forward resting her boobs on his chest and gave him an intense tongue kiss. It was far more passionate than anything I had given him and he began thrusting up into her again. 

I was fingering myself furiously. "Mom, please teach me how to kiss like that." I whispered to her trying not to break the spell. She leaned back some and placed a nipple in Geran's mouth and then grabbed my head and pulled me in for a kiss. I had explosions going off in my head and clit from the intensity of it.

When she released me I joined in and started sucking and biting her other nipple while I slid my hand between the and roughly stroked her clit. I felt her slide a finger inside me. Then another and she kept going until she was fisting me. My orgasms became too intense and I blacked out.




Geran and Nicole Ch. 04



When we woke up she was gone again and we ended up back in our routine. The last day of the six weeks we were fixing dinner and she returned. "You two forget how to dress?" We had stopped wearing clothes unless it was necessary. Of course, she was only wearing jeans and her breasts were proudly jutting towards Geran.

Then she looked serious. "Sit down. I have bad news and good news for you.

"During your initiation session one of the battle bots was equipped with a super enhanced weapon. It managed to cut both of you - Geran first. Meister and I have done extensive research on the weapon, your blood, and your cum. It doesn't look like Nicole was affected. 

"Geran, your genetic makeup has been damaged. You are now physically addicted to your sister's pheromones. Without them you can and will become sick and die. Permanently. So far we have no clue how to fix this. We need to take some of Nicole's blood and pussy juice and concentrate it. We can put it into vials for you to keep in reserve. 

"Our theory is we need to inject you with the vials once a week to attempt to wean you away from your addiction but it could take decades. For now we need to build up as much of a reserve as possible and make certain you always have one on your person."

I was holding Geran and crying softly. "I'll give him anything he needs. If we were ever separated and he didn't have any vials. You know. How long?"

She looked thoughtful. "We estimated he would have seven to ten days before slipping into a catatonic state. Death would occur within five days after that. As long as you two stay together and keep fucking you'll be fine. Or let him perform oral sex on you. Even once every four days or so would keep him healthy. Like you two could keep your hands off of each other for that long."

Geran asked her, "Did you have sex with me that night just to collect my semen?"

She moved over to him and sat on his lap, took one of his hands and placed it on her boobs. "That was my original intent. I honestly didn't realize how much I would enjoy it so it became much more than a cum collecting mission. Besides, Nicole learned some new kissing techniques that should have made your activities more fun."

He nodded and began sucking and biting her nipples. Her succubus aura had kicked in and he was firmly under her spell. I knew they were going to engage in a marathon fuck session and I wanted to help my brother. I took Mom's cell phone from her purse and called Meister.

"Hi Sweety." He rumbled. "I take you've heard and would like to come over and discuss options?"

"Sorta. I don't know where you are so can you come get me?"

"Be outside in five minutes."

I ran upstairs and put on shorts, shirt, and shoes and put my hair in a ponytail. I ran outside in time to see the air shimmer in a thousand colors and his huge hand appear in the middle of it waving for me to come to him. I took his hand and was in his office.

I gave him a hug. "Thanks! I have an idea but I don't know how to make it. I'm hoping you know how to help me. I want to make a wrist watch type device with a couple of vials in it. If the watch detects him starting to go through withdrawals I want it to automatically inject a vial into him. Think that's possible?" Man, this guy needs to seriously get laid. The whole time I was talking his eyes were feasting on my body.

"I had similar thoughts. Come with me to my workshop." He led me to a room attached to his huge office. There were a dozen or so technicians in there working on watch type objects. He looked over their work until he found the one most like what I wanted. He took it and we sat at a bench while he worked on it. I helped with the more delicate operations under his instruction as his fingers were the size of my wrist.

We chatted about different things. Mostly, I was interested if he knew who was responsible. The list of possible candidates was very long. Time flew by and when he had people bring us dinner I realized I had been there over ten hours.

We ate and talked more. I liked him and had started to think of him as a friend. "Hey Meister."

"Yes?"

"I know it's very personal but do you get to have sex with anyone? I mean, your cock has to be big enough to literally kill someone, right? Is there anyone out there who can handle you?"

"Very rarely. Sometimes I get a woman on death row. Sometimes your mother provides me with a succubus. She always wants something in return. Confidentially, I have lusted after your mother for years. She's holding her body as trade for something extremely important she'll need from me one day." He stood up and unfastened his pants. The piece of meat he pulled out and let flop onto the table was enormous.

I stared at it not believing the size. "You make horses jealous don't you?" I said in awe. He put it away and refastened his pants. 

"Impressed?" he chortled.

I heard my voice speaking words I hadn't let my brain process. "I bet I could take it. One day I think I'll seduce you and try it out." Then I looked at him in horror that I had said that.

"It's ok. I won't hold you to that. Back to work?"

About another three hours later we stopped. "I need to send you home. I've got this far enough along to know how to finish it. Tell your mom I need those vials sooner rather than later to finish it. I will make a couple of these so you have a spare."

"Thank you so much!!" I gave him a fierce hug and then he led me to a doorway looking thing. He activated it and I stepped through the colors back into our living room.

Mom was sitting on the sofa, nude, and looking very satisfied. She patted the cushion next to her and I came over and sat down. She attacked me. I can't even describe how she made me cum so many times and so intensely but she did. I was aware I was squirting almost nonstop and she was collecting every drop. I passed out again from the orgasms.

Geran's Story:

Mom's news was shocking to say the least. Having her practically rape me into oblivion was an incredible fringe benefit. I wondered if Nicole would allow her to join our bed at night when she was at home.

I came to with Nicole cuddled next to me. We were both sweaty and cum covered. I think most of it was Mom's. Nicole definitely got her boobs from Mom. Her eyes opened and she smiled at me. "Morning, Lover. I think. What time is it?"

I checked my phone. "2pm. Two days after Mom told us the news. She can sure fuck!"

"Yes she can. So is this hard on because you're thinking about Mom's tight pussy? Or your loving sister's tight pussy?" I rolled on top of her and for the next hour gave her the answer.

Afterwards we showered and fixed some sandwiches. She drank over a gallon of water. "We should go out tonight. Invite Vince and Celeste and celebrate the end of our house arrest. What do you think?" I asked her.

"That sounds like fun!" She began texting them both. "They are free and up for it. You want Celeste to sleep over tonight? Have us both?"

"Not tonight. I have to spend some one on one time with my wife." I must have gotten a look on my face.

"What? You look like you want to ask me something but you're not sure how I'll react."

"Well, yeah, I do. You've gone out of your way to bring other girls into our bed for me and you've wanted me to experience new pleasures with new people. Have you ever wanted to have sex with a different guy?"

"You're all I need!"

"You're all I need too, but have you ever wanted to?"

"I've thought about it. It's really hot to be able to watch you having sex and sometimes I think you would really like to be able to watch how my body reacts and moves during sex. So I guess I've thought about doing it for you. If you wanted me to."

I thought for a minute. "It can't be just for me. It has to be because you want to do it too. I don't want you to do it until you want to."

"OK. I wouldn't know who to fuck anyway. A stranger? A friend? I'd have to think of myself as single again and scope out guys who turn me on. Let me think about it."

I had to admit, the thought of watching her climaxing and seeing those incredible breasts swaying while having someone screwing her was very erotic. 

We headed upstairs to start getting ready. Nicole went into her room to look for clothes to wear. She came into my room a minute later carrying a very ornate wooden box with silver inlay. She placed it on my bed and opened it. Inside were three wide wristbands with timepieces attached. One was leather, one was gold, and the last was titanium. She pulled out the leather one and showed me the back of it. It was covered in electrodes and had a vicious looking needle recessed into it.

She strapped it to my wrist. "This has six little plastic vials embedded into it. If we are separated this will keep you going for six extra weeks until we find each other again. Each one of the other is the same so if you have them all with you that gives you eighteen weeks." She spoke quickly and quietly. 

I held her tightly. "Thank you."

I felt my shirt getting a bit wet and after a minute she pulled back and wiped her face quickly. "So. Let me see what you picked out for tonight." I pointed to the clothes on the bed. "What did you really pick out for tonight? Never mind. I'll pick your outfit."

...

The rest of the summer was pretty uneventful. I had enough sex to satisfy a dozen incubi. Mom and Celeste became regular bed partners and of course Nicole and I were inseparable. We became experts at telepathy and even learned how to 'watch' each other in a type of out-of-body thing that wasn't really out-of-body but we could back up around six feet from the other person and mentally watch what they were doing from any angle. Distance seemed irrelevant.

I practiced my teleporting and by the end of the summer I could easily teleport over 100 tons. Nicole and I learned to fly. We practiced our combat. I studied the three books I had stolen in Jamaica and made quite a bit of progress spellcasting. In secret I tried to find out more about the Horsemen and who our father could have possibly been.

The only way a Horseman could be brought into existence was through the mating of a very high level demon and a very high level angel. Usually that only occurred through rape. 

I devised a plan for getting a shitload of money in the fall and began designing a fortress with Mom and Meister's help that would protect us from as many enemies and different types of attacks as we could think of. All in all it was an awesome summer. Of course, just being with Nicole would have made it an awesome summer so everything else was icing on the cake. 

In the fall we started at a local college as second semester Juniors. Mom insisted we focus on history, warfare, tactics, and socio-political dynamics. Being Horsemen had some great advantages. We could read, write, and speak any language so we could get alternate viewpoints of historical events.

September brought cooler weather and more bloodshed. However before we get to that Nicole and I had one more sexual milestone at the end of August.

To be continued...



Geran and Nicole Ch. 05



This was originally one very long chapter but I have been trying to keep all the chapters a certain length for Literotica so this one has been split into two chapters. This chapter has no actual intercourse but a lot of sexual tension and some new information about our young (but 18 years or older) heroes. The next chapter will probably end up being one of the most sexually explicit chapters of the whole book. I hope you come back to read it! High votes and kind comments VERY welcome!

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Nicole's First Date

Friday Evening:

"Are you absolutely certain you want me to go through with this, Geran?" 

Nicole asked me for the 20th time her green eyes filled with concern, excitement, lust, fear, nervousness, and trepidation.

"Sweetheart, I am absolutely certain. You have brought Celeste and several other hot girls into our bed for my pleasure. It's only fair you have the same opportunity. You don't HAVE to do anything. You CAN do anything. To be honest, the thought of watching your gorgeous body climaxing while another man is fucking you is a tremendous turn on for me. I want you to go on this date with Vince. He's a good guy. Please?" 

We were in our bedroom going back and forth over whether she would or wouldn't. She was sitting on our bed and I was pacing. I looked out the window and adjusted the blinds to let a little more of the fading sunlight in the room.

She relented, "OK, fine, but I've already decided IF things go well and IF he turns me on he's only getting to second base. So please don't get your hopes up, OK? Oh and besides not getting our hopes up I want you to not watch and head speak me tonight, pretty please? I'm going to be nervous enough without worrying that you're observing. I mean it - promise me!" She was toying with the bottom of her oversized t-shirt. It was really my shirt but she loved raiding my closet. I pulled a chair over so I could look at her face to face.

"I promise! No talking. No watching. I'll sit at home and drive Mom nuts with my constant wondering what you're doing. I'm not even asking you to go that far, Babe. Just see what happens and know that no matter what I love you. Now give me a hug and kiss and go get ready."

She gave me a good hug and a very passionate kiss and a mischievous wink, "Wait until you see my outfit. You'll wish I was going out with you instead!" She scampered off to our bathroom to get ready.

I went downstairs to wait. I sat on the sofa, turned on the TV, reclined my seat, and tried to find a distracting show. My stomach was in knots, my dick was fully erect and a thousand conflicting emotions were swirling in my head. Countless "what if" scenarios. Her happiness was very important to me and she deserved the chance to experiment with another guy if she wanted. And it did turn me on. But what if? What if she came home utterly disappointed? What if she had incredible sex and didn't come home?

There were several movies and projects I had lined up for this evening to keep me occupied. I doubted I'd watch anything or accomplish anything. I figured I was at least as nervous as she was. One of the biggest 'what if's' I had was what if the whole thing blew up in our faces. I couldn't face the thought of her coming home devastated. Was it worth the risk? Maybe it wasn't. No, we needed to proceed.

I thought about how we reached this point in our young lives. Nicole was bound to me and had no desire to experiment with anyone else and yet she was so concerned with my own happiness she went out of her way to bring more girls into our bed. She wanted - no needed - me to be happy and sated, but she never even considered she might enjoy sex with someone else. 

The first time I thought of it, I dismissed it immediately. She was MINE. But if you love someone, set them free. I needed to give her the freedom to choose. The freedom to think of her own needs and lusts. I knew with her being a true nymphomaniac she needed more than I could give. Sex was an addiction for her and the more opportunities she had the healthier and happier she would be. 

I figured even if she didn't do anything she would at least see she had the opportunity to explore. And at some point the thought of her with someone else became an incredible turn on for me so my motives were not fully altruistic. She's so beautiful and erotic that the thought of being able to see her in action with someone else who could appreciate her had given me such a sex high. We had been having super wild and crazy sex as I shared my fantasy with her.

She had been dead set against it for a long while. Her sex drive and devious mind eventually got her to agree. Deciding on her partner was easy. Vince always had a thing for her and he was someone we both trusted. Plus, she thought he was cute. She asked him out on Tuesday and we drove each other nuts with anticipatory anxiety until now. A door slamming upstairs roused me from my daydreaming.

It was a few minutes before Vince was due to pick her up as she bounded down the stairs. "TA-DA!!" he exclaimed twirling around to show me the full effect of her outfit. It was pretty simple but extremely sexy. She had a backless white halter vest top that contrasted beautifully with her deeply tanned skin. It had only three buttons in the front and a deeply plunging neckline. To appear more modest she had added a white narrow necktie to cover some of her chest. It was short enough to show the bottom of her flat belly and cute belly button. The bottom was a white mini-skirt with a zipper up the side securing it. She had maybe three inches of the bottom unzipped. White strappy sandals, a blood gold necklace and earrings completed the ensemble. 

She had her beautiful long, dark, thick hair expertly done in cascading waves down her back. I love her hair. Sometimes I play with it while she's sleeping. The way she had it tonight was one of our favorite styles and looked phenomenal on her. She could flip it over her shoulder in an instant and have it hang down over one of her breasts covering a nipple.

I was surprised. She had really made an effort and there was no red. I stood up and raised an eyebrow, ""WOW!! You look absolutely amazing!! I love your choices!! No red tonight? That's a switch!"

She looked down at her clothes and fidgeted. "No, I wanted something different for tonight. If something went wrong there wouldn't be any negative associations with my favorite color. And I think the white really emphasizes my tan."

"I agree! I can see you don't have a bra on - you nipples are letting everyone know where they are. What about panties?" I asked with my dick getting even harder.

"I'm wearing a white thong. Just enough to keep my privates private, but let some lucky guy get a glimpse of my ass. You know I hate wearing bras. They're too binding." She was clearly excited, but very nervous too. She had the same what if's in her head too.

"You are absolutely stunning and yes I do wish it was me now. For someone who isn't even sure she wants to go you really made a serious effort to be sexy. I have to admit I'm a little surprised." I told her still checking her out.

She looked serious for a moment and moved closer to me. She placed a hand on my chest and looked up at me, "This is important to you so it's important to me, and I don't want to let you down. Even if nothing else happens I want to give it my all and let Vince have some eye candy."

"You'll never know how much I appreciate this Sweetie. But remember I want you to HAVE FUN tonight and remember to only do what YOU WANT to do. Promise?"

She pulled me down to her face and gave me another deep kiss. "I promise! But no matter what it will only go as far as second base on the first date." The doorbell rang. She gave me one last kiss while groping my erection. "Keep him ready for when I get home!" Nicole then scooted out the door for her first date with someone besides me.

Nicole's story:

Shit! I've never been so nervous in my life! You'd think I was getting ready to space dive off a building or go head to head with the Hulk. 

I've fought some real badasses who could level buildings and I'm nervous about a fucking date! I'm just going on a date with a friend I've known for a few years. I think more than anything I'm nervous about letting Geran down. OK, Vince IS cute and very well built, but I'm so nervous I'm definitely not aroused. My pussy has never been this dry. I didn't have the heart to tell Geran, but I am just not in the mood to do anything. I might get a goodnight kiss but that's probably it. Sad news from a girl who is a nymphomaniac.

Anyway, Vince showed up to collect me for our date so no backing out now. At least I looked good and had my killer perfume on. And a pair of my favorite shoes! That's always important. I had one of my smaller purses - white of course - with only my cell phone, ID, and a couple hundred dollars just in case.

"Hi Nicole! Wow, you look stunning! Ready to go?" Vince said giving me a brief hug. He looked pretty calm and collected the smug bastard, but I couldn't tell for certain with his dark shades on. He smelled really good and I could feel some firm muscles in that brief hug. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all. Funny, but I don't remember ever touching him before.

"Hi, Vince! I'm ready! What's the plan for us this evening?" I asked with my voice a little shaky. Crap.

He opened the door of his car for me. I was too nervous to notice what kind of car it was. Maybe a sports car. It was a nice red. I slid into my seat and caught him checking out my legs. Perv. Of course, with how short my skirt was I couldn't help but give him a show. I don't think my skirt rode up high enough for him to see my panties. He got in on his side and off we went.

He told me as we took off in his car, "I figured I'd take you to Motel 6 - I've got a room already - get you drunk and fuck you after you passed out." He saw the horror on my face. "Just a joke! Geran would flay the meat from my bones if I ever treated you that shamefully."

"Oh, yeah, I knew it was just a joke! Heh, heh heh." I tried desperately to save face and playfully punched him in the arm. "Heh, heh, heh." I don't think he bought it.

He gave me a pitying smile that said he didn't buy it. He continued to tell me the plan, "Well, I know it sounds cliché, but I thought maybe dinner and a movie? Or if you'd rather do something else that's fine with me. Putt-putt? First date stuff has to be kind of neutral you know." I did catch him checking out my legs and trying to peek a glance at my chest. Probably he noticed the nipple bumps. Typical male but it is nice to be noticed. I didn't dress this way to be ignored. My exhibitionist streak was getting the better of me. Geran loved for me to show off and I suppose going on this date is a natural evolution of that desire.

"I'm afraid I'll have to take your word on that one. I've only ever dated Geran. Oh, and that asshole Homerun Allen. So dinner and a movie sounds great! I'm actually pretty hungry." What? Now I sound like a pig that was going to eat everything in sight! And honestly I need to calm down or I'll puke up dinner. Gah! I'm making a terrible mess and we just got started! Maybe I should just have him take me home now so I don't embarrass myself any further. I can always fuck Geran silly. I think. We're still pretty even in that respect.

"Cool. There's a nice restaurant and multiplex cinema in the strip mall a couple miles from here. We'll have a good time. Remember, this is a "no special powers" date. We're blending in tonight." He whispered conspiratorially and winked. "Seriously, Nicole, you don't need to be nervous. Just pretend we're taking a study break or something like that. No pressure at all. Besides, I've seen you fight and you could probably take me if I crossed a line." Crap, now he thinks I'm a brute. He smiled disarmingly at me and oddly enough I did start to calm down.

"You're right and I'm sorry. I don't mean to ruin the atmosphere right out of the gate. It's just Geran's the only one I've ever dated so this is still pretty new for me." I explained to him. I adjusted the airflow from the a/c vents.

"But you had a first date with Geran. Weren't you nervous then? You want some music? You can plug in your phone to the stereo if you want" Vince asked getting my mind off all the what if's.

"Yeah, thanks! There are some cool new tunes you should hear!" I fiddled with my phone and his stereo and I became thoughtful and tried to detail it so it made sense. "With Geran it was different. I've known him my whole life and we were always close. Always best friends. Even though it seems messed up from some points of view. He's my twin brother and we're essentially married and lovers, and soul mates. We never kept secrets from each other. Well, not many anyway. So when we went out I really knew what it would be like and what to expect. I knew what he would expect. You're a big unknown. But a cute unknown!" Shit! Was that last part out loud? I'm so embarrassed!

"Cute, huh? Well, I have to try to look like I halfway belong with a knockout like you." He said grinning at me.

"Then there's the whole powers aspect which join us even more." I looked at the trees zipping past. "We're so connected it's almost like two bodies sharing one soul. If one of us was killed I'm not sure the other one would survive."

Vince stopped at an intersection and waited for the light to change. "That must be really nice in a way. No matter what you have somewhere you belong." 

"Stop staring at me - the light's green! It is but sometimes Geran can be a dork. Maybe it's a brother thing." I took some time to notice the car. A Solara. It was a nice car and comfortable and quiet.

I was saved some further faux pas by our arriving at the strip mall. Vince pulled his car in front of a French restaurant.

"Oh awesome! I love this place!" I had a sneaking suspicion he had asked Geran what restaurants I liked. I'd get him for that.

We went in and were seated and ordered. The décor was an American's idea of what they think Paris looks like. Although, the plates were really pretty. I always got the same thing when I went here: Saumon Fumé for an appetizer; Bar au Beurre Blanc et Crabe for the main course; crème brulee for dessert. They knew me here so I was able to order a carafe of Viognier - A nice white wine that complemented the meal. We were waiting for the food having some awkward idle chit chat with even more awkward silences. Vince finally said, "You want to play an icebreaker game?"

"Oh shit yes!" I said way too eagerly. I needed a distraction.

He collected his thoughts and explained the game to me. "We each get twenty questions. Ten questions must be answered truthfully and completely. Five questions can be skipped. Five questions can be answered semi-truthfully but you must indicate it is a semi-truth answer. Sound ok?"

"Yeah. Easy enough. You first." I had no idea what to fucking ask.

"Hmmmm. OK. How are you and Geran so...I'm not sure what the right word would be..connected?"

I smiled, "That's an easy one and I'll go full honesty on it. We are telepathically linked." He looked panicked. "No, no, don't worry. We can turn it on and off. We agreed no head speak or spying tonight. He isn't aware of anything we're doing. Mainly because it would make me way too self-conscious. We can communicate, see out of each other's eyes, and feel each other's physical sensations and emotions. It's like our souls are linked."

He looked impressed. "That's really cool. No wonder you too are so close. Your turn."

Our appetizers showed up and we started munching. I had already drained a glass of wine and was now sipping.

"OK. It's odd, we've known each other for a few years, but we don't know much of anything about each other. Anyway. Uhmmmmm. How many girls have you dated?"

"I'll go full truth. Including you -nine. What's your favorite outfit?"

This was kind of fun. "I'll go full truth as much as I can. I'm not entirely sure I have one favorite outfit. Geran's favorite outfit for me to wear in public is a pair of ultra-Daisy Duke's and a tight halter top or baby doll t shirt with a bare midriff. No underwear. He's such a perv! I don't really like wearing tops. I know guys love to hear that, but it's true. I like clothes that are comfortable and sexy so pretty much anything that falls into those categories. Let's see. What kind of girls are your "type"?"

He laughed. "The ones that are still breathing? Seriously, I don't think I really have a physical type. I mean, I'm a red blooded teen ager so all hotties catch my eye. Personality counts for a lot with me. If I can't have a decent conversation with someone then they don't keep my interest. You know Holly at school, right?"

I nodded and rolled my eyes.

He nodded back, "Exactly! I dated her because she's VERY hot. Long legs; tits out to here. But she's stuck up and dumber than shit so she didn't keep my interest and we parted ways pretty quickly. Physically, I like long hair, a great smile; I'm probably a breast, ass, and leg man too. That cover it enough?"

"Yeah, that's good enough." I was mentally check listing myself. Long hair - check; great smile - I think so; breasts - firm C cups (not as big as Holly's though), erect nipples, yeah I will say check; ass - probably check there too; legs - those are a big check and not to be egotistical but they are awesome. I have very long legs even though I'm petite which is a nice way of saying short. I barely hit 5'1", but I know Geran likes me being small. "So what's your next question?"

He looked a little perplexed. "Well, I had another one lined up and now I forgot it. Let's see... I'll do a dumb question to throw it back in your court while I try to remember the good question. Have you ever killed anyone?" He asked chuckling.

I looked him dead in the eyes and said, "Yes."

"WHAT?!?! Are you serious?!"

Still maintaining eye contact so he could see the truth of my words, "Yes. I have killed six people so far in my life. There will be more because of what I am. I don't do it for fun and the people I killed deserved it. It's as natural to me as breathing and I don't regret any of them."

We sat in silence for a few minutes. I quietly asked him, "Are we still ok?"

"Yes, I'm sorry. We are definitely ok it just took me by surprise. You just don't seem the type. I mean you're in high school, barely 100lbs., friendly, personable. It just really surprised me. I would have expected a 'yes' answer from some big bruiser with scars and tattoos. Yes, we are still ok. Hit me up with a good one."

I thought for a minute. "OK, let's see if I can embarrass you." I said grinning at him. "Do you prefer girls who spit or swallow, how many of your ex's did which, and why do you prefer whichever answer you give? And if you're really in a revealing mood you can give your opinion on deep throating." I looked at him very innocently and took a sip from my drink.

"Your innocent act isn't fooling anyone missy," he said giving me the hairy eyeball. I broke out laughing.

Our food arrived then. They cleared our empty plates and set down our main courses. "Mmmm this looks and smells good!" I grabbed my fork and twirled it getting ready to dig in. "So Mr. Man are you gonna answer or skip because it's too embarrassing?" I was still giggling.

"Ok Miss Nosy Cheater. That's more than one question and it is very personal but I'm gonna answer it truthfully because I think you'll be blushing in embarrassment before I'm finished." He told me with determination.

Oooops. Maybe I pushed too hard. Geran and I talk openly about sex but I've never talked about it with anyone other than family and Celeste.

He took a couple bites of his dinner. "Here goes: I'll start with the last part. I would love for a girl to deep throat me but no one ever has." He fixed me with a hungry stare, "Or maybe I should say no girl has ever been able to deep throat me." Yep, I felt the flush creeping up my cheeks. Shit. He started laughing. "You're really cute when you blush because you bit off more than you can chew."




Geran and Nicole Ch. 05



I got even redder and took a long drink. The cold wine helped. He was laughing even harder. I softly kicked him under the table and muttered, "Jerk."

"You started it. Want me to keep going or is that enough for you?" He asked me in all seriousness.

"I might regret it but I would like to hear the answer. I've always wondered and well, this is a golden opportunity."

"Still going in reverse, of the eight exes's one of them swallowed, three of them spit, the other four we didn't engage in oral sex. I suppose physically it feels the same and probably doesn't matter. 

Psychologically swallowing is much better because it says the girls accepts all aspects of you and doesn't find those aspects repulsive. Good enough?"

I was taken aback with the bluntness of the explanation. "That's a very good answer and I appreciate your candor, Vince." I reached across the table instinctively and grasped his hand to emphasize my sincerity. Then I realized I was holding his hand and pulled it back quickly feeling awkward. "OK, your turn again. Did you remember your good one?"

"I did, but it may be too involved for tonight. Answer as much or as little as you want. What is your lineage? In other words what are you?"'

I was quiet for a minute and then answered, "It is an involved answer so I'll try to be concise and still satisfy your curiosity. I could probably take two days answering it and Geran and Mom have more information. Mom just KNOWS the answer and Geran has been digging in some ancient tomes and grimoires trying get more of the truth. Mom won't give us a straight answer on it. For some reason she gets her kicks being evasive.

"Anyway, Mom is some sort of extremely high ranking vampiric, succubus, demon queen. We have no idea who our dad is. Geran and I are what would be classified in the Judeo-Christian religion as Horsemen of the Apocalypse. Geran found out that supposedly the only way our kind can be born is through a major ritual involving the obscene and bizarre and it has to be through the act of a very high ranking demon raping a very high ranking angel. Having twins as Horsemen is unheard of. 

"We have a wide array of powers but most critical is being engineers or architects of the Apocalypse. Geran and I are still determining what that means and what our roles are. We've started thinking we've got way more leeway than anyone thinks. In addition to us being fraternal twins, all Horsemen are technically siblings as well. So we are sorta double related. 

"Are you with me so far? Want me to keep going or is that enough?" I asked. I took a sip of my drink and ate a bit more of my dinner.

Vince looked genuinely interested which was flattering. "If you feel like continuing I would like to hear more. You know what my next question is."

I smiled, "Yes, it doesn't take a mind reader for that. According to the current Christian Bible there are four of us. Conquest who is Geran, War who is me, Famine and/or Pestilence, and Death none of whom we have met or currently know the identity of. There are actually MANY Horsemen but only the big four can do the Apocalypse deal.

"We have the Horsemen powers which we have only scratched the surface; the demonic abilities which we probably are most familiar with; the angelic side which we don't know shit about; the vampiric thing which we know some of; and some hybrid things we're discovering. All in all he and I are very powerful packages, or will be, but there's soooooo much of our abilities we have no clue about. And then there are things Geran can do that I can't. And vice versa. We tend to cover each other's weaknesses. The funny thing is we both have redundant powers. I mean Geran can fly and teleport. Not only that but he has two different ways to teleport. It's weird." I paused for a minute, "That's probably enough for now, yes?" I took a few bites of my dinner.

He was suitably impressed. "Yes, thank you for telling me. I had no idea. You and Geran keep this info on the down low extremely well. I've lost count but it's your turn again. Whatcha got for me?"

I figured I would go back to the relationship category. "OK, here goes. If you had a choice of a character trait in a girlfriend and you could only pick one of these which one would you pick and why? Meek, submissive, dominant, coy, shy, slutty, outgoing, playful."

He chewed some of his dinner and looked thoughtful. Vince looked and me and gave his answer. "All of them are good in moderation but if I had to choose just one it would probably be playful to counterbalance my serious side."

"Wow! Not slutty? I thought all guys went for that." I exclaimed. I shifted in my seat getting more comfortable. The waiter came by and grabbed our water glasses to refill them. I only had a couple of bites left.

"Does Geran?" He asked.

I thought about it and used my napkin to wipe up some of the condensation on the table around my water glass. "No, not really. He likes that side but it's not a 24/7 thing. Yeah, you're right. Before you take your turn I'm curious about something. I've been trying to - I don't know - maybe make you embarrassed or uncomfortable by asking personal and intimate questions but you've haven't asked me anything like that. I was fully expecting some questions like that and am wondering why you haven't."

He had finished his last bite and pushed his plate out of the way. Our refills arrived and he waited until he left before continuing. Looking at me he answered, "Well, some of them I already know because they're pretty obvious such as what kind of guy is your type? Obviously, Geran is your type. Some I didn't want to ask because I didn't want to cross any lines on our first date. I REALLY wouldn't want to make you upset and have you get offended and cut our evening short."

I gazed at him sympathetically and reassured him, "Vince, I'm having a great time and half the point of this game is to cross those lines isn't it? I PROMISE you I won't be offended at anything you ask. Besides I still have my five skips. OK? Now, your next question MUST be something that crossed a line! Understand Mr. Man?" 

Vince gave me a smile of relief. "OK, but remember you asked for it." I suddenly realized my hand was across the table again holding his. I decided to leave it this time. For a little while anyway.

"What's the craziest sexual thing you've ever done?" He asked me slyly.

I decided to have a little fun at his expense. I jerked my hand back and stood up and told him sharply, "You bastard! How dare you ask me such a thing. Take me home NOW!"

He looked stunned. "But but you said..."

I burst out laughing at sat down. "Gullible!"

He smiled, "Yes you got me you conniving bitch."

Still giggling I said, "Craziest sex experience? I assume you mean other than fucking my brother?"

He grinned at me, "Well, duh. And why is it when a hottie says 'fuck' it just sounds awesome?"

"You're as big a perv as Geran! I'm not sure what would count as crazy really. Other than the incest I don't think I have very broad horizons yet. I know there are lots of uncovered fantasies deep in my brain that I'll get to. I've had girl-girl threesomes with Geran and Celeste. Geran and I have fucked in the men's room and women's room at school and been watched a few times. I've masturbated in class a couple times. I've ridden on the back of Geran's motorcycle with just Daisy Duke's, a helmet, and boots on. And I am out on a date with another man. Good enough? And by 'good enough' I mean did my answers 'stir' you suitably?" I asked grinning at him and lifting my eyebrows.

"Uhm, yeah. Uh, man I'm thirsty. Is it warm in here? Uhm you want dessert?" He asked looking pretty uncomfortable.

"Dessert would be great! That was my question by the way. You want me to rephrase it?" I was still grinning evilly at him enjoying his discomfort.

He cleared his throat and replied, "I am going to use my first skip." His voice cracked a little. I broke out laughing hysterically.

"Vince, it's ok. Weren't you the one telling me earlier to relax?" My hand was back on his rubbing it gently. I was having a really good time with him. I hoped he was too. I still wasn't aroused but I was enjoying myself. I slipped off my shoe and slid my foot up his shin. I continued rubbing his leg with my foot. It felt nice. I think the wine was helping.

We ordered a light dessert and then he asked me his next question, "OK, easy one. What are your measurements? And yes or no. Would you ever enter an amateur stripping contest - fully nude - with a thousand guys in the audience getting to see your body?"

"In a heartbeat! I think that would be an AWESOME experience! The power I would have over all those men would be incredible!" I told him lustfully.

"So it's more of a power thing than a sexual thing for you?"

"No. Yes. No. It's kinda both. I mean it would be a huge turn on knowing all those guys could see every inch of me and were wanting me, but also knowing I could make them do almost anything for the opportunity to fuck me is a huge power trip. Does that make sense?"

"Yes it does. And you said 'fuck' again." He kidded me. "However, I have to use a follow up question because you've thrown me for a loop. You would strip fully nude in front of a thousand men and get off on it and yet you're nervous to go on a date with me. That doesn't add up to me." He said looking perplexed.

I looked into his eyes and licked my lips slowly and then as sensuously as possible slowly said, "Fuck, you're right."

He looked like a deer in the headlights. "Holy shit." He whispered. "That did cause a stir!"

I started laughing again and after a moment he joined me. When he thought I wasn't looking he reached down under the table and adjusted himself.

"From your point of view it does look insane. In addition to me being a raging exhibitionist, stripping is impersonal. I don't know any of the men and even though each and every one would like to have sex with me I don't even have to talk to them. This is more personal, more intimate. You are face to face with me and seeing the warts and zits. You have to see the personality. I'm just a fantasy to the strip audience. I know the men looking at me nude is a win - win for everyone. I get off exposing myself. They get off seeing a gorgeous girl naked. A date means we have to take the time to get to know each other. Remember Holly? This could blow up in our faces because of incompatibility. Does that make sense? 34C - 22 - 35. And I wish it was 34D."

"Yes, it does. Thanks. You're a pretty complicated person. And the C's look great!" He paid for dinner and asked me if I liked my food. 

"It was great! Thank you very much for dinner. And the enlightening conversation. I am having a great time tonight! Can you excuse me a moment before we head over to the movie? Gotta run to the little girls' room."

"Sure, I'll wait for you in the lobby."

After dinner I went to the ladies room to pee and check I stilled looked pretty good and didn't have asparagus sticking in my teeth. I fished my phone out of my purse and I snapped a pic of me smiling while I was in the bathroom and sent it to Geran and then texted him: Hvg gr8 time! Thx 4 making me do this! So far strictly platonic. Don't get hopes up 4 more. Luv u lots! B home l8r! MayB if U R subtle you can watch a little! N 

I also texted and asked if he pre-informed Vince of any of my likes/dislikes like the restaurant or anything else that would influence our date. He texted back and assured me he did not discuss anything with Vince for our date and he was glad I was having fun. He was going crazy waiting. I texted back and told him I'd be home in a couple hours when the movie was over and I'd take care of his urges. I switched my phone off after that or we'd be texting all night.

I fixed my hair quick, checked my outfit, fluffed my hair a little, washed my hands, and then found Vince in the lobby.

We walked over to the multiplex to pick a movie to see. It was a nice evening and the moon was shining, creating eerie shadows everywhere. There were some pretty flowers along the sidewalk. I picked one and put it in my hair. Vince held my hand which got some of the butterflies going again. I made a deliberate effort to check him out as we walked. Tight ass - check; nice pecs - check; biceps - check; handsome face - check; strong defined legs - check; package - looked promising. Wow - did I just check out his dick? All in all if I wasn't with Geran, Vince might actually be someone I would actually date. He's definitely not my soul mate but he would do if I lived a normal high school girl life.

Come to think of it if I were a normal high school girl I probably would have dated as many as a dozen guys and maybe even fucked half of them. Something to think about I guess. Although I wouldn't trade my life and who I am for anything. I'm VERY happy with who I am, my life, and my family. I'm just not sure I can get through a date. I figured I was doing pretty well, but I had no good frame of reference and there were still so many ways to screw it up. Oh well, good experience, right? Right?

The ticket area outside the multiplex was brightly illuminated and had lots of blinking neon lights. As we waited in line to get tickets I had the usual stares at my body from the guys in line. Being a natural exhibitionist I felt my pussy start to moisten and my nipples get a little more erect. I think Vince noticed my nipples. I started thinking of what Geran would want me to do and what I had worn. I put my back to the majority of the guys and "accidentally" dropped my purse in front of me. I bent over to pick it up and gave them a quick view of my firm tanned ass. They DEFINITELY appreciated it. Vince noticed too.

He looked at me and asked, "I don't get a peek?"

I immediately felt embarrassed and self-conscious. "Uhm, well, I uh, maybe later? It has to be a kinda impulse thing? Does that make sense?" Shit, I really fucked that one up. I'm going to have to work hard to make up for that one. Shit shit shit.

He gave me a sympathetic smile. "I get it but I expect my turn to come up soon. Anyway, what flick shall we see?"

I pointed out a chick-flick and he pointed out an action thriller. We argued over those and a few other titles and eventually settled on a horror flick that looked to be a decent popcorn movie that Hollywood had made for the idiot masses. It was cool because it wouldn't require paying close attention to it. I wanted to be aware of what Vince would be doing during the movie. He might think a dark theater is a good place to put the moves on a helpless innocent high school girl. Or me. 

I was still feeling like a crap date for pulling the flashing stunt. Spilled milk I suppose. He probably wouldn't want to go on a second date after this. Or give me a goodnight kiss. I'd be lucky if he slowed down his car so I could get out. Or he might just make me walk home. Maybe I could make up for it before then. I sure hoped so. I know Geran acts like he's not expecting anything but I really don't want to be a disappointment to him. If the date fails I REALLY don't want it to be my fault.

We got in the concession line and I remembered one of Geran's funnier jokes. I told it to him got a laugh so maybe I was on the road to redeeming myself. Looks can only get me so far.

We got a huge bucket of buttered popcorn and the gallon size Cokes with it. I decided I wanted some Snowcaps at the last minute. We gathered our goodies and found some seats. The butterflies kicked in a little bit again as Vince picked two seats kind of in the back corner. That's usually where Geran and I sit when some make out sessions are in order. Must be a guy thing. The theater wasn't very crowded. I couldn't decide if that was a good thing or not. 

We smirked and made fun of the trailers. Mostly because they all looked like shitty typical Hollywood garbage.

I stretched out a little and put my feet on the back of the chair in front of me. My skirt rode up my thighs a bit exposing more of my legs. I was giving Vince a phenomenal view of my legs. I flexed them occasionally and crossed and recrossed them to keep him interested. It should help make up for the earlier screw up.

The movie was pretty predictable. Slashers, some T&A which Vince sniggered at and winked at me, "Well you look like you have a better body. You tits aren't as big as theirs but yours look natural and not inflated." He was deliberately staring right at my boobs. It made me immediately self-conscious again and here came the damn blushing. He laughed quietly at my discomfort and patted my thigh. THAT was surprising and a little exciting but he didn't leave his hand there.

We had fun bumping hands while reaching for the popcorn at the same time. A couple times he pushed my hand out of the way. A couple times I did it back to him. We tossed a few pieces at each other. Towards the middle of the movie the popcorn was almost gone and he grabbed a handful and fed them to me a kernel at a time. He managed to drop a couple down into my cleavage. I gave him a very small brief show moving the tie and fishing them out.

When the popcorn was gone he took my hand and licked the salt and butter from my fingers. Kinda weird. Kinda erotic. Then he held my hand for a while. It was nice. I broke out the Snowcaps and fed them to him while munching on my own. I think he enjoyed it but it was hard to tell in the theater. I enjoyed being a little dominant for once on the date. And when I would poke one in his mouth he always tried to lick and suck on my fingers. After a while I let him do it each time. I suppose it counted as flirting. He probably wanted me to do it to him but I didn't think about it until too late. I'll have to ask Geran about it. I've never sucked on anyone's fingers.

About two thirds of the way in the movie he made his move. He was looking at me intently and then placed his arm over my shoulder. I tensed up at first and then relaxed. After a few minutes I leaned into him and put my head on his shoulder. It felt nice like when Geran and I do it. I MUST stop thinking about Geran all the damn time. It was harmless enough and yet erotically promising enough that I could feel myself getting a little wet.

I am a true nymphomaniac meaning my body and mind respond to anything that could have a sexual connotation and get me horny and ready for sex. I CAN control it when I put my mind to it and I can also put it into overdrive. For tonight I had decided to leave it neutral so that it wasn't responding to everything - just things that would get a normal girl excited. At least what I thought would excite a normal girl. Getting wet was a sign for me that second base was back on the option list. Now I just had to decide if I wanted him to feel my boobs through my vest or if I would allow him to feel bare boobs. I figured I still had about 15 or maybe 20 minutes to decide.

After a few more minutes Vince did something very unexpected. My ears are a huge erogenous zone for me. They are every bit as sensitive as my nipples and I can cum from having my nipples played with the right way. Using the arm he had around me, he lifted his hand up and began lightly stroking the outside of my ear. It was so unexpected I froze instead of smacking his hand away. Erotic tingles traveled from my ear all through my body. I knew I was soaking now. I whimpered and cooed a little as he did it again. I tried desperately to be quiet.

I started to raise my head up and he was ready for that too. When my head reached the right height he put his hand on my chin and lightly rotated me towards his face where he gave me a light tentative kiss. My eyes were wide open so it wasn't very romantic but he persevered with two more light kisses. By the fourth kiss my eyes were closed. By the ninth kiss my tongue was firmly in his mouth playing with his tongue. I couldn't believe how easily it happened. He had placed a hand back on my thigh. He wasn't moving it; just keeping it in one place but it still felt divine. I was getting incredibly aroused by his passionate kisses and he was a great kisser. I was really getting into it and had my arms around him kissing him as much as he was kissing me. It was awesome!




Geran and Nicole Ch. 05



The next thing I knew the lights were coming on and the movie was over. Vince pulled away from me and said, "We should probably go before they kick us out." 

I opened my eyes dreamily, "Mmmmmmmm. OK. If you say so."

As we got up he took my hand in his and started walking out I remembered I hadn't decided about second base and now only had a few short minutes to decide. Crap! Should I go the coy route or the slutty route? ARGH! When we reached the lobby we got free refills on our Cokes and when he reached for my hand again I wrapped my arm around his holding it tightly. My breast was pressed against his arm. I don't know if he noticed. I did.

There was one of those photo booth things in the lobby. I pulled him over to it fishing some dollars out of my purse. "We should commemorate our date with some pics!" He didn't look overly excited but he allowed me to pull him in and pull the curtain closed. We made some smiley faces and funny faces on the first run through. I put more money in and started making out on the second and third runs. There were some pretty hot pictures of my tongue down his throat. I gave him one set and put the other in my purse for Geran.

We got in the car and I asked him, "Should we continue our game? Or would you prefer some music? Or quiet? Or talk about something else?"

"We can continue our game. It was fun and informative. I don't remember whose turn it was so ladies first," he replied.

I gave a groan. "Crud, now I have to think! Let's go for broke and ask one I wouldn't normally ever ask. Did you know how nervous I was when you picked me up?"

He gave a brief smile, glanced at me and replied, "One of my powers/abilities is a heightened sense of smell. Before I remembered it was a 'no powers' date and stifled it I could smell the nervousness on you. Actually, it was more like terror and I was really feeling bad that you were so uncomfortable. I almost took you back home because of it, but I figured you might get over it through dinner."

I shifted in my seat so I was facing him more and put my hand on his arm. "Vince that's so sweet! I am VERY glad you didn't take me home! I think that would have really messed me up. Your turn."

He looked a tad nervous. I shook his arm a bit and told him, "Come on! Out with it!"

"OK, OK. In the theater, were you...well... showing off your legs to me? You know...uhm...wanting me to check them out? If you were, or even if you weren't I just wanted to say you have got gorgeous legs and if you were thank you for the show." 

I felt my cheeks heat up (AGAIN!) and my body getting aroused. My panties HAD to be getting damp by now. I almost missed the fact he was blushing a little after asking that. I said softly, "Yes, I wanted you to look at me. I am an exhibitionist by nature but this was much more personal. I am glad you liked looking."

I thought for a moment, "You're a super, but you seem unaffiliated so to speak. Are you leaning on way or the other? Do you want to be part of a group or solo or a non-player?"

He drove in silence for a moment. "I like being unaffiliated. The whole good guy bad guy thing seems so pointless. The bad guys do their thing; the good guys throw them in prison; the bad guys get out and it starts all over again. What do any of them accomplish? You've got a real purpose that will get real results. I could see myself hooking up with you guys and helping you accomplish your goals. I assume there are many who will try to stop you?"

I snorted, "You have no idea."

He glanced over at me, "I've got one that's bugged me for years. Why do your eyes change colors and is it significant?"

"Heh that one happened recently. It happened during sex with Geran. They turned bright blue during an orgasm and then began shifting colors. I can also make them change colors. They are starting to associate to emotional states but very loosely. Red / anger; that sort of thing. Royal Purple is Geran's favorite color so I nudge them that way quite a bit and he likes the green so I do that one a lot too. I'm getting to be able to do some freaky stuff now - flames, star fields, metallic. It has no useful value other than just looking cool, I suppose. You have a preference for tonight?"

He thought for a minute, "How about yellowish cat eyes?"

"Like this?"

"Wow! That's hot! Your turn again."

I thought a minute, "OK, what is your race?"

"You won't like my answer. I really don't know. I know it's an offshoot of the Egyptian cat race which from what I understand were created by an ancient demonic race. That's about all I know."

"Hey! Geran is always poking through ancient books. He may have some ideas." I said excitedly.

"Awesome! I'll ask him. My turn. How in the world did you and Geran graduate? You two were absent more than present." He asked me.

I felt uncomfortable but answered anyway. "We graduated. The principle worked for my Mom and was paid very well to keep an eye on us. Geran and I have very high IQ's - his is higher than mine - and our Mom has us using sleep learning. We're actually about the equivalent of college juniors. We make certain we take our exams to keep up appearances. Mostly school is so we can learn how to interact with other people. We still have problems with that. Geran tends to look at people as resources and I tend to look at them as something to entertain me.

"We do have friends that we've managed to not put into those categories. You, Celeste, Orihime, some others. We have such and unusual upbringing that the social learning is much more critical for us. We're both stunted in that respect."

We pulled into my driveway. I felt a sudden hollowness and sadness as I wasn't ready to end our date. "Vince, what are you thinking right now?" 

He shut off the engine and shifted so he was facing me more. He started running his hands through my hair. "I'm thinking we shouldn't end our date yet. It's only a little past midnight and we should do something more. There's a midnight drive-in late show, an all-night Putt-Putt place I know of, a lazer tag place, the video arcade is still open. Are you up for it or would you like to say goodnight?"

Impulsively I leaned over and kissed him hard. When we came up for air I asked him, "What do you think? But I'd rather go someplace private."

"You think it's ok with Geran? Is he expecting you back at a certain time?"

"Well, he firmly instructed me to have a good time, and I am so I think it will be ok. Hang on a sec and we'll know for certain." I grabbed my phone from my purse, turned it on with shaky hands. I texted Geran: Hvg a gr8 time still. U mind if I stay out l8? Maybe a few more hours?

We waited anxiously. The reply came back fast. Missing U lots! Vry happy U are hvg fun! Stay out as l8 as you want. Anything to share?

I showed Vince the text. He looked relieved and said, "That is sooooo AWESOME! Finish your text and we can decide what to do."

I stared at my phone a minute deciding how much to tell. I then winked at Vince and typed: gr8 dinner. Avg movie until V started making out w/ me. TONGUES! And YES I LOVED IT! Looking 4ward to more! Turning off phone. Luv & Miss you! N. 

I pressed the power switch and gazed over at him. "So, about the rest of the night..." I reached over and pulled his lips to mine. After a while we broke apart for air. 

Vince started his gaze at my eyes and traveled down to my feet and slowly back up to my eyes. "This is awesome, but I'd rather not stay all night in my car. Would you like to go somewhere? I don't think we could sneak into your bedroom or mine for that matter. Or... I don't know. Thoughts?"

I looked out the window searching for the right words. None came but I did find some pretty good ones. "Vince, you mentioned one of your abilities was a heightened sense of smell. Is it active now or is it still 'turned off'?"

He looked blindsided by the question. "It's off. That's a strange question. Why do you ask?"

I slowly turned back to him. "Even though it's a 'no powers' date could you turn it back on? For me? Just for a minute or two?"

"Absolutely." He sat for about twenty seconds smelling the air. His eyes widened and I knew he could smell my wetness and arousal. I deliberately lowered my gaze and stared at his crotch. I saw it moving and getting bigger. I raised my eyes back to his.

"Vince, that is a LOT of movement down there. I mean..." I paused for effect and put as much sensuality into my voice as I could. "FUCK!" I smiled at his reaction. He pulled me in and kissed me hard and long.

I pushed away and blushing half mumbled and half spoke and pointed out the windshield. "Uhm, before I was so rudely interrupted, well we have a room over our garage that's separate from the rest of our house. We use it as kind of a big party room. It has a huge ass TV, fridge, some sofas, and snacks. Geran and I use it to play video games. We could use it. It's very comfortable and very private. Geran soundproofed it so we could crank up the games and movies." 

Vince smiled, "That sounds perfect. I've been up there before. I know you're anxious to get back to Geran so I won't stay too long. We'll have a drink or two. Maybe you can show me the game? I'm sure you have a stereo up there. Maybe you'll treat me to a dance or two."

To be continued...



Geran and Nicole Ch. 06



This chapter has very little story development and a great deal of explicit sex. It contains a wife having an affair with her husband's knowledge and approval, exhibitionism, voyeurism, incest, and nonhumans. All 18 or older. Votes / kind or constructive comments welcome! Back to the plot in the next chapter.

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Nicole's First Date - part 2

I was trying to prepare myself for another man's hand on my boobs. I was wondering if he would be gentle or rough. Would he like the way they felt? How many other tits had he felt? Why was this so important to me? They're just tits! Stop obsessing about second base. He may not want to. I could still screw up and make him want to leave without so much as a goodnight. No, I'm not screwing up anything. He's getting bare breasts!

We got out of his car and quietly slipped up the stairs to the fun room. I turned on enough lights to see clearly but still dark enough to pass as romantic. I always liked this room. Geran and I used it growing up and it had great memories in it. It was quiet up there and a little awkward at first as I made us some drinks. I'm fond of rum and Coke and I made him one as well. Vince got the stereo going on a romance music station and then excused himself to use the restroom. I wondered if he really had to pee or if he was adjusting himself. 

I quickly got my phone out and turned it on. I texted Geran "F.R.O.G." (Finished Room Over Garage) and switched it off again. I knew Geran had set up lots of hidden cameras in this room to record us having sex. If he got the message he would start recording so we could watch this later. I made certain the sofa was clear of remotes and game controllers. I fluffed the pillows and threw a comfy blanket over it. 

Vince came out of the bathroom. His shirt was now untucked giving him a much more casual look. I sauntered over to him letting my hips sway and ran my hands over his chest and stomach with them meeting at the top button on his shirt. I began unbuttoning them nervously, not looking at his face in case I would see disapproval there. Once it was completely unbuttoned I slid it off of him, folded it carefully and placed it on a chair.

When I turned around I decided impulsively to give him a little treat that might make up for flashing my ass at the theater. I gave him his drink and while looking into his eyes loosened and removed my tie. I held it at arm's length and dropped it on the ground and watched his eyes drift to my exposed cleavage. My breasts weren't visible, just a nice deep cleavage. I put my arms over my head and worked my hair a bit like I'd seen porn stars do. It was a nice erotic effect I thought. HOLY SHIT! I saw his bulge twitch! He was getting aroused just looking at me! My confidence shot up into the clouds. I couldn't believe it and was super excited. I decided to press my luck further.

I asked huskily, "I'd really like to dance with someone. OH! Fuck! There's a handsome stranger! How about that dance before you hit the road, Stud?"

He smiled and said, "I thought you'd never ask." He walked over to me and wrapped his arms around me and started swaying me to the music. The first dance was pretty mild. I loved his bare chest and was constantly running my hands over it and his arms finally moving to his broad back. He was a lot taller than I was, but then again most people were taller than I was. It gave me a better view of his chest.

We were still getting used to each other and it seemed any break in the action seemed to reset and cool us down. I was confident we would get back to where we were quickly.

The second dance he pressed against me and I could DEFINITELY feel his erection pressing into my belly. I had my head pressed against his formidable pecs feeling very comfortable and aroused. I was breathing in his essence. His killer cologne and a slight sweaty musk scent were intoxicating to me. Unmistakably male. I briefly wondered what his dick smelled like. I wondered if I'd get to find out tonight.

I always loved dancing and this time was no different even though there was only the two of us and it was basically just slow swaying. It felt as though time had stopped and there were no other priorities. We had forgotten about him leaving after a couple of dances and me getting back to Geran. I lightly kissed his chest and ran my tongue over his nipples. He tasted really good.

A few dances later I raised my face up towards his, silently letting him know what I wanted. His lips met mine and our tongues began their own dance. I have no idea how long we made out. Eventually he led me to one of the sofas where he sat down and then pulled me onto his lap so I was sitting perpendicular to him. He pulled me closer and I could feel his erection pressing against my thigh. It felt big. It felt really big and very hard.

He turned my face towards his and the kissing started again. I don't know how much time passed this time either but I was very surprised he hadn't tried to feel my tits. One hand was on my back and the other was caressing my thighs. He started moving his mouth and began kissing and licking my neck. It felt soooooo good. I was caught off guard (AGAIN!) when he moving up and let his tongue slide over the outside of my ear. I moaned softly and dug my fingers into his back.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmm Shit, Vince that feels incredible." I sighed.

He continued like that for a few minutes and then moved his tongue into my ear canal and started tongue fucking my ear. I was moaning quietly and then I climaxed.

"Vince, you've got to ugh ugh ugh stop oh mmmmm doing that aaahhhhh oh yeah fuck FUCK shit please Vince! Aaaaahhhhhhhh aaaaaahhhhh yeah yeaaaaahhhhhhh yessssss yessssssssssssss YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSS YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS please DON"T STOP!!" I slowly realized his hand was sliding up my thighs across my flat belly until he was cupping and gently caressing my breasts. My nipples were super erect. My pussy was dripping. His tongue felt SO FUCKING GOOD on my ear. He definitely knew by now I was a moaner and I was loud. I hope it was a turn on for him. As far as I knew most guys love moaners.

I felt his fingers work their way to the three buttons on my vest and slowly unbutton each one. His hot breath whispered into my ear, "Nicole, I've wanted to see these incredible tits ever since I first saw you. I'm going to see them tonight whether you want me to or not." His whispering and tongue brought me to another orgasm. I wasn't trying to hide them anymore. They were getting too intense. I was still moaning, groaning, grunting, sighing and just letting my body take over.

He unbuttoned the last button. "Tell me what you want me to do Nicole." He demanded.

"Vince, ung oooohhhhhh I want yes yes yes I want you to strip my top AAAAAAAHHHH and look at my breasts!! Oh fuck fuck fuck I want you to feel them yeah right there and suck them!! Shit shit shit. PLEASE!!" I gasped frantically. His tongue and hot breath were driving me insane. I was climaxing heavily. My nymphomania was going bugfuck. I loved every second of his incredible teasing of my body.

I felt my vest yanked off of me and was now sitting in his lap with just my skirt and thong (I had kicked off my shoes when we walked in). Using all my willpower I shoved myself off of him and stood in front of him posing with my hands running through my hair and over my body. "Do you like what you see Lover?"

"Fuck yes! They're amazing!" He gasped staring at my bared breasts. 

"Do you like my dark areolas? My thick, dark, erect nipples? They want to be sucked sooooooo badly."

His eyes were still glued to them. "Nicole, I love your nipples. I want them now. I need them."

I was super excited he liked my body. It was very important to me that he found me arousing. I made my voice husky and asked, "Do you want to feel them and suck on them?" I drew out words to make it as sexy as I could. I was moving seductively running my hands over my breasts, through my hair, over my face. I bit my lower lip seductively.

"Please! I can't leave here without fondling, groping, sucking on those incredible tits." Vince exclaimed. I knew I had pushed him as far as I dared. Anymore and he'd jump me. Which wouldn't necessarily be a bad thing but I was enjoying being in control for a little while. And I had managed to get my body under control and ready for the next round. 

"I should make you beg me. But I won't because I want it as much as you do." I strutted back over to him and straddled him shoving myself all the way against his crotch. Spreading my legs like that caused the zipper on my skirt to ride up to my waist so now all of my legs were exposed and he could see my thong covered pussy grinding against his hard on. He could also see my thong was soaking wet from my juices and I was getting his pants wet as well. I could smell my juices so I know he could even without his special senses.

His hands and mouth attacked my breasts and especially my nipples. He was very excited and while he wasn't rough he wasn't exactly gentle. He was squeezing them and tweaking my nipples, rolling them in his fingers. He put one in his mouth and licked, sucked, and gently nipped it. This time I let him know what he was doing to me. "OOOOOOOHHHH FUCK VINCE! I'M CUMMING!" 

He actually stopped with a shocked look on his face. "Seriously? You climaxed from that?!? You're joking!!"

I kissed him for a few minutes and rubbed my boobs across his bare chest. Breathing heavily and leaning into him I gasped "That was at least my tenth or twelfth climax so far. My ears and nipples are hypersensitive. I'm VERY orgasmic and very multi-orgasmic. I'm blessed with a nympho's body. Seriously, I have the true condition of nymphomania. I also have nearly four times the nerve endings in certain parts of my body."

He leered at me which made me feel wonderfully dirty. "Which parts?"

I smiled at him and presses my forehead against his. "Well, my ears obviously, my nipples, my clit, the entire interior of my vagina, my lips and tongue and mouth are about double nerves, my neck is double, my inner thighs are almost four times, and my belly button. So you see I can become jelly in someone's hands very easily. Add that to my ability to climax both easily and repeatedly I can have more fun that any girl alive. Oh, and with the added factor of WHAT I am, my stamina and constitution allow me to handle the intense orgasms without passing out or worse."

He took a minute to look at my topless torso, my exposed spread legs, and my thong covered crotch. "You are the most amazing girl I have ever met. Get ready for round two!" His mouth reattached itself to one of my nipples.

I moaned and exclaimed, "Hmmmmm, want me to say it again pervy? Of course you do. FUUUUUCCCCKKKKK! Time for me to play with my toys too!" I shifted myself around so I could lick his nipples and chest. That put my ears in range of his skilled tongue. I was moaning uncontrollably and grinding and thrusting my pussy on his cock. It dawned on me I was going to fuck him tonight. Actually it dawned on me that I WANTED to fuck him tonight. That revelation stunned me. I never thought I would have such feelings and desires for anyone other than Geran.

I quickly dashed away the tears and let my libido explode within me like a roaring wildfire. I knew what I wanted tonight and I knew it was going to happen. I felt like sex and lust incarnate.

I reached around and found the zipper and unzipped it fully and pulled my skirt off and threw it on the floor. I shoved myself away from him again and stood in front of him with just my thong on. I moved over to the other side of the sofa and lie down on my back and spread my legs obscenely. Loving his eyes on me. "Get busy." I whispered sucking my finger at him.

He lunged forward and slid my thong to the side and began licking and fingering me like he was born for it. My moans could probably be heard several houses away. I stopped counting my orgasms. I let him lick my slit and keep me in orgasmic bliss for a long time. Finally I pushed him out from between my thighs. "Enough! Please enough! Let me have some fun too," I gasped coming out of a climax. "Stand up, Vince."

Vince stood and I took a moment to admire his bare chest. I got unsteadily to my feet and ran my hands over his chest and arms. After a minute my hands found his pants, unfastened them, and pulled his pants and underwear to the floor in one swift movement. "Fuck, your cock is beautiful! It's huge! Look at these balls too." I shoved him back on the sofa and dropped to my knees in front of him. I grasped his huge pole in my hand and lowered my mouth on it. It was larger than Geran's. About 10 or 11 inches long and VERY thick. Luckily, I had practiced MANY hours on Geran's cock so I knew Vince was in for a surprise.

I licked and kissed his dick getting it nice and wet and then looked into his eyes. I winked at him, maintained eye contact and slowly slid his meat into my mouth and then throat until my nose was touching his pubic bone. His eyes were huge as I kept his dick nestled in my throat letting my neck muscles massage it. I kept it in place for about two minutes and then pulled back. Now he was the one moaning and groaning and swearing. I pulled his cock out of my mouth and looked at Vince, "Still think no one can deep throat this beautiful dick?"

"You are incredible!" He moaned.

Now I got serious and began really working his cock over. He smelled wonderfully musky and slightly sweaty. I know it's offensive to some, but for me it's addictive. My other hand found its way to my clit and started furiously rubbing it. The louder his moans got the harder I sucked his cock. Eventually he said those magic words, "Fuck fuck fuck Nicole I'm going to cum!!" I knew he was giving me fair warning to move if I didn't want a mouthful of cum, but I love cum and kept up my pace until I felt his balls tighten and his hips begin to jerk. He came spurt after spurt after spurt into my mouth. It was an incredible amount of jizz. I swallowed everything except the last two spurts which I opened my mouth to show him his yummy cum in my mouth. I then swallowed it and showed him my empty mouth smiling.

I stopped frigging myself and slid my body up and over his until we were face to face and wrapped my arms around his and began making out again. I loved the feeling of our bare skin touching although I really wanted my thong off now. I wanted to feel his eyes on my hot wet pussy. I lost time again while we were sliding our tongues on each other. I made up my mind for the final part and stood slowly.

I turned away from him and slowly slid my thong to my feet keeping my legs straight and spread and bending at the waist until my forehead was almost on the floor. I loved the expression on his face as he stared at my dripping wet slit and swollen clit. I straightened up slowly, walked over to my oral sex eating place on the sofa, lay down and spread my legs very wide running my hands up my inner thighs.

I caught his eye, "Please spread me wide open with that luscious big cock of yours. I want to feel it stretching me and going in so deep it pushes its way through my cervix and I can feel it thrusting into my womb.

Please Lover. Fuck my pussy and fill me with your jizz. I want to feel you cum in me as deep as you can."

He worked his way up my sweaty body licking as he went until I felt the head of that magnificent tool touching my labia. "I'm SUPER wet but you're bigger than I'm used to so go slowly." Over the next few minutes I felt it stretch me open, hit my cervix, smash through, and felt his balls hit my ass. I had another man inside me besides Geran. I came instantly and wrapped my legs and arms tightly around him. The pounding started and put me into multiple orgasms. "Fuck! Vince you're very big and thick! You're stretching my pussy so wonderfully. I feel so full of your cock!" I exclaimed between my moans and grunts.

His cock was rubbing against my clit with every thrust. His hands were all over my body arousing all my nerve endings. We alternated kissing, moaning, occasional screams, and he couldn't resist tongue fucking my ears just to hear me scream through super orgasms.

I have to admit, from what my girlfriends told me about how long their boyfriends last, Vince had incredible stamina. He fucked me missionary for a LONG time making me cum over and over and over. I started begging him to cum in me and eventually I could feel his climax building up. With a roar he slammed his cock into me as far as it would go and I felt him filling me with his thick cum. I was learning he came a LOT as he kept spurting into me.

He lay on top of me kissing my shoulder and neck panting with his cock lodged inside me. It felt amazing. After a while he pulled out of me and sat on the sofa looking at me spread wide beside him. We stared at each other's nude bodies lusting after what we were seeing. The post-coital bliss was relaxing and recharging. We kept running our hands over each other's sweaty bodies. There was no part of my body he was ignoring. Vince's hands were EVERYWHERE on me. I was cooing and making silly, horny, girly noises. He was kissing different areas of me.

I just HAD to give Geran a small peek so I reached out with my mind. *Geran! I DID IT!! We had SEX and at this very moment his cum and his dick are INSIDE ME!! See you soon!*

I gently pushed him away. "I need a short break. You want a snack?" I got up and headed to the kitchenette. I could feel his hot cum running down my thighs.

"Something light. And something to drink, please?" He was watching me closely. I made certain the right parts were bouncing and swaying when I moved. I grabbed a couple sandwiches Geran and I had left in the fridge earlier today from a video game challenge (I beat his ass thoroughly!) and two large bottles of Gatorade.

I sat on the sofa with my left leg curled up under me. Vince's goo was dripping out of me. It felt good. I handed him a sandwich and a bottle. We began eating and drinking and catching our breath. I liked looking over his naked body. "You work out a lot, Vince?"

He took a bite, "Yeah, every day. I'm able to bench a ton and a half now. I don't want to look too bulked up though."

I let my eyes travel over him, "You look amazing! Just the right amount of toned definition."

"Thanks! Although your body is exquisite!" He was checking me out thoroughly and starting to get aroused again. "Thanks for the sandwich and juice, too. It was a good idea to take a little break. Your eyes are a very bright blue, by the way."

We finished our snacks and I drained my bottle and what was left in his. I stretched and wiggled around some. Then I slid up on the sofa so I was kneeling on it beside him. The sofa was soaked with my juices and his cum. I imagine the room smelled of perfume, cologne, sweat, and sex. I put my arm around his shoulder and licked his ear. I said softly into his ear making my voice breathy so as to stimulate and tease him. "Vince, I had an incredibly awesome time with you tonight even though I never in a million years thought we would fuck on the first date. I am VERY glad we did. I have no idea what time it is but I know Geran was expecting me home hours ago so you are going to have to take that massive cock of yours and go home."

He turned and we kissed passionately for a while. He pulled back and sighed, "Yes, you're right. And your entire body is amazing." We were both sweaty and as he pulled back I slid a little so I was staring right at his cock. It was fully erect again. It also had the unfortunate result of putting my overworked ear next to his mouth. He took full advantage of it and I had his glorious tongue fucking my ear again. The orgasms if anything were more intense. 

He began whispering hotly into my ear. "Nicole, you love having me inside you. The fact that I'm "The other man" makes you hot. You can't wait to show Geran your slutty used cunt; your manhandled breasts; your whole body that has been felt up, looked at, lusted over. You can't wait to show your husband what a dirty fucking slut you are. You can't wait to let him smell the sex on you. Make no mistake Nicole, you are sweaty and smell like you've had sex all night. You look like you've been fucked silly. And you are still the most beautiful girl on the planet." 




Geran and Nicole Ch. 06



Half way through his "make Nicole cum even harder" speech his finger found my dripping slit and began roughly tormenting my clit. I was delirious with orgasms. He suddenly stopped and let me come back to reality.

I kissed him deeply and lightly bit his lower lip. I grinned at him and turned away from him on the sofa. I got on my hands and knees with my ass pointing at him. I looked back at him in the eyes and commanded him. "Fuck this slut's pussy raw." He lunged forward and began fucking me like he was trying to make his cock come out of my mouth. My breasts were heaving and bouncing as he pounded me. I wanted this time to have some variety. After a while I shifted and started riding him. His hands were all over my clit and boobs. I then went to reverse cowgirl and tried to pound his ass through the floor. We got back on the sofa and spoon fucked and finally went to missionary where I want to feel him cum in me again. And he did. Another massive amount of his cum was blasted into my womb.

We lay like that for about ten minutes until I pushed him off and began sucking his dick like a girl possessed. Once I got him fully hard again I got back on my hands and knees. "You've got one more hole to fuck." His eyes got big and he started to ask if I was certain but thought better of it. He got into position and grabbed my hips. He pressed the head of his tool against my rosebud and pushed. It didn't go in. I laughed and said, "You're going to have to do better than that if you want me to cum again on that yummy cock!" That was enough. He shoved HARD and it went in in one push. His entire dick was fully inside my ass and I gave a loud scream and beat my fist on the sofa.

"Are you OK?" Vince asked worriedly.

I grunted, "Yes, I came - HARD - and it hurt but it's incredible now. Fuck my ass hard!"

My ass began taking an incredible pounding. I was squeezing down on it to make it even tighter on his prick. My tits were bouncing like crazy and I was fingering my clit. My orgasms were fast and furious. This time I was talking dirty to him through my moans. I begged him to fuck my ass so hard I wouldn't be able to walk. I begged him not to cum in my ass. I wanted him to shoot his load all over my face, hair, breasts, belly, pussy, thighs. I wanted him to cover me with his spunk. I told him over and over to fuck my whore ass and fuck my slut ass. I promised myself next time I was going to time how long he fucked me in each session. It had to be at least an hour, but I was having so many intense climaxes I had no real time awareness.

I felt him getting ready to cum and he whipped his dick out of my ass, grabbed me by the waist and flipped me over. He grabbed his cock and stroked it hard and fast and then the cum started shooting out of the huge head. He shot blast after blast of thick sticky jizz onto me. It went everywhere I wanted. It got in my hair, it got on my face, my chest both of my heaving breasts, extra on my nipples, it covered my belly, he spurted onto my pussy and my thighs. As a special gift, he turned my head and filled my ear with his hot cum. When he finally stopped we looked at each other and smiled. 

I laughed a little with the sheer joy of being sexually fulfilled. "I want a quickie from that cock next week at school. I don't care if people see you fucking me either. We are also going to do another session like this. I would REALLY like to have you and Geran both double team me."

"Now you really have to go and I have to go show Geran what a bad bad girl I've been. But I will clean your dick quickly for you." I grabbed it and licked it clean very fast. Standing up I handed him my soaked thong. "Your souvenir." I grabbed his boxer briefs and wiped his balls and chest with them. "My souvenir." I looked at the sofa. There was a massive cum stain on it soaking the cushions.

Saturday Morning:

I headed for the door completely nude and opened it. It was daylight outside. We had played and fucked all night long. I felt a little bad because I knew Geran wouldn't have gotten any sleep waiting for me. "See ya at school, Lover!" I bounded down the stairs nude and casually walked to our front door. Wouldn't you know Mom had locked it? I rang the bell and stood naked and cum covered at the front stoop. 

Mom opened the door with a huge smile. "Young lady it is almost 8:30am. What kind of mother will people think I am if they find out I let my teenage daughter stay out all night with some strange guy she just met and then show up naked and freshly fucked at the front door?" I knew she was ribbing me. She saw Vince getting into his car and smiled and waved at him.

I told her excitedly, "Mom, I had an AWESOME time! I'm soooo glad Geran insisted I do this! I know more about how he feels with you and Celeste and future others. I feel kind of liberated that I can have the same kind of fun when he's having the same kind of fun and I know I'm babbling. Where's my husband?"

She stroked my hair and replied, "Geran is in his bedroom waiting for you. You have made him VERY happy. He watched most of, well no he watched all of it and fucked me senseless. He made me pretend to be you and do everything you did. He worships you. If he could crawl inside your soul and live he would. That's how happy you made him. You are the most incredible daughter, wife, and sister. Now go let him see your magnificent cum covered body! I've prepared breakfast for you as well. It's also in Geran's room."

Mom's speech actually made my eyes tear up and I was overcome with emotion. I raced up the stairs and barged into Geran's room. He was sitting nude on the bed with a look of pure ecstasy and love. For me and only me. My eyes teared again as I went and knelt at his feet. "I love you more than life itself and my body is here for your pleasure. Please use me and fulfill your lusts, loves, and needs. I am and will always and forever belong to you my husband. HOWEVER, I reserve the right to have sex with whomever I choose, whenever I choose as long as it never interferes with our relationship or adversely affect our relationship. Now let's ravish each other all day." I looked at his dresser and then back at him, "Uhm, maybe after breakfast or at least a couple of bites and maybe half a gallon of that pineapple juice."

"Anything for you, Nicole! And Welcome Home!" He got up and poured the juice for me and fixed me a plate. Then he fixed his own. "Soooooo, open your mind and start telling me about your date. Tell me what you liked."

I looked at him with a full mouth, "I liked that you gave me an epiphany of sexual freedom. Now just be patient while I eat."

"I can't believe you actually had sex with him. I really was not expecting you to do much." He told me excitedly.

"Geran, I didn't just have sex with Vince. I WANTED to have sex with Vince. I wanted to FUCK him! It was so awesome having his cock pounding my tight hole and filling it with his thick sperm." I spread my sticky thighs. "Look at my stretched pussy. His cream is still leaking out of me!" 

"I wasn't even touching myself and when I saw him enter you I came all over the place!" he exclaimed.

He ate and waited, but was definitely not patient. When I was done he gently picked me up and lay me on his bed. I knew he was going to be busy licking me for quite some time. I opened my mind fully to him and let him re-experience my wonderful date. We had fun picking out favorite parts while he licked the cum from my body. After I was clean we kissed for a while and then I told him he wasn't done yet. "Geran, Vince pumped his cum all the way into my womb. You have to eat me and lick my clit to get me to cum and force it out. I think you can handle that."

Geran's Story:

I have never been as aroused as I was watching Nicole walk come into our bedroom covered in jizz, smiling happily, and smelling - no - reeking of sex. My dicks felt like they were going to explode. After we got in bed and I started giving her a tongue bath we merged minds and she gave me her entire date. I could not help it. I came all over her legs and the bed without even touching myself. She laughed gently and said softly, "I guess you approve of how my first date went."

I groaned and held her tightly. My face was almost to her clit. She pushed me off of her and told me, "I want you to get a good look at my well fucked pussy before you clean me up."

I stared in wonder at her swollen red lips. Her clit was inflamed and there was cum everywhere. Her scent was intoxicating. She gave a little squeeze with her pelvic muscles and some cum oozed out of her.

"Nicole, this is the sexiest sight I have EVER seen. Wait just a second." I got her camera from her night stand and took several pictures. 

She gave me a sexy evil smile, "Do you like my lover's handiwork? Do you like looking at what Vince did to my tight little pussy? Can you smell his cum leaking out of me? I know his huge dick stretched me out. I feel sooooooo loose down there. Oh, I wish you could have seen his beautiful cock pounding in and out of me; making me cum; making me moan." 

She was working overtime getting me aroused. It was working. She instinctively knew how to push my buttons.

I moaned, "Fuck, Nicole, at least let me eat you out. You're getting me so horny I'd fuck a piece of wood with splinters in it. By the way, I'm going to keep a copy of these pictures on my phone!"

She looked at me with a horny expression, "You wanna eat me? Then do it right!!" She shoved me down on my back and straddled her thighs over my face. She lowered herself forcefully onto my mouth and began grinding herself on my face. I began licking, sucking, nibbling her. I started on her thighs and worked my way to her ass and gave her a thorough rim job. Then I tongued her clit gently getting her to climax. Sure enough when she came some cum came out of her. 

She buried my face in her incredible pussy and held my head there and made me lick her for hours. She was almost in a state of constant orgasm and she kept pushing out globs of Vince's cum into my mouth. The combined taste of him and her juices was amazing. Finally, she had emptied itself and I began slowing and licking more gently. 

I pushed her onto the bed and I kissed my way back up her body until my cocks were in position and entered her. She wrapped her long legs around me and dug her fingers into my back. We fucked, had sex, made love for hours. I don't have any idea how many times we each came but it was an amazing day. Fatigue made us stop around six pm. 

I carried her into the shower and we cleaned each other thoroughly. After we toweled off we both put on shorts and went downstairs. Mom had a feast waiting for us. She was wearing a very nice blouse and skirt. She looked elegant and sexy.

We ate and Mom and I kept Nicole busy answering our questions about her date. We asked everything from how did he drive to how did it feel when he came in her. Nicole answered every question and was very animated. She was also very wet again. Reliving it got her, and us, very aroused. After dinner we decided a calm night of snuggling and watching TV was in order instead of trying to bang ourselves into oblivion.

The three of us cuddled up under a big blanket with me in the middle and watched a couple movies. The first one I chose and the second was their choice. We all fell asleep during their chick flick choice.

To be continued...



Geran and Nicole Ch. 07



A quick inbetween chapter with plot progression and sex. Usual disclaimers – story contains incest and multiple partners. Everyone 18 or over. If not your thing please move on. It is also sci-fi / fantasy and the main characters are not human and do not behave according to human norm. Sections framed by * are telepathic conversations. Comments (constructive) welcome!




Sunday Morning:

Sunday morning we woke around ten-thirty a.m. I asked everyone if they would like to go out for a Sunday brunch – my treat. Everyone thought it was a good idea so we got dressed and into Mom's car. She made us act normal as much as possible. She said it was protective camouflage. I pretty much thought it was bullshit because anyone who was interested in us already knew about us. The normal didn't matter.

Nicole sat up front with Mom and I was in the back. *Geran?* Nicole tapped me.

*Yeah?*

*I can feel you and Mom tensing up. It's like putting two predators in a small cage. You two just can't spend a lot of time together until you figure out why you rub each other the wrong way. I suggest either we go do something on our own after brunch or you two find a secluded place to have it out.* I could feel her concern.

I sighed deeply mentally, *Nicole, I don't know what to do. I love her very much and I know she loves me. We keep trying to make it work and we just never seem to click. Most of the problem is I don't trust her. She keeps so many secrets and hides so much from us. I want us to get along but I don't know how to make it happen.*

*I'll help you any way I can. You know that. After brunch you go play with Celeste. I'll hang out with Mom. See if I can get her to open up a bit about you. Sound like a plan?* She was always so positive.

*My gut tells me it should be the reverse; me and Mom; you and Celeste, but I trust your judgment and I will do my best to be calm today.* I told her.

We got to the restaurant and maintained very civil behavior. However, it wasn't fun. It felt forced and I was kinda introspective most of the time. After brunch we went different ways. They had decided to go shopping. I 'ported home. I called Celeste, but she was out so I left a message.

I dug into my supply of secret tomes and worked on deciphering them and seeing if there were any hints to our powers. After three hours I had discovered a whole bunch of zilch. Well, that's not entirely true. I learned a handful of minor spells. If nothing else I was becoming a half-assed sorcerer. Add that to the potential arsenal. I imagine if I ever get access to the full array of my powers and I get into a battle I'll get my ass whooped because I can't make up my mind what ability to use.

I looked inside my mind and tried to feel or see where my powers were or what was locking them. Like always, I didn't find anything. Maybe I didn't have any other powers. Maybe this was it. Except I knew there was more. I knew I could solve this one day, but I needed it to be soon enough to be able to protect Nicole and myself from the inevitable attacks that would come. She had to be safe. She was my life and my obsession. It didn't help either I was physically addicted to her. I literally, physically would die if I was away from her for more than five to six days. Nicole had no such addiction and we didn't know why.

I pulled a little card from my wallet and compared it to the wristwatch I had on. The watch was magical and hi-tech and although it did tell the time of day, its most important function was as a counter. It told me how long Nicole and I had been apart. It also contained six concentrated vials of her blood and vaginal secretions containing her pheromones which extended my lifeline by a week per vial. I needed to corner Mom and make her tell me how she mixed and concentrated them.

I looked at the card even though I knew it by heart.

24 - 72 hours – slight fever, some sweating, mild headache

72 - 144 hours – mid range fever, heavier sweating, moderate headache

144 - 168 hours – high fever, blurred vision, difficulty speaking, heavy sweating, severe headache

168 - 216 hours – loss of cognitive abilities, animalistic behavior, internal bleeding, bleeding from ears, nose, eyes, plus the above

216 - 240 hours – coma, catatonic state

240+ hours – death 

I made certain the little vials were still intact and tightly sealed.

All I had to do if I needed an emergency dose was hit the watch against my wrist and the fluid was injected directly into my veins. Otherwise it acted automatically when the symptoms were at the 168 hour level. Mom had told me there were factors which could affect the times. A marathon oral sex session would delay the effects considerably. Sex with Mom would delay the effects although she had much less impact on me than Nicole did. Drinking Nicole's blood was a big delay factor. Maybe I should make some more and put them in a bracer or necklace or something. Nicole had the watch and first vial made for me. It was a gift from her. My presents for her paled in comparison, but how do you compete with someone who just gave you a backup plan to help you live?

I sighed and put the card away and refastened my watch. I looked at it. Five hours and some change. She had a similar watch that would let her know when she needed to get back to me. She didn't always wear hers. She figured small periods away from each other didn't warrant it. My addiction / dependency was our most closely guarded secret. An enemy who knew that wouldn't have a very hard time taking me out of the game.

I practiced a few of the spells. They were easy and seemed to be second nature for me. Maybe I would be a three-fourths assed sorcerer. I decided I wanted a break. I went to the FROG and powered up the TV and computer. I accessed one of my favorite home videos, got comfortable, and pulled out my cock and began stroking it while the video started.

It was the one of Nicole and Celeste cat-fighting at school a while back. It was one of my perverse pleasures watching two hot girls fighting. Clothes were ripping and flying. I was getting into the action when a soft hand reached over my shoulder and began stroking me. I looked over my shoulder. It was Celeste and she was nude. "Hi, Sweets! Glad you showed up!" I said.

"Hmmm, me too. Is this because of me or her?" She asked squeezing my dick.

I got up and walked around the sofa to get behind her. "Both. Now we're going to have some fun watching this." I grew my second dick, bent her over the back of the sofa and entered her. We were watching the video while I pumped into her. We both commented on the catfight while screwing. I made sure to cum in her when the action stopped. "That was really fun, I'm glad you came over Celeste."

She disengaged herself from me and gave me a kiss, "Me too. Although I really came over to kick your ass on some games." She pulled on a g-string and hopped over the sofa into a crossed legged position. "Gimme a controller and put in a game!"

I put in a game I was decent at playing and tossed her a controller. I sat beside her and slid a finger inside her.

"Hey! No distractions!" She yelped.

I pulled my finger out with a nice glob of my thick goo and wiped it on her face from her forehead to her chin. "No problem! No distractions." I told her laughing.

"I can still kick your ass with your slime on and in me!" She told me starting the game. Twenty minutes later she had made good on her claim. She did a petty victory dance shaking her tits in my face and mocking me. I reached out to grab her and she pulled away, "Uh uh loser boy. You don't get any 'til you ain't such a loser!" She laughed and kept dancing. There was some applause behind me. I turned and looked.

"Hi, Nicole! This isn't what it looks like!" I exclaimed.

She smirked, "You mean you weren't just thoroughly defeated by an almost naked chick with obnoxiously large boobs and your cream drying on her face?"

"OK, well, maybe it is exactly what it looks like. You have fun?"

She shrugged, "I bought a couple things for you and a few new panties for me." Mentally she added, *Mom avoided all my attempts to get into a real discussion. Sorry.*

*Thanks for trying.* I noticed the time. "How about going out for a pizza? My treat? But you need to get dressed." They both put on shorts and t-shirts and we 'ported to the alley behind Little Roma, our favorite pizza joint. We all went in and each of us ordered a pizza. We got a pitcher of beer and a pitcher of Coke and six glasses. We have never once been carded for booze. I think we have an aura that says we're older than we look. We chatted about usual teenage stuff keeping the conversation light. We gossiped about teachers, students, who was fucking whom, plans for the week, new movies coming out, and more. 

The pizzas arrived with a second pitcher of beer. I looked at the waiter, "We didn't order that."

"Yes sir, it came from the two gentlemen over there." He gestured at two guys who looked like they were in their thirties. Celeste grabbed the pitched and filled our glasses.

She said while taking a drink, "I ain't turning down free beer no matter what they think they're getting." We were about halfway through dinner when they decided to come over and see if they could get some action. Nicole and Celeste were colder than dry ice with their replies and sent them on their way.

The rest of the evening was uneventful and we got a pizza for Mom and teleported home. The three of us watched some TV and Celeste invited herself to sleep over. I got to be in the middle. Life was good. 

Undisclosed Location:

There were only two entities in attendance. The first and third had decided the second's approach wasn't serious enough and thus had omitted it from the invitation.

The first entity was hissing like a boiling tea kettle. "They are still alive! They haven't even been inconvenienced by the 'high tech' attack. I think it played us for fools."

The third was shaking in agitation. "We need to form more attacks on them. They could find the other two and start the Apocalypse any day. And who knows what SHE is planning. SHE is the one we should eliminate!"

The hissing replied, "We do not have enough allies to kill HER. Yet. She is a god compared to our abilities. However, haste is needed. The boy is becoming stronger every day. Soon he will rival even us in just mystical ability. Already he is learning how to combine spells to make more powerful ones. The girl is even worse. She is like a bomb ready to explode in power. We must strike now."

There was silence for several minutes. Then the third broke the silence. "We each plan an attack and execute it. If it doesn't work we think of something else and keep hitting. Continue to use other agents. We do not want to attract HER attention."

They agreed.

Nicole's Story:

One week later.

The afternoon before we were due to start college I was curled up on the sofa watching Bugs Bunny cartoons in just my shorts when Geran came home from his rugby game. He was a sweaty mess. He yanked his shirt off and tossed it on my head and plopped down beside me putting his arm around me and kissing the top of my head. "Hey, Shrimp. You look productive."

I was halfway goofy smelling his sweaty shirt. I pulled it off my head and put it on the other side of the sofa. "This shirt belongs to me now, dipshit. And the only reason I'm so petite or Shrimpy is so your flea fucking pencil dick would have at least one pussy that felt tight." 

Shit, I loved smelling him when he was all sweaty. I began rubbing my face and hands over his chest. "Get these pants off so I can put my nose in your crotch!" I began yanking them off. Once they were down I began sniffing his sweaty cock and balls. His scent was addicting!

"You're one sick chick!" He told me.

"Hey, that's not fair! You love smelling my pussy." I protested, licking and inhaling him. I wrapped my hands around his dicks and started jerking hard. "C'mon jerk! Show me what you got!"

He grabbed me and flipped me on my back on the floor. We started wrestling and playing. Then more serious wrestling. "Fight you fucking pussy! This isn't an excuse for you to get some!" I really started letting him have it. He defended himself and started giving me almost as good as I gave him. Then I cheated and grabbed his erection and tried to pull it off. He can really scream when he wants! I let go of it when he tried to ram his fist up my ass.

"You miserable brats!! You're wrecking my furniture!! I knew I should have bought some dogs instead of having kids!" Mom was shouting at us. 

We began giggling. I grabbed Geran's dick and pointed it at her and made "Pyew pyew" noises. She started laughing too. Then I put a finger in Geran's ass and pressed his prostate and reached into his mind and made him cum. The next Pyew smacked her in the face with a sticky glob of his cum.

Now there were three of us wrestling. After a few minutes we were all nude and began fighting hard. Quite a bit of blood was drawn before we all collapsed on each other in a panting sweaty pile. Naturally, it became a threesome of each one trying to make the other one pass out from climaxing. Mom and I finally double teamed Geran and sent him to sweet oblivion after he soaked us with his semen. Mom and I engaged in a violent sixty-nine until she beat me.

I woke up in bed next to Geran. He was staring at me and had been watching me sleep. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him in for some very intense kissing. Before I knew it I was impaling myself on his erections and grinding into him hard. I pulled my mouth away from his and pulled his head to one of my nipples and held him there while I climaxed on him. I was moaning and grunting and completely lost in the physical pleasure I was getting. "Geran! Cum inside me! I want to feel you cum! Fill your sister's pussy!"

He groaned against my nipple and thrust up into me as far as he could go and let loose his cream deep inside me. I collapsed on top of him panting and caressing and kissing his chest. His hands were roaming all over me. 

I slid off of him feeling empty after his cocks were out. I straddled his face and shoved my pussy into his mouth and lowered my mouth to his cocks. I was stroking one and sucking the other while he tongue fucked my slit.

I was having nonstop orgasms and kept it up until he gave me another large load to swallow. I swallowed everything except one last spurt which I let him shoot on my face. 

"Come on Gorgeous. We have to get ready and start our classes today." He told me shifting me around.

"I've got a better idea! Let's stay right here and pleasure each other all day. And all night. And maybe tomorrow." I replied giving him my best sexy look.

"You're not playing fair," he complained. "Seriously, first day and all that. We have to go in. And we need a shower unless you want to smell like sex all day."

"I wouldn't mind because it's our sex." I reluctantly got up and headed for the shower making certain to swing my ass for him. We showered, ate, got dressed. It was still warm so I chose a pair of tight short shorts and a halter top. I made Geran wear some tighter clothes to show off his physique and the outline of his dick (I made him alter his crotch to only have one big dick). I wanted the other coeds to see what I got to have whenever I wanted.

Of course, I also wanted every guy there lusting after me and seeing what Geran got to have whenever he wanted. I was really becoming obsessed and addicted to sex.

We rode his bike into the college with no issues and did the whole wait in line and wait in another line over and over until we had our classes and books (seriously, books when there are laptops and tablets everywhere?) and everything else squared away. We had two dorm rooms and an off campus apartment as well for use when we needed. 

We hooked up at the campus canteen for a late lunch to compare notes.

I was munching on some sloppy Joe's and yakking with my mouth full. "You wouldn't believe how many times I got asked out and invited to parties. I also got invited to pledge to a bunch of sororities."

Geran looked at me patiently, "You know, if you're gonna talk with your mouth full you could always mind speak to me. But yeah, I got asked out and to parties too. I think we need to talk to Mom about how to control our pheromones. Although, I think mine is a bit more than that. I can focus on one girl and make her horny for me. I can also do it in a mass radius of about twenty feet. I think if I keep working at it I could make a girl climax by just touching her."

I smiled, "Wanna try it on me?"

He reached across the table and held my hand. It felt warmer than usual and after a minute or so I came. "That is a cool trick! I bet you can't wait to try it out on some hotties around here."

"It really worked? You climaxed?" I nodded. "That's intense. Yeah, I'm going to try it out on a bunch of girls. It may help create the harem Mom was talking about."

"Shouldn't I get a stud farm if you get a harem?"

"Fine with me. Speaking of Mom – what's her name?"

I think I gave him a really goofy stupid look. "I have no idea. Wait, what did you ask me?"

"Uhm. I think I was asking you about your classes." Geran's face had a mask of confusion over it. Then it cleared. "I was asking if you wanted to check out our apartment later."

"I'd love to!" Then I felt two hands cover my eyes and a familiar voice say, "Guess who?"

"My gut tells me it's some pervy freshman trying to get into my pants. My ears tell me it's a pervy freshman, period. Hey Vince."

He sat down beside me. "Hey Nicole, Geran. How's the class line-up going? Mine look like they all suck." He grimaced.

Geran spoke up first, "Yeah, I got battle tactics with Wilson. She's archaic and not at all up with what type of tactics it takes to win battles. I have a feeling I'll end up failing that class because I'm better at it than she is."

"Sucks to be you, Dude!"

I piped up, "I think my classes will be better, but I will have the same issues as Geran. I mean, who knows warfare better than me? It will be helpful to get the multiple viewpoints I think.

"By the way, don't you owe me a restroom fuck?" I leaned over and whispered huskily in his ear, "I sure could use your big cock fucking my tight pussy right now." Then I licked it sensually. 

Vince stood up quickly and looked around. "There's one over there. Let's go!" He grabbed my hand and started pulling me towards the men's room.

I looked back at my twin, "Geran you're coming with us!"

There were a couple of guys taking a leak in there as we piled in. I led them into the handicapped stall because it had the most space and had my top and shorts off before they got in the stall with me. I hung my clothes on the hook and helped Vince get his pants down. "You don't need to take them off. Just down is fine," I told him stroking his erection.

I jumped up on him, hooked my knees over his arms, got his dick into position, and slowly lowered myself onto it moaning the whole way down. I rode him for a few minutes and looked and Geran. "What are you waiting for? I want both of you in me at the same time."

I felt him get behind me and shove his cock into my ass. His hands were all over my boobs as I bounced up and down on my two lovers, enjoying the feeling of two men existing to satisfy my urges. I loved the sensory overload I was getting: the smells, sounds, feelings, taste, sights, the mental input from Geran, and still something more. Some part of me was almost feasting on the sensuality of the whole experience. I could feel it growing with every delicious orgasm. 

There were several guys and even a couple of girls in the restroom watching us. My exhibitionist streak went wild and I began putting on a show for my audience. Unfortunately for everyone I had promised a quickie and not a marathon session so after about ten minutes of their thrusting into me I gave Vince a quick bite on his earlobe. "Quickie time is over Loverboy!"




Geran and Nicole Ch. 07



I concentrated and felt Geran and Vince begin cumming into me. I dismounted from them and looked around the restroom in surprise. Geran spoke up first, "How did you make everyone cum?"

He was right. Everyone besides the three of us was on the floor groaning and moaning as they kept having orgasms. "I was only trying to make you and Vince cum. I think because they're humans they were and are overwhelmed by what I did. We better go." 

I grabbed my top and shorts and put them on. We exited the restroom and I gave Vince a kiss and we parted ways. "Let's check out our dorm room first. Then we'll head to the apartment."

"Sounds like a good plan." He took my hand and we began a leisurely walk across campus.

Geran's Story:

I was a little concerned with how strongly Nicole was able to sexually influence others. I decided to ask Mom about it and when she evaded my questions try to do more research. I needed more books.

We kept chatting and stopping occasionally to kiss. I felt so alive when she was with me. She was my whole life now and I knew I would do anything to make her happy. After one particularly passionate kiss I held her tightly. "Nicole, I am so happy we're a couple. You have no idea how deeply I love you."

She rubbed her nose on mine. "Of course I do because I love you just as much. Even if you are my dorky brother."

"Brat."

"Perv."

"ME?!? You're much more of a perv than I could ever hope to be!"

She looked at me dreamily. "Yeah, that's probably true. When we get to the dorm room I'm gonna show you just how pervy I can be."

Then we were hit with a freight train. It had to be a train. Nothing else could hit that hard. We both blacked out.

To be continued...



Geran and Nicole Ch. 08



Hello fans of Nicole and Geran. Sorry for the delay in writing and posting. My best friend Howard Williams died of a heart attack last month. We were friends since the sixth grade - 35 years. He and I created these characters and the overall plot and he had badgered me into starting to write and post their stories. I miss my friend and dedicate the entire series to him. I hope he is in a much better place. 

IMPORTANT NOTICE: This will be the last installment posted in the Incest category. The rest of the chapters will be posted in the Sci Fi / Fantasy section as I think it is more relevant to the theme now. If you enjoy the series please look for Chapter Nine there within a couple of weeks.

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Geran and Nicole - Chapter Eight

Undisclosed Location:

The second entity was enjoying itself. It has the third one strapped to a table and the first chained to a wall with its eyelids removed so it was forced to watch the events in front of it. The second in a rare departure of character was not very vocal. The third was more than making up for its lack of speaking with its shrieks of agony.

It has been made corporeal into a vaguely humanoid form. The second entity had a small paring knife and was carefully slicing under the skin enough to lift a section of skin. It would then grab the skin and slowly peel it away from the body strapped to the table until it finally broke. The longest section it had removed thus far was two feet long and had gone from the neck to the hip. 

It hadn't decided if it was going to kill one or both of them yet. It was sending a message to them at the moment and it was raging they had taken matters into their own hands. The twins were now at a new location owned by the third. They were captive and being tortured even though it knew, unlike the other two, there was no chance of this encounter eliminating either one of them. Still, it mused ripping another section free, it was always possible to get lucky.

Geran's Story:

I woke up to pain. Opening my eyes I tried to make sense of everything. We had been attacked. Again. And captured. The pain was centered in my left arm. I was in a very thick plexiglass box about five feet to a side. Me left arm was sticking through a hole in one side of the box and my body was semi-suspended from it. It was too low to allow me to stand and too high to let me kneel. There was an iron collar around my arm on the outside of the box that wouldn't allow me to pull my arm back in. Judging from the nasty design of it there were screws going through the collar into my arm and finally boring into my bone preventing me from pulling loose.

I was naked. I guess they wanted to make certain I didn't have anything I could use. My wrist band was still on though. Looking around the room there were arcane symbols painted on every wall, the ceiling, and floor. I figured they were dampening my powers. 

I spotted Nicole in a similar box on the other side of the room. I called out to her. There was a large plexiglass wall between us as well. She couldn't hear me.

Mentally I reached out, *Nicole?*

She jumped to her feet and banged her head on the top of her box. I saw her cuss. *Geran! You're awake finally!* She was also nude.

*Yeah, I feel like shit. Any idea how long we've been here?*

She pointed to a clock on the wall that showed the date and time. *Five days if that is accurate. You should be getting a dose soon. They couldn't get the wristband off of you. And they tried pretty hard. Maybe we'll get some answers now that you're awake.*

*I hope so. Not to sound like a baby, but Mom hasn't found us yet? You think she's looking for us?*

"Geran! Don't be a dick! Of course she's looking for us!*

*Yeah, you're...*

At that moment the door opened and four big bruisers came in on Nicole's side of the room. They began undressing while leering at Nicole. 

A voice came over a few speakers placed in the room. "Get ready, girl. These four men are going to gang rape you until you are unable to even stand."

Nicole began laughing. The men were now naked and sporting massive erections. She was laughing harder while looking at their dicks. Three of them began losing their erections from her actions. The last one went into her cell and dragged her out. He threw her roughly on her back on the floor and began to spread her legs. She casually reached down and grabbed his cock. He grunted and climaxed in her hand.

She laughed even harder. They threw her back into the cube and left the room. *That could have been really fun under different circumstances. They all had nice dicks. The one I made cum will never get another hard on in his life. Even Viagra won't help him. Shame.*

*Nicole, you're incredible.*

*I know. Here comes round two.*

A creature wheeled a cart into my side of the room. He looked like a tall goblin. Maybe he was a hobgoblin. He attached the cart to my hand and locked it down. I couldn't move my arm at all. He pulled a hand saw out of the cart and placed it above my wristband. This was going to be unpleasant. 

It was and then some. He sawed slowly and licked up a lot of my blood. He got through the first bone and was starting on the second in my forearm when the room exploded in white light.

Then we were clothed, healed, and in our apartment off campus. There was a three foot long pure white feather on the table and a voice; the only way to describe it was pure, said, "Transfer to Miskatonic." I have no idea if the voice was male or female. 

"Think that was Dad?" Nicole asked.

"Very probably. That was strangely anti-climatictic." I was breathing easier now that I could inhale her pheromones.

"You want to go back and have a showdown?"

"No. Wasn't that feather a lot bigger?" It had shrunk to about six inches in length.

"Yeah." She picked it up. "Teleport us home."

I did. Mom was waiting for us. Before she started I interrupted her. "If we transferred to Arkham to go to Miskatonic University would there be any benefit?"

She had a confused look on her face. "Why would you ask that? Hold still for a minute."

She began an odd series of gestures and mumbles. 

While she was doing that I became very aware of Nicole standing next to me. It was like having a glass of ice cold water next to a thirsty person. We were both still nude and I could feel the heat of her body next to mine. I suddenly had two very hard erections and couldn't focus on anything Mom was telling us.

Nicole nudged me, "Pay attention! This is important." Her touch was like a wildfire on me. I grabbed her roughly and began kissing her and letting my hands roam over her. Less than a minute later I had her on the floor on her back and was fucking her as hard as I could; trying to get further inside her than I'd ever been.

I climaxed quickly and filled her with my cum, but I just couldn't stop. I rolled us over so she could ride me and attached my mouth to one of her erect nipples. She wasn't riding me hard enough so I ended up thrusting up into her and pounding her from underneath. I don't know how long we fucked like that until I came again. This time I felt her in my mind trying to calm the flames of my lust. It worked just long enough for me to prepare her for the rest of the night. Mom and Miskatonic were long forgotten.

I carried her upstairs and prepared a scented bath. I gently washed and rinsed her beautiful hair and then carefully washed every inch of her. As a final touch I shaved off her landing strip leaving her smooth and bald. I dried her with a fluffy towel; blow dried and styled her hair. Then I carried her to our bed and laid her in the center of it.

Starting at her feet I caressed and kissed every part of her. I worked my way up each tanned muscular leg. I spent an hour just licking her firm belly and upper chest and then rolled her over to do the back of her legs, her incredible ass, and her strong back.

I kissed her face everywhere and tongue fucked her ears to several orgasms. Then I began on her breasts until she was begging me to fuck her. I buried my face between her thighs and licked, nipped, fingered, sucked, kissed my way from her clit to her asshole and back over and over. I kept it up until she used a martial arts throw to slam me on my back and impaled herself on my erections. She was riding me as hard as she could. Her moans and grunts were like beautiful music. My hands were playing with her bouncing breasts and hard nipples. I don't know how many times I came, but each time I did she instinctively used her succubus abilities to keep me hard so she could keep fucking until she was fully sated.

I finally passed out from an incredibly powerful orgasm and woke the next morning with her lying on top of me gently rolling her hips a little to keep me stimulated. She lifted her head from my chest and pulled me in for a very passionate kiss. "I love you." She said when we finally broke free.

"I love you, too." We held each other for a while. "Is today a school day?" I asked.

"I have no idea." She looked over at the clock. "No, today is Saturday. You were magnificent. My pussy and ass are still twitching and giving me small orgasms. What should we do today?" She asked lifting up enough to show me her boobs.

I licked my lips hungrily. "We have work to do." Physically I felt much better and I knew Nicole did too. Mentally I was frustrated. I looked at Nicole, "You as irritated and frustrated as I am?"

"Yep." She replied.

"I can feel you want to do a mind transfer - and we will - but I want to say it out loud first to see if anything shakes loose."

"Yep."

"First - we were taken out without any real effort." I picked some lint off the sheets, rolled it up and flicked it at the ceiling fan. Missed. 

"That we know of. For all we know this could have taken everything they had and a tremendous amount of resources." Well, well, well. She was going to contribute to the conversation after all.

I gave her a look, "Yep." She stuck her tongue out at me. "Ok, first - we were taken out without us having a chance to counterattack or even observe who or whom was responsible. Better?" I rolled on my side to look at her while we talked.

"Yep."

I ignored her. "Second - they knew a lot about us. Possibly more about us than we do. Fair statement?"

"Yep."

"OK, where would they be able to get that information? What sources are there that could reveal that much information about us? Brainstorm time. Ancient texts, select persons, spells perhaps, legends, uhmmmm ..."

"Dad." Nicole stated flatly. "Either he or one of his rescued us."

"Yeah, Dad. Or Mom for that matter. Does she have any other relatives?"

"No clue. We know more about the moon than we do about Mom." She pulled some of her hair around to her mouth and chewed it.

"Maybe we should work on changing that. Maybe if we knew more about her then we would know what they were after." I said thoughtfully.

Nicole looked more frustrated. She blew the hair out of her face. "Who the fuck would know anything about her or be ballsy enough to speak up? I can't think of anyone brave enough to speak up about her secrets without her permission."

"No, I can't either. But I can think of someone brave enough to point us in the right direction. Come on. Let's get dressed and pay him a visit."

"Sounds good to me!" She got up and took my hand and led me across the room to our closets. "Battle garb?"

"A little. We don't want to appear that we're spoiling for a fight but we do need to appear serious."

"K."

I dressed in slacks and a button down shirt that had my insignia embroidered on the chest. Black knee high boots and a my wristband were the only other items I wore. Besides my wedding ring of course.

Nicole popped out of the closet with calf high red boots, a red leather mini skirt, and a red leather top that stopped a couple of inches below her breasts. She also had a wide blood gold torc around her neck. She looked sexy as hell but fierce. "Ready?" she asked.

"Yeah. Let's go." I took her hand and teleported us to our destination.

She gave me a look. "I figured this was where we going but hoped I was wrong."

"Do you know of anyone more connected?" We were about a mile underground in a side section of the megabase Mom brought us to, to introduce us to the main super-villain crowd. We also used it for our more intense training sessions. We harbored no illusions that Mom was part of this crowd. They just had more useful resources than the good guys. If she thought for one minute the heroes had better resources we'd be over at one of their bases.

"No. That's why I figured he was where we were headed. Let's do it." She and I walked forward and I knocked on his office door.

"Come in," I deep gravelly voice boomed.

I opened the door and held it for Nicole and followed her into an office larger than most people's homes. We walked over to where a massive desk sat by a wall sized monitor showing a scene of downtown Manhattan and parked ourselves in a couple of oversized, super comfortable, leather chairs. We looked across the desk at the enormous figure looking at us. I broke the silence first, "Hello, Meister. Thank you very much for seeing us with no notice."

He looked us over some more. "Well, I can't say I don't know why you're here. We've always gotten along pretty well and you're a couple of good kids in my book. Sorry you got kidnapped and from what the grapevine says, tortured."

"Thanks. In hindsight it could have been much worse. So why do you think we're here?" I reached out and poured Nicole and myself a couple of glasses of ice water from his carafe. I took a sip.

"You wanna know who aced you. You got no idea who could do that and then who knew enough to flatten your skills and powers and keep you two locked up like a couple of pet store puppies. Yeah?" He had a hard time maintaining eye contact with me when Nicole was looking like his ultimate fantasy warrior girl. I mentally nudged her and she took up the conversation.

"You're close, Meister. We're looking for clues. Honestly, we don't think you know." His eyebrows shot up at that. "We think you do know enough about Mom to know who might have the information about who attacked us to get at her. We think you know where our next step is. How'd I do?" She had a sexy smirk on her face.

"Gotta admit, your Mom didn't raise no retards. You summed it up pretty well. I could name about two dozen parties who could've accomplished the hit. Myself included. But yeah, here's what you want." He slid a piece of paper, two small stones, and a flash drive across the desk. "This one's on me. I know you're not in the mood to play right now."

I held up the stones with a questioning look. He explained, "Weak hiding spell. As long as no one is trying to find you they'll see your auras at your home. Rub your thumb across it three times to activate or deactivate."

Nicole and I stood up I took the paper, stones, and drive. Nicole walked around the desk and reached into his pants and gave several large pumps up and down. Then she kissed his cheek and said, "Thanks, we owe you one."

Outside his office we looked at the paper. It read: Miskatonic University Library. Restricted Volumes Section. Black Bible / R'lyeh Texts.

We looked at each other. "You ever heard of this book," I asked her.

She slowly shook her head. "You've always been more into the arcane texts. I like the weapons. Although... it seems like I should know this book, you know? Fuck. That sounds dumb."

"No it actually doesn't. I have the same feeling. I feel like I have held that book before even though I know I haven't. Here's your rock. I've never teleported to Miskatonic before. Have to go home and find a picture for me to home in on. Ready?" I pulled her close.

The world faded and we were back in our bedroom. She told me, "You get busy on the computer. I'm gonna grab some tools and shit."

When we regrouped she looked at me, "You trust these rocks?"

"Not even for a little bit, but I don't think they're intended to do any harm to us yet. I only think one of the tomes he wrote down will help. I think he wants the R'lyeh text for himself."

Ten minutes later we were ready to go again. I looked at her, "I guess we both know Mom's gonna kill us for not checking in with her first but Miskatonic has popped up twice and I think we need to go there."

"Shit, we both know she never expected us to. Fuck it. Let's go." She said determinably. Her War aspect was manifesting slightly. Mom had dampers on us so we couldn't manifest more than about five percent. Nicole was less than that and pretty intimidating already.

We arrived in the main courtyard of Miskatonic. It was a cool, foggy evening. "Ominous or what, Sweetie?" I asked poking her in the side.

She was looking around. "There's something wrong here. Don't ask, I would tell you if I knew. I don't think it's aimed at us. Let's keep going and get this over with." We passed through the shadows of gothic buildings that seemed way older than they should be. Some had a blackish moss on the stones. I headed towards the cornerstone of one of them. There were some very bizarre symbol on it and a date that couldn't be real. It must be some idiot's idea of a joke. I must've had a strange look on my face. "What is it?" she asked me.

"Nothing, someone's idea of a joke. The date on the cornerstone. It's a joke. It says 532 AD with some strange symbols on it." It had me rattled to the core because somehow I knew it was real and legit.

Nicole looked closely at it. "Where do you see a date? All I see are some scratches."

I squatted down and pointed. I suddenly could read the symbols. "Built by the workers from the Plateau of Leng with the stones from the True Mountains in the year 532 AD." I shivered. I knew the True Mountains were also known as the Mountains of Madness. How did I know that?

"I still only see scratches. What did you do that I didn't?" She looked a little scared.

I whispered, "I touched them. Look through my eyes."

"Still just scratches. I'm NOT touching this thing. It gives me the creeps! I hope the library is made from normal rocks." She backed away from it. I felt that building was the heart of Miskatonic.

There were very few light posts and yet most of the buildings seemed illuminated by street lamps. Although they were illuminated by a sickly yellow light as opposed to the bright sodium vapor lights common to most areas. There were feeble shadows writhing on the surfaces. All in all this place looked like something from a horror film and not an institution of higher learning. Maybe it looked like a very friendly place in the daytime.

We wandered around until we got our bearings and headed to the library. We passed several groups of students and tried to lighten the mood some. Nicole pointed out a few hot girls she thought would look good riding me. I did the same for some frat boys. She was getting a lot of stares from every guy and several girls who saw her. She winked at me, "Need more than three frat boys. Maybe the whole fraternity would be good!"

I had to adjust myself and she laughed. "Freaking cock-tease." She laughed harder.

She ran a few steps ahead of me and called back, "Horny college school boy with no dick control!" I knew what she wanted and gave chase. I liked to hear her laugh. All too soon we were at the steps of the library. The library was an oddly modern building of steel and glass. It looked completely out of place. If I was a superstitious person I'd expect the other buildings to attack the library for being an outsider. But since they aren't, obviously the library contains something powerful enough to keep them at bay. Something to think about. We went inside and looked over the library map. Nothing on it indicated where we needed to go. Nicole summed it up for us, "Shit! Gotta ask someone."




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We went to the main desk and I asked very politely where the restricted book section was. Wow! I don't think we've ever been thrown out of anyplace that fast.

Nicole gave me a knowing look. "So you think the room is above ground or below?"

"Below. Probably the second to last level." I answered eyeing the building.

"SECOND to last? Why not the last?"

"Need a level of protection and intervention. Probably in the center of that floor. You got the tools we need?"

"Sure do, Babe! Can you get us back inside?" She asked.

"Yeah. I spied a nice place among the shelves way behind the front desk. Ready?"

"Yep." I teleported us in. We crouched and held still making certain we were unnoticed. We were good. We found an elevator and checked out how many floors it accessed. Three up and six down.

Then we slinked through the stacks until we found the stairs. We descended to the sixth basement level. 

"Now we have to find the staircase we really need." I looked at her. "How good are your instincts for this?"

"Shit! Instincts?" She rummaged around in her bag and pulled out a small box with some dim lights on it. "Here's my instincts! I told you I grabbed some tools." She started slowly waving it around. It pointed out the staircase we just came down. She pressed a couple of buttons. Waved it some more. "Got it!"

We moved stealthily to the far side of the building. She pointed at the wall. We couldn't see anything. She pulled out another smallish device and turned it on. It gave a quiet high pitched whine. I looked around to make certain no one was there. About three minutes later a section of the wall silently slid back and over revealing a staircase.

We made certain our camera fuzzers were still working and descended four levels until we reached the bottom. Then back up one level. The door was securely locked. Nicole and her gadgets made short work of it.

It would be cool to say we had to fight our way to the room to gain access but truth be told it was very boring and we got in with no incidents. Nicole let loose a whispered set of curses. "Shit! There are no fucking lights in here." We waved our phone lights around the door. There were several pitch soaked torches in a rack. We looked at each other. "Seriously?!?" We both said.

"You have a lighter in there?" I asked pointing at her bag.

"Yep." She lit two of them. They gave off bluish green flames. The walls were made of black stone, almost like obsidian. They felt menacing but nowhere near as menacing as the rows of books in front of us.

"You want left or right?" I asked her.

"I'll go right. Let's find this damn book and get out of here. That bad feeling is much worse in here. Actually, there are two feelings. The first one which is stronger, and a second one which is definitely coming from this room."

"K. Let's be quick but cautious."

We started moving up and down the rows. Along the back wall we found a series of safes mounted into the wall. It looked like the wall of a mausoleum. 

Nicole looked at the wall and then looked at me, "Fuck me! There's over a hundred of these. No identifying marks either. Any ideas, Babe? I don't have any gadgets to help us. And we sure as fuck don't have the time to open all these before morning. Abort or you got some ideas?"

I was aggravated. "No. Let's get pictures of as much as we can and get out of here. Fucking hell. So close and a full strike out. Maybe Meister can help identify the right crypt. About all we can do at the moment that I can figure."

We used our phones to records the wall. For good measure we recorded all the books on the other shelves as well. Nicole and I both agreed that many of the books felt like they wanted to reach out and flay the skin from us. Others felt like they were trying to get us to take them from the shelves. No matter what, the books were definitely hostile and we agreed early on to touch nothing. 

Some of the titles seemed to change as we looked at them. Maybe the book was on a shelf in plain sight and the mausoleum wall was a red herring.

It took us about three hours before we had it all. We extinguished the torches and cautiously exited the room. "Ready to teleport, Hot Stuff?" I asked Nicole.

"Yeah, I'm getting seriously fucking freaked out!" I merged my mind with hers to calm her down which wasn't much help as I was as frazzled as she was. The books were hammering on our psyches now and I was fighting myself to not go back and start grabbing some of them. We extinguished the torches and left the room behind us. Nicole locked the door and then a really cute brunette walked through the wall and I went into shock.



Geran and Nicole Ch. 09



For new readers the first eight chapters may be found in the Incest category as the first part was primarily incestuous. As the story has progressed it made more sense to place it in the Sci Fi / Fantasy section. Geran and Nicole are two of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse as well as being fraternal twins. Coping with their heritage, future duties, love for each other, enemies at every corner, and being teenagers is overwhelming but they are managing. I invite you to start with the first chapters in the incest section and then coming back here where all future chapters will be located and eventually the other eight moved here as well.

I enjoy constructive comments and emails but really have no patience for trolls or obnoxious comments and delete those from the comment section. I feel the comment section should be for people who are trying to make a valid point and not insulting others. 

The chapters are dedicated to my best friend who departed this world in March of 2015. Howard - I miss you Brother.

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Geran and Nicole: Chapter 09

Nicole's Story:

We were just about to leave when a really cute brunette walked through the wall. I didn't recognize her and she hadn't so much walked through the wall as vibrated through it.. We had never met and I knew she had no idea who we were, but the strangest thing was how Geran reacted. His mind just flipped. It had only done that one other time that I was aware of and it was when he and I first made love. This girl was another soul mate for him! Holy Fuck! Cool thing but wrong time! Luckily he was in my mind and I was familiar enough with the process to complete his teleport. I heard her call out the usual good guy mantra, "Hold it you two!" and then when we were home.

I was fucking stressed and tired. I brought hubby back from fantasyland. "Come on Casanova, shower and bed. You can go fuck Miss Ghost some other time. I dragged him into the bathroom, stripped us both and we showered, dried off, and headed back into the bedroom to sleep and recharge.

Mom was sitting on our bed reading a book. She looked at us. "Well, at least you two are safe. In case you're wondering, tomorrow is Saturday so we'll have plenty of time to discuss your 'walkabout' in the morning. Good night." She rose off of our bed and started to the door. Changed her mind and came over with her arms outstretched. She hugged us both very tightly. "You two are more important to me than anything!" She whispered in an emotionally breaking voice. "I don't tell you things lightly and I want to protect you. I can't lose either of you. Do you realize I haven't even slept since your abduction?" She let go of us and hurried for the door wiping her eyes.

I looked guiltily at Geran. "Let's get some fucking sleep." I whispered not trusting my voice.

"Yeah, sounds like a plan." Geran told me.

We got into bed, naked, and he was on his side facing me. I rolled away from him and pressed myself tightly against his strong frame. His arm wrapped around me and we drifted into a troubled slumber. We dreamt of demons of incredible power and hideous shapes slicing us into small pieces and devouring us alive. Around three a.m. I woke to see Mom slip into the room and get in on the other side of Geran. Her arm reached across him until she was holding my arm. We fell back into a dreamless slumber.

One thing I liked about Mom sleeping with us was she could cause us all to wake at the same time. Today was a little different. I woke up with Geran cumming in Mom's mouth. I smiled at them, "Ok you two, we've got a big day so let's go get some fucking breakfast and get to it because I want my turn later."

Mom and Geran grabbed me and each one put one of my nipples in their mouth. "Oh FUCK! You two are assholes. SHIT! NO you fuckers! Geran, get your fingers out of my fucking pussy! SHIT! Yeesssssssss! K - Make it quick!."

The wonderful orgasms started and I let them listen to my song of moaning and swearing. Geran shoved his beautiful cocks into both my holes and reached a nice hard tempo. Mom latched her lips on my clit and the two of them drove me insane for the next hour or so. Geran and I had our minds merged and we could feel each other's pleasures and fantasies. He was learning to cum when I did and not have to stop. It was an awesome gift to give him. He was also learning to make my orgasms more powerful and when he finally filled me with his wonderful hot jizz I had the most wonderful orgasm of my life.

I tried to look pissed off at them. "Can we go eat fucking breakfast now?!?"

They laughed. Geran handed me a pair of shorts to wear. "To keep the cum in you, Sweetheart." He and Mom put on a pair each as well.

We all helped cook breakfast and pretty much had it eaten by the time we were done cooking. We had talked about all kinds of enjoyable things leaving the past week in the closet for now. It was a really nice family time. We watched a bit of TV while we digested our morning feast and I think each of us was collecting and organizing our thoughts for our confab. Being the most impatient of us I broke the silence first.

"Well, are we gonna start this fucking meeting or should I go take a nap?" I eyed both of them. Mom looked at Geran.

"You still haven't done anything about her foul mouth have you?" 

He shrugged, "It's part of her charm." He winked at me and let me hear his thought *Hot girls swearing are sexy sometimes.*

She stood, "Gather everything up and let's go to the conference room in the basement. And before you start with the dumb questions, it's the game room."

Twenty minutes later we were spreading out papers, pictures, and getting videos loaded into the projector. Mom looked at us. "Geran - do I need to put a shirt on? Pay attention!"

Geran looked sheepish - but not much. Having two sets of gorgeous bare boobs in the room was a powerful distraction for any male. "Yes, ma'am."

"OK, even though you two won't like it I want your reports first. I can see a lot more of the puzzle than you and if your pieces fit anywhere into it, it will help me know what to tell you and which direction to have you look. Nicole, I would like you to start and Geran you fill in any gaps or thoughts or your own."

"Shit, Mom! Why do I have to start? Geran's the one who likes yapping!" That got me a mild kick under the table.

"One: because you have a more military approach than your brother. Two: because you were the one with the uneasy feelings and I need those explained. Three: because there were more than the hot chick there last night in full force and you didn't realize it. Four: because your brother slipped into la-la land as soon as he gazed on little Miss Phase Panties. Five: because I'm your mother and I fucking told you to go first."

Geran got a thrill out of her cussing. She does it so rarely. "Yes, Ma'am." And for the next two hours I detailed our adventure with Geran jumping in every so often. When we got to the no-no books Mom looked impressed.

She looked carefully at the pictures and muttered quietly. "This is one room even I can't get into. And you two brats just waltzed in. How? You have my blood. You shouldn't have been able to get past the threshold." It was a rhetorical question so Geran and I kept quiet and let her look at the images and ponder.

"Let me see those two stones Meister gave you." She held out her hand. We surrendered them. She scrutinized them for quite a while. "They may have helped but they aren't enough to get you in. It must be your Horseman aspect allowing you passage. Geran, you noted Nicole's aspect was showing a little, didn't you?"

"Yes, Ma'am."

"I'm VERY impressed and proud of you two! Ok, we need to go through these pictures. Not in detail it would take weeks and I've got other resources to do that kind of legwork for us. Open your minds and lets share what sensations and small things you noticed but don't realize you did. We'll go through the Black Library at double speed and skim titles. Most of these you should be able to read even though they're in dead languages - Horseman benefit - the rest I should be able to decipher."

Our minds merged and we retraced our steps. There were about eleventy thousand things we missed. Seeing through Mom's eyes we saw what we were oblivious to before. Traps, recorders, phantoms, the books themselves we looking at us for fuck's sake. Geran and I felt like complete bumbling amateurs by the time we finished.

Mom looked at us sympathetically and with compassion. "OK, so now we know. They have your faces and probably know who you are by now. I'll get these stones beefed up so you will have some protection. I'm going to teach you how to sense danger so next time they come after you you'll have time to react. Nicole, you'll be better at that since you already get uneasy when there's danger. By the way - the two things you sensed were the books themselves, and the entities the other powered entities were fighting. The books were by far the more dangerous situation and at least you two had the sense or luck not to touch any of them!

"I would like you two to take a copy of the video file back to Meister. I'm certain he's expecting it. I'm certain he's sensing he's getting close to fulfilling his dream of getting to have sex with me at long last. That final favor will have to be for a tremendous amount of help on his part. Geran take a picture of me right now - he's never seen me topless either. Give it to him when you think the time is right.

"I still don't know who is behind the whole enterprise or exactly what they want. I have found they have recruited some heavy hitters so we need to do the same. Two of the players you will need to watch out for are code named East and Throat-slitter. Here are their dossiers. Read them thoroughly because either on is capable of taking you out. By that, I mean they can kill you without breaking a sweat. They have trained for more years than you've been alive so don't take it personally. In twenty years people of their skill level will be of no worry to you. You have a lot of training to do and you still need time to enjoy being teenagers.

"Last, I will have words with Dean Carter and get her to beef up the security. I will add my own spells to it as well to keep better tabs on you. She has emailed you the assignments you missed last week but I don't expect you to work on them this weekend. I want you to hold off on trying to transfer to Miskatonic for now. The place is protected, but it's like sitting in a forest fire to avoid drowning. There are things in Arkham that should never be disturbed and the two of you are an enormous disturbance.

"Here is my assignment for you dear ones. Stay safe, stay off the radar, wear these bracelets - they will give you 'normal' auras, not disguise you, not make you disappear, you'll just blend in - and last is to get some new allies."

We waited. She was toying with us. I (Impatient again) blurted out, "Well shit Mom, how do we do it? Go to fucking Wal*Mart and look in the 'allies" department?"

Mom smirked, "Not at all silly child! You two will need to begin some serious work."

I slumped in my seat. "Fuck. What do we have to do?" I asked resigned.

"You need to find the Third Horseman: Pestilence."

Geran and I looked at each other. We both had the same thought: that mission will have to wait for a while.

We showered and dried and dressed. Jeans and sweaters. Geran teleported us and our stuff home and then back to Meister's office. Geran patted my butt and then knocked on the door.

"Come in, kids! This is getting to be a bad habit. Maybe you should request quarters here."

Geran pushed open the massive door and we made the thirty-two mile journey to his desk. He could use a smaller office. His eyes were on me of course and he seemed irritated I was covered up for once.

I smiled apologetically as I plopped down on the big ass chair. "Sorry, it's fucking cold out!"

"I can always raise the thermostat in here." He said with a pervy smile. "Besides, I'm gonna need payment for the research I've done."

Geran got his phone out of his pocket to send Mom's pics to Meister. I reached over and put my hand on his phone and shook my head. I grabbed the bottom of my sweater and pulled it over my head and shoved it behind me on the chair. I made certain my breasts had extra jiggle in them for his entertainment. "Good enough for now?" I asked pulling on my nipples.

"Yeah! That'll work! They are perfect!" He kept staring at them. Fine by me. I liked being topless. "So here's what I found out. There are nearly 8.000 arcane books, texts, scrolls, and grimoires in that room. Someone's been very busy collecting. I had no idea they had that many tomes squirreled away." He drummed on his fingers on his desk. "Yes, that means I don't have access to that damn room either. And no, I didn't expect you two to be able to get in either. You threw a mighty wrinkle in a lot of peoples' plans by walking in there. Then you walk out with an inventory of the room.

"At any rate, I am unable to make out any identification of the mausoleum wall. If there's anything hidden in those crypts it will take someone with more skill than I have to figure it out. I did determine the Claire Bible is not there. I think the Black Bible is. A lot of the titles on these books seem to be puzzles and they may need to be pulled from the shelf in a certain order or stacked a certain way to get the actual book.

"Some of these books are bound spirits. Touch them and they manifest and attack. I don't even know how you managed to get a video. How did you get this info and escape safely? It is not something that is possible. And yet here it is. 

"If you feel like going back here's a shopping list of items I would like and their location." He slid a piece of paper across his desk. Geran reached for it. He has a better knowledge of the books than I do.

Geran read the list and commented, "You sure? Some of these should be flat out destroyed."

"Sure I'm sure! I got ways to handle things like this. You think I just sit here all say looking pretty? I been preparing for these books for years even if I never found them. And I wouldn't except for sending two damn kids on a fool's errand." He shook his head again and thrummed on his desk. He pressed a button with a sausage sized finger. Fuck this dude is big.

A chime dinged and a voice said, "Yes, Lord?"

He spoke, "Bring a meal for me and two others. Plenty of booze and couple bottles of Coke. Bucket of ice. And those special cookies."

"Yes, Lord."

"By the way, did you have any difficulty entering the Black Library? Very few have been able to enter and even fewer able to leave. Fewer still with their minds intact. Supposedly, it was built in a non-Euclid fashion to be able to house the books and the books themselves are powerful enough to kill or drive some insane."

We looked at each other. Geran replied, "It was odd but we didn't have any of those issues. I get the impression you didn't expect us to be successful."

He ignored the comment and then pulled out a thick stack of photos taken from our videos. He started shuffling them and placing them on the desk. I was getting bored and got up and wandered around his office, looking at pictures and artifacts and shit. Geran and Meister were yapping about the books. One wall had several display cases of weapons. I spent some time admiring them until the food showed up.

About ten people brought in trays and trays of good smelling things. They set the spread on a large table and laid out plates, silverware and such. I made my way over and grabbed a plate. Let's see. A hunk of beef, potatoes, some poached salmon, rolls, butter. Crud, my plate was full and there was more to get. 

Meister laughed, "You eat more than me. Do you know why?"

"Fuck off! I eat because I'm hungry and I have a high metabolism." I growled at him digging in.

"Child, your power comes from within. Food is a primary source of recharging you. There are other ways but food is a quick way for you." He began shoveling it in. I bet there were forty or fifty pounds on the table.

"OK big boy, let's see if you're right." I started REALLY eating. By the time the table was clear I had put away about twenty pounds of it. I stood and looked at my belly. No bulge. My stomach was still flat and toned. I had forgotten I was topless. I made some nice movements which made my boobs sway and jiggle. I walked behind Meister and pressed my boobs into his back rubbing them back and forth.

"So Grampa, what say you let me pick out one of those nice shiny weapons for my collection? Hmmmm?" I was laying it on thick for the fucker.

He stood up and took my hand. "Why not? But I will do the picking." We walked over to the cases and he peered in them until he saw what he wanted. He opened the case and pulled out a fairly large sword. The blade looked like it was made of blood. He was damn quick and sliced my hand with the blade. "Hold still!" He bathed the blade in my blood. "It is now yours. You can fling it into another dimension and summon it anytime. No one can use it but you. And yes, it is made of blood. Dragon's blood."

"Hey, thanks Meister!" I gave him a big hug. 

We all went back to his desk to wrap up the bookroom data. I decided to thank him more properly. I strolled around to his side of the desk and plopped in his lap. I lifted up my shirt and pointed at my boobs and asked, "Say, Meister, you got any potions or gadgets that will make these get a cup size bigger?"

He handed me a clock. "What the fuck is this?" I asked.

"Time. Now be patient and they will fill out on their own." Fucking dickhead!

Speaking of dickheads my useless brother was chortling at Meister's so called humor. Fuckers. "Are we done here, dammit?" I growled at them. Geran tossed me my sweater. 

"Yeah, we didn't learn much but every bit helps. Let's go see if Mom will be more forthcoming. Thanks for everything, Meister!"

"Sure thing kid. Bring back hot tits anytime!" He slid one picture across his desk. "If I was you, that's the one I would grab next time."

Geran looked closely at the image; nodded; grabbed my hand and we left. He 'ported us home. Geran called out, "MOM? MOM! You here?!"

She called up from the basement, "I'm down here and quit bellowing like a dork!" I burst out laughing.

"I fucking said so, didn't I?? Dork!" I smacked his ass and ran down the stairs calling out, "DORK! DORK! DORK!" I also whipped off my sweater and threw it behind me, hopefully smacking him in the face.

We got to the basement, and Mom was there waiting for us to settle down. She gave Geran the floor and he filled her in on the blah blah blah we learned from Meister. It didn't take long. Geran looked at Mom. "Don't you think it's time for you to shed some light on what we're dealing with here?"

She sat quietly for a minute. Sipped her coffee. "I'm going to tell you some things you need to know. You are aware you are entities known here - and by here I mean the Judeo Christian portion of the world - as Horsemen of the Apocalypse. In Scandinavia you might be known as Gods of Ragnarok. You get the idea. You have a great deal of responsibility to be the architects and engineers of the Apocalypse. Those skills and responsibilities are coveted by many and there is a tremendous desire to prevent you from many more. The fact you are actual brother and sister, have access to a few of your demonic powers, have untapped angelic powers, have vampiric powers, and a battery of other unique powers makes you two very desirable prizes. I won't be able to protect you all the time so you will need to find allies.

"Geran, your sister is correct in telling you to get moving on stocking up your harem. Do it quickly! What about the fortress you have planned?"

"The plans are finished. Contractors are lined up. Going after the cash next." Geran informed her.




Geran and Nicole Ch. 09



"Speed it up. Four days. I'll assign you new workers. Nicole, you need more allies of your own. You will help Geran with the harem and you will need more like Vince. 

"The two of you need blood slaves so I'm going to teach you how to make them today. These will not be vampires per se. You can view them as minor vamps if you want. They will have strength and speed and utterly loyal to you. They will not be able to turn anyone else. You should plan on turning about a hundred people into your blood slaves." 

Nicole and I suddenly knew how to turn and form the blood slaves.

"OK, you two have enough to work on." Mom had effectively dismissed us.

Geran protested hotly, "Mom! Come on! You haven't told us shit!" Wow, Geran rarely swears. "We need more info about what we are and how to protect ourselves!" Oh Shit! Mom looked like she was going to rip his heart out and eat it. Literally. I moved closer to Geran. Mom had moved right in front of Geran. 

She took a deep breath. "Perhaps you are correct. You two do need more access to your powers. Nicole! Come here!" I slunk over to stand with Geran.

She placed a glowing hand on each of our heads. I'm pretty sure she made it painful just to send a message of "Don't talk back to me!" It really fucking hurt! When I opened my eyes she was gone; I was on my knees; Geran was in a fetal position and unconscious. 

I gave a cry and pulled him to me and probed his mind. I breathed a huge sigh of relief. He was fine. Just overloaded from the pain and the info. I got comfortable and cradled his head against my breasts and waited. I had my mind in his helping him wake up. Sometimes I wonder if Mom shouldn't have a nanny for us. Fuck! I tried looking in my own mind to see what was different. The Horseman stuff didn't seem any different. Although, there was a subtle change. The Vampy stuff was augmented and stronger. It shone like a black fire inside me. Hybrid? Yeah, new stuff there. Fucking hell! My succubus powers were off the fucking scale! Did Mom do that? I retraced the process of what she did. Then I did it again much more slowly. Horseman tap - there. Vamp augmentation... - there! Hybrid unlock - wow - there. That was it. One more time even slower. OK - there are her powers pushing and shaping - shit! - what was that? Rewind and replay even slower. That was MY mind slipping through her defenses and pulling the succubus ability from HER! How did I do that? Does she know? I don't think so but she will.

Geran opened his eyes and saw my face immediately beyond my bare boobs. "I love waking up to this scenery." He croaked. I smiled and got girly. I couldn't help it. Seeing him like that wrenched my heart. I buried my head on his chest and burst into tears.

"Hey, hey. It's ok Nicole. I'm ok. It's ok." He stopped talked and held me. I cried for a while. Smelling his chest helped. I eventually say up sniffed a few times and wiped my eyes. He gently kissed my forehead and then my lips. "Everything is fine, Nicole. We're together." He wiped the rest of my tears and hugged me. 

"Fuck, Geran. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to get emotional. What's the move, Chief?" I was shoring up my weaknesses.

"Let's make lots of money." He sang to the Opportunities tune from the Pet Shop Boys. "But first dinner, shower, and bed."

To be continued...



Geran and Nicole Ch. 10



Welcome to the tenth chapter. The twins begin to get some of their own plans in motion and find a little time for recreation. Comments, votes, emails welcome.

Reminder: Chapters 1 - 8 are in the Incest category temporarily.

Howard - I hope you like it.

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Geran's Story:

It was now my favorite time of the year: October. I love the cool mornings and warm afternoons. Nicole and I were getting accustomed to married life. She had moved nearly all her stuff into my room and redecorated a few things as well. 

I had finalized the designs to modify the empty school building into our fortress and had all the costs and estimates in hand. I now just needed the cash to make it happen. I had a plan for that too. I needed Nicole's help to make this happen. I found her outside soaking up the rays of the autumn sun.

I rubbed her breasts, "Hey, I need you to help me on the BIG PROJECT."

She opened her eyes and stretched. "Can you not be such a dork for once and just say you need me to seduce Meister so he'll help us steal a few billion in cash?"

I was only mildly surprised. "When did you pull that out of my mind?"

"From day one. So everything is ready now?"

"Yep, get dressed and let's go make some money!" I held out a hand and she took it. We went upstairs and she grabbed a tight shirt and a pair of Daisy Dukes. She put her hair in a ponytail and announced she was ready to take one for the team.

"Of course it doesn't hurt you've been fantasizing about this day either." I commented.

"That's very true!" She gave me a peck on the lips. "Let's go!"

And we were at Meister's door knocking. We waited a few minutes and knocked again. We had figured he had a teleportation device that allowed him to get back to his office and maintain the illusion he never left it. "Come on in, kids." We heard his usual gravelly voice. A minute later we were sitting at his desk making small talk. He ordered us some beverages.

I laid out my plan of teleporting into nine different drug lord's hideout, finding their cash and teleporting it out and directly to five Swiss banks and four banks in the Cayman Islands. I showed him the blueprints and was getting into the details of the heist when he stopped me.

"It's a good plan, Kid. Why are you showing me?"

I explained, "Nicole and I aren't enough to blast our way through and make the theft. We need some more muscle backing us and you're built like the Hulk and probably almost as strong and invulnerable. Plus you're what? Nine or ten feet tall?" Meister nodded. "I was hoping to employ your services to help us out. I am offering a third of what we take."

He looked at the papers, took a swig of beer, and said, "Kid, does it look like I need money? You gotta offer the customer what he needs or wants to make the sale."

I had expected this and knew we were just playing games at this stage. He wanted to fuck Nicole or Mom. "Well, I have access to the tomes in the Black Library, a couple of spell books..." I began. Nicole was radiating sex appeal and the room was filled with her pheromones. It was taking every last bit of my willpower not to jump her right then and spoil our plans.

"I'm not interested in spells." He cut me off. "Look Kid, look at the size of me. You think I get any action? Not to mention I ain't the prettiest of men. I try to get a hooker and she's dead before I get two thrusts. I hear someone in this room is capable of taking a lot. And she's drop dead gorgeous to boot. How about one hour with her for every joint we knock over? You can keep the money."

Nicole took over the conversation at that point, "You got a deal Gramps! Let's get you the first four hours right now." She stood and walked over to his side of the desk and gave him a magnificent strip tease. "Get your clothes off or this won't work! You forget how this is done, Limpy?"

He gave her a dirty look and a growl and began stripping. When he was naked Nicole tapped me mentally, *I hope I can take it. That thing is as big as my thigh!*

*It's not quite that big and you've got that magic pussy. You'll be fine.* I hoped.

Nicole walked up to him and put her hands on his erection. "This looks like fun! So what position would you like to try?"

He was stroking himself staring at her nude body. He shoved everything off of his desk onto the floor. His desk had a very glossy smooth surface. "Lie on your back on the desk." She did and kept her legs tightly closed looking like a coy slut. He grabbed her knees and roughly spread her legs. She was wet and waiting for it. He put the head of his massive rod at her opening and began pushing into her. 

She began making the most guttural throaty noises I have never heard coming out of her throat. I merged minds with her. She was being spread and stretched further than she ever had before. I could feel an orgasm building up in her like a volcano getting ready to erupt. I clamped down on it and let it build well beyond where she should have climaxed. He bottomed out fully inside her to the hilt. She was screaming and wanting to cum very badly. I held it a minute more and then let it explode. Her eyes were like kaleidoscopes and glowing. Now that it broke loose she was in a state of constant orgasms.

I loved watching her. She was so amazing. Her breasts were swaying and bouncing. Her head thrashing throwing her hair around, her thighs getting forced apart every time he shoved forward. She had the most erotic moans and grunts. Around thirty minutes into it she was riding him for all she was worth looking even sexier with sheen of sweat all over her. An hour later he was pounding her doggy style and came for the first time deep inside her. The next few hours were an erotic dream. They fucked like titans. Even when she passed out he fucked her like a rag doll. I took pictures and jerked off several times.

They finally finished after five full hours of intense sex. Meister actually looked tired. The desk was covered in sweat and other juices. He collapsed into his chair and ordered several gallons of Gatorade to be delivered. Nicole attempted to crawl seductively across the desk to me but her hands were sweaty and the desk was very slick so she promptly slid and fell in a heap on the floor.

I heard a loud, "MOTHER! FUCKER!" at my feet. I helped her up and into the chair and didn't laugh. Much. 

She was sweaty and gaping open. Her chair was rapidly getting soaked from all the cum leaking out of her. She was sitting with her legs spread wide and still breathing heavily. She was sweaty and still having mild orgasms. The Gatorade was delivered and they each drank several gallons each.

They looked across the desk and broke out laughing. Meister looked at me and said, "Shit Kid, you're getting the raw end of the deal. I'd double the number of hits for what this girl did to me. Nicole, you have to be the hottest fuck on the planet!"

"Thanks, Gramps! You're not so bad yourself. Although I'm gaping wide open. It'll take me a couple hours to get back to my usual tightness."

He squinted and pointed at his desk. "Nicole, Sweets, we cracked my desk. I might have this whole desk put in a display cabinet with a spotlight on the crack." He laughed some more. "Damn, I haven't had that good a time in who knows how long! You kids grab a shower and a nap. There's a guest room behind that cabinet. Lift up the dagger with the blue hilt. I'll wake you in six hours, we'll grab a bite to eat and tackle the first four targets."

He walked off to a different cabinet whistling with the log between his legs swinging back and forth and disappeared behind another secret door. I picked up Nicole and carried her into our guestroom. There was a fully stocked fridge with sandwiches and drinks. We indulged and then took a shower. Afterwards we snuggled in a very comfortable bed and I held her tightly and nuzzled her neck. She was already asleep. 

Gentle chimes woke us six hours later. We had combat clothes waiting for us in the bathroom. They were bulletproof and had pockets galore. Some were stuffed with small weapons and some had little gadgets. We got dressed and went into his main office. He was waiting in similar clothing. There were a bunch of handguns and a few rifles spread out on a table with holsters and straps. "Suit up, Kids. You need to look like standard mercenaries."

We each put on two pistols and slung a rifle over our shoulders. I asked, "Everyone ready? First target here we come!" We shimmered into a large, very dark room. We broke out flashlights. Bull's eye! We were in the safe. There was probably a ton and a half to two tons of cash. There was some gold as well. "Everyone stay close. This one is easy!" I gathered my power and spread it out. We shimmered and appeared in a brightly lit room in a Swiss bank. The bank manager quickly walked in and began shoving papers at me to sign. Ten minutes later we were materializing at the second target. 

Damn, we were in a living room. I checked my maps. "It looks like we're two levels too high. We need to find some stairs."

"Kid, we go wandering and we're gonna run into trouble. Be ready for Plan B." Meister whispered at me.

We moved like shadows in ink and found stairs to take us down one level. Meister whispered again, "Get us directly over the room. Then I'll get us in and be ready to get us out of here."

I nodded and moved us into position. I gave him thumbs up. He raised his arms over his head and slammed his fists into the floor. The entire house shook and he broke through about two feet of reinforced concrete. 

"Keep 'em offa me while I get us in!" He started really smashing then. Nicole and I unslung the rifles and took up defensive positions. Within three seconds gunfire was drowning out the floor shattering punches. Ten seconds. All of us were taking hits but the armor was very good stuff. I figured it had some metal reinforcement in it. Twenty seconds. Nicole and I were each on our third clip. Our ski masks and helmets were keeping our identities safe I thought. Twenty five seconds - "GO!"

We jumped into the whole and I got a bead on the size of the stash. Then we were in Switzerland again. This was a second bank and they were ready for me as well. This haul was a full three tons. I asked for a few gallons of refreshment before we left. We hydrated ourselves and got ready for the third target. 

We made this jump closer this time. We were on the outside of the room. The guards were surprised to see us and more surprised when we killed them. Meister ripped the door from its hinges. We hurried in and blipped ourselves and our loot to bank number three.

Last target and in we went. These guys were ready for us. They must have gotten wind from one of the other hits. We were in the room with about twenty armed guards. We opened fire on them just as they started shooting at us. The firefight lasted about three minutes. Without the armor it would have been over in three seconds. We killed all of them and I had the pile sized. This was the largest pile of the four. We shimmered into bank number four. This one in the Cayman's. It weighed in at five and a quarter tons. We estimated combining all four we now had approximately six billion dollars. The banks put all the cash into accounts and then fed some US banks accounts money as needed. We also were going to take a billion or so and convert to precious metals.

We went back to Meister's office and returned all the gear. I held out my hand to shake his. "Meister, we couldn't have done this without your help. Thank you very much! I want to wait for the hornet's nest to cool down a bit. Everyone we hit today was in Mexico and South America. Next week we'll hit Southeast Asia. Thanks again! We're heading home now."

He shook my hand. My hand looked like a baby's hand in his. "Kid, like I said, I got the better end of this deal. I can't wait for the second round with your sister!" He gave her a kiss on the top of her head. And then we were in our bedroom.

I powered up our laptop and began shifting money from accounts to other accounts. I put a sizeable amount into my contractor's account with instructions to begin work on the fortress. Work was to commence and go 24/7. I put in orders for equipment, vehicles, weapons, defensive systems, you name it. In less than three hours I spent over three billion of our loot. Most of what I was paying for was secrecy and keeping my purchases off the radar. It was worth it. 

When I was done I found Nicole working out in the FROG. She was only wearing a g-string. I watched her wiggle and sweat. "You're doing that on purpose." I told her.

"You caught me. My whole workout program is designed to make you horny." She told me sarcastically.

"You're starting to get a six-pack," I observed.

"Yeah, I know. You like it?" She was huffing and puffing.

"I do. But stay toned, not bulked. You're a goddess sexy toned, but I don't want you looking like a man." I offered. She stuck her tongue out at me and stood up. She flexed a few poses. "You're absolutely perfect. You've got such long legs. Your boobs look a little bigger, too." I told her.

She squealed in delight and bounced over to give me a big hug, "You noticed!! I'm so impressed!! My C-cup bras which I never wear are a little tight now and the D-cups which I never wear aren't as loose. I may be a full D-Cup by graduation!"

I got on my knees and licked her sweaty tits. She scolded me, "Uh uh. We're going out tonight. By the way Vince has a new squeeze he wants us to meet soon. Guess I'll need a new fuck toy. Got any suggestions? Someone with a massive cock who can fuck me senseless while you watch? Hmmmmm?" 

I licked her nipples and stood up, "You are an awesome slut wife." 

"I know. I'm grabbing a shower while you change. We leave in thirty minutes." She grabbed my hand and led me back to the main house. I decided to wear something different tonight. I went with a blood red shirt and black slacks. Apparently Nicole had the same idea as she came out of the bathroom in a bright shiny red mini skirt that went about a third of the way down her thighs and a red silk top tied below her breasts.

She twirled, "You like it?" 

"You look fabulous!" I commented. "Ready? Where are we going?"

"We are going to some parties on campus. I'm tired of busting my ass and getting my ass busted so we're going to go let off a LOT of steam! We're going to dance and drink and smoke some primo weedo and get laid. Probably a lot of times on each of those. And you have to fuck and commit at least three hotties to your reserve harem. And I want to watch you fucking them. Besides, we're young and getting powerful and now we're richer than shit so let's go abuse some power for one night. Any questions?" She asked giving me a look that dared me to ask a question.

"Well... Which party do we start with? It's a Friday night and there have to be at least twenty parties on campus and probably double that off campus."

"We split it up. I think we should crash a frat party, a sorority party, a nerd party, a jock party, and ..."

"OK, ok, stop there. It's only one night. We will be lucky to crash three parties much less all the ones you want to go to."

"Yeah, maybe. You have to take me to dinner first anyway. You need to invite Celeste over to our apartment so we can both fuck the shit out of her. I'm getting hornier and hornier. Sometimes I get worried about it. Do you think I should be such a slut? I mean, I really enjoy sex, but it's almost all consuming anymore." She just blurted out the last part and hoped I wasn't paying attention.

"I wonder about it sometimes too. Let's enjoy tonight and then look into it tomorrow. Sound good?"

She kissed me and groped my crotch. "Very! Let's go!"

Mom Interjects

Geran has been harassing me to write some of my own secrets and experiences. I suppose it is a good idea to have the information somewhere besides my head. Some of what I relate here will undoubtedly anger some who read it. I expect my son in particular will find some of this inflammatory. However, since I am unaccustomed to writing or expressing myself I will keep my portions of this story to a minimum.

My agenda had taken a very long time to figure out and finalize. The fact I needed others bothered me to no end. I spied on countless angels until I found Angela. Being an angel of the highest order she had no real name so I named her Angela in my mind. Silly name, but it fit. The biggest problem with Angela was she was female. It took me centuries to perfect a male form capable of impregnating an angel. 

I kidnapped, tortured, and raped Angela repeatedly until I impregnated her. Due to our incompatibilities this took centuries until she gave me what I needed. I aborted her most of the time and raped her again until she gave me a Horseman embryo. Occasionally I saw potential in the offspring and would allow them to live. There were maybe a dozen that I let survive. Several females and a few males grew up on earth and I lost track of them while preoccupied with my project. 

I then cast several spells to split the embryo into identical twins that were still Horsemen. Unfortunately, they were the same Horseman and would end up killing each other in the womb. No one had ever given birth to more than one Horseman. It was a way of keeping the Apocalypse at bay. I cast a multitude of spells to change them to fraternal twins however, the identical twin abilities stuck and one changed sex - no - I will never reveal which one. Worse than that they were now soul mates which would cause countless issues down the road. I didn't dare tamper anymore and I didn't think Angela would survive another decade or two of raping and aborted pregnancies.

After they were born I allowed Angela to bestow her blessings on them before taking them away to raise on Earth as 'normal' children. I did summon some demons to deal with the feeding, crying, changing, and other unpleasantries. I must admit I grew very fond of them and enjoyed spending time with them. I found them quite entertaining and very precocious. They enjoyed me reading stories to them and teaching them.

My upbringing was one of clothing optional and I was used to being in various states of undress in my own home. I was not about to change my lifestyle for these children so they ended up being extremely comfortable with the human form and nudity. I think it gave them a better mentality than these silly Puritans who loved violence but couldn't look at their own sex organs.

While these events are not critical I am of the opinion they help form a more complete background of some of the 'why's' of our story as well as showing my unforgivable weaknesses towards them.

Other genetic abnormalities crept up as they got older. Nicole had no hair follicles below her neckline (other than a small strip of hair above her vagina) which gave her skin an unreal beauty. She developed a sex addiction, an extreme exhibitionist nature, and nymphomania. She had an absurd number of G-spots and had clitoral tissue in many different areas of her body. Indeed, her clitoris itself was not above her vagina like regular humans but instead protruded directly on the top of her vagina insuring constant contact during intercourse. Her clitoris was also oversized.

To comment that Nicole was easily orgasmic was a tremendous understatement. She was multi-orgasmic and capable of constant orgasms. I also knew she was too much for Geran to handle sexually and began planting subliminal thoughts to him that he would lose his jealousy and begin becoming very aroused at her having intercourse with others. It was nearly a constant bombardment and he soon accepted the conditioning.

I do suspect most of her sexual oddities came from my highly repressed succubus side. Other than Geran, I had never made love to or had sex with a male in all my years other than being repeatedly raped as a child. Due to my succubus genes, however the rape was necessary to bring about my full powers. Nicole had no such need as she had her brother. 




Geran and Nicole Ch. 10



I suppose on a positive note, Nicole could never be raped as the definition of the word. She would become too aroused for it to be forced and she would in essence begin raping her attackers. 

In my extreme youth I had been raped and I had raped Angela as a male but that was the extent of my experience. I expect this contributed to my tumultuous relationship with my son. 

Geran had his own quirks. He had a primal magnetism about him that females found very hard to resist - myself included. He was clueless about it of course and only had eyes for Nicole for a long time even when he had no idea why. He had satyriasis once Nicole pulled it out of him and I have no idea how he developed his so-called 'corruption' wave. He possessed a tactical mindset superior to anyone I had ever seen and a natural aptitude for sorcery. 

Physical combat was second nature to Nicole. She possessed heightened strength and reflexes and seemed at home with most weapons. Of course, she was insanely in love with her brother and recognized the fact they were soul mates long before he did. His love for her is in no way less intense or passionate.

I recall when they were both seven she was picked on by a boy who made her cry. Geran got suspended for beating him severely. I had to teach him to be more subtle when defending her.

I kept them away from any knowledge of their powers or abilities until they turned twelve years of age. Then it was one small power at a time until they reached sixteen. At eighteen I determined they had matured enough to begin to learn their places in the world and how to protect themselves. I must admit I was extremely disappointed their healing abilities paled next to mine. I attempted many times to enhance it but as I mentioned earlier they were very resistant to my attempts to alter them.

The constant attacks from the unknown creatures was causing me a fair amount of distress. I was having massive difficulty discovering their identities which actually narrowed the list as few knew how to circumvent my powers of observation and discovery.

Undisclosed Location:

There were now twelve entities in the chamber. The original three sat in a lopsided triangle with the second entity further away from the other two. Behind each of the three were three more creatures. One was a powerful bodyguard from each of the original three in an attempt to prevent any further attacks on each other. The truce was fragile and only in place due to their combined need to stop HER plans.

The first hissed, "Do we have any additional plans to attack them or have we failed? How do we prevent an angel from interfering? And which one was it?"

The third shifted uncomfortably. "An angel could wipe us out faster than SHE could."

The second as always had to coax the other two in the right direction. If only it had their resources it could eliminate them and get something accomplished. Of course, it also needed them as scapegoats. "There are many options left to us. Capturing them was an excellent idea but it was executed too hastily. If they had been held until the whelp's supply of injections had been exhausted he could very well be dead and us enjoying a drink from his skull. 

"We have never repeated an attack and that also gives that plan merit. The girl should be gang raped in front of her brother. That would accelerate the boy's metabolism and drain his supply more quickly. Any other torture to her will help kill him faster.

"Let us prepare a new holding facility with layered defenses to properly shield them from discovery from HER or the angels."

They agreed.

To be continued...



Geran and Nicole Ch. 11



Welcome to Chapter 11. I hope you are enjoying the series so far. It will get a little darker after this chapter and then a lighter. Comments, votes, and especially emails welcome! Would love to hear what you like and don't like.

Big thanks to Dick and Kancha for the encouragement!

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Nicole's Story:

Wow! I'm getting the most incredible sex. I've got my husband trying his damnedest to make my pussy and ass sore. I've got a boyfriend on the side fucking me whenever I give him the opportunity. It's a nympho's delight. I should work on finding a few more boyfriends. I'm super stoked right now because I'm going to an awesome party in a few minutes and Geran and a bunch of hot guys will be there. I'll get to dance and show-off and make out. And after that there will be more parties! Tonight we get to let off some serious steam.. It's going to be loud and awesome! I asked Geran if I could 'go solo' and see what happens and he said yes!

We took separate cars and he left thirty minutes before I did. I spent a lot of time trying to look sexy but not slutty. I finally settled on a bright shiny red mini skirt that went about a third of the way down my thighs and a red silk top knotted below my breasts. I didn't button any of the buttons and made certain my belly was fully on display. Breaking the color code I chose a pink thong. I picked out a pair of red suede low slung elf boots that made my legs look even longer. I put a red lace choker around my neck and put my hair up in a very bouncy pony tail. I was making an incredible effort to be super sexy tonight. I'm pretty sure I succeeded but I think there was a high percentage of slutty too. 

It was still chilly out so I had a floor length trench coat to cover up and make my entrance more dramatic. I stopped to pick up three of my girl friends who had invited me to the party. They were cute and all of them thought they were using me to get into Geran's pants. I had no problem helping them with that. I even told them he could satisfy all three of them at once if they were interested.

We got to the party and there were already a shitload of cars. We parked and made our way to the entrance and we could hear the booming music from the parking lot. I was surprised - they had a bouncer guarding the door. We slipped through easily enough.

Once inside we noticed a bunch of guys glancing our way. I noticed their eyes bug out when I took off my coat. Geran was in the midst of them and let me hear their comments.

*Goddamn! Look at that brunette! You ever seen legs that fine? Look at that stomach! I'd like to hold that pony tail while putting my dick in her mouth! She's got great boobs! I wanna fuck that tonight!* They kept going as we strutted through them. I introduced Geran to my three friends and two of them stuck to him flirting heavily. 

Jillian took my hand and led me to the bar where several guys offered to buy us drinks. I downed four tequila shots and grabbed two guys to go dancing with. 

They weren't very good dancers but they were cute. Their hands were trying to roam but it was too early in the evening for that. I danced with a bunch of different guys for about an hour and got Jillian and went back for more drinks.

We did four more tequila shots and then I snuck in two more. She tried to whisper something to me but I couldn't hear her. She pointed to the bathroom so I followed her to it. It was much quieter in there and she pulled me into a stall and locked the door.

I laughed, "Jill, I'm not in the mood for any lezzie shit tonight, but I'm flattered."

"You dizzy bitch I didn't bring you in here to suck face!" She was digging in her purse and pulled out a vial, a mirror, and a credit card. She handed me the mirror. "Here put your foot on the toilet and hold this on your knee." The tequila was kicking in and this seemed funny for some odd reason so I was giggling when she dumped the vial onto the glass and began making lines with the white powder. Shit! This was cocaine! I thought that was funny too but was trying to settle down.

She made four thick lines on the mirror and dropped her credit card back in her purse. She looked at me, "You got any bills?"

I gently handed her the mirror and pulled a C-note out of my purse. I took the mirror back and handed her the money. She quickly rolled it up into a tight tube and snorted one of the lines. While she was absorbing the coke. She handed me the tube. I had no idea what to expect but she seemed ok so I figured I would try it this once. 

I put the tube to my left nostril and inhaled a line and then quickly changed to my right and did the other line. I gave her the bill back for her last line and tilted my head back and let the drug flow into my system.

"Nicole, this is some really high grade stuff - seriously it's 90% pure and the other 10% is crystal. This will make you a superstar! On top of that it ALWAYS makes me horny!" She did her last line and we both started giggling like idiots. I felt invincible and filled with energy. I could feel my cunt getting wet and my clit swelling. I could feel the silk rubbing over my nipples and it was exquisite. I could hear Geran's thoughts from very far away but they didn't seem important. He doesn't approve of synthesized drugs but is cool with pot. I know he would give me some serious shit later for doing the coke, but I figured trying it once wouldn't hurt. Being a Horseman meant I was unable to become addicted or catch any diseases and I couldn't get pregnant unless I wanted to so all in all I had the perfect hedonist body.

We checked each other for powder on our noses and then I gave her a deep kiss. "WOW! Thanks Jill! I need some male attention right NOW!" 

"Wait, Coley! I've got one more for you." A little baggie with four joints in it. I put it in my purse and headed back to the party. I'm pretty sure I did more tequila shots and I let several guys do belly shots on me before I grabbed a couple guys and led them back to the dance floor. Dirty dancing doesn't even begin to describe what I was doing. I made at least three of them cum in their pants by grinding my ass over their crotches. 

Geran's Story:

With everything that had happened recently I knew Nicole needed a night to just be a typical 18 year old college girl. I decided to let her cut loose in any way she wanted for tonight. I really didn't like her doing drugs and drinking, but maybe I would let her do this once a year. Of course, I had my own fun right in front of me. Three really hot girls had attached themselves to me and were flirting outrageously. The party was an eye opener for me. There was a mattress in the middle of a side room and the first girl to be totally nude and fuck on it got a cash prize of $500. The money had already been claimed and a few catfights had broken out over who got to be first. The winner was still on her hands and knees and getting gangbanged like a pro. Nicole would be jealous when she found out. 

Many of the girls were dressed or undressed way beyond what Nicole thought she was pushing limits with. A few were topless. The drinks were flowing freely and the smell of marijuana was heavy in the air.

Nicole found me and disappeared again. A few minutes later she was back dragging a group of five guys and three girls.

"Geran! I found you! You need to help me. So listen. Right? Listen. You listening?" She was quite drunk. "Look, no listen, we're playing this game called 'Never Dare Have I Never' or something like that. We're playing for points which become favors or dares for the winners or losers. Look, I wanted to win and I had the best one but they don't believe me so you need to tell these ASSHOLES," she looked at them, "that I told the truth!" She smiled lovingly at me and then victoriously at them.

"Nicole, he hasn't said anything and he has no idea what you based your points on." One of the guys informed her.

"Shit! OK! Geran! Look, I told them never have I something been fucked in my pussy and ass at the same time by two thick ten inch cocks that just so happened to belong to my twin brother. I win the game with it. But these ASSHOLES over here, like that one and that one and that one and well, all of them think I'm a fucking liar. So I had to find you to back up my claim."

I looked at the group. The girls were very pissed off at her as their boyfriends or dates were being very obvious about wanting to fuck Nicole tonight instead of them. "She is not lying. Everything she told you is true."

"Bullfuckingshit Dude! We need proof of some shit like that. How do we know you're even her brother much less that other shit?"

Nicole glared at him. "Would I do this if he wasn't my brother?" She grabbed me and gave me a deep kiss while stroking my crotch.

Eight mouths said, "Yes!"

"Look, Geran, I can't talk sense to these dipshits. You tell them."

I pulled out my smartphone and began searching birth records. I showed our birth certificates to the group when I found them and she and I pulled out our drivers licenses to show we were the same people on the birth certificates.

Pissy girl number one said, "OK, we accept she is your twin sister and she's fucking sick and perverted enough to kiss and fondle you in public, but the other shit is just ridiculous. You two are probably backwards and inbred enough to fuck but that still leaves her lie about you fucking her with two ten inch dicks at the same time. I'm not buying it and she forfeits and loses the game. And I get to make her my bitch for the rest of the night."

I looked at her calmly and began unfastening my pants. "No, I'm afraid you don't." I pulled out both of my dicks and showed them to the group. "Nicole wins."

Nicole was bouncing around in their faces, "I toadaso! I fucking toadaso!"

"Fuck her with them and we'll concede." The bitchy girl said.

Nicole stroked me to two full erections and got on her hands and knees in front of me. I knelt behind her, slid her thong down and began fucking her. The group was stunned to silence. I fucked her for a minute more and then we stood up and adjusted our clothes. "Like I said, Nicole wins."

"YES!! Your boyfriends are going to take turns fucking me over there on that mattress. You two bitches are going to watch and lick their cum outta my pussy. Listen dammit! You since you were nice to me get to let my brother fuck you. You're gonna thank me! Look, Geran, I'll be back soon. These ASSHOLES are losers and they're gonna cum in like thirty seconds when they feel how much better my pussy is than their BITCH girlfriends' are." She mumbled a little counting on her fingers, "Asshole, bitch, fucking, licking." She brightened back up and exclaimed, "Yep! Let's go bitches!!"

I was standing with the three girls from before and now the new one from Nicole. "Let's find a room for all of us." I said and we began searching the house. We found kind of a library / study room and locked the doors behind us. I began stripping and after a few seconds they did also. I was going to try a little incubus power on them and started radiating a wave of sexual arousal and excitement from my body. The first girl I touched immediately had an orgasm. When I touched her nipples she had a stronger one. When I mounted her and fucked her pussy and ass at the same time she had super orgasms. She was having an orgasm each time I thrusted into her and was delirious when I finished. 

I took them all that way and left them in the study a couple hours later. All of them were semi-conscious, still climaxing, and dripping my cum out of them. 

I found Nicole dancing with a couple of guys a little later. Her blouse was untied and her breasts were bouncing as she danced, giving everyone glimpses of them as the fabric flowed around her.

I cut in and pulled her close so she could hear me. "You want to stay or find another party? Word's gotten around about me and nearly every girl here wants to either see my package or get laid by me."

"Hmmmm. Let's find another party."

On the way out the bitchy girl Nicole had put in her place came up to her. "You sick little cunt! I filmed you and called the cops! They're on the way right now to arrest you, your fucked up brother, and your sick parents. Incest is illegal you inbred trash!"

Nicole was just about to kill her - literally - but I stepped between them to stop her from attacking. I told her, "You wasted your time. The charges won't stick. We aren't human. Human laws do not apply and incest is a personal thing between two consenting adults in this case and no one else's concern. But I will leave you with a present that you will remember for a very long time."

I reached out and put my hand on the top of her head and let my incubus power rage through her. She fell to the floor in a constant state of orgasm. "You may think what you are feeling is awesome right now, but it won't stop and tomorrow it will turn to agony. Next week, insanity. You want it to stop? You know what to do."

We left to her screams. "You gonna leave her like that? I mean, look, she's a bitch and all that but ya know?" Nicole looked concerned.

"Don't worry about it. She'll admit to the police it was a prank and come find me tomorrow to apologize and get me to cancel it. She'll be fine once I take it off of her and she might even become a better person."

She looked relieved. "OK, look, that thing you did to the girls in the other room. Do that to me. I want it."

I grabbed her and teleported us to our apartment. "Stand there." I ripped her clothes from her and dropped the shreds on the floor. "Now lie on you back and spread your thighs for me. Good. Now spread your pussy lips apart and show me inside that gorgeous slit."

I got on the floor with her and rammed both dicks into her with one shove. I unleashed the incubus power into her and she was having orgasms with every thrust into her tight body. Then they just became one continuous super powerful orgasm. I kept trying to increase the power flowing into her until I felt her consciousness began to fail. I pulled back on it just enough to keep her awake but in such a state of orgasmic bliss she was unaware of anything besides ourselves. 

I don't know how long we were like that. Nicole was holding me tightly and her beautiful legs were wrapped around me. She suddenly grabbed my head and gave me a very passionate kiss. Then she pulled my head back and looked deep into my eyes. Her eyes went from glowing electric blue to a kaleidoscopic burst which gave me the most intense orgasm of my life and sent me into oblivion.

Nicole's Story:

Last night was incredible. I woke lying on the hard floor with Geran lying on top of me. He was heavy but I enjoyed the sensation of him there. His cocks were still inside me and that felt even better. I felt so complete with him. The love I felt suddenly overwhelmed me and I had tears of joy running down my face. The tears quickly became sobs and he woke up.

"Hey, what's wrong?" he asked with a very worried expression.

I held him tightly against me. "Nothing's wrong!" I gasped out between sobs. "I love you so much and there's so much emotion it's coming out as crying! You make me complete!"

He rolled us over so I was on top and could cry myself out while he held me and stroked my back and hair. He was gently kissing the top of my head and murmuring sweet nothings to me. After I calmed down I rose up to straddle him and rode him gently while he caressed my breasts and ultra-sensitive nipples. I let him cum and then he seemed to instinctively know I was hungry.

"Let's go have breakfast."

"OK" I got up and he stood. We didn't have any food at our apartment yet so he teleported us home.

Mom was at the kitchen table. "You two must have had fun. No clothes and my nympho daughter is dripping cum from between her legs. I've got breakfast ready for you." 

And she did (well, she doesn't cook much so I'm sure she had a few demons come in and cook). We sat and I began shoveling in bacon and eggs while I waited for my pancakes to stop swimming in the syrup and soak it up.

Mom had an agenda today. "The police came by this morning. They said they had a prank call but due to the nature of it they had to investigate. I fuzzed their minds, destroyed the videos and sent them on their way. You are correct, Geran. If it ever went to court our non-humanity would nullify the lawsuit, but it would make public our non-humanity. It's not necessarily a big deal, but you two need to be aware it's a bit early to reveal yourselves.

"I'd also like to know about this." She held up a pure white feather. It was glowing faintly in her hand. Our paths have not crossed in the right manner to go over your absence, but now we need to discuss it. In great detail."

"Gerfren, I'm eatin'." I said with my mouth full.

Geran gave all the information we had on the incident and mentally shared the room, sigils, and events.

Mom was silent for a while. "This is troubling. They know me well enough to block me out. They didn't take her into account though." Too late she realized her mistake. Or maybe not. She was calculating and probably let that slip on purpose.

"She?" we both blurted out.

"Yes, she. In essence I am your father," She shapeshifted to a male form and then back again. "The angel is your actual birth mother and she and I had sex to create the two of you."

Geran was about to ask a question but she waved him to silence. "Hush. Let me think. You have too many fires to put out right now. I took the liberty of assigning a thousand demons to your fortress project. It will be finished, equipped, and furnished in less than ten days. It was smart to select a pre-existing structure rather than constructing a new one. The fact that particular building is a couple hundred years old and has a checkered past helps to no end.

"As I was saying, too many fires to put out. We need to prioritize your list. Finding the Third Horseman is of high priority. Geran, you need to prepare the girls you fucked last night. They are bound to you now. You used your incubus powers on them which is almost as strong as making them blood slaves. You need to be careful when you have sex like that as incubus's love to breed and your chances of impregnating are very high. Even if they aren't fertile at the time. You actually made two of them pregnant but I stopped the process. You will be ready soon and those offspring will prove powerful allies, but not yet.

"Finding this other soulmate is important. Translating the books is important. Going back to the Black Library is very important. I have a list and location of the tomes you need next. The next time you go will be extraordinarily dangerous so be prepared! You need to practice your abilities and find more powered allies.

"You see what I'm referring to? You have many important and time consuming tasks as well as your studies and being teenagers like last night."

Geran got in a question, "Do we really need to continue college? That's time that could be spent elsewhere."

"Yes, you do. You two need interaction with others or you will never get out of bed. It is vitally important for you to continue to be around people or you will not make good decisions when attempting the Apocalypse. If you don't know whom you represent you are no better than the current political so-called leaders on this planet. Those parasites would not have been tolerated in the past and it is important to regain that type of intolerance again."

Geran slipped in another one. "But aren't you and the others of your group working towards an, well for lack of a better word, evil goal?"

"No. Maybe depending on your definition and which side of the fence you're on. Our goal is not self-serving, and by that I mean it is not designed to make each and every one of more powerful or wealthy. It has a greater goal. Similar to you stealing drug money. Your actions were still criminal and to the drug lords they were evil. You did it as you needed the money to help accomplish a greater goal.




Geran and Nicole Ch. 11



"Enough! Go to class and plan your next foray into the Black Library. Unfortunately, you have to go by yourselves as I and no one I'm aware of can enter that room with you." She abruptly got up and left.

We looked at each other. Geran spoke first. "She's never talked that much to us in our entire lives. I think she broke it off because she was worried she might give something away."

"Probably. She does lie to us a lot and she withholds even more, but I think she was about 85% honest this time. I don't buy the happy love story about the angel though."

He shook his head, "No way. That had to be a rape. Let's shower and get to class."

We actually were able to go to all our classes that week and spent our off hours planning our next visit to the library. And having tremendous amounts of sex with each other. I ended up embarrassed at my eight a.m. class on Wednesday when I missed a glob of Geran's cum in my hair but my classmates noticed right away. I think it's one of the few times I actually got embarrassed. 

Thursday night we kidnapped Celeste and took her to our apartment. She walked in and immediately began stripping. She grabbed me and pulled me close. "Let's give your brother a show. Geran, pull out your cock and sit in the chair and stroke yourself. You can't touch us until you cum all over us." She lightly ran her fingers over his erection (he only had one right now) and got me undressed.

"Nicole start sucking my tits. I know you're jealous of them so now you get to feel what big tits feel like. I know your brother wants to fuck my tits because they're bigger than yours."

I bit a nipple and mumbled, "Fucking bitch." She laughed and pulled me face tighter against her flesh. I nibbled, gnawed, bit, pulled, twisted, squeezed, kneaded, and anything else I could think of to her nipples and breasts. I wanted her nipples so sensitive she couldn't wear a shirt for a week. The thing was, the rougher I was the more she liked it. She eventually let go of my head from her boobs and shoved me on my back. Her dripping pussy descended on my mouth and I felt her teeth nip my clit. We began eating each other out like it was a contest to see who'd win. Except Celeste would stop every so often to finger fuck me and taunt Geran.

"You like watching me making your sister cum? Her tongue feels so good in my pussy. I bet you'd like to taste my cunt too, wouldn't you? Keep stroking that big sexy dick for me and I'll let you have me sit on your face. Cum on us and I'll let you play with these big gorgeous real woman's tits. Ouch! Don't bite my clit you whore! You know he likes my big tits better than your mosquito bites. Oh yeah! Just like that! Uuuuuuuuhhhhhh. Come on Geran! Stroke it hard. I want your cream."

Then she dove back between my thighs and began working over my clit and pussy some more. I saw Geran's shadow approaching and felt ropes and globs of his sticky slick cum hitting my face and then I knew he was spurting on Celeste. She rolled off of me. "Cover my tits and face! I'm going to make your sister eat it!" She grabbed his cock and milked it tightly making him groan until she was satisfied she got it all. 

Celeste grabbed me and rolled on top of me again and we started licking each other's faces and breasts. I felt Geran spread my legs and shove his cock into my pussy. From Celeste's moaning I knew he had entered her with his other cock. 

This was a new and awesome sensation as he fucked both of us and we were intertwined with each other. His hands were all over everything he could reach which was mostly her body. He did give her boobs a good workout. He pounded us hard and fast making us cum. I know he was enjoying listening to us moan and grunt and kiss. He finally lost control and fucked us faster until he pushed in as far as he could and filled us with his cream. It was an incredible threesome.

I looked at Celeste as we got untangled and got some sandwiches. "Why don't you move in with us so we can do this more often?"

"You two attract way too much heat. Get a safer home and I'll seriously consider it."

"We're working on it." I winked at Geran.

After we ate we all piled in our bed and fucked each other until we fell asleep. And overslept. And were late for our first classes. Oh, well, it was Friday.

We decided we would attempt the library that night between 1 and 2 a.m.

We had planned this one down to the last detail. Three minutes to get in and grab what we needed and get back out again. We had packed everything we needed to get in and to safely handle the books. We had battle gear on to protect and conceal us. Every base was covered. At the proper time we teleported to the library and didn't go anywhere. Geran concentrated a moment. "The building itself has put up a barrier. I can get us right in front but we're going to have to walk the rest of the way."

"Go for the roof. I've studied how to get in and out there just in case."

"OK, here goes Plan B."

We popped onto the roof and were instantly surrounded. Guess we didn't think of everything. Shit!

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The tenseness in the air could be cut with a sword. They dared not observe too closely in case SHE was in the area. They combined the smallest of scrying spells to try to see the events unfolding. This attempt was a feint but it still had a very good chance of damaging one or both of them. They had heard the names SHE told them and sought one out. At the very least, they knew this would keep the books out of their hands a while longer. If only they had access themselves...

They watched.

To be continued...



Geran and Nicole Ch. 12



Welcome to Chapter Twelve! Thanks to everyone who has read and voted and commented or sent me an email. I very much enjoy getting emails - they keep me motivated. This chapter gets into some violence and lots of sex. Quite a bit of plot development and insight into more of the obscure characters. The twins are making headway on several fronts in this chapter. I tried for a longer chapter this time per a request and hopefully filled another one. I hope Howard was looking over my shoulder for this chapter as much of this one is unchartered territory from our earlier discussions, but sometimes the characters take over and tell their own story and ten pages later they've pushed you into a new direction. Hope you enjoy it.

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Geran and Nicole - Chapter 12

Geran's Story:

Nicole and I quickly got back to back and extended two blood blades each. We were facing Throatslitter and about fifteen or so of her flunkies. I eyed her carefully. 

She had a voice that sounded like cold stones from a graveyard rubbing across each other. "You are forbidden from accessing the Black Library."

I responded, "OK. Fine. Back off and we'll leave peacefully."

She shook her head and drew two long katanas, "No, a message must be sent and you must be made to understand my employers' position in this matter."

OK - keep her talking. "Employers? There's a whole group worried about us getting some books we and no one else can read?" I don't usually lose my cool but this was too much. Not again was the only thought I had. I didn't care who we faced or how many. I began trying to manipulate my teleportation field in ways I had never attempted. She just needed to talk a little longer.

I stalled, "What if your employers wanted a certain book or books from in there? We could get them for you or them." 

My bet paid off. Whomever her employers were they were listening in and probably watching as well. I linked minds with Nicole so she was aware of what I was going to try to do. Just as Throatslitter began to speak in that creepy voice I let loose.

My teleportation field moved Nicole, me, and Throatslitter's legs twenty feet straight up. Nicole and I hovered in place except I swooped in quickly and grabbed her dismembered legs. I held them over my head and roared in triumph while the blood poured over me. I glared down at her crippled body and laughed the most evil laugh I could. "Tell your masters we will NOT submit. Molon Labe!!"

I sent searing power through the legs I was holding and burned them to a crisp and hurled them at the fleeing bodies. I imagine their masters needed her healed rather than sacrifice the whole group. I wasn't done. 

I flew down with blood blades drawn and flashing through the escaping goons. I think I killed about five and was drenched in blood.

I wasn't tired like I thought I would be though. I had an incredible thirst as well. I grabbed a water bottle from my back pack and downed it, but if anything I was thirstier than ever. Enough! I'd deal with that later.

I caught Nicole's gaze. She had an odd expression. "Let's go check out some books!" I took her hand and teleported to the double doors to the Black Library.

Nicole's Story:

Geran was... I don't even know. He became a warrior with very unexpected side effects. The blood scent of another person like Throatslitter pulled his vampirism out of dormancy to almost active. He was covered in blood and had an aura that would make a normal human run away pissing themselves. Even I was leery. 

We got to the doors ready to pick the locks and light the goofy torches. We needn't have bothered. The Black Library smelled the blood as well and made us welcome. The doors were wide open; the torches were all lit and it was very bright inside. The books were, well, the books were making noises. I was still linked to Geran's mind and he heard the noises too except to him it was an almost painfully beautiful symphony. He was completely and totally spellbound.

He strode in with clarity of purpose and began selecting specific books that called out to him. Each one he touched absorbed some of the blood covering him. By the time he pulled the tenth book he was clean of any blood. The lights went out and the noise stopped. I grabbed Geran's hand more frightened than I'd ever been in my entire life. I could feel the raging hunger of the books still on the shelves and knew they would rend the flesh from my bones to be set free into Geran's hands.

I grabbed him closely and tapped into his befuddled brain to 'port us home. I fumbled the first attempt and just got us back to the roof. The blood still there made the books in Geran's arms glow slightly. I tapped him again and got us to our bedroom.

He had an expression of almost rapturous joy on his face. I slapped the books out of his arms and popped his cheeks a few times. He had a slightly confused expression on his face.

"What are you doing? Why are you hitting me?" He asked.

"You fucking jerk! You were GONE!! Those books wanted to eat me and you were going to FUCKING LET THEM!!" I began shrieking, screaming, crying, and trying to beat the living shit out of him.

He let me continue until I ran out of steam and then held me tightly.

"You fucking jerk." I whispered to him.

"No more trips to the Black Library." He told me kissing the top of my head.

"I certainly hope not. You just can't go in bloody and it would probably be a good idea to find a new book thief partner. Nicole is unsuited for this task and highly vulnerable." Mom had gathered the books and was flipping through them casually. 

Geran looked startled. "Mom, you're hurting them!"

She looked at him like he had just grown four more heads. "What did you say? I'm causing these BOOKS pain? Is that what you're insisting is factual?"

He looked confused again. "No, pain isn't the right word. Discomfort? Uneasiness? Consternation? It's like they feel the way a small bird would when staring a cat in the eyes."

"And they have no such issue with you or Nicole?"

"Not with me. They... LIKE me. Give one to Nicole."

"FUCK NO I'M NOT TOUCHING THOSE FUCKING THINGS!!" I backed away.

Geran caught me, "We won't let anything happen to you just stand here and let Mom hold out each one towards you so I can see how they respond. Please?"

"I don't like this but ok. Just be quick!" I stood my ground vowing no shitty old books were going to get the best of me. 

Each one felt different as it was closer to me. I could feel it and so could Geran but Mom was blind to each one.

Geran set aside two thick volumes. "These two are deadly to who and what you are. I'll have to read them to find out why but there's something very anti-you in them. Maybe the War aspect. Maybe the succubus aspect. I don't know but these two need to be kept in a special vault. 

"Those four are very beneficial to you. Again, no clue why. The other four seem neutral but very Horseman or Apocalyptic in nature. These could give us some big clues as to what, why, how, when, where, etc." He had gone into lecturer mode.

"Geran, stop being a dork that can't see the forest for the damn trees. Two of the 'neutral books you pointed out are very beneficial towards you. I'm willing to bet the other two might help us find Horseman Number Three. Speaking of Horsemen, Mom, this may sound stupid or I may have asked it already, but shouldn't we have horses?" I was trying to sidetrack the conversation away from the books.

She actually gave a small laugh! "Yes, you both have horses waiting for you. They are stallions bred in the most sorcerous pits of hell and are a power unto themselves. Yours is named Phobos and Geran's is Deimos. Fear and Terror before you ask what the names mean. You aren't ready for them yet. Soon I think.

"Geran I know you are touchy about your pretties you stole, but I would like to take these two prickly tomes with me and keep them safe from you and Nicole. When your fortress is complete we will construct a room that is not a room which will strip all the books of any sentience and abilities. They will just be books. Acceptable?" She sidled up close to him and rubbed her full breasts across his chest and then pushed her groin firmly into his crotch. 

"Yeah. Yeah, that's a good plan." He gasped out leaning in for a kiss and a grope as she flamed his arousal.

"Perfect! Get some sleep. You have class in the morning." She began walking out with the most sultry swing of her body I'd seen. She stopped at the door, "By the way, Geran. What you did back there with Throatslitter was most impressive. Most impressive indeed. I think I may get in your bed and reward you after Nicole has tried to sate your lust." She left the room and called out from the hallway, "You should have killed her, though. She'll be back and it's personal now." And with that she was gone.

I looked over at Geran. His eyes were glazed with lust from Mom's toying and I heard a ripping sound. I glanced down to see his erections actually ripping through his pants. This was going to be a long fun night. I wondered what he would do if he REALLY let go and cut loose. I decided to find out. 

I sauntered over to him stripping as I went. I pulled him down for a deep kiss and at the last second slid my mouth to his neck. I grew my fangs (they're kinda small), bit his jugular, and injected a concentrated amount of my pheromones. I actually figured that out later. I was just doing what seemed right.

I quickly ran over to the bed and lay down prostrate and spread for him. If he was in battle I would say he became a berserker. In the bed it was much, much, much more intense. He lusted for me body and soul. His mouth attached itself to my pussy and clit. I felt multiple tongues exploring every part of me sending me to heights of pleasure, but his mind had firmly clamped down on my orgasms. I was having more sensations and more intense pleasure than ever and the bastard wouldn't let me cum! 

I begged, pleaded, promised and still he drove me higher. His hands were now working over my ultra-sensitive breasts and tormenting my erect nipples. 

I lost track of all time. I only knew pleasure and I knew it was coming from the person who loved me more than life itself which made it even better. 

Eventually, he had drunk his fill of my juices and climbed on top of me. He showed no gentleness, just a beast wanting pleasure. I realized then that even though I had enjoyed it immensely, due to his state of mind he was only trying to do what made him happy. It felt very good knowing he was looking out for himself once. 

He rammed both cocks into me in one hard thrust. His fucking was animalistic and his grunts were bestial. He was using those new wonderful tongues in my ear and my legs were wrapped tightly around him trying to pull him further into my body. My arms were around his broad strong shoulders and my fingernails were slicing the flesh on his back. Everything I did made him fuck me harder and push me higher. I think my eyes were kaleidoscopic and illuminating the room when they were open.

He fucked me and fucked me. Hours went by when I felt an urgency in his thrusting. "Yes! Yes! Geran, fill me with your cum! I need to feel you filling me with your soul! Cum for me! Cum for your sister! Cum for your wife! Cum for MEEEEEE!"

And he did. When the first spurt blasted out of his cock into me I could feel it. It was much hotter than usual. When the cum touched my cervix he let the restraints go and I had the most powerful orgasm ever. It was like my mind, body, and soul intertwined with his and became one being wrapped in orgasmic loving joy. We reached the peak and stayed there together as one for I don't know how long. It seemed like a microsecond and an eternity. Then we fell into loving semi-orgasmic sleep.

When we awoke, I was lying on top of him with his dicks still firmly inside me. I kissed his chest gently. "I love you." I whispered.

"He loves you, too" Mom's voice came from the across the room. I looked over at her.

"He's in a deeper sleep for a minute so we could chat. Those two books must be put in the special room and NEVER removed. In fact, I would go so far as to say after you and Geran have learned what you need to destroy them utterly. Make certain of it. They are anathema to you. Do you understand? I need to hear you say it, Daughter."

I shifted a little so I could look into her eyes. It occurred to me I couldn't tell what color they were and I had never noticed. "I swear to you I will do everything in my power to destroy if possible; neutralize if not the two tomes you are keeping safe for and from us after we have gleaned the necessary knowledge from them."

She nodded, "Good enough." Her expression turned wistful and longing. I am woman enough to know what was in her thoughts.

"You're a little jealous of our relationship and passion aren't you, Mom?" I asked softly.

"I am not accustomed to anyone asking such invasive questions of me. Sorry. Female to female, yes I am envious. The love you two share and the pure passion..." She fell silent for a moment.

"I am over ten thousand years old and I have NEVER found anyone to compliment me like you two complement each other. Ten thousand years. Do you realize Geran is the only male I have ever had intercourse with willingly? The pleasure he and I shared was and is nothing compared to what you share. There are times I hate him for being in our lives and corrupting my plans. My succubus side is like a goddess in power. Maybe in a few millennia you will know that type of power, that type of lust, and how difficult it is to contain it with an incubus and a loved one in your life."

"Mom! Stop! Geran loves you! I love you! I am willing to share my husband with you! I know he wants to be closer to you and doesn't understand why you act cruelly at times. Come over here and I'll grab a shower, breakfast, and go over to Celeste's while you two have fun."

A multitude of emotions flickered over her face. "It's not that easy. As I indicated, my succubus side is powerful like you can't imagine. I can never let go like you two did and do. I would drain his life essence instantly and devour it just to make me cum. It's more difficult than you know. It's a hunger than can't be sated." She got up to leave.

"Mom. Wait. Please. Two things: First come to bed with BOTH of us and let me into your mind a little to hold the hunger while you allow yourself some fun. Second, let me talk to Geran about it. He's smart and incredibly intuitive with coming up with solutions. I bet he could figure out a way to make it happen." She started shaking her head no.

"Fucking shit MOM!" I exploded. "Why do you want to be a fucking miserable martyr!?! WE. ARE. YOUR. FAMILY. We help each other to become stronger. We have each other's backs. Let the ten thousand year bullshit go and get fucking laid by your son and daughter. Then let Meister plug your ass and scratch your itch. That big fucker is practically invincible. And he's got a HUGE cock and knows how to use it. He rang every bell in my pussy."

She gave me a stern look. "You have a foul mouth and a lecherous personality." She held up a hand to stop me interrupting. "BUT, I will acquiesce to my wiser, hornier, daughter and give it a try. But not right now. We've got things to do and I want your filthy juices off of my son's equipment when I start on him."

I gave her a look that said she better get used to the taste of my pussy on his dicks 'cause that's the way it's always gonna be. She smirked.

You two go to class. Come straight home! Geran and I need to give the fortress a going over and then we need to study these books before any itches get scratched. Understood, Little Miss Wet Crotch?"

"Mooooom! That's not fair. I'm a teenager and a succubus and married to a hunk. How could I NOT be wet all the time?" She made a beeline for the door muttering something about should've gotten cats instead of children.

I kissed Geran and poked his ribs. "How much you hear Mr. Play Possum?"

He opened his eyes, "Nearly all of it I think. She's let out more information to us in the past month than the previous eighteen years."

"Yep."

He ruffled my hair. "I think she wants to figure out how to wall off her mind so you and I don't see any other secrets while you're doing your thing and she's doing my things."

I nodded, "You're probably right. I'm going to play it straight though and not peek."

He looked concerned. "What is it?" I asked.

"Well, I was just thinking, you know, wondering..."

I looked at him impatiently, "Am I supposed to guess, Dickhead?"

'Nooooooo. I was just thinking where I would sleep if she's better in the sack than you."

"You fucker! You'll sleep in the garage and your two dicks will sleep in my bed with me! As if ten thousand year old pussy could ever be better than mine! You owe me flowers, clothes, dinner, dancing, jewelry, oh - some nice shiny weapons, and several more affairs for that comment you fucker!" I play pouted.

He pulled me up to him and gave me a kiss with some passion behind it. "I'll do absolutely anything for you." He whispered looking deeply into my eyes.

"Awwww, stop that before you make me cry." I got up and headed for the shower swaying my ass at him. Like a dutiful hubby he followed. 

We showered and talked about how wonderful last night was and how to make our - mostly his - night with Mom special. We avoided the blood bath and Black Library discussion.

Geran's Story:

It was a beautiful chilly late October morning. Nicole wore a pink turtleneck that was a size or two too small with no bra and very erect nipples. I honestly do not remember ever seeing them when they weren't erect. Her areolas were faintly visible as well. She slid into some too tight yoga pants that were the rage now. Camel toe very visible. I had a thought and shared it with her. "Hey, you know how we are each other's almost version of absolute physical perfection? I think we're doing it to each other."

Nicole looked at me while brushing her teeth. "What in the fuck are you babbling?"

I sighed, swatted her ass, and continued, "We have demonic and angelic blood and who knows what else. We've already proven we can shape shift to a degree. We can probably become experts at shape shifting like Mom can so why wouldn't it be possible for our subconscious minds to be subtly influencing how our partner looks to make certain we are more attracted physically to each other than anyone else?"

She spit in the sink and rinsed. "I can see that. So your physique makes me horny. More horny than any other male physique. That I've encountered. That just means I need to find and fuck shitloads more guys to make certain you're correct." She smiled pleased with her logic.

Then the same though punched us in the gut and our faces paled as we both blurted, "If Mom is that good of a shape shifter how do we know she isn't masquerading as someone else we know?"

We stared at each other for several uncomfortable moments. "Let's go to class." I said.

"Yeah."

I 'ported us to campus where we kissed and hugged and went to our separate classes. I was reasonably confident we had breathing room from attacks for a while. Maybe a week or two. I tried hard to concentrate on my lectures, but my mind was on Nicole, Mom, the books, the Library, the fortress, and who the hell our attackers were. Were they all from the same direction or group? Was it just a random set of beings trying their hands at taking out the first two Horsemen in hopes of stopping or causing a massive delay to the Apocalypse we were supposed to bring about?

I gave up halfway through my third class and bailed. I went to the canteen for a greasy burger and a Coke. I'm not certain what had changed in my perception, but I was noticing all the girls checking me out. Not being used to it my ego puffed up excitedly. I sat looking at emails on my phone munching the burger as grease ran down my arm. I wasn't reading the emails. I was expanding an aura gently into the room. I decided to call it my 'corruption wave' so Nicole would have something to make fun of. Once I had filled the room with it I began increasing the intensity of it. 




Geran and Nicole Ch. 12



Every person in the room was becoming very sexually excited. Several girls were headed right for me. One was even taking her shirt off as she approached. The guys in the room were also affected. I shut it off and made a quick escape. THAT had potential. I needed to be able to fine tune it to specific people, but wow. I realized it was a modification of the thing I had done to the bitchy girl at the frat party. Geran, dude, I told myself, you are becoming too clever for your own good.

Geran replied to the Geran thought: If we're so damn clever, then who was Mom in all the people we've encountered? Meister? That incredible brunette? Celeste? Maybe no one.

I felt two soft lightly perfumed hands cover my eyes: "Guess who, Stud?" A female voice whispered huskily in my ear. I shivered with pre-excitement. 

"The size and firmness of your breasts says Celeste. Wanna quickie in the bathroom?" She bit my ear.

"Absolutely not! How about we go to your apartment and break the shit out of your new bed?" She began licking and teasing my ear. Her hand snaked down my chest and into my pants. "Mmmmmm. These feel ready to show me a VERY good time." She was stroking one of my dicks very firmly. 

"Awww, you don't play fair! I got stuff to do and I'm supposed to go home and..." I started to protest.

She spun me around and reached back into my pants. "Lover Boy, Nicole sent me to you to keep you out of the way while she and your frigid Mom get ready for tonight. I'm here to make certain YOU are ready while extracting my substantial payment of a fucking shitload of orgasms and at least one mega-orgasm."

I smiled and decided to try my new trick. I pulled her close and licked her ear while unleashing a contact corruption wave making her climax on the spot. "I can handle that. Can you?"

She had a lustful grin, "Oh yeah! I can handle it. And I love your new little trick. Take us to your bed so we can get started. 

I 'ported us to our apartment bedroom, but I had not teleported her clothes. "You have been learning new tricks. So have I." She wrapped her nude body around me and we began kissing and fondling, and groping, and fingering. She shoved me on the bed and started deep throating one cock and stroking the other. Then one of fingers was in my ass rubbing my prostrate and when I thought she couldn't get any better she began humming a tune. The vibrations in her throat sent me over the edge. She swallowed most of my cum but let a few spurts hit her face, hair, and tits.

"I know you like seeing your jizz on me." She smiled.

"Fuck Celeste! I've never cum that fast from a blowjob. You've been learning stuff too you bad girl."

"Mmmmmm. I have been bad. Will you spank your naughty little slut?" She purred.

'Better believe you're gonna get punished. First, I want you to sit on my face." We were pushing each other's buttons having fun. She roughly shoved me on my back and slammed her wet pussy into my face. She smelled and tasted incredible. I began using the corruption trick through my tongue every time it made contact with her clit. Her moans and screams let me know I was doing a good job and encouraged me to do more. 

Her gorgeous tanned and toned thighs were in my sight every time she squirmed and shifted. She began to grind her pussy harder into my face and actually cut off my air supply. She wouldn't let me breathe no matter how hard I shoved her. On an inspiration I bit her clit. Hard. She let me breathe and had the hardest orgasm I've ever seen her have.

She looked down at me. I could see her flat belly, full breasts, and beautiful face. She spoke, no, commanded me, "Now you're getting it Lover. Now please me like I want you to! Or you better learn to breathe pussy!" And then my view was her hot shaved groin firmly humping my face. 

I began doing things I've never done. The harder I bit the more she begged for more. She climaxed and moaned and screamed. I nipped her vulva, labia, and clit repeatedly. She still wanted more. Thinking desperately how to push her harder I impulsively punched my fist into her ass. Then I let loose a massive power blast of corruption wave through my fist and mouth into her super aroused body. THAT was what she wanted! She stayed conscious through the whole ordeal and her shuddering convulsive orgasm lasted a long time.

After she came back to reality, she looked like a sexy cat that was very happy and content. She gave me a small kiss. "I'm starting to see what your sister sees in you. Sexually, I mean. You really know how to please a woman. I don't know whether to keep you locked up for just Nicole and me or to advertise your amazing tongue and cocks."

I was running my hands over her breasts down to her thighs over her ass and back. "In all seriousness, Celeste, I need to be spread around for a while. Mom insists I create a 'harem' of ultra-loyal, mildly powered, blood and sex slaves to serve as, well, as bait and as a shield to give me and Nicole time to either fight back or get away."

She put one of her hands on mine and kept it on her firm breast squeezing and kneading it. "That bothers you, doesn't it?"

"Well, yeah. I know its war and all but it seems cold to intentionally take women out of their lives just to shield me."

She gave me another quick kiss. "You're looking at it the wrong way round. You and three others have a duty to perform a task no one else can. You need bodyguards. Make no mistake; you are in this battling for your life and Nicole's. You are locked in a war you never knew was coming nor did you ask to participate in. The future, a BETTER future, depends on you four and the decisions you make. If you need to be a hundred deep in pussy willing to defend you to the bitter end then so be it. I will be there by your side. So will Vince. We're two decent powers to have on your side. But you NEED an army. The Battle for the Apocalypse will rage over the planet before it's done unless you guys figure out a new way. It's just started and there have already been how many attempts on your life? Nicole's life?"

She ran out of steam and fell silent. Then she rolled over and snuggled her back against me. "You two are my family. I won't lose you. If I have to bring the men to Nicole and the women to you and force the two of you to create your personal elite forces then I will. You'll get other allies as well. People who just flat out believe in you or her or what you stand for. Make certain you stand for what's right.

"The world is more corrupt and darker than it's ever been. You have the ability to REALLY make it better. I KNOW how bad the world is. I'm Justice and I feel each corrupt act like a pinprick to my flesh. I need your help to master my powers so I can BECOME Justice and a power for your fight. Don't lose sight of your goals. Now quit rubbing those yummy cocks against my ass and go shower. You need to be at the address on your text in an hour. Wear those clothes hanging in the bathroom. I'm going to raid your closet since you left my clothes at school."

We got up and she gave me a lopsided grin, then a kiss. "Go. I'll see you tomorrow, fate willing."

I felt somewhat in a daze as I showered. I cleaned myself thoroughly with scented soap and body wash. Then shaved, and got myself ready. The clothes were a very stylish black tuxedo with all the matching doodads that go with it. I still felt a little naked. I decided I needed to start packing weapons with my outfits.

Anyway, I splashed on some cologne and slapped myself into focus. I grabbed my phone and teleported to the garage at Mom's house. Nicole was waiting. "Shit you look good! You smell good! I want you for myself!!" She looked away from me. "Go you gorgeous asshole. Walk down the road a bit and hail the limo. Then come back here and pick up your date. And BE READY when you get home. We need to make this work." I was staring at her bare legs and breasts. She was only wearing her Daisy Dukes.

"Are you paying attention? I only dressed this way because it was comfortable and I wanted you semi-hard at least all night. Go!! I'll see you later." She turned tail and ran back into the house before we jumped each other and forgot the elaborate plans laid for the night.

I went outside and the chill air helped immensely to clear my head. I found the limo and got in. Nicole had thought of everything. There was a bouquet, a small corsage, and even a small wrapped gift. It felt like a bracelet or something. At our house I got out with the bouquet and went to the door and knocked. Then the worst case of nerves I'd ever felt kicked in.

A young woman in a maid's outfit answered the door. "Yes, sir?" I didn't recognize her but assumed she was a low level demon Mom had summoned to maintain the illusion.

"Geran Parker to see Miss Susan Talisman, please." The name popped into my head.

"She's expecting you, sir. Come in and kindly wait in the lounge for her." She led me through a completely different house to a Victorian Era Parlor. Everyone is pulling out all the stops and putting everything into it. I refocused and stepped up my game. I few minutes later I heard some high heeled shoes clicking into the parlor.

My throat caught at the vision of enchanting loveliness in front of me. I know Mom was beautiful, but she never flaunted it or even showed off. She did tonight. She was wearing a floor length blood red dress with a slit on the right side that ended above her hip. Actually, it was more like a narrow pie slice out of the dress which left a tantalizing view of a long, tan, black thigh high stocking clad, and beautifully sculpted leg. The dress was snug without being tight and was cut between to just below her breasts. Her breasts were heavy and full and her nipples were just barely making small points in the fabric. Her right arm was fully sheathed in a long sleeve with a lacy frill over her wrist. Her left shoulder and arm were bare. 

She was wearing dangly gold earrings easily visible from her styled hair which had most of it up and some tendrils framing her face and neck to let observers know her silken midnight black hair was actually quite long. Her eyes were mesmerizing, although I can't remember the color. Her lips, her face. I was stunned before how incredibly gorgeous this creature in front of me was. I felt a small, small, thought intrusion from Nicole to Mom. Susan. Her beauty dimmed to mortal standards and I could function again.

I cleared my throat, "Susan, you are beautiful! Actually, beautiful isn't a big enough word. Uhm, these are for you."

Mom / Susan took the flowers and gave me a shy smile while smelling them. "Thank you Geran. You're always so thoughtful. I'll have them put in water and then shall we go?"

"I am a servant to your whims tonight."

She giggled and left with the flowers and was back quickly. "Susan, in all sincerity you are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen." She actually blushed and gave me a quick peck on the lips.

"You are quite dashing as well, sir. Help me with my wrap?" She asked handing me a black lacy shawl with red trim. I placed it over her shoulders feeling the strength and warmth. We exited the house and got it the limo headed for our date.

We chatted and had some champagne during the ride. I attached the corsage to her clothed wrist and gave her the wrapped box. She opened it and it had a simple gold chain with a locket at the end. In the locket was a small picture of Mom, Nicole, and me looking very happy. She was thrilled with it and had me fasten it around her shapely neck. Her perfume mixed with her scent was making me intoxicated. I felt another nudge from Nicole and my senses returned to me.

We went to an elegant overpriced restaurant with amazing views of the city. Dinner was excellent, but I do not remember much of it. I was enjoying her company and for once we were connecting as people and it felt wonderful. We talked about a wide array of topics and interests. Halfway through dinner she slipped off her shoe and began running her silk covered foot up and down my calf. Never getting much higher, but promising so much more. We spent several hours eating and drinking and sharing our thoughts. We had left our roles and duties locked away for the night and I think she was enjoying it as much as I was. If nothing else it was a new and novel experience for her.

After dinner, the limo took us to a dance club. They had an orchestra and played swing, big band, and pre-World War II music. We ballroom danced for hours. Many men tried to cut in and quite a few women for me, but they were all spurned. Although I hated it at the time I am very grateful Mom forced dance lessons on Nicole and me. I love to dance and it's a wonderful experience when your partner is as skilled as you. You cease being a couple and become a moving, swirling, work or art to be enjoyed by the dancers and the audience.

Susan was an exquisite dancing partner and her braless breasts swayed to her movements. Her dress would flare out exposing her incredible stocking covered legs to the room. She wasn't wearing any underwear and the stockings only came up to her upper thighs so occasionally she treated everyone to a view of her firm, tight, flexing ass and even more rarely, a brief glimpse of a smooth shaven pussy.

We weren't tired, but we had reached a mutual desire to go home. We entered the limo, shared more champagne, and discussed how much fun we were having. The conversation started to sputter and eventually died to awkward silence. We acted like shy kids. Maybe we were. I leaned in and pulled her mouth to mine. She melted into my arms and we were locked in a passionate embrace the rest of the way home with the dance transferred to our tongues. I felt a blast of cold air and realized the driver had stopped and opened the door. She looked at me.

"Geran, would you like to come in for a little while? Uhm, my parents are out of town and maybe we could watch a movie. Or something." She was putting on some serious heat again and I was her love slave.

"If you're sure it's alright, I'd love to come in for a bit, Susan." 

She exited the limo first and then I did and tipped the driver heavily. She looked over her shoulder and spoke quietly and almost shyly, "Thank you driver. We won't need your services anymore tonight." 

She sashayed up the walk giving an erotic swing to her hips. The driver grinned at me and tipped his hat. "Good Night, Sir!"

I followed her up the walk and into the house. "Would you kindly wait in the parlor for a moment? I'll have Nan bring you some refreshments."

I found a semi-comfortable loveseat to park and sipped the drink Nan had brought. I actually started getting nervous again. The lights in the room dimmed about halfway down and I looked up at the doorway.

She had one hand above her head on the doorframe. The other was on her hip. Her long legs were slightly crossed at the ankles. She was wearing black high heels, her same thigh high stockings, a very small pair of wispy black panties, A matching bra which allowed her nipples to be seen clearly, her new necklace, a black lace choker, and a completely see through black robe flowing around her.

"Geran, would you like to spend the night with me? Would you make love to me? I really want you to." She began slowly and sensuously slinking towards me. Her eyes were full of lust and her body full of promise. 

We kissed each other for several minutes, and then I reached down and picked her up. She put her head on my shoulder and her arms around my neck. I carried her to her bedroom which was also a new Victorian style room. I placed her gently on the soft bed and just stared at her beautiful body for several minutes.

"You're making me nervous, Geran. Come lie with me."

I slid out of my jacket, tie, and shirt and got beside her and we once again began kissing. We unwrapped each other like presents until I was nude and she only had her necklace, the choker, and the stockings left. I picked up her leg and began kissing and working my way up from her delicate toes, to her strong legs. I skipped her pussy for now and started on her flat abs. Then those magnificent breasts. They were so full and heavy and when I sucked on the nipples I had a flash of a memory of doing this as a baby. I started working my corruption touch very gently and slowly through her nipples. "Geran, that feels sooooo good. No one has ever played with my breasts like that. I think I might have a... oh YES!! I'm cumming!! Kiss me, please."

I did and our hands started finding each other's most private areas. Her hands were soft and smooth and cool against my hot erections. My fingers were dancing over her erect clit and probing inside her tight wetness. She pushed me away and looked at me. "Please, Geran. No more foreplay. I want to feel you inside me."

I got into position on top of her and had my throbbing erections ready to penetrate her and I paused. "Susan. No. MOM. I want you to know I love you. I have always loved you and this is my physical expression of how much I love you. Please accept the pleasure I want to give you."

She kissed me and replied, "Geran, Son, I am not certain if I can love, but if I can't than you and your sister have brought me the closest to love I've experienced. If I can, then I love you as deeply as you love me. Please enter me." She placed her hands on my ass and began pulling me towards her. I put my tongue back in her mouth and began slowly slowly entering her body. An inch in, pull back, further, pull back, I took several minutes to be fully in her. Once I was in to the hilt I remained still letting us feel each other. Then I started pumping slowly and firmly. Almost all the way out and hard back in. 

After a few minutes I used the corruption wave on my cocks, fingertips, and tongue. I used my fingertips on her nipples. Her orgasms came like machine gun fire. As hard as I tried I could never get her to a continuous orgasm. Her climaxes kept coming faster and faster and growing in intensity. She eventually flipped me on my back and started riding me sensuously with every move of her body arousing me further. Her breasts were bouncing and swaying. Her thighs flexing in their silk casing. Her smooth flat belly moving back and forth. She had her arms over her head running her fingers through her long hair.

Just the sight of her was driving me closer and closer to my climax. I felt something enter my ass and probe my prostrate. It dawned on me she had grown a tail and was using it. Her shape was changing just slightly. She had grown horns and fangs. I instinctively knew she was losing control and would unfurl her massive wings next. I felt Nicole's endurance fading and channeled all my energy into a corruption blast with my cum. When I let it and my cum shoot into her I gave her an orgasm to beggar all the other ones. Her scream was like music and her eyes glowed a brilliant red. She collapsed on me panting and moaning. Nicole had done it and was sleeping peacefully in her room. Mom's bedroom was back to normal. I imagine she lost control of the illusion during her orgasms. She licked my chest. 

"You're sweaty and salty. I like it." 

I kissed one of her horns. "Mmmmm. Geran, that was wonderful and Nicole outdid herself. The two of you have given me the most precious gift I know of. I think I will save some of your essence and give you a daughter one day. She will be the most pure expression of our emotions to each other since you were born. That sounded really corny, didn't it?"

"Some, yes." I laughed. "Mom, please don't go back into a shell. We love and need you. As a mother, mentor, friend, and incredible lover."

She pulled my hand to her breast. "That orgasm thing you did. You should be careful with it. It could become VERY powerful, VERY quickly. It has an infectious quality as well."

"I don't understand."




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"The females, well, even the males, once they've experienced it change a little and become more receptive to it. They will also become more loyal. It's the beginning of your sex slave harem, but you and I need to determine what else it does. We need it to give them some sort of power or powers. They also can't be so infatuated with you they can't think or function. 

"All that aside, it is a wonderful ability and it gave me the best orgasms of my long life. Thank you for sharing it. You are an amazing lover and we need to figure out a way to do this more often without exhausting your sister."

She slid off me and stood. I gazed at her thighs as my cum oozed out of her and ran down them, wetting and darkening her stockings. She stayed like that with her legs spread a little wider than normal allowing me to soak up the erotic vision. After the flow of cum had slowed she lifted her right foot on the bed. "Take off this stocking and keep it as a souvenir. I'm keeping the other one." I caressed her leg lovingly while I removed it putting my nose next to her pussy to inhale our combined scent. After it was off, she kissed me gently. "Get some sleep. We have a lot of work ahead of us." And she left.

I went to our room and found an exhausted Nicole sleeping deeply. I snuggled her into my arms and drifted off as well.

Undisclosed Location:

"Did you see? Did you? Did I imagine it? DID YOU SEE?" The hissing was reaching fever pitch.

The second calmly replied. "We saw it. It was a most interesting and VERY unexpected development. No one could have foreseen THAT outcome. To think it all revolved around HER letting HER guard down. SHE was right all along. Loving those two was, IS a definite liability and opened the most remarkable attack for us. We might be able to eliminate both whelps of her hell-spawned litter in one stroke, and SHE caused it to happen. It is most amusing. All the precautions SHE took to avoid harming the son and it never occurred to her, or any of us, that SHE could harm the daughter instead."

The first hissed hatred at the second. "Quit pontificating! SHE infected the daughter and we have an opportunity of an eon!"

"That is very true. We must be patient and allow the infection to manifest normally, or abnormally as the case may be. With her nature, environment, genetics, and her brother it should manifest fairly quickly. I would estimate two weeks maximum. That would put the date right at the full moon. The lunar tugs will be a tremendous asset for us. Fate has dealt us an incredible opportunity. Can we agrees and SWEAR to a blood pact to involve no interference or influence until after the lunar event passes?"

They agreed and it was done. The third entity's laughter echoed through the walls of the dimensions.

To be continued...



Geran and Nicole Ch. 13



Welcome to Chapter 13. You guys have been great and I appreciate the votes and emails very much! Keep them coming please! This one has quite a bit of story and of course some wild sex. The twins are relying more on their non-human abilities and starting to learn what kind of resolve they will need to ultimately complete their task. I hope you enjoy it. 

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Nicole's Story:

I was very relieved Geran and Mom came to a truce. I was worried they would escalate until she took him off somewhere to kill him. She's so unpredictable and has a temper to melt steel. Family life is fucking stressful. 

I woke up curled in Geran's arms. He was watching me. "Morning." He gave me a kiss. "How do you feel?"

I thought about it for a moment. "I feel very drained. Hungry. Thirsty. Very thirsty. Possibly horny." He handed me a quart of orange juice which I downed in one long gulp. He gave me another which I sipped. "Thanks. That helps a lot."

"I was completely amazed you were able to hold out and keep Mom's succubus at bay enough to keep me safe. You're a lot stronger than everyone gives you credit for." 

I gave him a very concerned look. "Geran, I didn't hold her back. I failed. I felt her power overwhelming you and me and I couldn't break us apart fast enough to save you."

"But you did. I'm here."

"No. You don't understand. I got a MASSIVE influx of power from multiple sources. Almost a legion of minds adding their power to me to keep you safe. Mom doesn't know. They were so subtle and secretive I wouldn't even know except I felt my own power fail. You should've been devoured mind and soul last night. They saved you."

We were silent for a while. Then he asked, "Any ideas of the source or sources?"

I nodded, "Yeah, the same ones you're thinking of. Angela and an army at her command. I don't know of any others. Although, there were these completely alien sources of energy flowing through me that kept me from burning in the awesome power of what we're assuming came from Angela. I don't know where they came from or even what they would be."

Geran looked very thoughtful and I knew he was calculating possible forces that would aid us. I let him think while I tried to regain my strength with the OJ.

"I need to get up and check something. Won't take a minute."

He went to our closet and opened our little dimensional safe. "Nicole. Come look at this."

I went over and peered into the safe. "Didn't we have more books than that in there?"

"We did. And considerably less ash. One of the books sacrificed itself to protect you as absolutely absurd as that sounds. It or they were the alien presence. Or perhaps Angela used the entire book to save us. Regardless, our guardian angel saved our bacon again and luckily we gave her the support she needed."

He paced a bit. "Every time we get one answer a dozen more questions pop up. Class is cancelled for today. I need to study these books. You need to rest and regain your strength. What would you like to do later?"

I fidgeted for a minute. "Geran, don't be angry or disappointed with me, but I need to be away from you and Mom for a few hours. Your minds are still raking against mine and it feels like sandpaper. I just need to get me back to me without any mental interaction. I would like to have a second date with Vince if he's available and spend the night having mindless sex. Would you be ok with that?"

He smiled at me, "Nicole, anything for you. Come back to me when you feel rested and whole again. I will miss you though. You could always let me watch your memories tomorrow." He held me tightly. "We need to make contacting Angela a VERY high priority tomorrow."

"I agree. I love you. Now let me sleep. I'll be back in your bed tomorrow."

I lay in bed texting Vince and polishing off my juice. Of course Mr. Horny Cat wanted my pussy. Men are so easy to manipulate, but I would never do that to Geran. We have become so addicted to each other it has gotten scary. I need him so much. I got up and found some of his worn clothes and brought them to bed with me so I could smell him while I slept.

Geran's Story:

Nicole's drained state alarmed me. Angela's intervention alarmed me. We had way too many fires to put out. I put the seven remaining tomes into a leather satchel with various protective sigils embroidered into the leather. A few minutes later I was banging on Meister's big door.

It opened and he was sitting at his desk as usual. Actually it was a brand new desk. I walked in and sat in the chair I liked best. "Don't you ever do anything besides sit your fat, lazy ass at that desk and wait for me and Nicole to knock on your door?"

"Yeah, punk. I do lots of other things, but I ain't doin' 'em right now. Understand?" He glowered at me. "Why did you show your ugly mug here alone? At least bring me that sweet morsel of your better half to heal my weary eyes."

"Well, we had a VERY busy day or two."

"I heard part of it. Slitter put a fucking huge bounty on you two. I put a bigger one on her if she or anyone else messes with you two. You'll pay me back of course. With interest. So give me the lowdown on your encounter with her. No one has ever damaged her like you guys did."

He ordered us some drinks and snacks as I relayed a fairly unedited version of the events. He chortled with extreme menace in his rumbly voice. "Shit, Kid, there's hope for your candyass yet. You guys have relieved me of years of pointless and boring plotting and scheming. You two stumble around like the proverbial bulls in china shops and are stirring up more shit than you can imagine. And you ain't even begun to invoke your true powers. So open the bag and let's have a look at the booty."

I pulled out one book at a time and only pulled a second when the first was returned to the satchel. Meister was thumbing the first book with his massive fingers when he suddenly paused and smelled his fingertips.

"There was another book," he muttered. "You smell this? Touch the bindings and sniff your fingers."

I did. It was a sickly sweet vinegar odor, but it was faint.

"Burn that scent into your memory, Squirt. That is the smell of the very highest of sacrificial magic. At least one hundred entities were sacrificed with that book to protect something of extreme value. What?"

He was looking at me. I felt faint and the room seemed to be spinning. 

"Truth?" I asked.

"Geran, this is the coldest, hardest, truth of all time and I'm playing this completely straight with you. You know what was protected with that sacrifice and you have a good idea of the spellcaster, the victims, but you do not know what that book contained. Did I miss anything?"

I shook my head not trusting my voice. He pulled out a bottle of scotch and poured me a shot. "Drink."

I started to push it away. "Damnit don't make me pour it down your throat, Junior."

I downed it in one gulp and we sat in silence while the alcohol dulled the shock. "Thanks. Yes I do know most of the pieces and there were some books that seemed almost attracted to Nicole. Almost protective. The burned book was one of them. I can't recall the title any longer."

He grunted. "You and no one else alive will ever remember anything about that book. That's the way that type of magic works. All the dead sacrificed will remember it. You up for going through these remaining books or you wanna go home for a while?"

I steeled myself. "No. No. Let's keep going. I need this info. Are all these books designed to be used that way?"

He snorted again. "Not a chance. Each book is worth more than all the riches on this planet. Sacrificing the book was a million times more devastating than losing those hundred or so. To use one that way is a last resort, no other options, do or die action. Or the individual using it was trying to use it up to get one less safety net out of the way for you. Or they just weren't very smart and didn't think through their available options. We'll never know because that individual no longer knows.

"These books are created and designed to aid the world in the preparation for the Apocalypse. Well, some of them are. This one should help you find the Third. The Fourth is Death and it ALWAYS finds you. When the time is right Death will appear.

"Let's skim these and figure out where you should start. And yes, the knowledge in these books gives me a hell of an advantage over my rivals and compatriots so you're giving me an edge I could've never hoped to have."

I was trying to absorb everything he was telling me, but I kept thinking about Angela and what she did. Over a stupid, simple bonding night with Mom. 

"Kid! Kid! Geran! Snap out of it!" I looked up and Meister was blurry. My eyes were filled with tears and they wouldn't stop. 

"Geran, this is NOT your fault. Someone else made the decision to use the book that way. Not you. Not Nicole. And for all hers sins, not your mother. I know you're young and you've just been dropped into the most important war of an age. You've got to choose your times to grieve carefully. Choose the wrong time and it could be your sister on the slab. You're smart and the best natural tactician I've seen. Let your strengths guide you. 

"This is not going to be a good time to review these books. I want you to reach out to two people. One is my half-sister. She's strong like me, but drop dead gorgeous and a smartass to boot. You'll love her. We don't get along much.

"The other is one of your sisters. One of the failed attempts between your mom and her pet angel that she let live. She's also gorgeous and a top notch sorceress. She prefers having her demonic features showing. She will want something in trade for helping you but she's so damn unpredictable I can't even guess what it will be. And it won't be the same thing each time.

"Here's a bottle of my private reserve. Go wrap yourself around it and sleep it off. Start fresh tomorrow.

"I'm guessing you two are pretty safe until the full moon then I think you better be prepared for another attack."

I nodded. "I came to the same conclusion."

I took the bottle and my books and teleported to the basement of the almost finished fortress. I needed Nicole with me. I tried dialing my half-sister. It was bizarre. She answered before the call should have connected.

"Meister finally sold me out? You want to see me in person? If you're certain I'll be there. OK, give me a minute." Well that was the oddest non-conversation I've ever had. I don't know how she got her answers, but they were the right ones. I drank some and waited.

About twenty minutes later the air in front of me shimmered and broke into a thousand colors. A stunning blond girl came through and the colors winked out. I was starting to wonder if the physical beauty was a vanity of our parents. Or it could be the succubus / incubus nature. The physical aspect made the seduction all that much easier.

She wasn't wearing much; just a leather bikini type outfit. She was super toned and sporting a sexy six pack. She wasn't holding back her true nature either. She had full horns, fangs, and a long tail.

"Hi Little Brother. What seems to be your issue that Meister revealed me?" She sat in my lap and seemed sincere in her question.

I don't know if I was weak or she pulled some stunt on me but I found myself spilling my guts to her about almost everything. She was a good listener and asked questions here and there. I talked for a long time. When I ran out of words we sat in silence for a few minutes.

I started to notice her. I mean really notice her. She was fairly pale and her long blond hair was perfectly straight. Her body was incredible. She had smallish breasts but they fit her perfectly. She smiled as she saw me checking her out and felt my dicks start to get hard. She wiggled a little in my lap to use her thigh to better feel them getting erect.

"So you finally decided figured out I'm a woman, huh? We'll fuck soon. I need your essence. Your problem is fairly simple if you allow it to be." She was speaking to me as if I was retarded or three years old. Or both. 

"Nicole would not have this same dilemma. It boils down to this: You are in a war. Wars create situations. Those situations require decisions. Those decisions or lack thereof create casualties. Or corpses if you prefer. You are not in a Gandhi scenario here. You opponents are violent and delight in carnage. You have two choices: One - sacrifice yourself. Two - get used to it and accept you will see many individuals die - sometimes horribly - during this conflict until you change the world or fail."

I thought for a minute. "That seems like an oversimplification of the situation."

She sighed. "Are you being intentionally stupid? War IS simple. It's survive or die. The end."

"Yeah, but..."

"Stand up."

We stood facing each other. She suddenly turned into fluid violence unleashing a storm of kicks and punches to me. I defended for a minute or two and then started hitting back. She stopped.

"Why did you hit me back?"

"You were beating the crap out of me. I was trying to get you to stop."

"In essence, survive or die. That's all there is to war, Little Brother. Everything else, the weapons, tactics, whatever, everything else is just an accessory."

It sunk in. "I got it. I don't like it, but I got it. Thank you."

"You don't have to like it. And your thanks are meaningless. I want payment. But first I want you. I've never fucked a relative and I want to see what you've got. I don't think you'll last more than a few minutes, but I still want to see." She began stripping. 

"Uhm, this is kinda cold and clinical for me. Can we, you know, play around and get in the mood? Kiss and fondle? That sort of thing?" I asked while undressing.

"No. I don't have the time for that. You naked? Good. Let's do this." She reached a glowing finger out and pressed it to my chest. The next thing I knew I was extremely horny and fucking her as hard as I could. She looked sexy as hell under me moaning softly. Her legs were spread wide, her arms over her head, and her breasts were bouncing. 

"You're not bad, Little Brother. Fuck me harder. I want to cum."

She turned up my arousal even more and I was fucking her even harder. I started using my corruption wave through my cocks. She smiled, "That feels nice."

Nice? I made the corruption wave as strong as I could.

"Yeah, that's more like it. Now let me show you what I can do. You ready Little Brother?"

Her pussy and ass began to pulsate. It felt like a thousand tiny fingers gripping and stroking my cocks and super stimulating every sensitive spot on them. The pleasure sent every nerve into overload and I had the most explosive orgasm of my life. I collapsed on top of her still climaxing. 

She licked my ear and whispered, "How long would you like to cum for Little Brother?"

She rolled over so she was on top and rode me hard. She was still overloading my nerves and I was nearly paralyzed with my super orgasm. I kept cumming the entire time she fucked me and she did not let me pass out. When she was satisfied she moved up so her breasts were in my face.

"You're not bad. A little training and we might make a half-way decent incubus of you yet. You're ok for seducing humans, but until you can truly seduce and make a high level demon submit you're just an amateur." 

She abruptly changed the subject. "Show me these books."

She caressed and smelled each one without opening them. "You start with this one. It's called the Book of Horn. It's the only surviving text of the last Horsemen. It's pretty much a personal diary of the first three. Lots of fluff so you'll have to sift for the nuggets of true information."

She re-sniffed two others and selected one. "I'm taking this one as my payment. When you can seduce and dominate me you'll be ready for it and I'll give it back. I like you Little Brother. We're going to have lots of fun together. Nicole's about to call you. Play dumb so she wins. See you around." 

Before I could say anything she stepped through the colors again and was gone. I was still in a semi-orgasmic state and pretty disoriented when Nicole called me.

Nicole's Story:

I had invited Vince out on this date so I was driving and paying. I picked the smallest car so he would be the closest to me while I drove. It was a stick which meant he would get to see my legs moving a lot. My shorts were SHORT. The bottom of my ass peeked out of them.

I got to Vince's place and he came out wearing shorts and a t-shirt. I had told him very casual. He got in the car and before he could say anything I leaned over and gave him a nice tongue kiss.

"Nice to see you too Nicole! So what are our plans for this evening?" He asked when I released him.

"Well, last time you kept saying Putt-Putt which made me want to do that so we're going to play a few rounds, then hit an outdoor burger joint. After that it's a surprise!" 

I was shifting and getting us moving in the right direction. "We could always continue our little game if you want to know more about me." My pheromones were going wild and I wasn't quite certain why. I know he was getting aroused smelling them. Mom and I needed to spend some time together tomorrow before I got really out of control.

"OK, I'll start with one to make you blush. You have the most amazing legs of any girl I've ever seen. Do you do anything special to them?" he asked staring at them. Then he reached over and ran his hand over my thigh.

"Nope." I answered. 

"That's it?"

"Yep." I kept silent a minute and then burst into laughter. "You're too easy! There are several reasons. They are proportionately long to my size. They are very tan. They are very toned. My skin is very clear as well. If you look closely you can see I don't have any hair follicles like everyone else. I don't shave my legs because there isn't any hair or hair follicles there. It makes a huge difference in how they look. 

"In fact, other than my landing strip above my dripping wet pussy there are no follicles on my body from my neck down. My face is similarly affected. I still have eyebrows and eyelashes and my regular hair is very thick. Maybe to make up for the lack of hair everywhere else."

Vince leaned over in the car to look closely at my thighs. "Yeah, that's really hot and it does make them incredible to look at."

I glanced at him, "My turn? Did you like fucking my mouth, my ass, or my pussy the best?"

He adjusted his dick and I smiled at him. "OOOOOK. Going off the deep in right from the get go. Pussy. Your muscles in your pussy squeeze and massage me when I'm in you. The sensations are more intense."

I was thoughtful for a moment. "Thanks, I didn't realize. I need to work on my skills more then. Here's the Putt-Putt place. Ready to get your ass whooped?" I put my hand flat on my belly and slowly pushed it down into my shorts. I guided a finger into my wet slit and coated it in my juices while Vince was answering me.

"Nicole, you don't have that kinda skill." He snorted at me.

I reached over and wiped my wet finger on his upper lip and into the bottom of his nose. With his enhanced smell that should drive him wild all evening. "Oh yeah. I definitely do!" I reached over and unzipped him and started giving him an intense blowjob in the parking lot. I worked him like crazy and made him blow his load in less than four minutes. I swallowed all of it; kissed his cheek and got out of the car. I walked with an exaggerated sway in my hips towards the building. I heard Vince running up behind me.

I felt hornier than I had ever felt in my life. I think I was radiating it. Between that and my outfit I think every male in the place was getting an erection.

"Hey! Nicole! Are you ok?" Vince asked while holding me up.

"I need to sit and a cold drink," I whispered. 




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Vince carefully put me on a bench and went to get me a cold Coke. He was back very quickly or I was just out of it. He held the straw to my lips and I sipped the cold liquid.

He was holding me upright and rubbing my back. "Are you ok?"

I drank a bit more. "Yeah, I need a few minutes. I'll take that as a game question. I feel a little warm though. Can you get me a few more drinks?"

He put his hand on my arm then my forehead. "You are burning up. I mean REALLY hot." He picked me up and quickly carried me to an ice vending bin and ripped the door off. He placed me inside it and I began to feel better immediately.

"Let me sit here for a minute."

"You got it." The putt-putt place owner came out yelling at Vince for destroying the ice bin. Vince handed him a wad of bills and told him to fuck off. It got heated until Vince gave him more cash and a low growl that sent him running.

"Vince, I'm really sorry if I embarrassed you or made you uncomfortable."

He stroked my arm, "Nicole, I'm fine. You ready to come out? Believe it or not your heat has melted - let's see," he began counting bags of water and empty bags. "Nicole, you've melted over a hundred pounds of ice in under thirty minutes. I'm taking you home."

I shook my head. "I'll be my old self in just a minute and I've really been looking forward to this."

We sat for a minute more and suddenly I felt fine. "We better go to a different place though." We piled back into my car and found another one.

I got out and stretched sexily, "OK, Vince! I'm ready!" I grabbed his hand and led him up to the ticket counter. I got us some putters and I got a red ball for me and a blue ball for him. I sniggered as I handed it to him.

He looked at me. I gave him a very innocent look and told him, "You'll have three by the end and you'll have been beaten by a little girl!"

We played three rounds and I made certain to bend a lot and give him great views of my legs and the bottom of my ass. We made a bet - the winner got a favor from the loser. I won one round and Vince won two so I owed him a favor. Fucker.

We got back in the car and drove to the restaurant. We ordered and sat at an outdoor table. I think every guy there was staring at me. The good news is I appreciated it without having my libido going ballistic. Barely.

After dinner we got back in the car. I started driving and Vince was curious as to our destination. I hadn't told him yet. He started laughing when I pulled into the parking lot of a Motel 6 and got out of the car.

He looked at me, "Are you serious?" 

I nodded, "You said on our first date you wanted to take me to Motel 6, get me drunk, and fuck me. Well, here is the motel." I pulled a key out of my purse and waved it. "I have a room, so now we just need to get drunk and fuck. So come on!"

I unlocked our room and held the door open. He got out of the car and entered the room. There were loads of snacks and drinks that I had already bought and delivered. The room was clean and had a king size bed and yet still had that seedy atmosphere that made this seem like a real 'cheating on my husband affair.'

"After last time I decided I wanted to have sex in a bed and I wanted to stay out all night so a hotel room seemed the best choice. And believe it or not I like the seedy atmosphere." I pulled his shirt off; yanked the covers from the bed and pushed him onto it.

He looked at me, "I like the way you think. This will be a fun night!"

I pulled my top off and jumped onto the bed beside him. "I know this doesn't seem nearly as spontaneous or 'date' like but if you can live with it I'd like to experience a night in a bed with you." I put my head on his bare chest and smelled his scent.

Vince ran his hands over my back, "This is great. I just hope you can handle the pounding you're gonna get tonight and aren't so sore you can't walk tomorrow."

I sat up and straddled him pressing my crotch on his and grinding into it. "You think this lump of cock-meat can make MY pussy sore? What kinda fantasyland you living in boy?"

He put his hands on my waist and ran them up to my breasts and squeezed them. "Baby, I'm going to tear you apart tonight." He pulled on my nipples making me moan. "I might even do you a favor and leave your ears alone. It'll be all you can do to handle me inside your slit."

"You are so full of shit! I'm going to drain your balls until they look like BB's and turn your miserable dick into a shrunken limp noodle that won't work for a month" I stood up and undid my shorts and took them off and threw them across the room. I looked down at him in my nude glory. "Look at you Pencil-Dick! You're about to cum just looking at me and smelling me."

"Nicole, I'm going to end you're silly smack talk." He was taking his clothes off while he talked. "I'm gonna get you back for making me smell your cunt all evening. And I'm gonna make you walk bowlegged for a fucking week!"

He grabbed my legs and flipped me onto my hands and knees. Without warning he rammed his pole all the way in with one shove and began fucking the shit out of me. I wasn't giving in that easily though.

"I can uh uh uh uh barely feel mmmmmmmm your limp dick uh uh uh uh inside me. Ooooooooooooohhhhhhh are you even uh uh mmmmm all the way hard uh uh uh uh you fucking pussy shit shit shit!" I couldn't help moaning. He felt good in me. I was really getting into the competitive fucking.

He slapped my ass hard making me cum again. "Pencil-Dick huh? Since you lost the bet here's what you're gonna do you fucking slut! I've got your cell phone in my hand and I'm dialing Geran. You have to talk to him for three full minutes while I fuck you and you can't let on what we're doing. No mental speak; no moaning; no panting; no nothing. Think you can handle that Princess!? You want to bet on it?"

I wasn't sure I could do it, but he made my competitive side stand up and speak without thinking. "I can handle oh shit I'm cumming aaaahhhhhhh anything your shrimp dick harder harder fuck my cunt can dish out! AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH! You're going so deep in me uh uh uh uh uh!"

"Close your mind whore!" he commanded.

"I mmmmmmm did!" I gasped.

He placed the phone at my ear and started a timer on his. Geran picked up, "Nicole? You ok?"

I dug my fingernails into my hand to try to help me focus. "Hi Geran!" Shit! What was I going to talk about?! "Yes! Everything is...fine! Vince had to...take a leak...with his cock...so I thought I'd call you and see...how my hubby was doing! So what are you...up to?" Fuck! Only twenty seconds gone! 

Vince started fucking me harder. 

Geran replied, "You sound a little out of breath. Did you go to the Lazer Tag thing?"

"YES!! Uhm, Lots of running...and I'm a little... out of breath!" 

"Well, everything is fine here. Celeste has been a complete and total cock-tease like in the good old days. She left a little while ago without putting out. Kinda frustrating." I was barely listening and biting my tongue and lips to stay quiet. Almost down to two minutes remaining. Maybe I could do it if I could keep him talking!

"What did...she say? What was...she doing?" THAT would keep him talking! I felt my victory was in hand.

Geran started talking and I tried to refocus while watching the countdown. I'm going to make it! I'm going to let Vince really have it with MY bet prize. Forty-five seconds to go! Vince can't fuck me any harder! I got this! And then I felt a second cock force its way into my ass and the surface of both heads on the invading cocks felt like mild sandpaper.

"FUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCKKKKKKKKK!! FUCK!FUCK!FUCK!FUCK!FUCK! VINCE! STOP FOR A UHHHHHHHHHHH MINUTE! YOU'RE MAKING ME AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH CUM HARDER THAN I CAN AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH TAKE!!" I was screaming at the top of my lungs in the most intense fucking orgasm I've ever had. I think Geran was saying something but I don't know where the phone went. 

I tried squeezing down on him to make him cum but that just made my climaxes even more intense. Fuck it! I squeezed hard and had an orgasm that made me pass out.

When I woke up I was still climaxing but I felt Vince shooting his loads in me too. I could see his stopwatch. I was out for about an hour and he never stopped fucking me. I felt him pull out and cum running down my legs. He flipped me around so I was half lying on top of him and my face was up near his.

"Fucking hell Vince! What was that?"

He chuckled, "This isn't a 'no power' date so I grew another dick and made the heads of my dicks have the same texture as a cat's tongue. By the way, you lost that bet too."

I got up and grabbed some drinks and a candy bar. "Vince, you have to teach Geran that trick! That was the hardest orgasm I've ever had." I stretched out on the bed and rested my torso on his leaning on my arm. "I hadn't thought about using powers. Although if I reach into my succubus stuff this date may be over very quickly. I just haven't learned how to control it properly. I guess I'll have to settle for being fucked silly on this date.

"Although, you've been working hard and your sweaty body smell is turning me on!" I began licking his chest and worked my way to a nipple. I licked and nibbled and then bit drawing a small drop of blood.

"OW! Hey! Watch the teeth!" He complained. The taste of blood gave me an idea. I grew my little fangs out and nailed his jugular. I started drinking his blood and injecting him with some of my pheromones. I got away with it for about five minutes before the pheromones took effect and he threw me off of him and on my back. I lay there spread eagled and let him ravish me. Since I absorbed his blood I had a little of his abilities temporarily and I made the interior of my pussy and ass have the cat tongue texture.

Five strokes later his was shooting another load into me. I lay under him enjoying the sensations and started giggling. 

He kissed my neck, "What's funny?"

"That cat tongue is way more effective on you than me. Of course, having my nude body under you completely helpless while you fuck the shit out of it can't hurt either. And I'm still lying here spread wide and helpless. You wouldn't take advantage of me again, would you?" I asked squeezing my pussy muscles on him.

He began gently pumping in and out of me. "Mmmmmmm, Vince that feels good. No cat tongue for a while. Just make love to me. Kiss me."

For the next hour we kissed deeply. We made love slowly and passionately and we only used two positions: missionary and me on top. When he finally climaxed he was on top.

He stayed on top of me for a while and then slid off and out of me. I pushed him on his back and snuggled up close putting my head on his chest and licking the sweat off of him.

"Let's watch a little TV and maybe take a nap. Then I will probably give you a blowjob." I murmured.

Vince found a soft core porno and I scooted up and we were both leaning against the headboard munching on snacks and drinking sodas. I gently fondled his body and he did the same with mine. Before the movie ended his dick was buried in my throat and I was happily sucking it. After he came and I swallowed it all I could tell he was falling asleep. I wrapped my hand around his dick and pressed his cock against my face. I drifted off as well.

I awaken sometime later with his erection rubbing over my face. I smiled and looked up at him. "You ready for more?"

He pulled me up to him for a kiss. "Nicole, I can't imagine that anyone can keep up with you. But yes, I would like to go again. It's close to five a.m. I would like you to be on top so I can play with your amazing body."

"I can manage that, but let's throw a new sheet down. This one is soaked in our cum." 

"Yours more than mine. Your pussy is very wet."

"And you like it that way." I grabbed his thick meat and lowered myself onto him not stopping until it was in as far as it could go. I gazed into his eyes while I began humping him firmly. I took his hands and placed them on my thighs and pulled them up my body to my boobs. 

He squeezed them; fondled them; pulled my nipples; and worked them over. He held my waist and pulled me onto him harder as his climax neared. Just as he was ready to blow I stopped and let him calm down. I did that to him five times before I let him have his release.

I kept him inside me while we talked. "Vince, thanks for letting me have a fuckfest with you. I needed it. Before we leave can you double-dick cat tongue texture me into oblivion again?"

He flicked one of my nipples, "I thought you'd never ask! So what was the deal with sucking my blood? You still have your fangs by the way which are cute."

I licked my tongue over them. "It was a spur of the moment thing. But your blood tastes really good! There is a lot of life in it. I figured it might give me an edge in our little 'competition.'

"I really haven't used my fangs much. Geran's blood is the only other blood I've drunk. I suppose I should get more practice. You ever drink anyone's blood?"

"Me? No, no I've never had the desire or the opportunity."

"Does my doing it freak you out?"

"Honestly? It does a little. It's kinda like swimming with a big shark I suppose. It's a thrill but somewhat unnerving." He put his hands on my waist. "Nicole, have you lost weight? Your waist is a little smaller than it used to be. No other parts of your body look like any weight has been lost but you definitely have a more feminine shape due to your waist."

"I wasn't aware of it. With my metabolism changing like it is perhaps I'm losing some weight?"

He kept his hands on me. "You do look more feminine with a narrower waist. Try not to lose anymore though. You've got such a yummy hard body and yet at times it looks so soft." He traced his fingers over my belly and lightly probed my belly button.

"Mmmmmmmm. I like when you explore me. By the way, if you can't wake me after you fuck me unconscious just call Geran to come get me." His fingers were sifting through my landing strip now. "Do you like my little patch of fur? I know the in thing now is to be completely bald but I like the feeling of having the patch there. No fur on my labia though."

He kept feeling it, "I usually like my women bald, but this strip fits you. Don't shave it. It's very soft and not wiry like most pubic hair. Which reminds me. I want to introduce you and Geran to my new girlfriend. She's hot and kinky like you guys so we should have some wild times together."

"I felt your cock twitch in me. Are you wanting something? Or thinking about your new slut?" I teased him.

He smiled at me. "No, I still thinking about the slut I'm inside. I'm going to make you go absolutely crazy. Let me on top."

We switched positions and he began sweating. "Lick and smell my sweat!" I did and kept doing it. I felt myself starting to get incredibly horny.

I gasped at him while breathing and licking his essence, "You're using your own pheromones aren't you?"

"Oh yeah. Can you feel it?" He began thrusting slowly in me and I felt his second cock enter me. I nodded and kept smelling him. "Do you want them bigger?"

"Uh uh just a little mmmmmmmm longer but a good bit AH THICKER!" My orgasms were delicious and rapid. I began moaning loudly and screaming when he increased the girth. Then I felt the cat tongue start. He began really pounding and fucking me HARD and fast. I slipped into a constant state of climaxing and then my orgasms became exponentially more intense. My last conscious thought was opening my mind to Geran's and connecting.

*I love you so much!* Then I was in orgasmic bliss. I'm pretty certain I stayed conscious in my bliss for a few hours while Vince hammered me. I felt him building to a massive orgasm and remember begging him to cum inside me. When he did my own orgasm became even stronger and I passed out.

Undisclosed Location:

The hissing was enraged. Again. "Someone shut that gibbering sack of protoplasm the hell up!"

The second waved an extension of itself and the volume of the insane laughter became almost silent. He looked at his angry partner in their endeavors. "Do you think there is anything more to be gained by having it in our little cabal?"

"NO! It's lost all sanity by choosing that form in this place!"

"I am very tempted to agree. We need its allies and its forces, but we have no access to any of them in its current state. I suppose we could force it to cease its existence in the corporeal form and hope it remembers enough to return in a more lucid and stable form. We have some time. Shall we initiate the process?"

"Yes! The sooner the better! We need all our forces ready for the full moon!"

They combined their sorcerous might and made it happen. It actually occurred much faster than they expected.

The third reappeared. "Why did you idiots wait so long?" His new form radiated power and cold, calculating hatred. "The full moon is fast approaching and you two have been blundering along like eunuchs in a whorehouse. Here is the plan for our preparations for the event. We WILL be ready and you two WILL carry your weight this time." There was a heavy 'or else' hanging in the air.

The other two thought perhaps they were better off with the insane partner.

Mom Interjects Again:

I was very pleased with my two children. They went to great lengths to make me a part of the family. Then Geran disappeared. With some effort I found him in the fortress with one of my daughters. Nicole went on her date and by the time I had found Geran and checked on her she was rutting with the cat creature Vince.

Those two books troubled me. They represented the very darkest of magic and spells. Just one of them could completely disrupt the Apocalypse. Or pervert it until the resulting future was and obscenity and atrocity where even the Elder Gods would fear to walk. 

The legends, if they can be believed, relate they are the dead and bound souls of two dark gods from the beginning of time. There are more of these books and I assume they are also in the Black Library. I had never encountered them in my life, nor met anyone who had so I had assumed they didn't really exist. They were just stories to frighten children.

The issue I had was I did not have the power to destroy them. I didn't know of anyone or any group who could. They belonged back in the safety of the Black Library and I couldn't take them there. The books themselves would prevent Geran from returning them. 

Those two books could ruin thousands of years of the most careful planning. I had to eliminate those books from the playing field. Even the most powerful of weapons has a vulnerability of some sort.

To be continued...



Geran and Nicole Ch. 14



Welcome to Chapter Fourteen. I wasn't certain I'd keep at this book but the encouragement from you has kept me motivated - thank you most kindly! For those of you that keep track of this sort of thing if you take all the chapters so far (including this one) and convert it into a standard paperback book format the story is now up to 458 pages - quite a long first book so thank you again for sticking with me this far. The twins still have a long way to go. 

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Nicole's Story:

The next morning I came home smelling of sex with Vince and had cum my hair and matting the little clothing I wore. Geran came home smelling of sex with someone unfamiliar to me. He looked like he was struggling with post orgasmic super sensitivity. Mom was at the breakfast table looking slightly peeved.

"You two. Shower and then get back down here pronto for breakfast and planning." She went back to reading her newspaper.

We went up to our room and showered together. I stroked one of his cocks. He shuddered, "Give me a little bit. They're still too sensitive to touch."

"I'm sorry. I didn't know. So I really shouldn't do this." I quickly knelt and started giving him an intense blowjob before he could stop me.

His knees gave way and he was groaning on his back trying to work me loose. I mentally told him, *Uh uh. I'm not stopping until it's my face in your mind instead of hers. You only get the best orgasms from me!*

He was cumming in my mouth in less than two minutes and on the verge of going into an orgasmic convulsion before I stopped. I looked at with a very pleased look on my face. "So tell me again who owns your cocks?"

He weakly moaned out, "You do."

"Damn right. Now let's finish and get downstairs before Mom has a conniption fit."

He struggled through his shower gaining strength as he went.

I needed to think of more ways to please him. He's given me so much latitude lately to sow my wild oats. It's hard not to have wild oats being a nympho. 

I stood outside the shower and let the water run off me. I grabbed a big fluffy towel and dried myself; dragged a brush through my hair. I know Geran loves my hair but it's so thick it's hard to brush sometimes. I made it presentable even though it was damp and we made our way downstairs to the dining room.

Mom raised an eyebrow at me, "Too lazy to get dressed?"

I walked past her and kissed her cheek. "No. I'm not lazy. I just like being nude more and more. Do you think it's part of my succubus DNA affecting me? Or is it my nympho side becoming more dominant? Is it something I should work on?"

Mom sighed and took a bite of bacon. "Dearest daughter. You need to have self-confidence. If you like exposing those little bumps on your chest and those scrawny chicken legs then by all means leave your clothes off."

"MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!" I wailed looking myself over. "They aren't BUMPS!!" I fixed a heaping plate not feeling very happy. I looked at Geran. He was smiling at me knowing I was starting to freak out about my body. Well, fuck, how else would an eighteen year old girl react?

I plopped into my chair with a huff and slammed my plate on the table. Mom glared at me and I glared back. I started shoveling the food in and guzzling fruit juices. Mom decided to ignore me and read the newspaper. Fine! I didn't want to hear anymore fucking bullshit anyway.

She gave us a few minutes to eat and was about to start talking when Geran beat her to the punch.

"We've got a little less than two weeks before we're attacked again. Everything I've learned points to the next full moon as the 'go' date. Meister agrees. My questions are:

"One - who is behind the attacks?

"Two - what form of attack is most likely for the next one?

"Three - what's our best defense?

"Four - is there a way to launch a pre-emptive attack?"

Mom stared at him for a moment. "That was a concise summary. We don't have enough information to know the source. They've been extremely thorough in covering their tracks, but by the patterns and resources used there is definitely more than one involved. My Best guess is there are three individuals coordinating. They have also had a big run of luck; both good and bad.

"As the next attack relies on the full moon it would suggest an attack against Nicole.

"Your fortress will be finished before then and it will provide the best defense. She will stay in the most secured room.

"I don't know.

"Anything else?"

I piped up. "Yeah. If I have to go under house arrest soon I want a weekend to play. We should be safe right?"

Mom looked irked. "Everything indicates there will be no attacks until then. Our intelligence is improving rapidly and we're getting close to identifying one or more of them. 

"Our biggest victory will come from them. Any beings of the power level needed to do what they're doing will be paranoid, suspicious, conniving, and backstabbing. It's a matter of time until they become confident enough to begin betraying each other. Their fear of you two and the future you potentially represent has kept their alliance intact thus far."

Geran and I looked at each other. He asked the question we were both thinking. "What do we represent? What are we exactly supposed to accomplish and when will you release the barriers hiding our Horsemen powers away from us."

She answered firmly in a tone that indicated the subject was closed, "The time is not here for that discussion."

She thought a minute and then told us, "Study those books. Go over the defenses in the fortress. Plan your weekend of whoring. Monday the two of you will be inside the fortress and you will stay there for the week ahead of and following the full moon. No arguments. No disobedience either. You'll have plenty to do during those two weeks. Study, practice your fighting and powers, fuck yourselves silly. That's the plan. Finish your breakfast and get started." She got up and left the room preventing any further discussion.

I looked at Geran. "At least she knows we're going to have lots of sex!"

He laughed. "Your nymphomania may be getting out of control."

"Aw bullshit! You love me horny. Especially for your sexy bod! OH!! I've got some tricks to show you to do with your dicks to please me more! Vince had some tricks up his sleeve, or rather in his pants. Wait until you see what else you can do! And I want to try the magic fingers in the pussy thing our new sister did to you! We've got a LOT of new things to try out! We're gonna have soooo much fun tonight!" I was babbling and gushing.

"Geran. Come over here. We need more resources and it's time to teach you a new trick." Mom was back with a very business expression.

He looked at me and shrugged and went to stand in front of her. She put her left hand on his head and her right over his heart and started mumbling in some language or gibberish. Her hands glowed a pinkish gold and then there were three Geran's standing there.

"Two of you need to attack those books. The other can do the other items needed. You can handle three of yourself right now. With practice you will be able to have more clones."

One of the Geran's asked, "Who's the original?"

"You all are. Every twelve hours or so you need to recombine for at least twelve hours to be able to repeat this. Do not abuse this ability and do not let one get killed. I'll be back in a couple of days. I need to get some information from other dimensions. Stay out of trouble." Before we could say anything she vanished.

My mind was reeling at the lusty opportunities of having three Geran's playing with my body for hours. It would have to wait, though. Two of them took the books and 'ported to the fortress. The other looked at me.

"Let's go plan out the next five days or so. We'll try to make certain we cover as much ground as possible and incorporate your weekend." 

We sat at the table and started making a list on his laptop. We talked over all the different loose ends and questions we had and prioritized them. Looking at the list on the computer made it seem extremely overwhelming. It was a LONG list. We argued about some of the priorities. 

Geran no longer wanted to meet Angela. I insisted it was top priority. I finally won my point, but he wouldn't explain his changed position. He was keeping a secret that was eating at him and it wasn't like him at all. We shared everything.

We got the feather left behind when she saved us and placed it on the table. I looked at him, "Now what?"

"I think we should get dressed in our combat gear just in case something doesn't go as it should."

Ten minutes later we were seated at the table again. I repeated, "Now what?"

He looked at me. "I really don't know. Maybe if we concentrated on the feather and tried to reach her telepathically? Maybe we should put a couple small blood blades next to it? Actually, that sounds promising."

We each extended and broke off a small blood blade and set them touching side by side on the table. Geran then placed the feather on top of them. It looked like the feather was glowing very faintly.

Geran took a deep breath, "OK, let's concentrate."

After a few minutes the feather glowed brighter. A female voice came from the feather. "You have my attention but I will not manifest for you. Why are you not in Arkham?"

Geran took the conversation, "We thought we'd be safer in our new fortress. We think Nicole will be attacked by the full moon. We need to be able to defend her and / or find out who's behind these attacks."

"Do not focus all your efforts in one direction. The attack could come from anywhere to either of you. Or both. You do need access to some of the powers you inherited from me. I am over-riding her blocks on your ability to dimension shift, summon, and heal faster. More than that and she will object forcefully.

"I am proud of you both and I worry for your safety daily. There are powers far beyond your imagination stirring to prevent you from performing your task. Others seek to coerce you into creating the future they want."

"What happens to us after we complete the Apocalypse?" Geran asked. I could tell he wanted to ask something else more important.

Angela's voice was softer for this answer. "There has never been a case of any Horsemen existing after and Apocalypse. 

"To answer your unspoken question, I did it to protect you and I would and will do it again as many times as I am able to keep you safe. She put you in great danger with virtually no training or knowledge or access to your higher abilities and expects you to fight and survive. It is the same as asking a newborn infant to run a three thousand mile marathon in less than a day. And yet somehow you are managing it. 

"I am also toughening your flesh and life forces. Mundane weaponry will no longer harm you. Normal knives, bullets, poisons, and the like are of no concern any longer."

Geran asked another question, "What is your relationship with Mom? And what is her name?"

There was no answer and the glow was gone. The feather had turned brown.

"SHIT!" Geran startled me since he cussed so little.

"Hey, it's ok. We got quite a bit in trade for a feather."

"I know, but I'm getting frustrated. We're in a maze with no lights and it seems like everyone is watching us stumble around into walls and traps when they could turn on a light."

"They may not be able to." I increased my pheromones a little to distract him. "I wonder if I can make clones of myself? That would be a good birthday present for you!"

He smiled at the thought. "You probably can, but I would advise against trying until you're out of house arrest. What types of debauchery did you have planned anyway?"

"Well, we're going to miss all the Halloween parties which sucks big time. So it's going to have to be something special to make up for it. I've got some ideas. Let me work on them and show you when I'm done."

He hugged me tightly. "You're getting me hard just thinking about it."

He opened a new file and started typing some new headings. Allies, Friends, Forces, Not Trusted. He began putting some names and numbers under each heading. "Nicole, look at this. I know we've just started, but we need to begin adding to this pretty quickly. Our enemies aren't giving us any slack. 

"We need to spend some time in Arkham and at Miskatonic and try to see why Angela is so insistent we stay there. So far, we've only really seen the Black Library. I'm not even sure I want to be that close to those books. And Meister wants us to visit his half-sister. She could be a decent ally. I'm still on the fence about him. He's helped us thus far, but for how much longer? He has to have an agenda of his own like Mom does. And what if she clones and shape changes and could be Meister and herself and others? Our whole world could be completely controlled by her and we'd never know it."

I was worried. I'd never seen Geran this down in the dumps. "No worries! We tackle one thing at a time and start working down the list. What has the most potential of helping us the most right now?"

He looked over the list. "I see four good places to start, but my instincts are telling me to go see Meister's sister. She's strong like he is and she's a lawyer. I'm assuming he's filled her in on quite a bit."

I kissed his cheek. "Then that's where we start. She's female so with your incubus stuff and my naturally awesome personality she'll love us in no time. One more ally in our pocket! Let's dress nicely, though. Still need to make a good first impression."

As we were dressing we kept discussing how to increase our defenses and prepare to go on the offensive. About an hour later we were ready to go. Geran started heading downstairs.

"Where you going?" I called after him.

"I've never been to this address so I can't teleport there. We're going to have to drive." He explained.

"Should I get my helmet?" I asked hoping we'd take his bike.

"Too cold today. Starting to look like it could snow. There are some freaky weather conditions outside. We'll take the car. Probably the Jag. I want something a bit bigger and heavier around us."

Unfortunately, we hadn't driven the Jaguar in so long the battery was dead. We swiped Mom's keys and took her Mercedes instead.

The trip took a lot longer than we anticipated. Traffic was for shit and we were almost there it started to sleet heavily. When we pulled to the gatehouse at her property the car was covered in a sheen of ice. The guard looked out at us. It was a robot of some sort.

Geran said politely, "The Parker twins to see Jennifer Masters, please." He looked at me and whispered, "Look at all this cool stuff! An android! A real one! And all the high tech stuff!" He was pointing as the numerous cameras and what looked like laser mounts.

I gave him a look that said volumes. My brother the dork. The android spoke in an electronic voice. "One moment please." I supposed it was contacting her. "Thank you for waiting. Miss Masters will meet at her quarters. Please follow the blue lights."

Geran thanked the talking toaster and we followed the blue blinking brick road. On the way we passed ice covered shrubs and statues. We parked under a canopy thing near the front entrance and made a dash to the door. It opened automatically for us and more silly lights led us to a surprisingly old fashioned looking room with lots of comfy furniture, bookcases, a huge TV, and a large fireplace.

Filling and I do mean filling the doorway was six foot seven inches of incredibly built female. Super long legs, muscular build, and holy shit! The size of those tits! I was staring at them even though I don't usually check out other girl's breasts.

She gave me a hug and then Geran a longer one. "Hi Guys! Come on in!" She led us into the room. Jen had an ass to die for, too! I felt very self-conscious and severely outgunned. There was no way I could compete with all THAT!

*Would you stop that? You KNOW you are much better looking and NO ONE will ever one up you in my eyes!* Geran's thoughts interrupted and halted my self-pity party. I felt better.

We went in and she led us down a hallway to another area that was more like an apartment and invited us to sit on a very strong looking sofa. This area was delightfully cluttered. Some mail dumped on the floor. Clothes scattered here and there - some clean, some dirty. Quite a few plants. Cool pictures on the wall. Dirty dishes on the counter and about two dozen empty crushed beer cans strewn about the garbage can. Her aim was lousy. Book shelves cluttered with law books, figurines, other decorative junk. Yeah, some was junk but cute junk. I had felt neutral towards her prior, but seeing her place made me think she would be a cool friend.

She was feeling chatty today. "So what brings my favorite twins by? Can I get you a drink? First snow of the season! Awesome, huh?"

Geran and I spoke up at the same time. He said, "Coke, please?" I said, "A beer would be great!"

She grinned at both of us and walked into the kitchen. "Hey, what do you have planned? We could have an awesome get together today. Watch movies, order pizza, drink beer, catch up. Whattaya say?"

She came out of the kitchen carrying a glass, two tankards, a two liter of Coke, and two pony kegs of really good imported beer. She handed Geran the glass and two liter. She handed me a tankard and keg. She kept the other. She held up a finger and went back to the kitchen and came back with maybe eight big bags to tortilla chips and a huge bowl with about three gallons of salsa.

"Now we're ready!" She plopped in a chair facing us and curled her legs under her. She was wearing a baggy blue sweater and shorts. Her long light brown hair was done up in a ponytail. I put my hair up in a ponytail while she talked. "Before we get into details, you mister," she said pointing at Geran, "Do not get to stare at my tits until at least half this keg is gone!" She picked it up with one hand and waved it at him. 

Geran reached in his pocket and pulled out a C-note and handed it to her. She's no dummy. She put it on the coffee table beside her and asked him, "Retainer?" He nodded. "OK, no problem. We'll have a PRIVATE get together."

"Jen, sorry for barging in unannounced, but it's great to meet you and thanks so much for your hospitality." He began. She interrupted him.

"Yeah, yeah, you want to see me - I know what you want to see - and all that. Get to the point." Yep I liked her more and more. I wonder how hard she could hit?

He looked a little flustered but then got into our recent adventures having me put in my two cents here and there. She waited until we were finished before she spoke. She did take a lot of notes. "OK, here's what we're going to do, the salsa and chips are gone. My keg is only about a third full, so I'm gonna trade with Nicole because she's probably only tapped out four tankards by now." 

I smirked and tossed her my empty keg. Her eyes got very big. "You and me are gonna talk sister. Where was I? Kegs... Oh yeah, I'm gonna order pizzas and four full size kegs and then you're gonna tell me your story a second time and then I'm gonna ask questions. Sound awesome? Of course it does! First I gotta get rid of a lot of beer. There's another bathroom second door on the right. You kids wanna clear off the table? Call me old fashioned but I like eating at the table when I have guests."

Geran and I got up. "I'm going to wash some of her dishes. Don't you have to pee after all that beer?"

I was puzzled. "I really should have to but I don't. I think I'm metabolizing 100% of my intake now. Where should I put this stuff? Some of it looks important."

Jen walked back in. She had changed her sweater for a tank top. "Here, I'll show you." She placed one arm at the edge of the table and swept everything off the other side. "See? All done!" She has a goofy almost dorky grin. She walked over to the huge window. The snow was really coming down now. 




Geran and Nicole Ch. 14



"I changed cause I'm gonna light the fire place. It gets warm in here pretty quick, but it's real cozy. If you guys want cooler stuff I can look around. Or you could strip." She laughed at her joke. I shrugged and pulled off my sweater. Her eyes were riveted to my boobs. "I uhhh. Well, uhm. No problem! But let me just say this: Nicole, you have the most perfect and beautiful hooters I have ever seen!"

I blushed, "Thanks Jen! I was thinking how gorgeous yours were earlier. I just thought it would be easier and more comfortable if I just took off my sweater. If it makes you uncomfortable I'll put it back on."

"Don't be silly! I've seen tons of tits and am not uncomfortable around nudity. Female or male." She winked at me and I knew that comment was directed at Geran. She lit the fire, ordered our grub and we sat at the table going through our story again. Although this time she reversed our roles and had me narrate and Geran fill in.

We finished just as our food arrived. I've never seen so many pizzas! We each grabbed a whole pie and dug in. Geran had some of my beer. By the time Geran had eaten half his pizza Jen and I had scarfed down a dozen pies each. He sat back and sipped his beer. Jen and I kept eating. It took us about two hours to polish them all off and drain a keg each. We giggled and told jokes and cut up like old friends during dinner. Jen and I tried to outdo each other with dirtiest joke. She won - she knew way more than I did. 

We burned the pizza boxes to save her overloaded trash can. And sat around the fire as she picked our brains and questioned both of us thoroughly about things were never thought about. Geran was nervous but eventually stripped his sweater and shirt off too. Jen checked him out like a hungry lion looking at a lame deer. I had heard rumors she liked younger men.

Jen leaned back on her elbows and stretched her long legs onto Geran's lap. "She was quiet for a few minutes. "What are you waiting for? Rub my feet slave!" She teased Geran.

He began rubbing her feet - he's really talented at that - and made certain to let his hands wander as far up as they would go - which didn't even reach her knees. "Damn slave! You are VERY good at that! I might not sell you after all."

He obediently said, "Thank you, Mistress." Playing along.

"Anyway, back to business. I need to sleep on this but my advice is to investigate Arkham and Miskatonic after the full moon has passed. Make certain you're as defended as possible. Try not to overlook anything." She was looking at me for my opinion. I nodded. "This library sounds bad. Stay away from it for a while until you get the other books figured out." She seemed to genuinely like us. That was going to get much stronger very quickly. Geran was starting to release a very mild amount of his pheromones. Morally he had seemed to have a problem with this form of seduction and ally creation. Today he was using it like it was second nature.

"OK, unless you have anything else let's watch some movies. The weather has gotten shitty so you guys are spending the night here. I've got three picked out for us to watch! We'll start with one of the Twilight movies!" I suspected she had several reasons for keeping us over. She wanted to help protect us; she was lonely; and she didn't want Geran to leave. His pheromones were starting to affect her.

She put in a DVD and slid the last two kegs over. I was feeling the last keg and was very comfortable! "C'mere Nicole! Let's sit together and talk about the eye candy in this flick. Geran, you can stare at my tits and Nicole's tits even though she's your sister, and be bored. The next movie will be more your speed! Promise!" She and I had our backs on the bottom of the sofa and were pressed up against each other. 

Admittedly, I thought these movies were retarded as hell and had some of the worst acting I had witnessed, but the guys were hot and in various states of undress.

Jen and I got quite raunchy talking about these guys' bodies and how big we thought their dicks might be. We indulged in some nasty fantasies about sucking and fucking them, Jen was a kinky, horny woman. Two thirds of the way through the movie she pulled her tank top off. She had very thick erect dark nipples. I reached over and began pinching and pulling one of them. All too soon the movie ended and she and I started giggling like crazy. 

I told her, "We need to do this again with no guys and big vibrators!"

She laughed and kissed my cheek, "Absolutely anytime! You have the mind of a slut, Nicole!"

"Thank you! I try VERY hard!"

She untangled herself from me and switched out DVD's. "Come on Geran. You get in between me and Nicole. There's no more comfortable place on the planet! Hang on! We need popcorn." She grabbed the phone and placed an order. Within three minutes four huge bags of popcorn were delivered along with a bunch of gallon bottles of various sodas by more robot things. We got comfortable and dug in. "OK, next one is - are you ready for it? - The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly!"

Geran and I groaned. "A western?" he grumped. I took a massive drink from my keg. I wasn't sure I could walk on my own now.

"Trust me you young philistines!!" She wrapped an arm around Geran. So did I. We each had a naked boob pressed firmly against him. I knew his cock was about to rip open his pants. No idea if Jen had checked out his package.

I was drunk enough to try to embarrass him. "Hey Jen! Geran has a hard on! I think he likes your jugs!"

She smiled. "I know! I've been looking at it!" She reached over and gave it a squeeze and then straightened up. "Now shush Dirty Girl and watch the movie. You'll like it!"

"I fucking doubt it." I mumbled. However, Geran and I both got into it and made comments here and there and thoroughly enjoyed it. Geran especially.

He raved, "That WAS an awesome movie! I can't believe no one has recommended it to us before! A three way duel! I've never seen one before!" Jen looked pleased we had enjoyed it. The fire was dying down and we could still see the snow coming down outside. The dying embers and flickering TV were the only lights and made for some interesting mood lighting. Without the fire the room was cooling down. I scanned around for my sweater.

"You don't need it yet, Dirty Girl." Jen got up and scooted us to the side. She pressed a button on the side of the sofa and it unfolded to a King size sleeper bed. She grabbed a pile of comfy blankets and had me help her spread them out on the bed. "Get in! Geran, you're still in the middle. Nicole on the left - you two take off your shoes, socks, and pants first. Now get in and get comfy." She was clad in her shorts. I guessed she didn't really have many panties that fit but she surprised me by sliding het shorts off and showing us a lacy purple thong. 

Jen furthered our creature comforts by dragging up the popcorn and getting the drinks in reach. "OK, everyone settled? Ready for the last movie? Here is Prince of Darkness!"

I knew Geran was here to seduce and make her the first girl of his harem but I was starting to think of her as the big sister I never had. 

The movie was CREEPY and the last flickering shadows from the fire made it even creepier. We were both holding Geran at the end. I didn't get the ending but Geran did and explained it to me. Guess it pays off to be a dork sometimes.

It was one a.m. and the snow still hadn't stopped. The fire was completely out. Jen switched to a couple of Bugs Bunny cartoons to lighten the mood after the horror movie. By the third cartoon we had all fallen asleep snuggled together for extra warmth. 

The next morning I was awakened by my horny brother slowly making humping movements. His back was to me though so he must be doing it to Jen. I lightly touched his mind. He was still sleeping and having a wet dream although he hadn't cum yet. I figured he was maybe five minutes from spraying a load in his undies and on her back. I snuggled closer and began licking his ear to speed him up. I think Jen was awake but I wasn't certain. After revving his engine I slid out of bed quietly and stealthily and padded to the other side of the bed to see if she was sleeping. Nope. She was wide awake and stroking her clit with one hand and her massive tits with the other. I leaned down and whispered in her ear, "He's sleeping and having a sex dream."

Jen smiled and whispered back, "That is sooo awesome. You think he'll cum?"

I nodded and put my lips to hers. They were softer than I expected. We made out and I let my hands wander over her tits, pinching her nipples hard. Then sliding down and letting my fingers tease her large clit. I pinched it too and then started really rubbing it. She was bucking against my fingers and Geran's cock and moaning in my mouth.

We heard Geran groan loudly and then Jen did too. He sat up looking at us sleepily. "Jen! I am sooo sorry! I didn't mean."

"Hush Geran, she liked it." I rolled Jen on her front and began licking her clean. She was moaning appreciatively. 

Jen said softly, "You ARE a Dirty Girl. That's your brother's cum you're eating!"

"Yes, and it's delicious." I gathered up a particularly large glob of it in my mouth and kissed her and passed it into hers.

When I was done I rolled her back over and told Geran to take care of my new big sister while I took a shower. 

Geran's Story:

I kissed Nicole before she walked down the hall. Jen looked at me expectantly with lust in her eyes. "Don't be nervous Geran, I know I'm larger than you're used to and I'm so tight that any size feels good but my tightness will make you cum pretty fast."

I chuckled, "How big would you like to have? And be honest! Nicole has claimed you as family - something she RARELY does and commanded me to take care of you." I saw her trying to see how big my package was so she wouldn't offend me. "No peeking! Just tell me what you would really like to experience."

"OK, ok! I think I could handle and would like to feel a fourteen or fifteen inch long very thick dick in me. I'm kinda a size queen." She looked a little embarrassed.

"Take off your panties." And she did. She was bald and very wet. I put my mouth between her legs and was still licking her to orgasms long after Nicole came out of the bathroom. Jen was begging me to fuck her.

I stood up and walked over to where my groin was in her face. "Take off my underwear." She reached out and yanked them down. I had two eighteen inch cocks in her face. The 'pussy' one was as thick as my forearm. The 'ass' one was thinner but still formidable. "Oh my God! These are incredible. PLEASE put them in me now!"

I got between her legs and rubbed her juice all over her two holes. I put the heads at her holes. "Are you ready?"

"Oh God, YES!! Just put them in!" She wailed in anticipation.

I grabbed her incredible thighs and shoved forward as hard as I possibly could. I drove both inside her to the hilt. She screamed her orgasm and I was sure the whole Mansion heard her. I started slamming her as hard as I could. She was cumming hard and begging me to go harder. I increased the length to 24 inches and the girth by about 75%. Her head was thrashing wildly and she grabbed my shoulders and pulled me down on top of her body. I took a nipple in my mouth and sucked and bit it. 

She was begging and pleading and promising me anything and everything in the world if I could keep going for five more minutes. I fucked her for five hours before I finally gave her my loads and collapsed on top of her panting like crazy. At the end I had gone to thirty inches and nearly doubled the thickness again. I slowly pulled out and let them flop on her boobs to let her see what had been inside her.

She grabbed them and kissed them both. "Please tell me we can get married or at least live together or you'll somehow remain a part of my life." She was nearly in tears begging me. 

I gave her a gentle kiss, "You have to ask my wife Sweetness."

"Gimme a phone"

"You don't need one. Nicole?" Nicole came over and gently stroked Jen's face.

"What would you like to ask me Big Sister?" Nicole asked softly with love in her voice.

"May I marry your husband, Little Sister? May I be a part of your lives?" Jen asked her gazing into her eyes.

"You already have and you already are." Nicole kissed her for several minutes. She stood up. You two get cleaned up and dressed. Geran's going to have to teleport us to get anywhere today. There's four feet of snow on the ground. I've heard rumors the storm is unnatural. It could be a prelude to the attack."

Nicole was still talking. "The city is gridlocked. There's too much snow for the plows to get through. Not much else to report."

Jen looked thoughtful. "Good day to check out a book."

"Can you order some lunch before you hit the shower?"

"You bet!" She ordered a feast while I get started in the shower.

She joined me after a few minutes. We had fun washing each other and making lover's small talk. We explored each other and have fun. We dried and dressed and went to join Nicole at the table.

She had already started of course. Ribs, burgers, fries, slaw, baked beans, corn, mashed potatoes, and more. Nicole had polished off several racks of ribs and had sauce all over her face. "This shit is good!"

"Nicole, you are a mess! Good thing you're still naked! I can just dump you in the shower. 

"I agree with you. Let's take a break. Could you give us a tour of this place, Jen? I'd like to see it." Nicole looked nervous.

Jen perked up, "Sure thing! That's a good idea! Let's get cleaned and dressed."

Jen was a good guide and showed us all kinds of souvenirs, weapons, technology, and tons of other stuff. 

We gave her the address of our fortress and she began making arrangements to move in immediately. She waved her cell phone at us, "I've got a lot of connections. I lot of powered connections and you need more heavy hitters around you. Want me to make some phone calls so you guys can meet them and decide who you think would be good additions? And yes, there are some hot girls and guys in my list."

I nodded while playing with her huge breasts. "Come over as soon as you can. I want to keep playing with these." I gave her a deep kiss and then kissed each nipple before grabbing Nicole's hand and teleporting back to the fortress.

From the outside, the fortress is nothing to look at. It's an old warehouse from the 1930's that I bought and had revamped. The exterior looked in disrepair but the true structure was strong. The walls were six feet thick with reinforced concrete, special metal plating, and it had a Faraday Cage in the superstructure. There was lead dust mixed into the concrete to provide radiation shielding as well as nullifying any surveillance. Mom had spells and sigils incorporated into the building.

It was also completely self-sufficient. It had solar and wind power generators, hydroponics gardens, and massive water and fuel storage tanks. We had the latest and most powerful computers and self-defense weaponry installed for any normal attacks. The garage was filled with all types of vehicles including urban assault units. Finally, the entire structure was only resting on its location. When I was able to teleport more mass I would be able to move the entire building to any one of a dozen sites being prepared for it across the planet.

Every creature comfort was in the basement including a pool. Our apartment was also there. Below that level was the super shielded room that was not a room for the books and any other nasty items that needed a home. 

It was prepped against anything I could think of at the time and had improvements added from Mom and Nicole. I had a nagging feeling I had overlooked a few things, but hopefully I would fix them before anything happened.

Nicole and I went to the basement to make certain everything was in order. She checked the food levels. We had enough to last for six months, even with her new appetite. 

I checked the sub-basement and was surprised my clones weren't there. Then I remembered the time limit. I created them again and turned them loose on the books.

When I went back to the main basement, Nicole was working on an email. "Read this and tell me what you think." She shoved the laptop at me.

I looked at the screen and read: "Hi Everyone! It's Nicole. I'm sending this email out to everyone from our High School and College classes. Anyone who's ever checked me out and wondered what I would look like nude is getting the chance to find out! 

Friday night is Amateur Night at The Kitty Kat Lounge and I am entering the contest. Mention my name and get in for free and get one free drink! Bring your friends! Come see me dance and strip until EVERYTHING is exposed!

Can't wait for you to see me!

Nicole."

I was rubbing my crotch while I was reading it. I looked at her. "You sure you want to strip for all these people?"

"Geran, my pussy is dripping just thinking about it. I definitely want to do this. If you'll let me and the stripping goes well I'd like to get gang-banged on stage. The thought of all those guys lusting after me and then getting to fuck me in front of everyone else... and then all the cum they'll be pumping into me and on me. Shit! I want to do this very, very badly.

"Besides, who knows what will happen on the full moon? I want to do some of my fantasies before then. You know. Just in case." She looked at me with pleading eyes.

"Nicole, there are few things I can so no to you about and this is not one of them. My cocks are about to rip my pants thinking about Friday night." I pressed the 'send' button and her email went out to hundreds of people. She gave a shout of joy and jumped me and was kissing me all over.

"Thank you! You'll love my routine! I'm dancing to some awesome songs including 'Legs' by ZZ Top. I'm going to be so horny. You have to be right beside the stage so you see me up close."

She looked at me for a moment. "Will you tell me what happened? What's bothering you? Please? Maybe I can help. We don't keep secrets from each other anymore."

I sighed, "Let's sit down so I can tell you about it. Then you're going to get on top of me and fuck me while you tell me about your date with Vince."

She whipped off her shirt making her boobs bounce and jiggle a bit. I sat down and she sat in my lap with her arms around my neck and her head on my chest.

I took a deep breath and began relating everything that had happened at Meister's and the revelations about Angela.

"Geran, that isn't your fault. Angela made that choice. And to be extremely cold and cruel, you better get used to the idea there will be- corpses around us at every turn. That's just how it is. We've both killed and you didn't have an issue with that. You don't need to enjoy it but you will have to accept it." She nuzzled my neck and moved around until she was straddling me.

"Now then, where was I? Oh, yeah!" She ripped my clothes off and then hers. Her cool, soft fingers were wrapped around my cocks stroking them into full erections that she soon impaled herself on.

"Do you want me to tell you how Vince made me cum or do you want to see it in my mind?" she asked starting to slowly roll her hips.

"Both," I gasped.

"Hmmmmm." She put my hands and her tits and leaned forward to begin licking and telling me about her second date.

She didn't play fair at all. She was having tons of orgasms, but she wouldn't let me cum at all. By the end of her story she was riding me hard and moving her body in the most erotic manner she could, making her breasts jiggle perfectly. I was begging her to let me cum and she was being a total tease.

She whispered in my ear, "You wanna cum, baby? You wanna fill your little sister's pussy with your hot jizz? Just like Vince did? Your dirty slut wife fucked another guy all night and let him cum deep inside her slut pussy. I loved having someone else shoving his huge dick all the way inside me. And now you wanna add your load to my slut pussy, too? Beg me. Promise me you'll do anything for me. Worship me!"




Geran and Nicole Ch. 14



I did all she commanded and more. I would have eaten nails and broken glass to just cum. When she finally let me it was like an explosion. I held her hips tightly and rammed myself up inside her as far as I possibly could and unleashed a torrent of cum into her. She came with me. After I finished cumming, I collapsed back into the sofa, completely and utterly spent.

She giggled at me. "You need to build up your stamina. How are you going to handle me much less a harem?" She kissed me and snuggled up against me. We fell asleep together still merged.

Undisclosed Location:

Their screams were silent. Terrible, cruel energies and fires flowed over their forms. The third entity was enjoying its turn at tormenting the other two. All their bodyguards were dead. More than dead; they were mostly liquefied. It had already taken command of the forces the other two commanded and was now attempting to subsume their powers.

Once again the location was filled with laughter from the third. This time it was less hysterical and more malign.

Mom's Story:

I only knew of one place to start asking about eliminating these two books. I was headed there now. It was a long journey to find a place that is lost and I had to navigate all the barriers and traps I had placed to prevent anyone from doing what I was doing. It had been over seven thousand years since I had locked it away in the lost cage. I had forgotten over half of the traps. 

By the time I was standing in front of the cage I had taken a terrible beating from my own traps and spells. I looked into the cage and saw the eyes. They were made of orange and yellow flames and seethed hatred. The eyes were enormous and the creature that possessed those eyes was over six hundred feet tall. It was encased in the strongest of magics and was in agony all the time from the thousands of spike hammered through its body keeping it contained.

I looked into those eyes as they looked back at me. I spoke in a shaky voice, "Hello, Father. Miss me?"

To be continued...



Geran and Nicole Ch. 15



Geran's Story:

I didn't sleep much last night. I spent most of it trying to figure out how to protect Nicole and where the attack could come from. I spent much of the night going over the blueprints and defenses of the fortress. I made absolutely certain there were no ways for anything corporeal to gain access. Non-corporeal entities were much more unpredictable but Mom had left some particularly nasty surprises for them as well. 

Jen, Celeste, and Vince were going to stay with us during the house arrest period. I think Vince was going to bring his new girlfriend and Jen had some friends she was bringing as well. I was going to bug Meister later today for any other suggestions. I knew Vince was working on gathering warriors from his race, but I didn't know how many he had yet or how trustworthy they would be.

I had a few other aces in my sleeve I could implement. Actually, I knew I would implement them as I was not going to leave any avenue unexplored when it came to protecting Nicole. I had tried repeatedly to reach Angela for support with no luck so I could only hope she was watching and ready.

I checked on Nicole again. She was sleeping soundly. It was 3:15 am. I decided to put one plan into action. I teleported to the fortress roof and looked out at the city. It was still blanketed heavily in snow. That would make this more difficult. I had checked out several massage parlors and in-call escort locations. I had wanted them to come to me but the weather dictated otherwise. I teleported to the first escort location on my list and went inside.

Since it was late most of the clients had gone home and most of the girls were still there. I flashed a huge wad of cash and told the Madame I wanted a reverse gang-bang. She took me to a room with a large bed and began rounding up the girls. I told her I wanted every available girl including her. There were seventeen by the time they all got in the room.

I spent the next hour seducing, dominating, and making blood slaves of each and every one. They were now my sleeper agents. They would behave as normal and forget about ever seeing me until I called for them and activated them. It would also give some time for their vampiric abilities to mature without them being aware of it happening.

I was able to hit one more location and add another fourteen girls. Tomorrow night I would try for more. I also planned on going to class today and seeing how many I could take there. The weather would limit my selection.

I 'ported home and showered. Mom had left a few low level demons to take care of the household activities so we had more time for our tasks. I woke Nicole when breakfast was ready. She ate enough for eight people. I knew she was trying to store as much internal energy as possible. We discussed our plans for the day. She wanted to go shopping for her stripper outfit. I had my plans as well. I did my duplication thing and sent one with her to protect her. The other back to the books. And I went to class.

By four pm I was drained beyond belief but I had added another sixty-five girls to my small army. I had worn myself out completely with the constant use of the corruption wave, non-stop sex, and using my vampiric ability to turn them. Some showed more potential than others and they received more power. I was going to have them patrolling the streets around the fortress and take up stations on the roof as well.

I showered again, ate a sandwich, and collapsed on the sofa into a deep sleep until Nicole came home. 

When I woke up it was around ten-thirty at night. She had let me sleep to catch up on my rest. She and Vince were talking quietly in the next room. I got up and joined them.

"Hey Vince, what's the word?" I asked moving behind Nicole and kissing the top of her head.

"Hey Dickhead. I've got about seven hundred cat warriors ready. Your fortress won't hold that many so how about the fifty best taking positions inside and outside with another hundred working an expanded perimeter maybe a half mile in radius?"

"That sounds good. I'm going to have about a hundred sleeper vamps patrolling as well. Plus you, me, Nicole, Jen, and?"

Vince answered. "I'm not bringing my girlfriend here. No offence but she isn't ready for this. Celeste will be here. You know who Jen is bringing?"

"Not yet. She promised to let me know by Sunday at the latest. You go over the blueprints and fortifications? See anything else we can add?"

Vince shook his head. "No, but everything we've thought of they will have thought of as well. Which means they'll know how to neutralize it all if they have the resources to do so. It's a fucking shame you can't move this place somewhere else. Being in the city is a bigger liability than being on a deserted island."

"I know. I can only manage about a fifth or fourth of the mass of this place. Which means in an absolute worst case scenario I take the basement, Nicole, and whoever else is in it and 'port us to a new location. It may not help so we'll play that one by ear. What about you Sweetheart? Any other ideas?" I kissed her head again.

"Yeah, anyone or anything breaches these walls is going to bleed. A lot. We've got some serious preparations and we're more ready than we've ever been. Let's make them pay!" I could tell she was angry and scared. I think we all were.

I looked around at them. "I need some food and then I need a little sleep. We all should get some sleep. Tomorrow night is your big night and some serious bait if they want to strike early, but I think we'll have that covered as well.

"How do you plan to get gang-banged after you strip? They'll call the cops and bust up anything like that."

She grinned, "I made a deal with the owner of the joint."

I got suspicious. "What kind of deal?"

"Well, the owner is a really, super-awesome chick, and is smart and gorgeous and very understanding so she agreed to it."

Vince rolled his eyes, "She bought the place today. She's the new owner."

I burst out laughing. "Good call. You have the troops for the strip joint covered?"

He nodded, "Yeah, but my gut tells me they won't move early on this. They want the moon to help tip the scales and if we could figure out what that means it would help us."

"I agree. After the strip / gang-bang party we're going full turtle." Nicole looked at me in surprise.

"I thought we had two more days after that." She protested.

"So does everyone else. We're going underground early. And we're going to use that time to do as much research as possible and try to figure out what the attack will be. Make certain you've got everything you need, clothes, food, drink, entertainment, porn, whatever. I want us in here with the door locked behind us by three pm day after tomorrow." I finished my sandwich and downed my drink. "Everything that gets brought in here gets scanned by tech and magic. No potential attacks from that direction either. I'm beat. Nicole, you coming to bed or staying up?"

"I'm coming to bed. Vince are you staying here tonight?"

"No, I gotta get back to Valerie. She's gonna miss me for a couple weeks. But if your deadbeat husband wants to 'port me home and save me trudging through the snow again that would be cool." He looked at me hopefully.

"Yeah, you ready?"

"Almost." He went over and gave Nicole a deep kiss and fondled her breasts. "Ready."

I took him to his house. He motioned for me to wait. "Don't worry. We're going to protect her."

I nodded and went back. Nicole was in the bedroom slowly taking off her clothes. When we were both nude we slipped into the warm covers and held each other. 

"Geran, I'm really scared. This sounds like our new home will become a battlefield and it will be christened in blood." She looked very vulnerable.

I held her close. "I don't care if nothing of this place remains as long as you are safe."

I felt her crying quietly for a little while. Then she looked up at me in the darkened room. "Geran? Will you make love to me tonight? No sex or fucking, but just make love to me?"

I answered her by gently taking her fears away for the next couple of hours. We both climaxed together with our minds merged. I stayed on top of her kissing her and keeping her spread wide for me. Eventually I rolled her on top of me and wrapped my arms around her and held her warm soft body against me until we both drifted to sleep.

Nicole's Story:

I made certain Geran slept through the night. He needed his rest more than we needed more bodies tripping over each other outside. I was very excited about tonight and was trying very hard to put all the negativity and paranoia out of my mind and out of Geran's. I had asked Vince to not bring any of it up today. 

I was going to make my husband happy today and then have my fun tonight. And then we had two weeks to play by ourselves if we wanted or with just a few trusted friends if that was what we desired. No classes, no fucking libraries filled with carnivorous books, no assholes trying to cut us to pieces in ambushes. Whatever was coming after me we had everything ready and would see it coming from miles away.

I slipped out of bed putting him a little deeper in sleep. I ordered his favorite breakfast and then showered. I found the outfit he liked best for me to wear and got it ready for later and then slid back under the covers and proceeded to wake him by giving him the best blowjob I could. I didn't stop or even look at him until he filled my mouth with his yummy hot cream. I swallowed every drop and then kissed him good morning.

He returned the kiss. "Nicole, you are amazing!"

"I know. Let's go eat. Wait until you see my stripper outfit for tonight! It's going to make you so hard your dicks won't go soft for a week!" We didn't bother getting dressed yet and had our breakfast in the nude.

After breakfast we lounged around in the pool and then watched some TV. About four pm I kissed him goodbye and went to the strip bar to get ready for tonight. Vince was already there with about thirty cat warriors. I was very surprised. I don't know why but I was expecting to see tigers or lions. These were humanoid people with fur and feline features on their faces. They also had tails and every one was over six feet tall and very muscular. They were strangely erotic and I caught myself staring. 

Vince interrupted my fantasy. "Nicole these are some of the warriors protecting you tonight. This is their captain, Fordicin. Fordicin, this is Nicole."

He extended a lightly furred hand to shake mine. His voice was deep like a big cat purring. "It is an honor to protect you." His slitted eyes held mine.

Vince cleared his throat. "OK, enough of that. Yes, they live to fight and fuck. And they are very good at both, so if you want to add them to your grand finale you can. There are enough of them roaming tonight they can switch in and out and still keep the place under a tight watch. For fuck sake's Nicole! Are you even listening to me?"

I tore my eyes away from the cat people and looked at Vince. "Yep, I'm safe and can fuck them. Or let them fuck me. This is going to be a fun night. I'm going back stage to make certain everything is ready and get dressed and maybe take a little nap." 

Vince nodded and went about his tasks of checking for any vulnerabilities. I did my stuff and reclined on a sofa for a little nap. I hoped Geran and Vince wouldn't be angry with me after I initiated my plan. They weren't the only schemers in town.

Celeste woke me at eight pm. "You need to get ready. You go on stage in thirty minutes. You still going through with it? All of it?"

I got up and nodded. "I have to contribute as well and this gets a whole flock of birds stoned. You know what I mean. You going to show any skin tonight?"

"I thought about it but I don't want to take away from your night. By the time you get to the stage you will be the last contestant and there have been eleven girls ahead of you. I might introduce you in a bikini or something just to give them another thrill."

I was getting into my costume. "You should at least show your boobs. Our classmates lusted after you as much as me. How many people showed up, anyway?" I was having trouble getting my boots fastened.

"There are about a hundred people out there. About two hundred more showed up but the fire code only allows just under a hundred people in the building. You'll have to give a repeat performance in the future. I'd say about seventy-five percent are from high school. The rest from college. About fifteen percent of the audience is female. 

"I like the costume you chose. It is very appropriate for you and you look damn good in it. Your left bracer is a little crooked."

She helped me with my accessories. "How do I look? Is everything lined up and where it should be?"

She looked me over and walked around me. "You look awesome. You're going to cause a lot of premature ejaculations tonight. I'm heading out to do your intro. Knock 'em dead, girl!"

I got into position behind the curtains while the last girl finished. Celeste walked out and began unbuttoning her shirt as she gave me my intro. About halfway through she whipped it off and let everyone see her bare boobs. When she finished the intro the lights went dark and I ran out while she ran backstage. I got into my pose and waited for the lights. Four bright spotlights turned on and focused on me. 

I was standing center stage in a Wonder Woman costume. My legs were spread slightly and my arms were over my head with my wrists crossed. The crowd went wild and I came. The rush from having all these people wanting me was so intense. I loved it.

I began swaying seductively and then starting my routine. I didn't remove anything during the first song, but I made certain everyone was aroused while watching me. The second song I chose certain guys in the audience by the stage and let the undress a piece of my costume. First, was my corset which left me in a bra and thong. Next, I let a guy I kinda knew from senior home room class to take off my bra. He made certain to grope my tits while pulling it off of me.

Then I reclined in front of another guy with my legs facing him and let him slide my wet thong down my legs. He got in a good feel as well. Now I only had on my boots, bracers, and tiara. I danced two more songs just wearing that and made a lot of physical contact with the guys around the stage. Geran got the best deal. At the very end of my routine I grabbed his head and shoved his face between my legs. My juices were running down my thighs and I felt him trying to lick up as much as he could before I shoved him away.

When the last song ended the lights went out and I slipped backstage. The crowd was going insane! I couldn't help myself. I fingered myself to a couple of super quick orgasms while waiting for all the tallying and crap to finish. I won the amateur contest of course. It was highly rigged for me to win and I went out to do my "victory dance" to two more songs. I left the tiara backstage. During those two songs I began to gently allow my pheromones to fill the room. By the end of the second song I was like an avalanche of pheromones pouring over the audience. I had my vampiric essence mixed in and all I needed now was to have sex with each person for them to become my blood slaves and sex slaves. Our little army of sleeper agents was going to get a big boost tonight and I was going to enjoy every minute of it.

The pheromones did the trick. At the end of the song I was swarmed on the stage and had a dick in my pussy and mouth in seconds. Others were groping every inch of my body. Sadly, these were just humans and I had them worked into a frenzy so no one was lasting more than a minute. On the plus side there were enough guys there that I was able to enjoy a constant fucking. It just wasn't with the same guy. Others were jerking off on me. I had cum everywhere after the first half hour. My pussy was leaking cum constantly and getting a new load almost every minute.

After the first hour, I decided to relax and just let them use me. I lay on my back with my legs spread wide and let guy after guy mount me and fuck me. I was having a constant wave or climaxes and they were made more intense knowing Geran was watching me. He had sprayed his cum on me twice so far, but he hadn't fucked me.

The first cat warrior entered me and I knew it wasn't a regular human instantly. My legs were forcibly spread wider and the cock shoved into me was larger, harder, and had the cat tongue texture. I groaned in another climax. Each cat fucked me hard and fast and I felt my boobs bouncing on my chest. They also lasted longer than the humans.

Eventually, everyone had a turn fucking me or getting sucked and round two began. The guys were lasting longer for their second climax and I loved it. I was able to get in some more intense orgasms. There were so many hands stroking every inch of me. My breasts, nipples, ass, and thighs constantly had hands and fingers roaming over them.

Someone flipped me onto my elbows and knees and I began taking cocks that way. I took longer than I thought but eventually they started fucking my ass. I was being used like a complete and total slut. I had become nothing more than a living place for all these guys to fuck. I live fuck doll. I got into the roll and enjoyed the feelings of climaxes and being used.

I had swallowed a ton of loads of cum and had even more spurted deep inside my pussy and ass. My tits were swaying under me as I was fucked hard from behind. Cum was dripping off of my nipples and running down my legs. My hair was thick with spunk. 

And each and every time someone fucked me they became even more devoted and loyal to me. The gang-bang didn't finish until the next morning. Those cat people were insatiable and could go and go and go. When the last one finally finished Geran and Vince got on stage and fucked me from both ends. They switched often and fucked me for a long time. I was a rag doll for their pleasure. They were also too strong to fall under my power which was good.

When they pulled out of me and stood me up I gave them both a hug and kiss. "My pussy is actually sore! That's never happened before." I looked at Geran, "You're cut off Mister. My pussy has had more than enough and needs to recuperate. Wow! It really is sore!"

Of course he reacted exactly the way I wanted and began fucking me again. I protested weakly about how I was too sore and couldn't take anymore. They took turns just fucking my slit over and over until they were exhausted. I felt sated for once. Yeah, my nymphomania was definitely out of control if I had to have sex that many times just to feel satisfied. We could work on it while we were under lockdown. 

I held on to Geran and told him, "Take us home. And thank you for letting me fulfill two more fantasies!"

Geran's Story:

Nicole's strip tease and mega gang-bang was incredibly arousing and exciting. I never thought she could actually let everyone there have sex with her multiple times. She was amazing. However, I fully intended to tackle her out of control nymphomania over the next couple weeks. She was too obsessed with sex. 

I needed to search my own mind. I recalled a time when I couldn't stand the thought of anyone else even looking at her that way. Now I got off on her promiscuity almost as much as she did. We had a lot of things to accomplish in a short amount of time. 

I 'ported us back to the fortress and we all showered and then ate. Everyone was there who should be there except Mom. I was a little concerned, but didn't give it a whole lot of thought. I began the lockdown procedures and the little fortress became as impregnable as we could have possibly made it. 

I gathered everyone together at the dinner table. "OK, people, we are in here for the duration. No one leaves and no one enters for the next two weeks. We've got tons of food and water and entertainment as well as work to do. We have internet access but it is heavily encrypted and scrambled so it will be slower than you are used to. It is also only accessible from the computer room. Nowhere else in here will get a signal.




Geran and Nicole Ch. 15



"There are weapons, personal shields, and alarms everywhere. I want to take everyone on a tour so we are all familiar with how this place works. Any questions?"

Jen spoke up, "In the event of a breach how do we let each other know?"

"Let's start the tour in the next room." There was a table with a box filled with wrist bands. "Everyone needs to wear one the whole time we're down here. If there is any abnormal physical response it will alert everyone. You can also hit the panic button on it and it will alert everyone. It will let us know who and where."

The tour continued for another couple of hours until I was satisfied everyone was at least halfway competent at how it all worked and how to respond to any emergencies.

The rest of the day I let everyone relax and get used to their new home. Several took advantage of the pool. We all had dinner together and afterwards played games or watched movies.

The next morning we began establishing our routines. Combat training, studying, meals, downtime, more studying, more combat training, and after dinner was free until the next day.

By dinnertime the sexual tension had reached insane levels. Jen, Celeste, and Nicole had spent the day in as little clothing as possible and wore nothing while swimming after dinner. In some ways we had lucked out. Jen's friends decided two weeks under constant threat was not their thing and had bailed. I knew after Nicole and I got to them we'd have them as allies.

Vince and I had about as much teasing as we could stand and we each caught the first female in range and began having sex with her. It turned out I had Celeste and Vince had Jen. Nicole was too quick and now was missing out. She decided to take a consolation prize and sat on Jen's face. 

I had been hoping to calm Nicole's sex drive a little and ended up having mine put into overdrive. After I came inside Celeste I swam over to the edge to cool off and regain control. I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned and Nicole was there with me. "Geran? Are you ok?"

"I'm fine. I was wanting to see if we couldn't calm your nymphomania down a little and I can't even control myself. I'm just a little frustrated."

"I'll make you a deal. I will go without sex or masturbation for three days to show you I'm ok and have it under control. How's that sound?"

I leaned over and gave her a peck on the lips. "Sounds like a solid plan. I am tired, though. Would you mind if I slipped off to bed?"

"No, that's cool. I'm going to hang out her for a few more minutes and then I'll join you." We kissed deeper this time and I left the pool, showered, and got in bed. I was asleep before my head hit the pillow. I felt around in the bed. I was alone. I found my laptop and opened the surveillance programs. Nicole, Vince, and Celeste were still by the pool. Nicole was on her back with her legs spread as wide as she could get them with Vince on top of her fucking her pussy forcefully. Celeste was getting fingered and fondled by both of them. I checked the time. I came to bed about three hours ago.

I sighed and closed the computer and went back to sleep. I woke slightly when I felt Nicole get in bed and snuggle to my back. Another couple of hours had passed. I went back to a troubled sleep.

The next day at breakfast I decided to enlist everyone's help. "I know this is going to embarrass Nicole a little, but I need to have everyone help her out a little please. She claims she can go without sex of any kind for three days. So everyone help keep her calm for three days and let's see if she can't accomplish this goal."

Everyone agreed and we went back to our usual routine. After dinner we were all playing a board game when Nicole complained the room was hot and stifling. I went to adjust the air and came back to her pulling off her top. Her nipples were almost giving off an aura of how horny she was. Before I could stop her she unleashed a wave of pheromones and Vince and I were double fucking her. Celeste and Jen were having fun with each other while Nicole had us. I was on my back with Nicole on top of me. Vince was kneeling behind her. She had me inside her pussy and Vince inside her ass and the three of us were fucking frantically. She felt so good and I was trying to get further and further inside of her. 

I don't know how long we fucked her like that. She clamped our orgasms and didn't let us cum until she was satisfied. When Vince and I climaxed finally, we passed out. I figured that was mostly to avoid a lecture.

The next day I proposed a compromise. "How about tonight we see if we can sit in a circle and everyone masturbate while watching everyone else? No touching each other?"

We were in agreement and that evening we sat nude in chairs and watched each other begin stroking and fondling and fingering themselves. Watching Nicole was an extremely erotic experience for me. I hadn't really seen her playing with herself before and the way she was doing it was very erotic. I noticed nearly everyone else was watching her too. Occasionally Jen or Celeste would watch me or Vince, but most of the time we were all watching Nicole. Her moans and grunts were like a siren's song and we were all struggling to stay in our seats. The scent of her wet pussy was filling the room and when her first big orgasm flowed through her all four of us were on her. We all fucked her pretty much all night and most of the next day. 

She had cum running out of her pussy and ass down her sleek thighs. Her body was nearly glowing with sexual satisfaction. She was happy and chipper. 

"That was great guys! Let's eat and then sleep this off!" She told us.

No one else had much to say and she carried the conversation during our meal. Afterwards, we cleaned up and went to bed.

The next morning I tried again, "We've got three days until the full moon. Nicole, can you focus during the next three days and hold off on sex? We need to concentrate on preparations. If you don't think you can I'm going to lock you in the bedroom. One less person helping is better than all of us not working. Wouldn't you agree?" Everyone else was looking at me like I had become a complete asshole. Maybe I had.

Nicole looked sheepish. "I can control it."

For the next three days she did.

On the night of the full moon, Nicole wanted to watch a movie in bed with just me so we bid everyone good night and got in bed. She snuggled up very close and I held her to me. Sometime during the second movie I was nodding off and started to feel my neck itching. When I reached up to scratch it my hand bumped into Nicole's head. I pulled back my hand and tried to lean away from her. She followed me still keeping her head on my neck. I gently probed her with my fingers. She was attached to my neck with her teeth. Her vampire fangs were firmly embedded in my flesh and she was drinking from me. Then I tried to shift her and put her in her sleeping position as I thought she was doing it in her sleep.

I wasn't able to move much and I immediately felt faint. How much had she taken? I tried harder to disengage her from me. I felt her dig her fingernails deeply into my arm and back. She easily broke the skin and I felt her rip deeply into me. Then I heard her growl at me and it wasn't one of her cute growls. OK. I was getting worried.

"Nicole! Wake up! Are you ok? WAKE UP!" I tried slapping her and pulling her hair. She literally ripped the muscles on my arm free from the bone! FUCK! What was going on?! I was really shoving Nicole now and trying to dislodge her from my neck.

I tried reaching into her mind but found barriers that I couldn't penetrate. One last attempt - I got ready and punched her ear. Right then Nicole decided to rip her teeth out of my throat without letting go.

Her howls deafened me. I saw something unclear. My vision was fuzzy from blood loss. It looked like Nicole but bigger and ferocious. Her talons raked across me and she jumped out of the room. I looked around and thought 'Man, that's a lot of blood. I wonder where it came from.' Then I slid into darkness.

I woke up to more pain. Mom was slapping my face hard. "Wake up Geran! This is important!"

"I'm awake! Where's Nicole?" There was blood everywhere. I think it was mine.

"She's run away. I grossly underestimated her - again - and the restraints I put on her have all been broken. The attack happened weeks ago and just now manifested itself. We were looking outside when the threat was inside. I'm sorry, Son. We all fucked up."

I interrupted, "Wait, what restraints? What has happened? I'm still a bit woozy from blood loss."

She put her slashed wrist in my mouth. "Grow your fangs and feed while I explain. We don't have a lot of time." I bit her and began replenishing my own supply. Mom's blood was almost electric it had so much power in it.

She was talking quickly. "Nicole's succubus and vampiric sides have taken over her body. Her personality has been attacked and beaten into a corner of her mind to watch while these mindless powers play. Make no mistake though, her powers are formidable."

I stopped drinking and asked, "She's no match for you though, right?"

"No, she isn't, but we have to find her and I need you as bait to get her to show herself."

I stood up. "I'm ready. Let's go get her. Is this innate or have some of the books from the Black Library infected her?"

She kissed my forehead. "It's entirely innate but some of those books could have weakened the barriers and helped instigate this. Go shower quickly and put on clean clothes. This will be VERY dangerous for you, but I will protect you as much as possible. Go!"

I ran upstairs and washed off the blood and grabbed a shirt and jeans. While I was in the shower I ran her answer through my mind over and over. She wasn't outright lying to me, but she was hiding something important. What? What happened a couple of weeks ago? 

It hit me like a bolt of electricity. When Mom and I were making love Nicole was inside her mind trying to control her succubus side. Mom's succubus powers must have supercharged Nicole's succubus side. The sex was a relief valve and the lack of sex for three days let it build up an immense amount of power until it overwhelmed her personality. The perfect combination of events. Someone or several someone's knew us extremely well to predict how we would react.

I found my boots and ran downstairs. Mom had the car warmed up and idling. I hopped in and we headed for Newark. 

"Why this direction? Can you sense her?" I asked putting on my shirt and boots. She didn't say anything; she just pointed. There was a small pillar of smoke about five miles away. "You think she's creating mayhem? Wouldn't she just be looking for food? Or sex?"

Mom looked worried. "She might be. She might also have resistance. You would be much more likely to sense her than me. You don't have anything do you?"

"No. I know she's out there but I couldn't tell you where." I told Mom my theory I had come up with in the shower. She was silent a minute and then glanced at me. "You always did have a very intuitive mind and could see more than most. You're right. On all of it. Let's theorize later. First order of business is to find her. And get the fortress repaired. She made a massive hole in the building when she escaped. Your friends tried to stop her. They're hurt but will heal."

We got to the smoke in a few minutes. No Nicole but it looked like she could have been there. There were a bunch of rubberneckers and the emergency response hadn't shown up yet. I hopped out and starting asking what had happened. People said devils, demons, monsters and all sorts of other bullshit. At least they all pointed the same direction when I asked which way she went. I took to the air heading off at top speed.

*Mom! Track me! Should I call out to her?* I asked.

*Yes. She might respond.*

"*NICOLE!!*" I tried yelling and giving a mental shout. I didn't know if it would work or not. It didn't. Mom kept searching on the ground and I stuck to the air. We both kept checking news reports and social media. I called Celeste and Vince and got them to help search. Vince's sense of smell might help more than anything. Unfortunately, he said she kept changing her scent and he lost it several times.

No luck and I returned to the car. She sped off in the direction everyone pointed. As we passed a small side road an armored truck came speeding across the intersection. It was traveling at over eighty miles an hour and hit the side of our car like a missile.

I woke up sometime later in the back of an ambulance getting ready to haul me from the scene to a hospital. I began struggling. "MOM! MOM?"

She poked her head around the back of the ambulance. A cop was following her asking questions. "Good, you're awake. Can you stand? You've got several broken bones and a severe concussion. If you can stand I can get us back so I can heal you."

I had to make three attempts but I stood. Then we were back at the fortress. She immediately did her healing thing to me and we got out a map to try to trace her path and determine where she was going.

"There was no driver in that truck," she said quietly. "What about this area?"

"So the attack is to keep us from finding her. We must be under constant surveillance. I don't think she'd go there. I don't see enough places for her to hide and still have good escape routes."

"I am going to start casting some anti-scrying spells to mask our movements. They really caught us with our pants down. We may as well throw a dart at this map. I cannot predict her movements."

I looked up at her. She seemed very drained and tonight's ordeal wasn't enough to explain it. She held up a hand stalling my question. "It's not relevant right now. Make your best guess with the map while I provide us a shield from spying eyes."

I would really like to say we homed in on her right away and cured her in a few minutes. The truth is twenty three days later we were still searching. I had used almost all the vials in my watch and had barely eaten or slept since she left. This was the longest I had ever been away from her and I was lost. Her absence and the stress and attacks made me burn through my vials faster.

We found where she had been over and over but there was no pattern to her movements. Over eighty slain people so far. All were drained of blood, mutilated, some were shredded, and quite a few partially eaten. And we were having a hell of a time keeping the murders off the radar. Jen was providing cover on the legal end and keeping us out of notice. 

Mom's spells kept most of the attacks at bay, but occasionally they got lucky and we ended up in a nasty fight. They weren't holding back at all. They had an army and were throwing it at us every chance they got. Vince was using his cat warriors to help search. Nicole found over half of them and literally fucked them to death. Mom explained she replenished her strength by absorbing their life force during sex. Or when she ate them. Or drank their blood. Vince lost over seventy warriors to her.

I studied every attack on a map to try to figure out where she could be hiding or where she could strike next. I had never seen any person have such a random pattern.

Then I got the text. It came at about four a.m. after we had called it a night. I was exhausted and hadn't thought straight in days.

G. Help me! N. Sheep's Meadow. Come alone. I can't face anyone else.

I was out the window and teleported to Central Park. I got to Sheep's Meadow and started searching. I was counting on Mom tracking me but didn't reach out to her as I had no idea if Nicole was tapping my thoughts. *Nicole?* I called mentally for several minutes before I heard her reply.

*Over here. By the pond.*

As I headed towards the pond I caught a glimpse of a creature lunging at me at incredible speed coming from the side. Its horns went straight through my gut and then pulled out. I felt two clawed hands rip into me and throw me to the ground. It landed on my chest and grabbed my head. She slammed the back of my head against a rock. I felt the warm sticky spreading in my hair. 

"Hi Lover! You miss me?" Nicole was unrecognizable. Her talons were holding me still. I tried grabbing her and throwing her off. She didn't budge. I tried hitting her but she grabbed my wrists and giggled. I couldn't believe how strong she was. "I missed you! By the way, I'm hungry!" She lunged forward and sunk her fangs into my throat. Her teeth started crushing my esophagus while she giggled. 

*Nicole. If this makes you happy then take my blood. I love you.* I felt her hesitate just a little. That hesitation saved my life. Then the night turned into day and the sun passed in front of me. Energy filled me and I looked around to get my bearings. Celeste was there blasting Nicole who was getting back on her feet and shrugging off the blasts like water. 

Mom jumped into the fray and leaped directly on Nicole's back and forced her back to the ground. Nicole's face was buried in the thick grass. I figured it was over now. Then I watched as she turned her head to the side and gave a vicious smile with grass in her teeth. 

Nicole reached behind her; grabbed Mom by the ankle and threw her forty feet through a tree. Literally. The tree broke in half as Mom hit it and kept going. The word impossible lost its meaning to me just then.

Celeste and I tackled Nicole. I just wanted to give Mom a chance to get back in action. I hammered on her mind with mine. I felt Mom slip her mind through mine and went straight into Nicole's. I watched her try to shred Nicole's succubus persona and keep hitting.

I punched Nicole in the jaw to keep her down. I was wheezing like a broken accordion due to the wounds on my throat. Her mind started fighting back and hit Mom like a freight train. I glanced back and saw Mom stunned on the ground. During that split second Nicole grabbed me and hurled me about thirty feet. I bounced to a stop banging on rocks and dirt before crashing into a large oak tree.

Mom was getting to her feet and jumped on Nicole and started hitting her hard. Nicole stood up with Mom still hitting her; grabbed her by the shoulder and groin lifted her over her head and slammed her down on her knee. I heard Mom's back break from where I was lying. Nicole then reached down and punched her talons through Mom's stomach and ripped out a huge handful of intestines and threw them in Celeste's face who was coming at her.

Celeste made contact but had blood and guts in her face so I know she couldn't see clearly. Nicole and Celeste were tangled up now but Celeste was losing. THINK! I can't beat her physically. How could I get through her defenses? I suddenly had an inspiration. I hit her with the corruption wave and made it as powerful as I could. Her erogenous zones became super sensitive when I used it on her. I got her attention and she made a beeline for me. I was shaking and hoping this would work.

When she reached me I lashed out with my boot and connected with her clit. She doubled over and crashed into me with her talons slashing blindly. I had my arms outstretched to my sides with my hands flat. I brought my hands towards each other as hard as I could and hit her ears simultaneously as hard as I could and let loose an energy blast into her ears at the same time. Her scream deafened me and shattered every street lamp in range. Nicole collapsed.

I checked her cautiously. She was unconscious! Mom was by my side then. She grabbed Nicole and teleported away. I got a fleeting message from Mom. *Go home and wait.*

I found Celeste. We were both pretty battered and bloody. I teleported us to my bathroom; we undressed and washed the dirt and blood off and checked our wounds. I had several deep punctures that would take some time. I had trouble breathing due to my neck wound and the adrenaline was wearing off. Celeste had some broken ribs and a broken arm. 




Geran and Nicole Ch. 15



Celeste and I didn't say much to each other. I think we both hurt and were frustrated and couldn't understand how Nicole could take all of us on and beat the living shit out of us without breaking a sweat.

We bandaged each other and went into my bedroom to rest. She got in the bed where Nicole usually sleeps and drifted off in a few short minutes. I noticed some stuff on my desk I hadn't seen earlier.

I sat and looked at the items. There was an ornate silver box about the size of a shoebox and an envelope with a 'G' on it. I recognized Mom's formal script. The box was locked so I opened the envelope. Inside was a short note, twenty one hundred dollar bills, and a small silver key. I used the key to open the box. Inside were a dozen glass vials. Six were filled with a rich red fluid and six were filled with a clear fluid. I picked up the note and read it.

"Son,

I have taken Nicole away to train her to control her succubus and vampiric abilities. She must have this training now or we will lose her. I estimate the training will last between six and twelve weeks E.R.T. I have left you vials of her blood and vaginal secretions for 'sentimental' reasons while she is gone. She can have no contact with anyone other than myself during this period.

The time will be difficult but I know you will persevere and survive this. I have left you currency for essentials.

Use this time wisely. Practice everything and prepare for your sister's return. Go to school. 

Mom"

No contact with my soul for six to twelve weeks. I had no way of tracking them. E.R.T. stood for Earth Relative Time so they were in another dimension where time flowed differently. I assumed it would be faster which meant Nicole would be away from me for twice as long as I was away from her most likely. 

I sighed heavily and secreted the box in my closet and the key and envelope in the safe under my nightstand. If I lost the vials it was game over for me. 

I pulled the curtains closed and got in the bed next to Celeste. I would have held her but I knew that would aggravate her ribs so I contented myself to face her and watch her sleep until I drifted off as well.

Nicole had revealed Celeste's alternate form to me a while back. She was a minor Horseman: Justice. In fact, her full given name was Celeste Justinia - Heavenly Justice. The problem with her abilities as I understood it from the research I had done was Justice was a variable. Her powers waxed and waned constantly based on her environment. As the number of corrupt grew around her, her abilities grew more powerful. As the number of non-corrupt rose, her abilities became less powerful.

The 'corrupt' however could be events or people. She had the ability to increase and decrease her sphere of influence to draw on more power, but to date she had not figured out how to do that. Once she learned that and could increase her influence to global she would be a first rate power. Of course, Nicole and I didn't know how to use our powers either and we were Major Horsemen.

Thinking of Nicole depressed me. I tried to concentrate on Celeste some more. She and Nicole looked like they could be sisters except Celeste was about six or seven inches taller. They looked more related that Nicole and I did. Eventually sleep overtook me.

I awakened in the late evening and felt disoriented. I had trouble remembering where I was and even who I was for a moment. Lying still I let my mind stabilize and tried to determine why I was having this issue. It finally occurred to me it was because Nicole was not anywhere I could smell, feel, or mind touch. We had such a powerful dependence on each other it was like half my soul and mind were gone. Even when she was in her succubus form she was still fairly close by and our souls and minds still touched on a subconscious level. Now there was a void. 

I looked around and saw Celeste was still in bed but awake and watching me. "You are only about half alive with her gone aren't you?" she asked.

"Yeah. How did you know?" My voice sounded hollow and still a little raspy from the fight.

"Your aura is greatly reduced. The vibrancy from her is missing. You don't seem ... real." She looked disturbed.

She got up and very gently stretched. Then she walked around to my side of the bed and kissed me gently and then with more passion while taking my hand and placing it on her very firm breast. She stopped and pulled the covers off of me. "Look." She pointed at my groin. "You only have one penis and it's human normal size and you aren't erect after looking at me nude and a kiss and feeling my tit. You need to spend some time building up your own soul to be able to function."

"How do I do that?" My head was still fuzzy.

She looked irritated. "No clue. You've got all those books. You ever come across anything in them that might help?"

I tried to focus and concentrate. "I think I remember something in one of them about how to 'exercise' the soul and strengthen it for astral travel. I need to find that book." I got up and headed for the third closet and palmed the lock to open it.

She put her hands on her hips and was giving me a slightly hostile look. "You know her getting possessed is your fault."

"Huh?"

"If you and her weren't do dependent on each other you both would have stronger souls. If her soul had been stronger she wouldn't have been taken over so easily. Something to think about when she gets back. Any idea when that will be?"

"Uhm, yeah. Mom's note said six to twelve weeks. Thanks for making me feel better." 

Celeste looked more sympathetic now. "That's a long time for you two to be separated. I'll help you as much as I can, but we aren't married - yet - and I still have obligations away from you. I'll call Vince and the two of us should be able to help you learn to walk again. I don't think we need to get any others involved as we don't need to advertise both Nicole and your Mom are off-world."

She found my cell phone and dialed Vince while walking out of my room. I assumed she was going downstairs to eat. That wasn't a bad idea. I got up and followed her.

We fixed sandwiches and talked to Vince. He was tending to broken bones as well and said he'd see us tomorrow at school.

Celeste and I got out my laptop and started working on a schedule for me so I could keep track of what I needed to do when until my mind improved. We came up with a lot of things I needed to take care of. After she helped me make my list she took some of the money and went grocery shopping for me. I knew what I needed to do next.

I found my phone and texted my newly discovered sister. If anyone knew about strengthening the soul it was her. I told her briefly what I needed.

Her reply was immediate. She could help easily but what was in it for her? We had an odd friendship. She always insisted on a trade with me. Or sometimes she came and took what she wanted as 'future payment.' 

Sometimes it was sex. Sometimes she would take something of mine that caught her eye. Sometimes it was a favor of some sort. I never knew what she would be in the mood for. I texted back and told her whatever she wanted.

Life slipped into routine faster than I thought it would. Hours became days became weeks. My days became filled with school, soul strengthening, spell practice, calisthenics, and other small chores. Darkspell as my sister liked to be called and Celeste slept with me on occasion. Vince stopped by with Valerie for dinner several times.

I had discovered some spell combinations that created some catastrophic effects. I decided to call one combination the Dragon Slave after Lina Inverse. It had about the same effect. Another created a pretty invulnerable shield over mind and soul. I figured that one would allow me access to more of the Black Library. I would like to swipe some of the more powerful tomes.

I have to admit I did a good job on perfecting a healing spell that augmented my own abilities. I was going to use it on Nicole when she came back as well. I wondered if sorcery was where I should be focusing though. I felt I should be working more on being Conquest or demonic, or vampiric, or even angelic. 

Week ten came and Darkspell stopped coming by. She had other priorities in Limbo. I started fixing larger dinners and cooking Nicole's favorites in case she and Mom came home. I had fresh flowers delivered every day for Mom's bedroom, the living room, and Nicole and my bedroom. 

Week eleven came and when Celeste came by she commented, "The place smells like a florist. You want me to help clear some of these out?" She asked undressing and getting into my bed.

"Just the dead ones I guess." We lay together in the darkness. "You think tomorrow will be the day?"

Celeste sighed and snuggled up to me. "I don't know. Maybe." We drifted into sleep.

Week twelve. I injected my last vial directly into my carotid artery and let Nicole's essence flow through me. It made me feel a little closer to her. The fortress was filled with flowers now. I had taken to arranging them into patterns by room. I kept fixing dinners large enough for Nicole and Mom. The Demon house helpers were disappointed they weren't cooking. Sometimes Vince and Valerie came by to help eat the extras.

I had about three days left on my last vial when Mom returned. I was in the shower and she teleported in with me scaring the living snot out of me.

She laughed. "Sorry Geran. We are back, but you need to know some things before you see her. 

"She is in control of her abilities now and has integrated them successfully into her persona. Nicole's succubus and vampire powers are much stronger than mine - probably more powerful than anyone ever - but there are limits as to how far she can push them. If she went full power with them she could become that creature again and maybe not return.

"She chose a name for that entity - Lust. You must help her learn how far is safe and not to go beyond it. Part of that will need her Horseman powers to be more manifest. If she goes into her Lust persona it is highly possible another War could be born and strip her of her Horseman powers entirely.

"She can go back to her full sexuality without worry. However, she must retain control and restraint when using her succubus abilities. Nicole can use her vampiric abilities with no issues. 

"I would highly recommend you contacting Angela. Both of you need to activate and learn your angelic abilities sooner rather than later. I am of the opinion they will help keep her from becoming Lust again.

"When you two have finished reacquainting yourselves come see me. I will give you the means to contact her. Any questions?" She finally finished.

I hugged her and said, "Thanks Mom. I'm glad you're back. It's really safe for her now?"

"Yes. Now go! She's waiting."

I got dried off and nervously entered the bedroom. She was standing in front of me looking equally nervous. She looked a little older. Her hair was a bit longer. I walked up to her and held her tightly. She held me back and we stayed like that for a long time.

We must have fallen asleep. I woke up feeling better than I had in a long time. We were still holding each other but more intertwined. We felt complete. We stayed that way for several hours each reviewing the other's experiences for the last twelve weeks. 

Nicole had undergone a great deal of mental, emotional, and physical torture. She was definitely more powerful and 'whole' though. I felt her toying with my vampire abilities. I was getting her lessons without the torture which was a great benefit.

I took her to bed where we made love, cried, laughed, slept, and stayed in constant contact with each other until we needed to get up.

Undisclosed Location:

The third entity was torturing the other two cruelly and thoroughly. They were being driven mad from the constant pain. It had decided the failure was their fault and intended to make them pay for losing the best chance they had for killing the twins. If only she hadn't contacted her brother at that time. If she had waited a few more days he wouldn't have been able to respond and would have died. Then the daughter would have become feral and the Apocalypse would be delayed for centuries if not millennia. 

It turned away from them and kept analyzing why the girl had made contact. What had pushed her to do that? There had to be another power out there somewhere that had influenced her. The three had lost hundreds of pawns attacking HER and her son. Even more luring the daughter away from them. It had been an extremely expensive failure. And if not for one small event it would now be celebrating a victory over HER.

It turned back to resume torturing the other two and found it was alone in the room. They had escaped.

To be continued...



Geran and Nicole Ch. 16



Welcome back to the story! I apologize for the hiatus I took between volumes. I had some health issues and had to take a break from writing. It will take a bit longer between chapters than the previous ones and this one isn't that long so more apologies. I will try to get my dead ass busy on the story.

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Geran and Nicole – Chapter 16

Volume Two: Building an Apocalypse

Center for Disease Control – Atlanta, Georgia, United States. Office of Infectious Diseases.

"New one is confirmed. We're designating it as Ebola-152310-A. Very communicable and deadly. The incubation period is eight days."

"Confirmed and added to the database. Containment protocols are in place and it is currently controlled."

"Got it. Good job. Incidentally, who got this one?"

"Who the hell do you think?"

Several people groaned and complained. "Seriously? Stevens nailed this one, too? That makes what? Four damn diseases in a row? The guy is planting the diseases."

"Yeah. The man who never takes time off somehow got to a place in central Borneo; planted a brand new disease that he created; got back here without anyone noticing; and then won the pool."

"Well... he's got the most extraordinary luck of anyone I've ever heard of. Or he's figured out how to predict the outbreaks."

"Yeah. Shit. There's over six grand in the pot this time. Where is our lucky Deputy Director anyway?"

"Got called into the Director's office."

CDC – Office of the Director:

The Director was standing with his back to the room gazing out the large window. The fall foliage was in full force creating a tapestry of colored leaves outside. He sighed and sat back down at his desk. Looking across at the thin man seated in a large leather chair he collected his thoughts. "Stevens, this is the fourth brand new disease you've predicted. We need to know how you're doing it. If you've cracked some sort of code that shows the socio-communicable pattern of how a disease is formed or mutated we need to put that into a program so for once we can get ahead of the game. You even knew what strain it would be."

The thin man looked bored. "Mr. Acker," he began.

"James. Not Mr. Acker." The Director interrupted him.

"Of course. Sorry. It's not that difficult. I gave the IT team my algorithms weeks ago and they ignored them. The information is already at your disposal." 

Acker pressed a button on his phone, "Darlene, get Addams from IT up here post haste please." He stared at Stevens for a moment.

Stevens broke out in a huge grin, "That's not the real reason you're upset, is it? You're ticked because you listened to everyone else telling you the betting pool was a sure thing this time and there was no way I could possibly win four times in a row. How much did it cost you?"

"Asshole. Five hundred. Yes, that does irritate me. It irritates me more that you could figure this out and no one else could. I don't like you Stevens. You give me the creeps the way you play with diseases like they're your pets." Acker was quiet for a while and continued to glare at him.

Stevens broke the silence first. "So what do you intend to do about it? You can either let me do my job and help make the CDC one of the most effective and efficient actual disease control organizations or you can fire me and prove the CDC is just as petty and useless as every other government organization. So which one will it be?"

"Your job is safe. For now. Get out." Acker was fuming.

Stevens left and went back to the Infectious Diseases floor. He waved at his team, "Hey guys, where's my ill-gotten gains? Daddy needs a new ... well, I'm certain I'll think of something." 

His executive assistant Sarah handed him a thick envelope filled with cash. He opened it and fanned through the notes smiling.

"That makes such an awesome sound! You guys want to go double of nothing on the next one? No? No takers? Well, shit." He strode into his office with Sarah in his wake listing off his meeting schedule for the day. She closed and locked his office door; began undressing while finishing telling him his schedule. 

"Cancel Martin's meeting and see if Jhopur can have lunch with me today." He was also undressing. His thin body was oddly muscular. He admired Sarah's nude frame as she lay back on his desk and spread her legs widely for him. As he moved into position she reached towards him and grasped his huge erection and guided it towards her wet pussy. She closed her eyes as he entered her and began fucking her in a smooth rhythm much like a jogger attaining his stride. 

She knew there was no passion in him towards her. She was an alternative to masturbating for him, but she let him as the orgasms overtook her senses for the next hour until he came deep inside her.

When she came out of her post coital haze he was already dressed and gently stroking her breasts. Sitting up she felt his cum dripping out of her. "Dane, why do we do this every day? You make me feel great during it, but afterwards I feel so hollow. I could be anyone lying on your desk. Or even the desk itself the way you act. I can't do this anymore."

He looked at her for a moment. "No problem, we won't. Thanks for ride and don't forget to see if Jhopur can make lunch today." He handed her a towel.

She wiped their combined cum from her thighs. It always had a slight greenish tint to it, but even though she had insisted he be tested he showed absolutely no signs of any disease. 

Sarah dressed and left his office. Dane reclined in his chair and stared at the ceiling lost in thought. He didn't want to lose his job. Yet. Acker was going to look for any excuse to fire him now though so he had to find a way to eliminate that risk. Then there was the matter of those two kids in New England. He thought he had a couple more years before they found him and the wheels really were put into motion. 

He sighed. Too many things to consider. First things first. He activated a small portion of his powers and caused several cancer genes in the director to activate and metastasize. He would be gone in a week. Feeling better, he made reservations at one of his favorite restaurants and told Sarah to call Jhopur with the information. He knew Jhopur would meet him. He'd drop anything if Dane said he wanted to meet. It was nice to be rich and powerful.

Maybe he'd go horseback riding this weekend...

Angela Tells Their Story:

I do not enjoy communicating with the mortal realm and only undertake this endeavor out of necessity. 

It took them a little while to realize they were living ordinary lives for a while due to transferring to Miskatonic and being in a completely new environment. 

True to his growing paranoid self, Geran set up multiple residences for themselves. They had dorm rooms on campus with roommates, an apartment off campus, a warehouse two blocks away converted into a residence, and a farm with plenty of acreage to the northwest in a small town called Dunwich. He had the fortress stashed in a glade of trees close to the farmhouse.

Their demonic selves continued to dominate their libidos and intercourse was a favorite activity for them. Geran's drive was catching up to his sister's. 

I had insisted they go to Arkham due to its unique properties. The walls of reality were very weak there and gods long since dead had taken away the ability for any mystical energies to function in that area. It was a prison and burial site to many ancient, ancient, entities and due to magic not working there they were trapped until technology had sufficient power to awaken or destroy them. 

Geran's Story:

The next few days were fairly uneventful. Nicole and I spent as much time together as we possibly could. Mom gave us time to be together for about a week and then cornered us.

"Well, forget that for a while. What's the plan for today?"

"We're going to move to Arkham and enroll in Miskatonic University. Within the next few months I should be able to teleport the whole fortress there. I already bought a huge farm and land and am having a section reinforced to support the weight. It's called Whateley Farm I think. 

"Unfortunately, the farm is not in walking distance to the college so I also bought a small warehouse two blocks from Miskatonic and it's being converted to our living needs and we can easily teleport from there to the farm.

"Then, we're going to figure out how to find Pestilence and the vibro-girl."

She looked concerned, "You think there will be more attacks soon?"

I shook my head. "I don't know why, but I think we're safe for at least a month or so. I do want to enlist Meister's help again and swipe another billion or so from the Asian and South American drug lords. We're going to need the money to acquire more landing spots for the fortress."

In late August Nicole and I became the newest transfer students to Miskatonic University. We quickly discovered we were almost invisible. 

It irritated Nicole much more than me as she had become an extreme exhibitionist and loved the attention. She had to go out of her way to be noticed and then it was mostly by the human population of Arkham which I estimated was about thirty percent of the total population.

Since it was still late summer she did take advantage of the warm weather to wear some of the most revealing clothes she thought she could get away with. After a week of being ignored she gave up and began wearing what I would call normal college girl clothes. She still looked great, but barely anyone noticed her.

Arkham was home to more non-humans than we had ever known existed. We made many new friends although we mostly had to stick to the humans as they at least remembered us. We got involved in weekly activities like poker, war-gaming, movie nights, and other typical college stuff. She had about ten girls she would hang out with and I was close friends with about six other guys. We really reverted back to our "human" lives that seemed another lifetime ago.

Arkham was home to many dimensional rifts and graves of otherworldly things that should never be disturbed. The region itself was a magical null zone so no one could use mystical methods to awaken these ancient god-like entities. 

Dealing with a null zone got confusing. Our innate abilities still worked and apparently they weren't magical in nature. For example, I could still teleport and we both could fly. I could actually cast spells, but they had no effect. Out on Whateley's Farm, my spells had about 1% of their full power so that became the best place for me to test my strongest sorceries.

There was definitely something buried deep under the farm. We could feel it's alien touch in our dreams from time to time. Nicole and I tried to ignore it as much as possible. 

We spent our time going to class, practice fighting, spell casting, studying the books from the Black Library, being domestic, and of course fucking each other into oblivion. Nicole was getting a little antsy and wanted to start playing the field, but it was difficult with the anonymity we had gained. It didn't bother me as much until the second week of class when I noticed a blond girl in my socio-political dynamics class. I was sitting in class looking at the curves of her body and beautiful long wavy hair when my buddy Jim nudged me.

"Dude, the Prof is asking you a question." 

I came out of my daydream and looked at the teacher. "Yes Ma'am?"

"Mr. Parker. Are you paying attention? Can you answer my question?" Everyone in class was snickering at me. 

"No Ma'am. I was not paying attention and I don't know the question." I tried to cover by being honest.

She stared at me obviously irritated. "Care to let the class know what could be so important you feel the need to ignore the lecture?" She was trying very hard to embarrass me.

I decided to press ahead. "Well, I was gazing at that blonde girl sitting over there and wondering if I could get the nerve to ask her out because she looks incredibly gorgeous. Incidentally, Mrs. Stahl, if I hadn't been staring at her I probably would have been letting my eyes roam over your very shapely legs which you have showcases for us today in that skirt."

The class was split between laughing hysterically at me and sitting in stunned silence. "Mr. Parker, you will remain after class for a meeting." She was glaring daggers at me, but I could tell she was mildly flattered at the same time. My blonde beauty gave me a shy smile and winked at me before turning back in her seat. She had bright blue eyes.

I paid attention the rest of the class and behaved myself. After class I remained in my seat waiting for the shitstorm to start. And it did. 

Mrs. Stahl berated me for every offense imaginable from being disrespectful, to misogynistic, to becoming a future serial killer. "Mr. Parker, if you weren't my brightest student I would have you before the Dean asking for you to be expelled. However, you understand these concepts better than anyone I've ever met and probably can correlate the ramifications better than I can." She ran out of steam and sat in the desk in front of me.

"Mr. Parker, you may stay in my class and at this institution, but you are on VERY thin ice. One more such outburst and I will have you expelled. Is that clear?"

I sighed, "Yes Ma'am." I decided to use my corruption wave on her a little to soften her mood and make her happier. I didn't notice any effect and began increasing the intensity of it. Her nipples became erect and were making very attractive bumps in her blouse.

"Mr. Parker, you can stop that now. It doesn't work that well on me. Perhaps you need my lectures on more than one subject. The arousal effect works more effectively like THIS." Her eyes blazed gold and I was suddenly having an intense orgasm.

It must have lasted several minutes and when I came to my senses she had left and I was sitting on the floor with my pants filled with my cum. This was a thousand times more embarrassing than being called out in class. To make matters worse, the blonde girl was poking her head in the doorway looking at me.

She looked a little concerned, "Hey, you ok? Why are you sitting on the floor? Do you need some water or something?"

"Uhm, hi, yeah, some water would be great please," I wheezed out.

"I'll be right back!" She dropped her books by the door and scooted out. I looked around in a panic trying to figure out how to hide my wet pants. I managed to get my backpack slung around to cover most of my crotch when she came back in with a couple of bottles of water.

"Here. Mrs. Stahl work you over? She's known as the Tiger Shark you know. A man-eater." She looked at my pants and shifted the backpack aside. "Wow. She really made you erupt. You need more than that book bag to cover that sticky mess."

I was more stunned now than ever. "OK, I am officially super embarrassed now. Can I crawl under a desk until you leave?"

"Don't be silly. Guys cum all the time. I thought what you said was sweet and yes you can take me out tomorrow night. Here's my number and my name is Megan. See you at seven at this address." And then she turned and walked out. I was starting to wonder what a normal human female would be like. All I seemed to find were the 'way-out-there' girls. I decided to call it a day and teleported to the apartment. 

I materialized in the living room and headed towards the bathroom shucking clothes as I went. 

As soon as I entered the bedroom a foot came out from behind the door and impacted in my gut. It hit hard enough that I swore I could feel the toes against my spine. I doubled over only to have a knee crack against my forehead which flipped me onto my back.



Geran and Nicole Ch. 17



Welcome to Chapter 17. Sorry for the long delay and the short chapter, the past two months have been hectic and I do all my own editing so I get a little bogged down. Another issue is I don't write in order. Several chapters have been written but they aren't next to be posted. Hopefully, I can make up for lost time. Happy Holidays, Merry Christmas, Joyous Winter Solstice or whatever makes you happy.





A slender leg pressed down on my throat and there were two hands above my face with pink and green swirling flames surrounding them. Looking through the flames I recognized the face of the person assaulting me. It was my cute brunette second soulmate.

"Where are the books you stole?" she demanded pressing her leg a little harder on my neck. I made some gasping noises to answer her. I also started sneaking a very low level corruption wave on her.

She pulled back her leg enough for me to breathe. "The books aren't here. Why do you want them?"

Her stern expression was slowly softening as the corruption wave began to affect her. I estimated about ten or fifteen more minutes at this level and she would be pulling my clothes off. 

"They're family heirlooms."

"Uh huh. What are the titles?" The flames on her hands were flickering and dying out.

She suddenly stood up. "You're a dick. Those books belong to me. This isn't working. I'm going to leave and come back tomorrow and the books had better be here."

I needed to either stall for more time or increase the power. I chose the latter. Since I finally had a chance to see her properly I took advantage of the opportunity. She was more than cute. She was stunning. There seemed to be more than just beauty to her. She had a presence that made you want to have her.

I wasn't certain when it happened; I just suddenly realized we were locked in a passionate embrace with our tongues playing with each other. I was holding her and pressing her body against my erection. She was running her fingers over me and unfastening buttons and zippers when she found them.

She pulled away from me just enough to slip her hand in my pants and I felt her cool fingers grasped me and expertly found the most sensitive areas. Her hand was working me over and had me on the verge of an explosive climax. I had her shirt open and was fondling her breasts and toying with her nipples. She pulled me closer and licked my ear while whispering hotly, "Cum for me." I did and it was one of the strongest orgasms I had ever had.

She pulled her hand out of my pants and licked my jizz from her fingers. "You taste really good. You don't need to play tricks to get me into bed. I'm really attracted to you as well for some damn reason. I should be really upset with you for pulling that 'make her horny' crap. But I suppose in some ways I had it coming."

She took my hand and led me towards the bedroom. "Let's call a truce and compare notes. Get undressed and in the bed."

As I was stripping I tried to figure out when I lost control of this situation and decided I never had it to begin with. I hoped she wasn't as bossy once I knew her better.

She was undressing as well and had a great body. We slid into bed and she snuggled up and put her head on my shoulder. "I'm glad you enrolled here. You'll want to start studying at the Forbidden Campus. It's a stupid name since it hasn't been forbidden for years, but it's where you can learn better control and new sorceries. That 'horny' thing you tried to do – you can learn how to really make it subtle so I wouldn't notice it."

Her hair smelled nice and her skin was very smooth and soft. "So you're what? A witch?"

"NO! Well, technically yes. I prefer sorceress."

"But still training and learning. And without a library card to a certain Black Library, right?"

She leaned up and looked at me. "Do you know there are people here who have tried to enter that room for years and haven't even gotten the doors open? You and that other chick just waltzed in and out like you owned it. How?" I tried to kiss her. "Kiss later. How did you get in?"

I sighed, "You won't like the answer. I don't know how we got in other than to tell you the room let us in or the barriers around it don't affect us or make up your own reason."

"Can you get back in?"

"Anytime I want. And anticipating your next question I don't know if I can take a guest with me. You might not want to be with me in there. Quite a few of the books may think I brought you as a snack."

"Shit. I need to think about this. OK, here's a good question: what are you? You look human but that doesn't mean anything."

I hesitated not knowing how much to trust her. She was as bonded to me as Nicole was, but it might take time. I took a leap of faith. "I'm a crossbreed of demon and angel."

She huffed and lay back down. "Fine! If you don't want to tell me just say so. You don't need to make up bullshit stories."

"It's not bullshit. It's true. I have demonic / angelic blood in my veins. I mostly use the demonic powers and I know a bunch of spells. I don't know how to use the angelic side. Yet."

She was propped up on her elbow again. Her moving around did the most wonderfully distracting jiggling of her boobs. "There's still more isn't there? None of that no matter how improbable or rare seems likely to get you into the Black Library. You were in there looking for answers as to what else you are."

"I need some dumb women in my life. Ones that just lie around and spread their legs for me whenever I'm in the mood. You're either incredibly smart and intuitive or you've been doing research and spying on me."

She looked a little embarrassed. "Some of both. But I'll spread my legs for you." 

Grinning she maneuvered herself over me and lowered her sleek thighs on either side of my head and placed her pussy on my lips. She tasted divine and I put all my effort into working her wet lips and erect clit into an orgasmic frenzy. She rode my face for quite a while until she had enough. I rolled us over and positioned myself between her legs. She spread them wide and pulled me towards her. I slid all the way in with one slow push and then held still.

She kissed me again and then said, "Since you've got demonic blood then you can shapeshift some. Make your dick bigger. I'm a size queen."

I slowly made it longer and thicker until she told me to stop. "OK, that feels about right. Now make just the head of your dick bigger. A little more...OK. Now fuck me as hard as you can."

I hammered away at her. She had already been tight but now she was ultra-tight. Her pussy had a slight texture to it that was causing me to briefly climax every few strokes. A few minutes later I entered the realm of the continuous orgasm.

I don't remember how long I was inside her. I lost track of all time and was overwhelmed by the orgasmic sensations. When I woke up I was in bed with her asleep on one side of me and Nicole asleep on the other side. Nicole woke up while I was watching her.

"Have a good time? The neighbors complained about the noise."

"When did you get here? Did you get a chance to meet...uhmmm."

"Kelly? Her name is Kelly. Maybe you should ask these things BEFORE you put your dick in someone."

"You're one to talk Little Miss Super Slut." I retorted.

"I can't help it if I have a healthy libido."

"Then why do I have to?" I asked.

She didn't miss a beat. "Because I said so."

"Are you two always so noisy? I'm trying to sleep over here. And recover. I think I have a sprained pussy." Kelly stretched and yawned.

"When's breakfast anyway? I'm starved and I've got a big day ahead of me. I've got to get you enrolled in the FC so you can start learning some new spells." She got up and stretched again. I watched all the curves stretching and twisting and began to get hard.

They both noticed. Nicole prodded me out of bed. "Go take a shower and get her stink off of you. My stink suits you better." About halfway through my shower my brain began to clear and I wondered if it was a very good idea to leave them alone and in the same room. I finished and quickly dressed and found them at the dining table still nude laughing and giggling. A sudden silence filled the room when they saw me enter.

"You two are getting along ok? I assume you were talking about me?"

They both burst out laughing. Nicole got up and gave me a hug. "You're so predictable, but I love you anyway. I bumped into Kelly three days ago and we set the whole thing up. Of course, I already had sex with her but I gave her lots of little secrets which is why you had such mind blowing sex."

"So it's ok with you that she and I are more than just sex buddies?"

"Dummy! If she's your soulmate and I'm your soulmate then she's my soulmate too. You will marry her soon and we'll have a threesome honeymoon." She had a very smug expression.

Kelly piped up, "Hey, don't I get a say in all this?"

"Of course! You can decide what you want to wear." Nicole replied. 

Mentally she told me, *You're going to have your hands full with her. She has way more fetishes than I do and they seem to be stronger than mine. She's a hardcore exhibitionist, size queen, and she wants to be gangbanged and have a bukkake party. She has a rape fantasy and a gang rape fantasy, but I told her it isn't rape if she wants it that badly. I guess she could be the one doing the raping. She says she's got an interracial fetish too – not just different colored humans – she wants to try some real other races like us.*

*You two are going to end up fucking me to death.*

*You love it. And us.*

I looked over at Kelly. "We need to figure out how to make you telepathic with us. It is a very useful skill. I suppose there are a lot of things we need to go over."

She shook her head, "Not today. Today we go meet more spell slingers. Bring the slut with you." She said pointing at Nicole.

"Takes one to know one." 

Atlanta, Georgia:

It was drizzling and cold. About fifty or so mourners were at the grave as James Acker's body was lowered into the ground. Dane was in the back under a large black umbrella. He loved cemeteries. He could feel the putrid corpses rotting in the ground filled with noxious gases and bacteria. Acker's body was particularly riddled with diseases as Dane had overdone it with his powers. Acker had dies from an untreatable version of Hemorrhagic Fever in less than three days.

Dane had snuck a blood sample from Acker while he was in the hospital. The blood sample had been added to his already enormous collection of diseases. He didn't need any of them, he just liked having them close by. They were like soothing music to him.

"Soon," he said to himself, "Soon there will be music everywhere." 

In the meantime he needed to see the two that could upset his life in a very, very big, way. On the way back from the funeral he called his assistant and chartered a plane to Boston. He had her meet him at the plane with his clothes, laptop, and a few other sundries. 

As he settled down in his seat for a nap he sighed. Complications, he thought. Always damn complications.

He awoke when the plane landed and had a new assistant meet him with dossiers, schedules, addresses, and all the information that could be gathered on the twins in the amount of time he gave. It was actually a fairly impressive amount, but none of it was really relevant to what he needed. He got in the back of a black Cadillac Escalade with a gin and tonic and read through the material while the assistant drove them to Arkham and then navigated the narrow roads to Miskatonic.

She pulled into an old Bed and Breakfast and checked Dane in while he went to his room, showered and dressed. Then he ate a light meal and planned how to look over them without confronting them. He had his route planned and with about thirty minutes to kill walked the route twice to decide the best way to view them. The girl, Nicole was first on the list. Her class was over first. 

He got into position and began a slow purposeful stride across the campus on the route he chose. He carried a walking stick which made him more noticeable. When she came into view he almost stumbled. Having never been in the presence of another Horseman, or a succubus, or someone as stunningly beautiful as her he was almost thrown from his plan and the walkway.

She was still twenty yards away when he came to his senses and formulated a new plan. He kept his stride even and fluid while still walking towards her and then flicked a thought at her. It would have stunned a human and brought them to their knees. To her it was a moth's wing on her shoulder.

She glanced over and instantly noticed the tall, slender man. Seeing him for the first time she stumbled and caught herself. She slowed her pace to almost standing still. Staring at him she began noticing details. He was physically in great shape. He was wearing very expensive tailored clothes. A beautiful black leather trench coat over his immaculate costly suit. His walking cane had gold and gems in the handle. He did not even look at her. She wanted to be seen more than ever at that point. She wanted his eyes on her nude body so she could see the admiration and lust in his eyes. 

He was almost alongside her now. Nicole couldn't decide what to do and froze. Just as they passed his eyes flicked to hers and they locked for a split second.

In that instant she felt the power of this man and desperately wanted to be naked on her back while he thrust into her body with great passion and force. Then the desire changed to a vision and she could feel him on top of her. She could feel his cock spreading her apart as it entered. She gave a small moan and blinked her eyes rapidly returning to herself. Whipping her head around she searched for where he went. She spotted him about fifty yards away about to enter a building. Nicole ran for the building trying to catch him.

He was nowhere to be seen.

Dane almost called off the second reconnaissance to see the boy after seeing her. He calmed his beating heart and got into position to see him. When the boy appeared Dane knew he was a power to be reckoned with. In actuality, Nicole's power was more formidable, but Dane was thinking correctly due to her presence. 

He could see the sorcerous power seething in Geran and the Horseman power just about to burst from him. Dane knew he had to interfere with the boy at least so he didn't kick off the Apocalypse and end up destroying the world instead of altering it.

As he and Geran walked past each other they pretended not to see one another. Afterwards, Dane made his way back to the Cadillac and told his assistant to find the best restaurant within fifty miles and book a table for three. He went back to the Bed and Breakfast to lie down and think.

Geran's Story:

Living with two beautiful, willful, super intelligent women can have a draining effect I found. I was using my replicas to help out since both seemed insatiable. The replicas mostly went to class and did homework. I was passing with straight A's. 

Kelly kept finding new things she liked. Double penetration with just one guy. Having copies of the same guy. 

She also had some tricks of her own. She used a spell to greatly enlarge her clitoris and spent a very long afternoon fucking Nicole. Then she used the same trick on Nicole and after three hours Nicole was fucking an unconscious Kelly. We were enjoying life to its absolute fullest. Then we walked past THAT guy and everything changed again.



Geran and Nicole Ch. 18



Geran's Story:

When I got to our apartment there was a big limo parked outside. Once I entered, Nicole was on me.

"Get ready! We have a dinner date with some rich guy who says he has information we need." She pushed me towards the bedroom where my clothes were already laid out for me.

She was dressed in a slinky red mini-dress with a plunging neckline. I could tell she wasn't wearing any underwear. 

"This wouldn't happen to be a tall, slim guy with expensive tastes in clothes would it?" I asked while dressing.

"You saw him too? Yeah, I think it's the same man. He has a strange aura."

"He has a dangerous aura. OK, I'm ready. Let's go meet Mr. Mystery and hope this isn't another set up. You ready for combat if it comes to that?"

"Better believe it."

We got in the limo and rode the short distance to the restaurant.

Nicole looked excited, "We haven't been here. It's supposed to be really good."

When we entered the maitre d' know who we were and escorted us upstairs to a cozy horseshoe shaped booth with a small round table where the man was sitting. No one else was sitting upstairs. He rose and shook our hands.

"My name is Dane Stevens. Thanks for meeting with me. We have many things to discuss. Please sit."

He sat on one side of the horseshoe, Nicole scooted to his right in to sit next to him and then I sat next to her on her right. The tablecloth was long and hid everything under the table so Nicole slipped her leg over mine spreading herself for me. She gave me a mental wink, *In case you get bored now you have something to play with.*

The upstairs was fairly dark and the table was only illuminated by candlelight. 

Dane said, "I hope you don't mind the seating arrangements, I'm a southpaw and didn't want to bang my elbow into this lovely young woman all through the meal." He motioned the waiter over and ordered several bottles of wine.

I was suspicious and acting very cautiously towards him. I could feel he was very powerful but I couldn't quite identify what type of power. Dane caught my eyes.

"You don't know who or what I am, do you? How is that possible? I can plainly see you are Conquest and she is War. You haven't tapped your abilities yet? If that's the case how did you manage to send out a signal announcing you were here?" He looked slightly aggravated with me and bedazzled with Nicole. 

"You're a Horseman?" I asked. "You don't have the right feel."

"How would you know? She's the only other Horseman you have encountered. Will you permit me to hold your hands? You first Geran." He held out his hands and grasped mine. I felt a power crack open a door in my mind. The aspect of Conquest poured through the door and then it was gone. 

"You'll be able to do that by yourself from now on. Now you, my dear" 

He held Nicole's hands a little longer than mine and almost caressed them. "Now you know a tiny bit about yourselves. Feel my aura now."

We spoke simultaneously, "Pestilence."

"Nice to meet you both. We have to discuss the upcoming Apocalypse, when and if it should happen, and what shape it should take if any. I'm old. Much older than you can imagine. I really like a lot of what this world offers, but I can certainly enjoy a pandemic or two." He kept talking.

Nicole tapped me mentally. *Geran, he's playing footsies with me.*

*Do you want me to tell him to stop?* I asked.

*No. It feels pretty good."

Dane paused his oration while the wine was poured and we ordered.

"My position on the Apocalypse is not everything needs to change. These humans are dead set on destroying themselves, the world, and everything on it but we can reshape that into a much better future." 

He spoke on saying mostly the same things in different ways. I got the impression he was trying to find a plan that we responded to as well as keeping my attention at bay while he had part of his attention on Nicole.

The meal was five courses. By the second course Nicole mentally told me his hand was on her knee. By the third he was caressing her leg. When the fourth arrived she gave a small gasp.

*Geran, he just put my leg over his like I have over yours. I am spread WIDE open and exposed. His hand is stroking me closer and closer to my pussy.*

*You want him to stop? Say the word.* I was both turned on that she was aroused and irritated as his brashness. I think it had a lot to do with us both being Horsemen.

*Yes, no, I don't know. No, it really feels good. He has an almost electric touch.*

*Then what's the issue?* I could feel an almost frustration in her thoughts.

*I don't like him. But he makes me super horny. I want him to fuck me like a cheap whore and humiliate me and at the same time I'd like to beat the shit out of him. The conflicting emotions make the experience even hotter. Oooooooooooooooooohhhhhh. He just slid his finger inside me. He really knows how to finger a girl. Shit! I'm cumming!*

Dane and I continued to talk, well, mostly he talked while we ate. 

Nicole kept her composure enough to eat, add a comment here and there, and still have several orgasms on Dane's talented fingers.

*Geran? I have to see what his dick is like.*

*Wait until the after dinner drinks when your hands are free.*

*I REALLY want him to bend me over the table and fuck me. I want him to cum in me and cum on my face. I want him to make me walk through town with his jizz all over my face and tits and have everyone notice. I want him to rip my dress open and have my boobs exposed and have a collar and leash on me.*

*Sounds like you're having fun.*

*I also want nothing to with him. I don't want him anywhere near me. I want to smash his face in for even daring to look at me.*

*Nicole, you've got some serious issues with this guy. Although on the plus side, you've found someone who could actually fulfill your rape fantasy.*

The thought of him taking her without her permission made her climax again. When all the dishes were cleared and we were just sitting at the table talking she slid her hand under the table.

*Geran, I'm reaching for it, but I'm really nervous. I found his zipper and I'm sliding it open. No underwear, just a big bare cock. He's so hard. He must want to shove this thing deep inside me while he's squeezing my tits. I bet he's thinking about fucking me doggy style. I'm gonna use your corruption thing and make him cum. Oh yeah, he's shooting thick jets of cream all over my hand. I need you to go to the restroom for a moment so I can eat his load.*

I excused myself and went to the restroom. *Geran, he doesn't taste as good as you, but he tastes pretty damn good. OK, I've slurped it all down and he's zipping back up. He's finally left my pussy alone and we're straightening our clothes.*

I came back to find them in pretty much the same positions. He chose the table well to hide their activities. I sat down.

"So Nicole and I need to discuss this. How do we get back in touch with you?"

He handed both of us a business card. Nicole gave a short laugh, "The CDC, why didn't we think of that?"

Dane started to get up and so did we. "Nicole, I think it would be best if you joined me for a nightcap to discuss how we could make a pretend Apocalypse without kicking off the real thing. Geran, it was a pleasure." He started ushering us downstairs.

As we got outside Nicole put her hand on his chest and pushed him to arm's length. "Thanks for dinner and dessert, but I am going home with my husband." She wrapped her arm around mine.

Dane had a very confused look on his face. "I was told you were siblings. I thought you were siblings. You two are married?"

"Yes. Thanks again and good night." She kissed his cheek and I shook his hand. We got into the limo and were whisked away. His face glowed red in the taillights of the limo and his expression was one of confusion and irritation.

"Geran, I need you to make love to me tonight. Not sex and not fucking. I need you to do what you like best with me."

I gave her a nice kiss. "When we get inside I am going to worship your body all night long."

"Good." She snuggled in closer. "I really need that and you."

Nicole's Story:

Fucking shit I didn't know what was wrong with me. I never have conflicting emotions, especially about sex and that piece of shit had me wanting to lick his balls. Or bite them off. The conflict made it that more arousing. And fuck did he know how to work my clit and pussy. I was still dripping from the workout during dinner. I knew as much as I couldn't stand the man we would fuck sometime soon and it would be amazing.

He had a really nice cock too. I think it surprised him how quickly I made him cum. He enjoyed watching lick his cum from my fingers. His arrogance of thinking I was going to his hotel pissed me off to no end. Maybe if I disguised myself and went there as a hooker. No, he would see my aura. Shit, shit, shit. I need Geran. He's my rock and the other part of my soul. I just need him tonight. Not Dane. Not even Kelly right now. I'll make it up to her and she'll understand. 

We got to our apartment and Geran carried me inside and straight to our bedroom. He slid my dress off and I adored the look of love and desire on his face as he ran his gaze over me. I was only wearing shoes and jewelry. He placed me in the center of our bed and began massaging my back and over the next hour massaged every inch of my backside from my feet to my neck. Then he rolled me over and did the same to my front. After that we spent a long time kissing and caressing each other.

He was hard the entire time and when his erection pressed against me I could feel the heat from it. Next he kissed down my body and sucked my nipples until I climaxed. His journey down my body continued as he kissed and sucked and licked. He spent a long time on my inner thighs before finally lightly tonguing my pussy and clit. Then the orgasms took over and I don't remember much until I felt him pressing his weight on me and slowly entering both my pussy and ass. He usually supported most of his weight, but I really liked the sensation of him on me this way. It made me feel I was even closer and was more 'his.' 

We kissed. He stroked my body. He made love to me all night. He knew when I was finally ready and our minds merged into one and he filled me with his essence. Our bodies were pleasure and love made solid. The room was illuminated by us. Our auras had become glowing nimbuses.

We stayed on that plateau for a while and slowly began our descent. We rolled over so I was lying on him. He was still inside me. We fell asleep.

Arkham, MA, 

The Tentacle and Talon Pub

Dane was drinking heavily at the bar. The bartender wanted to close the pub but didn't dare tell Dane to leave. The aura coming off the man was pure danger.

Dane flipped his glass upside down on the bar and motioned for another drink. He couldn't understand what had happened. He never got bad info. How had the info in the dossier been so fucked up? Everything in the folders said siblings. There was nothing to indicate otherwise much less marriage. Was she fucking with him? No woman EVER escaped his grasp. Especially when he had worked her over like he had. She should be in his bed right now moaning like her life depended on it and making him cum until he couldn't get an erection.

There had been a few other women who had made him feel this way so she wasn't unique. She was very rare. The last one had been during the 1800's. She had been a sweet girl from the Southern US. Unfortunately, she had been killed during the silly war of the States. 

Before her it was a woman in the 1600's. She had met him in London when he was having a blast spreading the Black Death. He rescued her from the plague and set fire to London.

Each woman he thought about was his within minutes of meeting. Why not this one? What was special or different about her? He had noticed a kind of chemistry between them he had never seen before. Did they share 'true love' whatever that was? 

He downed his drink and flipped the glass. "One more for the road barkeep and then I'll leave. Make it a double." He downed his last drink in a couple of gulps, threw a few hundred dollar bills on the bar and staggered out into the night air.

He walked very unsteadily towards the Bed & Breakfast only to find it securely locked. "Damn and double damn," he thought. Fucking Holiday Inn it is. He hailed a cab and went to fume and pass out.

Mom's Interlude:

I was performing a summoning of several mid-level demons to take care of several tasks for me when the shock hit me. The summoning was ruined and at least a score of imps, devils, and demons popped through and raced for freedom. I let them go and tried to concentrate on my two special children. 

The occult fortifications of Arkham and Miskatonic still prevented me from seeing them. I knew, though. I knew. That interfering idiot had broken my barriers in their minds and enabled them to access their true powers.

It was way too soon. The problem was once that particular djinn was out of the bottle it could never be put back in. I had contingency plans for such an event but they were risky and not as reliable as my original plan. 

Even the entities in Arkham could not prevent them from attaining their true potential. Sone of those ancient creatures would even try to help them, seeing a way for them to emerge. Angela made a cataclysmic error sending them there.

I felt the next rumble. One of the Great Seals had broken. The whole world would know something was happening. Most would accept some ridiculous story, but there were others, very powerful others, who would know what the signs pointed to. 

I went to my desk and looked at my laptop. The event was all over the internet already. The sun was rising in the west.

To be continued...



Geran and Nicole



He took me to a greasy spoon diner. The food was ok. The atmosphere wasn't. Nearly every guy in there made it pretty obvious they wanted to fuck me and they didn't care if I was willing. Maybe I should have stayed at home.

Allen only looked at my eyes a few times during dinner. My boobs were much more interesting to him. We went Dutch. How did this loser get any dates other than he looked good?

The conversation consisted of him telling me how wonderful he was at football. He never once asked anything about me.

After dinner we left the diner and I started walking towards his car. He wasn't. He called out to me, "Hey! We're going this way!"

I looked over and started towards him. He was pointing across the way. I looked and realized he was pointing at a cheap motel. "Why are we going there, Allen?"

"Aw come on! Don't be dumb. I got us a room and they have great movies on the TV! Now come on so I can give you what you want." He grabbed my hand and pulled me to room 8. He unlocked it and pulled me in.

"Go ahead and get on the bed and find a good X-rated show. I have to take a leak and then we can get busy."

I looked around desperately for an escape route. "Hey, Allen! I'm going to the vending and get us some ice and sodas, ok?"

"That's a great idea! Get me a Coke. No, wait. Too much caffeine too late at night. How about a....Sprite? No. How about a root beer?" And then I heard him walk out of the bathroom as I was just about to open the door. Shit! He delayed me on purpose. I turned around. He was walking towards me and he was nude. Well, he does have a nice physique. I let my eyes drift lower. Wow! He had a BIG dick. Long and very thick. Now I know how he gets his dates. What girl wouldn't want to try out a huge one? They may never get another chance.

He reached out and grabbed my breasts and found my nipples easily. He twisted them roughly. I gasped at the sensation. "Like that? Knew you would. Get undressed and get on the bed."

I was still trying to make up my mind to stay or leave when he grasped the collar of my blouse and ripped it off of me. "Nice tits! I always liked that you don't wear a bra. Now get on the bed so I can stretch you out and make you think of me when you're fucking all your future lovers." He pulled me close and began sucking on my nipples. It felt really good, and it felt really wrong. I made up my mind to leave and started struggling.

CRACK! I had trouble figuring out where the sound came from when I realized it was from him slapping my face. Then I felt his fist connect with my stomach and I was doubled over. He picked me up and threw me on the bed. He got between my legs and was ready to shove his dick in me. 

The door to the room shattered and Geran roared in. I know I was seeing double from the punches but he looked about a foot taller and I could swear his eyes were glowing or shooting flames. Allen never had a chance. Within three seconds he had broken Allen's jaw, his arm, several ribs, and ruptured one of his testicles. I found that out later. I jumped on Geran's back and cried out, "Don't kill him! Stop!"

I was shocked he listened to me. He picked up Allen and took him around the motel to the closest dumpster and tossed him in. "Do I need to threaten you Asshole? Didn't think so."

Geran took my hand and pulled me back to the room. "Get your stuff. I'm taking you home." He pulled off his shirt and gave it to me. I quickly got my things, put on his shirt and followed him to our bike. The tires smelled a little burnt and the engine was hot. I got on behind him and held him closely. I realized he hadn't worn his helmet or brought mine. I held him tightly and let the wind blow through my hair. I felt safe and at home. I belonged to Geran and he belonged to me. I had him riled but was he riled in the right direction? Was he going to embrace me or hate me? I hoped for the best but feared the worst.

I thought back over the week. I had betrayed him. Badly. I hoped the wind would dry my tears too. We made it home very quickly. We dismounted and he parked the bike. He held out his hand to me. "Come on."

I gently took it. "Where are we going?" I asked quietly.

"We're going to your room and we're going to discuss a few things," he told me in a firm, gruff voice.

I nodded and followed him. We went into my room and I sat on the bed and waited. He paced a minute or two and sat at my desk.

"Nicole, we need to talk about us. Someone told me you love me. Do you?"

"Of course I do! You're my brother! I will..."

He cut me off. "That's not what I mean and you know it. Do. You. Love. Me?"

I stared at the floor a minute or two and then looked into his eyes. I whispered, "Yes."

He was silent for several minutes.

"I need to apologize to you. I have been blind to your feelings and I have been being cruel and I've been making you unhappy. I'm deeply sorry and I won't do it any longer." He wasn't making any sense. What was he babbling about? I was confused.

"Geran, I don't understand what you're saying." I wiped a tear off of my face. Shit he smelled good.

"Nicole, I love you too. I love you more than anything. I want us to be together always. I want you to realize the risks though."

I burst into tears. I jumped up and wrapped my arms around his neck and held him. I felt his strong arms encircle me. I was sobbing hysterically on his chest.

"Hey, please stop crying! I thought that would make you happy. We don't have to..."

I cut him off this time. "I AM happy! I've never been happier!"

"Here. Let's lie on your bed while you calm down." He picked me up and lay on my bed face up. I hadn't let go. He held me and stroked my head and back while I calmed down. It took me about an hour and then I got the fucking hiccups. Eventually, they stopped too.

"Geran?"

"Hmmm?"

"What risks? You mean the laws?"

"Yeah. We have to be more than low key or we could both face arrest and imprisonment in this country."

"Bullshit!" We heard Mom's voice at my doorway which of course scared the living shit out of us. We bolted upright and looked at her in surprise.

"Shut your mouths. You look ridiculous."

Geran spoke before I could. "Why is it bullshit? The laws are pretty strict."

"Do either or you think for one instant I'd let anyone and I mean anyone arrest either of you for loving each other? It will NEVER happen. You express your feelings however you want. I'll see you at breakfast. Tomorrow night we'll go out and celebrate so think of a restaurant you'd like to go to. The cost is irrelevant. Good night and I'm VERY happy for both of you! You were born to be together." She walked out, came back and kissed us both on the foreheads, walked out again and closed the door behind her.

I laughed. "Well that was amazing! Stand up a minute. Let's get ready for bed." We did our routines and got back to my bed. I was wearing my usual panties and one of his shirts. He was wearing boxer briefs. We'd slept (sleeping -- not sex) like this for years, but somehow tonight it seemed different. I felt very shy and awkward. 

Geran got into bed first and held the covers open for me. "I don't think I've ever slept in your bed before. You always get into mine."

"I'm patient enough to wait for you to get in here." I told him slipped in next to him and held him close. "Geran, I REALLY want you. It's just I don't want it to be the same night I almost got raped. Is that ok?"

He held me closer and kissed the top of my head. "Whenever you're ready. I will never pressure you. Go to sleep."

I wiggled around until I had him spooning me. I was almost asleep when a thought occurred to me. "You still awake?"

"Mmm-hmm."

"How did you find me? I never told you where I was going. I didn't even know where we were going."

"Celeste put a GPS tracking app on your phone and left it running. I was racing around the town while she let me go ballistic for a while. When she thought the time was right she called my cell and told me how to track you. I have to get new tires on the bike. Probably a tune up too after what I did to it tonight."

"I'm sorry! I'll pay for it."

"Don't worry about it. I'd do it again."

"You said someone told you I loved you. You didn't figure it out on your own? Who told you?"

"I thought you were tired."

"I am. I'm just curious."

"No. Apparently, I am not able to discern your feeling for me on my own. You have to promise me to help me there.

"I promise!"

"Vince told me."

"Clever fucker," I mumbled drifting off.

OK -- I couldn't help it. I woke up around 2am and was so horny I couldn't stand it. Geran's erection was pressed against my ass and I had been grinding against it in my sleep. My panties were soaked. I got out of bed and stripped and turned on the lamp on my nightstand. 

"Geran! Wake up!"

He stirred and looked at me. I could see him REALLY looking at me from head to toe and back again. "You are so gorgeous." He whispered.

I did several poses and turned around for him. He pulled me down on the bed and on top of him. "Nicole, do you remember when we were five? We promised each other when we were old enough we would marry each other and no one else? I love you. Will you marry me? Will you share my life for as long as we live and maybe beyond?"

My heart exploded. "YES!! YES!! I will marry you!! Geran I will always be with you!! I love you, too!" I burst into tears and was crying uncontrollably and sobbing and gasping, "I love you," over and over. He rolled on top of me and began kissing me. Fuck he's a good kisser! My toes were curling and I ran my fingers through his hair. My hands over his chest. I could feel his cock pressing against me. Please don't let this be a dream! We kept kissing and when I had a spare second to catch my breath I kept repeating 'I love you' over and over.

"These are perfect," he told me caressing both my breasts. 

I protested lightly. "They aren't big enough!" 

He kissed one of my nipples. I groaned and came! He sucked on them for what felt like hours. I was moaning and cumming. He came back up to kiss me. I placed my hands on his head and kissed him fiercely. He eventually pulled away and looked at me. "Why are you crying? Am I hurting you? Do you want me to stop?" He looked worried.

I burst into tears again and held him tightly against me. "I don't want you to ever leave me! I'm so happy right now! Geran, I've loved you for years! I've imagined this moment for so long. I want you so badly. I need you." I was still crying. He rolled me on top and held me until I calmed down.

Then we reversed again and he kissed his way down my body. He ran his nose through the 'landing strip' of pubic hair I had. His nose tickled the lips of my pussy. "You smell amazing! I can't wait to taste you!" And he did. He tormented my pussy and clit for hours. I was screaming and thrashing and pulling his face against my pussy. His tongue was magic. When he stopped licking and sucking I didn't stop cumming.

I knew it was time. "He looked at me, "You're still a virgin aren't you?" 

I nodded, "My hymen is long gone though. I've been masturbating since I was thirteen."

He moved into position and slowly, ever so slowly entered me while staring into my eyes. I was so wet he didn't stop sliding into me until he was in to the hilt. He began thrusting and I wrapped my arms and legs tightly around him. We kissed while he slowly pumped into me. He then moved his mouth to my ear and licked it and whispered how much he loved me and how we'd always be together from this day forward. I was cumming hard and constantly. It was magical and I felt so full and so complete. Finally I felt him tense and it felt like his cock got bigger and then the hot cum spurted out of him and into me. Nothing had ever felt so good in my entire life. It was like he filled me with liquid soul.

We held each other and he stayed inside me until his erection finally subsided and his dick slid out of me. I felt his cum oozing out of me and going down my ass. We continued to fondle each other and whisper sweet nothings. 

He pushed away from me suddenly and grabbed his crotch. "Something is wrong! It really hurts!" He gasped.

After about ten long seconds he stopped and relaxed. I checked him thoroughly. About the same time we both saw it. HOLY FUCK! He had grown a second cock!!! How was this possible?? We looked at each other and had the same thought. "MOM!!!!!" We both yelled simultaneously. "MOOOOOOOMMMM!!!!!!"

Mom walked in the room. "It's about time!" she said.