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      Published: 2017-11-22 Updated: 2018-01-19 Chapters: 3/? Words: 16514
****** Jessica the Fallen Angel ******
by Vapula
Summary
     Jessica was once an Divine Angel of the Lord himself. But after
     getting kicked out of Heaven for the sin of Lust, and trying to help
     Lucifier and Satan rebel against Heaven.
     She's cast out from his light and heads to Hell. But even there she
     doesn't fit in and instead heads to the human world. Here she
     explores, travels and most importantly, fucks anything she finds
     attractive or desirable.
     Along with fighting demons from Hell from time-to-time, as well as
     some pesky Angels, whom she "punishes".
     WARNING: If your deeply religious, then you might want to skip this.
     Jessica isn't the nicest Angel anymore.
     This story may offend ALL religions. Viewer discretion is advised.
***** Jasmine 1 *****
3rd, March 2017.
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My name is Jessica: The Fallen Angel.
Bit weird right? There's no such thing as fallen angels or Gods and demons. But
I can assure you that's not the case, their as real as I am.
I'm in my human form right now, which is a young girl of sixteen, with dark
purple hair and glasses over my blue eyes. Don't really need the glasses, but I
enjoy wearing them and at times I think they make me look sexy. Anyway my skin
is milky white and I'm of slim build, with only a good amount of fat, to appear
healthy. Another thing I have is between my legs. I have a human male penis,
which can grow from about a tiny nub, too twelve inches if I so choose. I can
also have a pair of balls if I so choose, but I also have a vagina and anus, so
I'm set for anything.
I became a Fallen Angel just before the War in Heaven started. God got pissed
cause I started to reveal myself and sleep with the humans below.
Basically I enjoy the sin of Lust.
Don't get what his problem was. I mean, didn't he get another mans pregnant?
Anyway, I get bored in heaven easily and wanted to experience the pleasures of
flesh, out of curiosity, and that got me kicked out. Lucifer and Satan (their
two different people) offered me a chance to stick it to him. So I joined them
and together we attempted to overthrow that prick and reclaim our home.
But we lost.
We were then banished permanently, forever. Never will be allowed back inside
to face God or his remaining angels, if anything I'm not sure I care anymore.
After the war ended Lucifer and Satan created a place called: Hell. It was
supposed to be a new place, a new environment, a better one for all.
However, those two then start to create a fucking hierarchy, then all the
sudden we have another person(s) at the top, while everyone else is below.
So I said. "Fuck you." Then left the comfort of Hell, (it was rather warm and
the people enjoyed bondage) then I returned to the human world.
From there I started to think. Then I got bored and headed out to find a guy or
girl to hump. Didn't take me that long and soon all my pains and worries were
gone.
This is when demons started to crop up. They were once angels or human and
animal souls, warped and twisted by hate, lust and blasphemy, among other
things. Naturally they started to attack my delicate humans, and naturally I
fought back, pissing off Satan.
She's a total cunt when she's mad.
Anyway I started acting as the unofficial Defender of Humanity. It's a
thankless job but, meh, I really don't mind anymore. I get too fight demons,
angels and sometimes other fallen angels, fuck them and humans.
It's kinda of a good system to be honest.
Right now though I want to relax. I'm sitting in a little cafe nursing some
tea, as I look through a menu. But someone's watching me, from across the room.
My eyes look over to find a older woman of about 32 staring at me.
She's tall, slender with an hourglass like hips. Her skin is dark like mocha,
her eyes a bright green and her hair black as midnight. Her tits are perfect
DD, and I feel my cock wanting to grow, but in full control of myself I tell it
'No,' before having my eyes wander up her dark legs. They were bare of hair and
stockings, showing off her smooth skin to everyone and true enough a few others
in the cafe were watching her. Before most of them were forced to refocus by
their wives.
Still this woman is watching me, I wonder why. I'm obviously younger than her,
and my superior sight has also taken note that she has a ring on her finger.
She's married yet she's clearly making signs to show she's interested.
Why?
Is her husband not giving it to her good enough?
Well I guess I have too then.
So I look over to her slowly, being sure not to scare her. She smiles at me and
I play dumb pointing to myself in confusion. A nod is given and I gesture for
her to join me. Another smile though bigger than the last and soon she's
walking over. One leg in front of the other, hips swaying and my dick is
pressing against the fabric of my trousers and panties. I'm too distracted by
her moves to even think of dismissing it, thankfully no one can see it from
this angle.
She sits beside me, close enough to have a presence, but not enough to invade
my personal space.
"Hi." She greets me her voice smooth and warm.
"Sup." I reply back lamely pretending to be an uncaring teen. "So, yeah
something you need?"
"Sorry for staring." She replies and means it. "But, I don't know I'm just a
little, strange lately."
"How so?" I question to her curious.
"My husband is out of town for a week." She tells me. "I'm a little lonely
lately, and I'm needing some release."
"So you came to the cafe to pick up a 16 year old girl?" I ask finding it
strange.
She blushes slightly in a cute way. "I'm not really caring for who I get to
fuck. I just need someone to help scratch that, ya know itch."
I wonder how she'll feel about my friend. Part of me thinks I should get rid of
the cock and instead just go with a pussy, but another part tells her. "Put
your hand on my leg and move up."
Her eyes show clear shock, though her face is impassive. But she does so,
placing a warm dark hand upon my clothed leg where it travels up. It moves up
my inner thigh, then she reaches my member, pressing up against the trousers.
When her fingers comes into contact with the clothed tip, they jump back in
surprise. A low little moan leaves my lips as her hand returns.
The fingers are soon rubbing the tip of my cock. Slow little and almost
pinching my dick, it makes me squirm in my seat and I'm amazed no ones spotted
us, yet.
"Fuck." I groan lowly so only she can really hear. "Keep doing that, and I'll
cream myself."
"Sorry." She replies her eyes a little glazed but still retaining higher
thought functions. "I-I wasn't expecting it. I honestly just thought you were a
regular girl."
"I am." I somewhat lied. "I have a anus and vagina like you. But I also have a
little friend."
"Little?" She mocks. "It's about seven inches long!" She hisses back as her
hand is now rubbing the shaft.
"Jesus, your going to make me cum if you keep that up." I warn, teeth clenched.
"I take it your still wanting too release that tension and have that itch
scratched?"
"Y-Yeah." She says though with a little hesitance.
"You don't sound to sure." I then move her hand away to stare into her green
eyes.
"Sorry." She confesses. "I've never met anyone like you before. When I came
here originally, I was looking for a another girl. Then I would take her home
and we'd do it."
"Does your husband know about this or what?"
"He's knows I'm bi." She admits with a shrug, and placing both her hands on the
table. "And doesn't mind me having flings with other girls. It's guys he
doesn't want me with. But now that your here I don't know what to do."
"Just take me back to your place then we'll fuck." I shrug nonchalantly.
"We can't, Steven-"
I interrupt. "Steven isn't here. Besides if what your saying is true, then I'm
sure your neighbours know what your like. If he asks them they'll say, 'She
came home with a younger girl,' you can't look at me and think I'm a guy. I
might have dick but no one notices unless I let them."
"Y-Your right." She admits and I smile.
"What's your name?" As I have no idea.
"Jasmine, you?"
A smirk is now on my face. "Jessica, it's going to be imprinted in your mind,
cause I'm gonna fuck you so much you'll forget all about Steven." I tell her
with a cocky grin.
Jasmine blushes some more, privately thinking it true. "W-We'll see."
"You will." I promised as I have about a week with her. "Do you wanna suck my
cock in the bathroom?"
"W-What?!" She hisses back in shock at my vulgar words.
I make a simple shrug. "I can't walk about with everyone seeing my package. I
don't want to leave it, or else we'll be sitting here awhile. So let's go in
the toilet and you can blow me, it's your fault that I'm this hard anyway."
Theres a moment where she looks like she'll refuse, and I almost back-peddle.
But then she nods and grins, then the two of us carefully make our way to the
cafes toilets.
I thank God with each step.
Inside I look under the stalls and find them empty. Which was great, as we make
our way over to one that's Out of Order. I open the door easily and step
inside, with Jasmine behind me. Then I sit upon the toilet seat, once I closed
the lid, and wait for her to follow.
She enters inside after a moment, closes the door and waits. My hands start to
undo my trousers buttons, opening the flap and letting my throbbing member flop
out. She gasps as it does, my seven inch cock, milky white in colour fully
erect and proud.
Jasmine feels her legs weaken. I can see them shake slightly, she must be a
little damp though she still has enough sense to ask. "Where's your balls?"
"Don't have any." I respond. "Does that turn you off?"
"N-No, I'm just used to seeing dicks and testicles together, never a dick and
pussy." She was privately amazed, and I could see it in her eyes. It made feel
proud at myself to make a married woman like her want me.
Pity a relationship wouldn't last.
"You gonna suck it or not?" I'm trying to get this moving along as she's simply
staring at my thing.
Jasmine takes a moment to let out a breath, then a quick nod and she's
squatting on the floor. My cocks pointing at her chin directly, my engorged
purple crown already producing precum for her little tongue to taste. Soon
enough her tongue flicks out to test me. The thing laps at my tip, causing me
rear my head back and let out pleasant moan and sigh at her actions.
Don't give a shit if those pricks outside hear me.
Her wet tongue licks around my crown, cleaning up the salty precum with ease.
Then she opens her mouth and soon envelopes the head of my dick inside.
"Fuck." I groan out as the woman moves slowly down.
She takes in my cock, inch by inch with out stopping. This is the beauty of
older and experienced women, as she starts to suck on my member. Bobbing her
head she uses a free hand to also stroke the shaft, while she decides to use
the other hand to touch my pussy. Her dark fingers gently prod and rub my cunts
lips, coating themselves in my juices. Then they enter inside and I out a husky
gasp in response, as three fingers move inside, up to the knuckles.
My cock throbs in response, still inside her mouth, and my hips jerk upwards
slightly. She gags for a moment and stops sucking letting my member fall from
her mouth. The woman stares into my eyes as her hands work me, jerking my dick
and pumping my pussy. Her fingers wriggle inside, sending out waves of shock,
while her other hand squeezes gently on my length and strokes it.
Then her lips are planting little kisses upon my erection. Her lips press
against my cock, moving downwards towards my drenched cunt. She removes her
fingers and soon a thicker thing is lapping at my folds.
"Shit." I giggle out as her tongue licks my vaginas outer folds, before moving
inside to make me squirm.
Both her hands now play with my dick. Stroking the thing and she even fiddles
with the head, giving it a couple of clockwork turns. I'm at her mercy,
allowing her to do as she pleases, while sitting there. Her tongue contines
eating me out and feel myself preparing to climax.
My breathing is husky, laboured and I pat her head. She looks up at me and tell
her. "I'm going to cum soon, but I want you to swallow."
Jasmine smiles at me, in a cheeky way. "Whatever you want." She says, her
tongue licking her lips as she moves back upon penis.
Her hands move lower down the shaft as her head and mouth resume blowing me.
She jerks my cock while her mouth sucks upon the tip. The pressure inside me is
building, my body is heating up, and I soon can't stop myself.
I place a hand over my mouth to cover my scream, as cum. My hips jerk and jump
while I shoot my load, a large volume of cum into the back of her throat. She
gulps it down with relative ease, I can see her neck swallowing my seed without
ill effect. The throbbing of my dick starts to lessen, as my load is emptied
into her mouth and stomach. I sit there spent, with her lips still around my
slowly flaccid member.
Once I've grown soft enough, Jasmine lets it fall freely. It flops out her
mouth and shrinks down as the blood keeping it up returns to the rest of my
body. Some cum leaves her, hanging from her lip, but she's quick to clean it
with her fingers, before licking them.
"That was incredible." I told her with a sigh.
She beams. "Your welcome, though I expect you to return the favour, at my
home."
It's my turn to smile. "Deal." I then put away my soften cock, back in the
confines of my panties and trousers.
We leave the cubicle and Jasmine takes the time to wash her mouth out, while I
wait for her to finish. Once she's done and ready, we leave the toilets and
start to head out the cafe, after paying. As we're walking together and glance
at her nice plump ass at times.
Can't wait to pound her from behind.
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Sometime Later.
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We arrived at a humble little home in a queer little neighbourhood. It was
quiet, with not a soul in sight, nor children running around. The houses were
all, for some reason, coloured white with red tiled roofs. Frankly it was
weird, but humans are rather strange when it comes to construction.
Then again we angels aren't any better.
Because of how uniformed each of the houses looked, I wonder where we are
going. Soon enough we headed onto a cobbled pathway towards a door with the
number: 09, upon it.
Jasmine takes keys out her purse and I enter with her. It's cold inside, as we
enter the hallway of the small house and into the living room. She offers me a
seat and I take it, sitting down on the couch and asks if I would like drink. I
only ask for some water, as I don't drink any alcohol.
She returns after a moment with a glass of cold water and some tea for herself.
I took the time to chat with her little and asking a few questions as I thought
about what we were going to do.
Curious about me she asked questions about my life and parents. I lied, telling
her that I was an orphan and was skipping school. She seemed to believe me for
which I was thankful, let me tell ya: humans don't take well to knowing that
there's an angel before, or God for that matter. Jasmine inquired if I was
trans, though I denied it claiming to be intersex.
I asked her about her husband and marriage and found that the two had a kind of
open relationship. As she said earlier, her husband doesn't mind her fooling
around with another woman. Just other guys he dislikes, and that brought up my
condition and she wondered if this counted.
Again I assayed her fears, ensuring her to continue this day forwards. I came
here to fuck her, and I'm going too, even if I have to tie her up.
You can probably tell why God kicked me out by now. I have no regrets for my
actions, nor my sins, though I do wish I didn't need to fight those idiot
demons.
But, what can ya do?
Anyway we speak some more and soon her tea and my water are downed. She smiles
at me, her dark lips look more like Cheshire grin or smirk to me. Naturally I
return it and she moves closer to me.
I'm staring into her eyes and she into mine. There's a pause, a moment of
hesitance? I quickly take the initiative, moving myself closer to her until our
chests touch. I've never liked having large breasts, so I'm only a B-cup, while
hers is an impressive rack. Then I move my pale lips towards hers, kissing her
softly.
She kisses back just as gently and soon we're hugging. Her hands wrap around my
back, and I do the same rubbing her back and running some fingers through her
dark hair. I feel her tongue at my teeth, asking to be let in and allow it.
My teeth part, opening, to allow the woman's thick wet, tongue inside. Soon
she's touching mine, which makes me blush and moan into her mouth. We're then
having a battle or wrestling match with our tongues. Taunting and licking,
fighting one another for dominance.
I let her win, knowing later I'm gonna be banging her anyway.
Our bodies are against one another, I've soon pushed her onto her back, with
myself atop her. Lips still locked and tongues still battling, I grind my
growing erection against her. She feels my nice, thick cock through the fabric
of our clothes. One of her hands moves away from my back down to my groin. Soon
she takes a bit of an awkward grasp of the member and jerks it just as
awkwardly.
I'm uncaring as my dick throbs, and pulses demanding to be free. I brake off
the kiss to stare into her lust filled eyes and say. "Here or the bedroom?"
"B-bedroom." She manages to say as my mouth attacks her neck, biting gently and
sucking upon the flesh. She mewls in response like a kitten.
"You want me to fuck you in the bed where your husband does?" I'm being a bit
of a bitch.
"Y-Yes." She moans starting to rub her own crotch against mine while removing
her hand that stroked me.
"Say please." I pull away and look at her face, with a horny, cocky grin upon
my features.
She manages to glare and I smirk, but she caves and says. "P-Please." Almost
like a whisper, but I heard it and waste no time.
I'm quick to pull away from her, a bulge in my trousers and panting breathes.
She herself is a little better, though her gaze upon my erection doesn't waiver
until I start to head upstairs. Jasmine follows quickly and even gets in-front
of me to head into the bedroom first.
We enter inside the rather simple looking room. It's plain with dull wallpaper,
a pair of cupboards and a wardrobe, plus a wall mounted television.
Jasmine closes the window and blinds as I shut the door, cause why not?
We're now alone together, no public place, no bullshit, just two women
committed to having a fling.
I'm first to start undressing, I take off the shirt and jumper I'm wearing and
then my bra. My little breasts fall freely, she smiles at how "cute" they look
while I shrug. Shoes, socks and trousers are next, their off with ease and I'm
only standing with my underwear on. Yet my erection is almost wishing to rip
the panties apart.
Never liked wearing men's boxers.
So they move down next them self, slowly and cock springs out with cartoonish
edge to it. I kick my panties off and stand there nude, waiting and watching. I
leave on my specs, simply cause: fuck it why not?
Jasmine drinks in my appearance, her eyes roaming over my naked skin, and thick
proud appendage. She's as horny as bitch in heat, then she starts to finally
undress herself.
She takes off her top and shirt, until her bra is left around her impressive
globes. But with a simple flick of her fingers, it's unhooked and falls to the
floor. Her tits bounce out and she sighs as she's able to breathe a little
better. The chocolate coloured boobs, with dark nipples make me want to rush
over and suckle on them.
But I wait.
Next is her skirt, but instead of taking it off, she simply moves her hands up
it and makes a show of pulling off her knickers. One of my hands moves onto my
dick to stroke it as she does this. I want run over there and bury my cock
inside her pussy, but I don't, yet.
Once their on the ground she takes off her skirt fully and bares her trimmed
snatch me. The dark lips of her vagina are already wet and she's waiting.
I decide to ask. "How are we going to do this?"
"I gave you a blowjob in the bathroom." She reminds me with a raised brow. "Now
it's your turn to lick my cunt."
My grin can't be contained, as she heads to the large bed and sits on a side.
Her slender, firm legs opened as she lies upon her back and awaits me.
So I make my over to her as she lies upon the bed. She waits silent, and with
anticipation as move between her legs and out her view. I stare at her dark
fanny, my cock longing to enter, but inside I give the thing a good lick. My
tongue tastes her pussy lips, and salt, I smell her scent and dick only stays
erect in response. She moans as my tongue tastes her outer folds, as I simply
move upwards to clit.
The thing is found and after a few little licks of it, I take the thing between
my teeth and tug it, gently. She squirms in shock and pleasure, her body,
possibly, having never experienced it before. I'm quick to move my hands up to
her drenched cunt. My fingers at her folds now, prodding and probing her
entrance, her heavenly gates, as my mouth assaults her clitoris.
I'm quick to have them enter inside, like she did to me, her back arches in
response. Her mouth a babble of moans and jumbled words, as mines works at her
clitty. She moves a hand upon my head, running her fingers through my dark
purple hair, while keeping me in place.
I accept it, not really caring as finally release the clit, having grown bored,
and move my mouth back to her vagina. My tongue once more is upon it, though
this time I have my fingers open it, to allow me inside. I lapped, first, at
her folds and lips, then I entered inside, eating her out. The hand on my head
takes a fist full of hair, tugging it, pulling it the roots and I promise to
return the favour later.
Soon I stop I my actions and pull away from her vag. I look a little lower at
her buttocks, and asked. "Do you want me to lick your asshole?" I made sure to
make the question sound as innocent as possible.
"W-What?" She asks back and I repeat the question, this time getting a proper
answer. "If you want, I don't mind if you don't."
I smile at her and using thumbs, I part her asscheeks. I see her dirty little
butthole, and of course the smell hits, but I ignore it and instead move to
taste her.
Now you should know; Angels tend to be immune to all poisons and diseases which
afflict humans. Meaning I can lick her ass without consequence.
So my tongues tip is already at her puckered ring, I lick around it in small
circles, so that she's relaxes. She squirms again and cringes at how odd it is.
But it appears she likes it, more so than what I did to her pussy, as I give
her crack a nice lick up and down.
"Shit." I heard her mutter.
Then I resume licking around her anus. And after a moment I move my wet tongue
inside. Her eyes must've shot open as she let out a squeak and shout of shock.
Before it all was gone to her moans as my tongue pushed inside. It wriggled
like a worm, eating her dirty spot with care. I started to move my head back
and forth. 
Jasmine's breathing is heavy, her chest rises and falls as her face is flushed,
at my tongue eating out her pussy and rimming her ass. My dick is demanding/
begging to be inside her and I find myself agreeing.
So I pull out my tongue and stand over her wiping my mouth with the back of my
hand. She stares back, eyes half lidded, and gives a nod of consent.
Without any further care nor fanfare, I move the tip of hot cock at her pussy.
Soon my engorged head is pressing gently at her labia. Gently I rub up against
them, coating my cocks head in her juices and her pussy in my precum.
Then I push my thick member inside her womanly domain. She's quick to accept my
size, though gasps at times in discomfort as I push further inside. But
eventually I'm fully in her, enveloped by her tight, womanly cunt. Jasmine's
eyes are wide, her open in mute shock as the full length of my cock is in her.
We stay locked, bodies conjoined together, uninterrupted. But I start to soon
move, dragging my length back out of her snatch, until only the tip remained
inside. Then I push back in, slowly and carefully, making sure she's ok as I
don't want to harm her.
Jasmine has her hands wrapped around me, as I lay atop her chest, my little
tits pressed gently against hers. I'm still slowly fucking her, rocking the bed
gently, as I move my head to one teat. My tongue leaves to lick around the
erect nipple and soon I'm sucking on them. She's patting my back with her
hands, rubbing me telling me to go on. Her legs wrap around to keep me in
place, as my pelvis still thrusts into her, slowly.
Once I feel that she's ready, I'm quick to increase the tempo.
My slow, gentle thrusts soon become a little faster, harder. She's able to
accept it, and the room is filled with my husky breathing, her moans and
groans, and the sound of flesh slapping against flesh.
"Yes, yes!" I groan as my dick pounds into her.
She's lying there, face full of bliss and mouth hanging open. I'm using my
hands to grope and squeeze her firm mounds. I play with her nipples, with my
thumbs, while my hands and palms firmly take a hold of her breasts. My head
then moves to her neck, where I bite into her. She's clenches her teeth and
glares at me when I pull away. I only smirk and fuck her harder and her glare
unsurprisingly, is wiped away.
I can feel myself nearing the end, near the point of no return. But I don't to
cum just yet.
So I make her look at me and said. "I wanna fuck you from behind."
She doesn't refuse or respond and simply nods. Then I pull out of her, with a
wet *pop* from the sound of my shaft leaving her hole.
Jasmine moves onto the centre of the bed and stands on all fours, waiting. I
quickly climb on, and squat behind her, as I aim dick at her flowing wet
snatch.
I don't bother waiting for her to adjust again, as I ram my fuck meat into her.
She jolts at the suddenness of my thrust, but that soon she starts to chant my
name as I plough her from behind.
"Jessica! Jessica! Jessica!" She calls out and grab her hair.
I rein her in like a horse, pulling on her dark hair and say. "Like that
bitch?"
"Yes!"
"You like being fucked like a common whore?"
"Yes!"
"Do you want me to cum inside you?"
"Yes!" She calls out, eyes full of lust and pleasure, as I hammer her rear,
letting her hair go free.
My hands are on her back, while they move further south. I spank her ass, tug
her hair and even cup her breasts, as my cock continues breeding her.
Wither from the force of my thrust, or her weak knees and arms, she falls flat
onto the bed. With myself still pounding into her from behind. I have a hand on
her head, pushing her face into the matters and quilt.
But then it happens.
Her mouth lets out a muffled cry of pleasure, as lower body, and inner vaginal
walls constrict like boa, around my shaft. That's enough for me to lose it and
with two more thrusts I ejaculate.
A wordless long groan is let out my mouth, as I cum inside, shooting my full
load into her womb. My cock fires out such a volume that feel myself weaken
with each blast. I'm spent and fall atop her back, grinning madly though
breathing heavily, against her head.
We stay like this, for a time, before she moves onto her side and we're
spooning. Then we stay together, as we recover our strength. I slid my half
erect dick out her, creamed cunt and laid on my back, looking up to the
ceiling.
Neither of us say anything, just simply resting, our bodies covered in sweat
and sex. My wanders in places, fun places mind you, about her week alone. I
wonder if I could stay with her awhile, just a nice little week long brake of
traveling and such.
So I try it. "Mind if I stay the week?"
She doesn't respond, and it worries me at first. Then she responds. "Sure, but
you'll help around the house and I expect no laziness."
"We still get to fuck, right?"
"Oh, yes." She smiles at me, a promise being made.
"Then deal." I just wanted to make sure.
And in order to seal it, I moved to kiss her on the mouth, but she stopped me
with a hand. "Your mouth and tongue were at my at and in my ass. Go to the
bathroom and wash it out first."
With a shrug and a sigh I get up to go, but remember something important.
"Aren't you worried about getting pregnant?"
She looks over to me, with clear confusion. "What do you mean? I thought
intersex people were sterile."
"We are, I just wondered why you didn't say anything, is all." I tell her
before I go and wash my mouth out.
Truth is I CAN get a human woman pregnant. So yeah, I'm only going to stay a
week, then wander off. If she gets pregnant, well hopefully the husband will
"think" it's his.
Though I doubt it.
The joys of being a Fallen Angel.
It's all bullshit at the end of the day.
***** Jasmine 2 *****
Chapter Summary
     Jessica does Anal with Jasmine then leaves.
6th, March 2017.
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It has been three days since I started living with Jasmine. Three days, and I
must say I'm enjoying myself. It's been nothing much expect, rest and
relaxation, plus some sweet black pussy at night.
I even sleep in the same bed with her, where her husband does, which is rather
funny. But she don't mind it, if anything she seems rather ok with it. So I'm
cool too.
The neighbours have been rather quiet. Though on the second day I was
approached by two of them and they asked why I was here. It was still morning
and I was admittedly, rather cranky as I just woke up. So me being me, I told
them the honest truth: I'm fucking Jasmine.
Their reactions made me smile as they ran off to tell everyone. I just let it
happen, though Jasmine was rather pissed at me that day. She made an "effort"
to ignore me, but once my head was buried in her pussy, she was mine once more.
Took her on the stairs last night.
She's still asleep and I let her be, while I watch television. I've always
found it rather interesting, watching the news and the like. Though I avoid the
televangelists because, reasons. Plus when it's Christmas the tv becomes all
seasonal and I wanna fucking punch it.
That "It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas," advert, I swear if I find
out who made it: I'll kill'em.
Anyway I'm flicking through the channels seeing what's gong on in the world,
only God knows that shit without a tv, searching for anything interesting.
There's like reports on weather, few regular crimes and such.
"A fire broke out last night." Meh.
"A robbery took place at a gas station." Yawn.
"A all girls school in Lampton is reported to be suffering strange
disappearances." My finger stops itself from changing the channel and I listen
closely. "Students have disappeared into thin air."
"According to the local authorities, there's absolutely no sign of them
anywhere. The school denies any wrongdoing or involvement."
"There's also a rumour going around of black magic being used." One mentions as
the others scoff.
"Thats insane, they're simply just messing with us. Their are sick people, like
you and I, doing this. Their just seriously demented." He tells his co-host
whom doesn't seem that convinced.
I ignore that and simply think about what I've heard.
Kidnapping teens?
Black magic?
A all girls high school, with teenage schoolgirls in skirts?
I'm interested, though I wonder if this is simply caused by humans, whom simply
worship the Devil, or if their is actually Demons. There's a big difference
between the two. Demons enjoy take teenage girls, or young women. They do like
them young, fertile, and female, can't say I blame them. Though, it could
simply be a bunch of horny ugly guys whom are simply crazy and wanting to try
some pussy.
Or it could be a genuine demon and I have to deal with it.
Cause believe me, the angels they ain't gonna give a fuck. Well most of them
don't, but there are a few who will help and I'm tempted to just let them
handle it. But then you won't get to see me go all Predator on their asses, so
yeah I'm doing this.
But first I need to finish up everything here with Jasmine. I'll just go and
deal with these pricks at a later time.
I hear walking down the stairs and turn to face the older, haggard woman. She's
still sleepy and tired, but must have felt compelled to wake, or simply sleep.
She smiles at me, a sexy smile as she leans against the doorframe to the living
room. "Morning." She says watching me intensely.
My face turns into a grin. "Morning back, sleep well?"
"Very well." She purrs back and wanna just rush over there and kiss her, but I
temper myself. "What have you been doing?"
"Nothing much, just checking the tv for anything interesting lately." I switch
the channels a little so she doesn't see the news report.
"Anything of interest?"
"Eh, a fire and robbery I believe." My shoulders shrug as she enters inside and
sits down beside me on the couch.
She's only wearing a nightie, which she leaves open at the front and she
doesn't wear a bra! I can see them and my cock awakens inside my underwear. I'm
only wearing a tanktop and panties. Jasmine notices my growing bulge and
smirks.
A slender palm moves onto my erection, and fishes out my cock. I gasp as her
fingers pull down on my foreskin, exposing the head to the cold air. She's
working me slowly, jerking my cock with a firm grasp.
I'm panting and toes curl at her actions.
Then she asks. "Is it me, or has your dick grown bigger?"
Unable to help to myself I say. "Duh, that's what they do."
She squeezes her fist and I cringe and moan in response. I'm at her mercy after
all. "I know that, I meant has it grown an extra inch or two? Cause it seems
bigger."
I might have done that. I'm able to increase my length and girth whenever I
want, so might I have done so unconsciously. "You might still be tired, try
sucking on it."
Jasmine gives a look. "You may look like a girl, but you've got a mans
mentality."
"Thank you." I reply with a shrug. "But please suck my dick, I want to cum in
your mouth."
She smiles and shrugs before lowering her head upon my member. Once her lips
wrap around my helmet, I decrease the size of my cock back to seven inches.
Thankfully she doesn't seem to notice as her head bobs slowly. I'm sitting on
the couch, legs apart with a older woman, beside and blowing me.
Life is good.
Her tongue licks around and prods my peehole, making my spine tingle. As her
mouth moves up and down as I place a hand on her head. I ruffle her dark hair,
running my pale fingers through her hair. She's still bobbing her head up and
down my shaft. My dick throbs as the pleasure is slowly building up, I can feel
that pressure gathering together to unleash itself.
The tv is still on as I sit there half watching, half staring into space.
Jasmine starts to suck me a little faster, her head nearly jumping off my dick.
Dragging her dark lips right up to the tip, before she shoves herself back
down. She starts a series of self throat-fucking.
"Oh shit, Jasmine your fucking killing me." I groan out as her feel her lips
move into a smile/smirk.
"I'm gonna c-cum." I stutter out as my body prepares to unleash my seed.
She doesn't waste time and still sucks, as well as adding a hand to it. My eyes
rolls back in my head as I let out my cum. I shot into her mouth and like a pro
she swallows it easily. I'm grunting as I empty myself into her.
Once I'm finished I sit there panting while she slowly moves off my cock. I
hear her swallow my load and even put an arm around me. She pulls me close to
her chest, where I lay against her.
It feels rather nice.
"You know." She begins to get my attention. "I have a great idea for tonight."
"Oh? Do tell." I ask intrigued but she shakes her head.
"Nope."
"Come on." I nearly beg. "I'll do whatever it is you want me too."
She smirks, knowing she has me. "For the rest of the day, no masturbating nor
fucking me until nightfall."
I stare at her, silently wondering what she has in store for me.
But I end up agreeing. "Alright then." I say looking at her eyes. "I won't
masturbate, or fuck you until nighttime. But be ready for me to fuck your
brains out again."
Jasmine snorts. "You have some stamina. What your secret?"
"Nothing really, I just like sex." I'm little honest here.
When it comes to lust I'm the no. 1 whore. But, I don't know, I've never really
bothered to care nor think about other things before. The sin of lust tends to
be my source of pleasure and power, if I suddenly stopped having sex regularly,
I'd lose my angelic powers.
I might be a Fallen Angel but I was once divine.
But yet I've never really cared for the other sins. Lust is my only need and
honestly I see no reason to change it at all.
"Are you a nymphomaniac?" The woman asks me worried.
I can see guilt and worry clearly in her eyes, so I quickly nip this in the
bud. "No of course not. I just simply enjoy sleeping around."
"But there must be a reason to it." She presses and I know she's not going to
let up. "Look, I know I only approached you for causal sex, but doesn't mean I
don't think of you as a person. Your a good kid, a bit crazy I admit, but your
not a bad person. I doubt I'm the one you want to open up too, but I will
listen if you want."
I'm sitting there feeling rather strange. My heartbeats fast as I listen to her
honest words, Jasmine is a rather pure person, at least in my eyes. For a
moment her face is gone and replaced with another's, someone I rather not
think, nor tell, about right now.
So I kinda tell the truth. "My dads a dick." There's a look of alarm on her
face as she comes to a convulsion which makes me laugh. "Don't he's not like
that. He's not a pedophile or anything, he's got this holier-than-thou attitude
that just pisses me off."
"Sorry for assuming it to be that."
"No it's fine I get why you think that, it would make sense as to why I'm so
promiscuous. Like I'm trying to fuck the pain away or something, in fact, yeah
that's why I do it. Just to get away from it all and forget about daddy." Maybe
that IS why I do what I do.
"What about your mother?"
"Never knew her." Is my rather blunt and short response.
"Really?" Jasmine asks sounding unconvinced and I raise a brow. "Sorry, it's
just that, she did carry you around for nine months, so she should have felt
some attachment."
Its kinda of a shitty point here. Angels at one point weren't born like humans,
we we're simply created through Gods grace and will, though now I believe it's
possible to birth Angels like humans. However I am not one of them.
"Maybe she couldn't or something. I know I can't." I shrug at her.
"What's his problem?"
"He's a deeply religious man." I explain rather simply.
That seems to be enough for her to understand. "Oh I see. I know the feeling."
I'm watching her carefully, telling her silently: I listening. "My parents are
the same, both christen and didn't take kindly to my bisexuality. I haven't
spoken to them years." She looks down and hug her in order to comfort the
woman.
"Then I met Steven." She says after a moment. "Then my life got better. We
started to slowly open up to each other and then before i knew it, we're both
married. I'll never forget when he proposed to me, that feeling of shock, fear
and happiness makes me wish I could live that day over again."
"He sounds like a nice guy."
"He is, I mean he let's me sleep with other women, but then again you most men.
They think two girls kissing or fucking are a gift from above."
"Meh, depends on what you believe." Is my dismissive answer.
"What do you believe?" She asks me, pulling away to watch my face for any
reaction.
I sigh. "I think there is a God, but he's just not listening. You?"
"I-I do think God exists." She admits. "I just don't know if that matters, I
mean does it?"
"That will depend on who you are. I think that he does and we should just do
whatever we want too."
"But what about sinning?"
"What the Hell do you think we've been doing together these past three days?" I
scoff and open my arms wide.
"Sorry." Jasmine blushes. "It's just that, I have pretty much committed
adultery. Even if I have his consent, I fear that I'm going to Hell anyway."
"Is that what scares you? The fear you'll burn for all eternity?" I ask to be
sure and she nods meekly. "Don't be. After you pass from this life, you'll be
judged fairly and sent to Heaven, Hell, Limbo or even reincarnation."
I'm not really sure if they've changed things up there though. I know for a
fact Limbo, reincarnation are new, but I'm unsure if either are choices.
"You make it sound like you've been there." She notices and I simply laugh.
"It's all about personal belief and interpretation." I tell her. "Just go
through your life like normal, don't let the fear of burning in Hell dissuade
you. God doesn't want to be praised everyday, he wants you to live your life
however you want too."
"Even if I sin?"
"Even if you sin." I repeat with a nod.
"Y-Your right, I shouldn't let it bother me. I should enjoy my life to the
fullest." She smiles at me and I return it.
After our conservation, we spend the rest of the day doing stuff around the
house. Jasmine seems to have bleached the conversation away from her thoughts,
as we simply waste the day.
I think about tonight and wonder how it will go.
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That Night.
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The entire day had been a rather screwed up mess. Every single minute I wanted
to fuck Jasmine as she deliberately teases me. The minx, bent over at times,
leaned close towards me, so that I can see her chest, she even buried my face
in her bosom, once.
I swore that I'll fuck her roughly for that.
Then it's was nightfall and we made ready for bed. I was already undressed and
sitting on the bed just waiting for her to return from the bathroom. She was
taking sometime as she was showering, but I didn't mind, squeaky clean or
fucking filthy, I'll screw her either way.
Finally she entered the room in all her naked glory. Her dark skin, scrubbed
and toweled, giving off a shine as the light reflected off her. She shut the
door behind her, face lit up in a smirk as she saw my growing erection. And
approached me.
"Ready for this surprise?" She asked and nodded eagerly. "I want you to, fuck
me in the ass."
"Anal?" I asked in confusion, not really what I was expecting but still a nice
little surprise. "That it?"
"I've always wanted to do it, properly" She confessed with a light blush.
"Steven never done it with you?"
"No." She shook her head. "He thinks it's dirty and wrong, I understand his
reservations, cause its my asshole, but still I want to try it."
"Well sure I don't mind." I smile at her.
She returns it. "I think you've been very clear you don't. I mean you licked my
ass on the first day, and tongued my hole. So your ok with doing anal, right?"
"Yeah I don't mind." I reassure her. "But are you sure? Cause it might actually
hurt and such."
"Don't worry I've taken precautions, gotten lube and condom for you. I've even
cleaned out my anus just there." She told me and nodded in understanding.
"So that's why it took you long." I now understood. "Alright then, how are we
going to do this?"
Jasmine tilted her head to the side and smirked. "Lie on the bed, on your back
and wait."
With a smirk on my own face I climbed onto the bed and laid on my back. She
soon climbed onto the bed and then stood over me. Her polished asscheeks and
cleaned vagina and butthole, were over my head. Jasmine then opened her
buttcheeks and lowered herself down on me.
I watched as her puckered rosebud was coming close to my mouth. Once it was
close enough I moved my head up to lick at her ass. She stilled as my tongue
tasted her entrance, but then resumed moving down until she sat gently upon my
face.
Her ass smothered my face covering my nose and mouth. I was uncaring as I
lapped at her asshole, tasting her like I done three nights ago. Jasmine sat
atop like a Queen, squatting atop a slave. Like she's just had a shit and is
getting ass cleaned out.
My mouth didn't taste that much, she was rather thoroughly cleaned out. I moved
my hands to move up and take the place of her own ones. She allowed them to
swap and held her cheeks open, so that I may continue. Jasmine then used her
now free hands to reach out to my length. I felt her dark hands upon my
erection, they touched my hot cock, stroking it gently as I laid there.
The woman atop me moved her torso and head down to it. I felt her hot breath
tickling the crown of my cock, the exposed glans seemed to find tingly as she
breathed upon them. Then I felt her take it into her familiar mouth, sucking on
the tip like a lollipop.
I had to pull out my tongue and moan aloud at her blowjob. But she then shoved
her ass down onto my face again, and I had to return to work. While I had my
tongue inside her I wriggled it a little, and I swear she let out a muffled
moan in response.
But that didn't stop her from sucking on my shaft. Her head bobbed, her tongue
licked along my length, one hand held some of my dick not inside her mouth.
While the other hand fiddled around with my wet pussy.
Sometimes it sucked having both a cock and pussy.
We're both playing, teasing and working to make the other cum with our mouths
alone. She's really wet, I feel her juices flowing onto my bare chest. Jasmine
soon stops, letting my cock fall freely and sitting up. She then moves herself
off my face and I lay there in silence, while taking gulps of air. She gets off
the bed and commands me to stay with a hand while she collects the bottle of
lube.
She's goes for the condom, but I tell her to leave it. There's a moment where
she argues with me, but both of us are horny and not in the mood. So she caves
in and simply climbs back on the bed, without the condom, and lubes up a hand
and fingers. Then she starts to rub it up my shaft, the cool, cold liquid makes
me hiss and sigh as she gives my cock a good stroke and jerk.
Then she moves over me is now squatting, on her feet, above my cock. She uses a
hand to keep my dick standing, as she lowers her pucker to the tip. My cock
presses against her backdoor, prodding and pressing gently at her rear. She's
in control, allowing herself to take command.
I allow her too.
She looks over her shoulder to see my flushed face, I nod telling her to go.
Her head turns away as she then slowly, and carefully lowers herself upon my
dick. A loud moan leaves the both of us, as my cock entered her, rather tight
asshole.
It wasn't easy for my dick to push inside, but Jasmine had full control of how
much of me enters. She seemed to so far be enjoying it as she pushed more of my
member inside. Her tight ass was gripping me like a vice, her mouth let out a
pleased sigh as my full length was inside.
There was a pause, a moment for us both to collect ourselves. She stayed
impaled on my dick, her back to me as I laid there in shock. I wanted to fuck
her now, to just jerk my hips up and start to ruin her ass. But I feared
hurting her and kept a tight control upon myself.
Jasmine then started to move. I seen and felt her lift up her ass, before
moving it back down, slowly. My eyes closed and I allowed the feeling of her
tight anus to pleasure me. She slowly lifted and lowered herself, waiting until
her shitter had adjusted to my size. She didn't appear to be in any pain, for
which I was glad. It wasn't until she was sure that she could, did she begin to
ride me.
It happened a little suddenly and my eyes were still closed. But all the
sudden, she started to hop up and down on me like a bunny sending of waves of
shock. I groaned as my dick was being pumped inside her, her ass had loosened
up a bit, but still had a nice grip upon my length.
"Shit." I groaned out as she eagerly rode me.
Jasmine seemed to enjoying herself. "Yes! This is what I've wanted!" She called
out as I laughed at her words.
I ended up lifting myself up and hugging her from behind. She stopped moving
and I ended up thrusting upwards into her instead. My hands moved around and
played with her globes, gripping her firm mounds and pulling gently on them, as
thrusted into her from below.
My mouth was upon her neck, nipping at her flesh and moving up to her earlobe,
where I bit and tugged it. She turned to look back at me and I kissed her on
the mouth. Soon our tongues were duelling one another, a fight for supremacy as
each of us tried to force the other to submit.
But in a moment of either lust or simply stupidly, I moved my hands down, then
under her legs and I lifted her up with my superior strength.
The action forced her to brake off the kiss, as Jasmine noticed that she was
being held up by a small, younger girl like it was nothing. I was still inside
her ass, but we stopped as she looked confused.
"W-What?" She wanted to say more.
But I didn't give her the chance, as I moved us off the bed and over to the
window. I pressed her chest and face against the glass, and she protested at
first. But my strength and the fact that I resumed pounding her asshole
squashed any further resistance.
"Oh shit! Jessica!" She shouted, her head and tits pressed firmly against the
glass. I wonder if someone was walking by this time at night.
"Do you like that bitch!?" I asked fucking her from behind, thrusting in an
upward motion, into her.
"Yes!" Was her response.
"You love anal, you dirty whore!?"
"I do!"
"You want me to cream your asshole?" I found myself nearing my end.
"Please! Please cream my butthole!" She begged.
With a smirk I pounded her harder, faster, each thrust and stroke getting me
closer to the edge. I stood on my tiptoes as I pressed against her back, my
pelvis thrusting into her.
Then I came.
It was a singular powerful cumblast. I shot into ass, firing a load of cum,
possibly the same volume I had done three nights ago. Jasmine came next,
squirting herself onto my feet and the floor. That only made me cum some more,
into her already clogged anus. I felt myself being milked dry of sperm, my
little baby makers being sent to die in her chocolate factory.
We stayed still for a time recovering, before I finally pulled out. A sigh and
pleased moan left Jasmine's mouth as took out my cock. Cum flowed and fell out
her nice, round, gaping hole. I was privately pleased with myself and moved
back to sat on the bed. Jasmine stayed against the glass, ass gaping, legs
apart as she recovered from her orgasm.
Then the woman slowly made her way to me. She laid on her stomach on the bed
just beside me, ass leaking out my cum and herself fatigued.
Neither of us spoke, but then she asked. "How strong are you?"
"Dunno." I told her slightly telling the truth. "I guess, it depends on when
I'm needing the strength or not."
"Regardless, I'm impressed anyway." She said with honesty. "Your just full of
surprises."
"Yup, that's me Jessica." I boasted lying down to stare into her tired eyes.
"The worlds greatest pussy pounder, and ass fucker."
She laughed weakly. "True enough."
"Tired?"
"Yeah, but I need to shower again."
"Leave it until the morning." I tell her and offer. "I'll get a towel to clean
it and you can wash in the morning."
"Ah, what the hell sure." She agrees. "Thanks."
"Don't mention it." I wave it off and head out to collect a used towel and dry
her ass abd legs.
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10th March, 2017.
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"So your leaving." Stated the older woman to me as I checked I had everything.
"Yeah." I respond not looking at her.
"Time seems to go a little fast." She commented.
"True, but it was only a week." I shrug.
"Would you stay longer?" She asks after a pause.
"... No." I answer and look at her sad face. "Look, I only stayed cause I had
nowhere else to go. And I get to bang a mature woman, (shrug), your husband is
coming back soon. Best if I'm gone, though don't get me wrong I enjoyed
myself."
She smiles sadly at me. "Your right. Jessica, will we ever see each other
again?"
"No." I say it with conviction.
"You sound so sure." She remarks with a raised brow and the folding of her
arms, though her eyes still hold sadness. "I know you lied to me about school.
I don't really care, as I said your a good kid, but promise me something: if
your ever in trouble or need help, you'll come back."
There's a moment where I don't know how to respond. But then I say. "I can't
really promise that to be honest. I did lie about school, I haven't been going
in years. I've honestly been wandering around for God knows how long."
"Don't you ever get tired of it?" She asks. "Cause if you want, you can stay,
I'll talk to Steven and everything."
"Nah." I tell her. "Thanks, but I enjoy the world and seeing people."
"You mean fucking them."
"That too." I grin. "Jealous?"
"A little. It's crazy, I feel like I've known you for years, yet it's only been
a week. It's like your my best friend or something."
"I think I'm more of a sex friend."
"True enough."
There's another pause as I finally gather what I need and decide to leave the
house. She follows from behind me and I'm walking down the pathway. I stop and
turn to look at her, I can tell she's fighting herself, torn between keeping me
here and letting me go.
So I open my arms and she's quick to hug me. We stay embraced, her chest
pressing against mine, making my dick wanting to wake up.
She knows. "Want me to take care of it?"
"No. Last thing I need is your husband walking in on us." I reply. "Besides
I'll take care of it later, and I'll be thinking of you the whole time."
Jasmine chuckles and ruffles my hair, before braking off the hug and kissing my
forehead. I then start to leave, heading to Lampton in search of this school.
I know she's watching me the whole time and I ignore it. Part of me thinks of
staying, but what would that accomplish? I'm a Fallen Angel, I don't age.
It would never work out between us.
Besides: considering how many times I came inside her, she might have my bun in
her oven.
***** Lampton All Girls School 1 *****
Chapter Summary
     Jessica arrives at the school. Where strange disappearances have
     happened.
Thursday, 16th March, 2017.
Lampton All Girls School.
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The school is surrounded by a small woods just outside the city of Lampton and
has dormitories for its female students and staff. But I don't care about that
as I stand before the open gates of this school. Their not locked and I see a
flood of girls trickling inside, with many sending me curious and suspicious
glances.
Not that I blame them as I look fucking stunning, at least I think so, too
myself. You see I'm wearing one of their uniforms, that consisted of a dark
green blazer, white shirt underneath that, followed by a skirt which is to my
knees. I'm wearing socks up to them also, along with little black shoes. It's
kinda funny as I look like a proper schoolgirl, though with purple hair.
Probably should change that, but eh, I like having purple hair. Besides I got
rid of the glasses, ain't no need to bother with them. Might try them on
another time, but for now I'm a-okay without them.
So yeah, they don't recognise me and as such stare with curiosity. I'm smug on
the inside feeling their stares as I enter the schools grounds and head to its
main building. I enter into the place, still being stared though by teachers
and make my way over to the reception area.
Here I meet a woman of about twenty two, with blond hair tied in a neat bun and
clear blue eyes. She's hunched over a book, ticking off things, but raises her
head once she sees me approach.
After a frown and a raised brow, she asks. "Can I help you?"
"Yes." I answer with a nod and measured respect. "I've just transferred today.
I'm Jessica Murray."
Another frown. "I wasn't aware there was another transfer. Our system didn't
mention it."
I keep forgetting about human technology. "Might be a glitch, cause my dad said
I'm starting here now." I shrugged and did a little manipulation with some
angelic magic.
My hands were in my skirts pockets and they glowed a little as I did my work. I
did a small spell upon the woman, convincing her mind that she indeed knew for
a fact I was transferred here. Then I added for her to "correct" the glitch,
easy.
There was a slight dulling in her eyes as my magic worked. Then she nodded.
"Yeah I'm sure that's it. I'll fix it later myself, though I'll admit I'm
surprised your father sent you here."
"Cause of the disappearances?" I asked hoping for some info.
"Shh, not so loud." She hissed at me. "How do you know?"
"It's all over the news." I shrugged as she blushed. "What can you tell me
about it?"
She shuffles around uncomfortable before answering. "Look, I can't discuss it,
the headmistress would fire me."
"No offence, but I'm the one in danger here. So I think I deserve to know the
truth."
"If your in danger, then why did your father send you here?"
"Cause he's a dick." I smirk at her gaping mouth. Those lovely little lips
gasping in shock, wonder if I can shag her afterwards.
"You've got a very filthy mouth." She comments after regaining her bearings.
I just smirk in response and she says. "Look, I can't take the chance that the
headmistress will overhear us. I'm sorry."
She's so genuine about it, then I ask. "Is there a way too discuss this without
her hearing about it?"
"M-Maybe, but it's not really appropriate."
"Why not?"
"Because it would require you coming to my room after school, at night." She
revealed.
My inner schoolgirl leaps with joy at the thought and I say. "Hey I won't tell
if you won't."
"N-No, we shouldn't." She shakes her head.
But I then shake my head. "No we should. Look think of it like this: your
helping a new student settle in and warning them of whatever the hell is going
on."
"And if your caught in my room?" She asks back. "Do you have any idea what
people will think of me? To have a student in their room at night? The public
will think I'm responsible."
"Are you?" It was possible that she was the cause, I'd still fuck of course.
"No!" She hissed back furiously, convincing me, for now. "I don't know who is
responsible."
"But you know something." I guessed and she looked at me strangely.
"There's something off about you." She stated after a moment. "I can't place
it, but there's just something that feels different."
"Invite me to your room and I promise to tell, you everything." And fuck your
brains out.
There's a moment of hesitence, but she consents and nods. "Alright then.
Teachers sleep in the building to the east from the main building. Just follow
the path and you'll be there, but be careful. Students aren't allowed to be out
on school grounds at night. You'll have to avoid the few patrols and remain
unseen. My room is on the second floor, number 19, on the west side of the
building from the foyer entrance."
Nodding my head I accept her instructions and promise to stay out of sight.
With her mind slightly at ease, she then begins handing the regular stuff.
Timetable, map of the school and it's grounds (handy) and form to fill out.
From there she informs me that the schools dormitories, for the students, is to
the west of the main building. Since there's a problem with the system, I'll be
rooming alone which is fine, for now.
After being given the stuff and filling out some other things. I was officially
enrolled in the school, which was easier than I thought. The receptionist
warned me of my language, which made me chuckle. She then gave me a message to
give to the teachers, so that they know who I was and why I wasn't listed down.
So I then went to my first day of class.
I won't bore with the details as I found it tedious. So instead let's skip
ahead a little.
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Lunch.
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It's now lunch time and I'm in the cafeteria eating a little. Or more
accurately nibbling on something as I watch the other girls pass by. Their all
wearing the same uniform, though few forgo the blazer and only shirts, which
makes my dick wanna stand up. But I'm quick to control that, as the last thing
I need is an erection in public.
Instead I pretend not to be listening as gossip abounds.
"Who's that?" Someone asks.
"Dunno. Transfer I suppose."
"See her hair? How does she get away with it?"
"Maybe her daddy bought the headmistress?" Another questioned.
"You new here?"
"Yeah."
"Take it from me, the headmistress is a real hardass."
I really need to meet this woman at some point.
"She looks like a weirdo." A brunette says, vein appears in my head.
"Hey look, the student council president is heading to her."
That line gets my attention and look over to see another girl coming to me.
She's seventeen with silver hair and ruby red eyes. The girl is tall thin, with
a flat chest and she wears the same blazer, though with an armband around her
left arm, with the school's insignia on it. She also wore dark trousers instead
of the skirt, which didn't bother me as I looked at her with a inquisitive
look.
"Good evening." She greets as she stops a little away from my position.
"Sup." I reply nonchalantly.
Her mouth moves into a thin line, but she says. "I was just informed of your
transfer here recently, I wanted to welcome you to our school."
She extended a pale hand out to me, and I took it. "You don't need to roll out
a welcome mat, miss?"
"Hana Fray." She introduces herself. "I'm the student council president."
"I'm Jessica Murray." We shake hands and then retract them.
"Pleasure, but I must inform you of something." She then turned rather serious
as I stared. "The school prohibits dyeing ones hair. Please refrain from this
action in the near future, otherwise you will find yourself in trouble."
"Alright Hana." I respond with grin.
"Please refer to me by my last name, as we don't know each other too well."
Hana requested.
"Who knows, maybe we will." I do that thing with the eyebrows as I smirk at
her.
Of course she's unimpressed. "I doubt that Miss. Murray. Now I will leave you
be, please enjoy yourself in our school."
"Oh, I will." I couldn't help but giggle.
She's sighs and shakes her head at me, probably recognising me as a
troublemaker. But I'm a fucking angel, or was but that's besides the point, I'm
always a good girl.
After she leaves I head off to the bathroom. Partly because I just need to go
and also to think a little, about what I'm going to do.
I enter the toilets and go into a stall and sit down on the toilet. I don't
really need to go, if I don't want too, as I'm in full control of my body. Like
I said in chapter 1 I'm able to change it to my whim. Even make it so that I
don't need to go if I wanted too. But it's kinda weird, I just like going to
the bathroom at times, helps me think a little.
As I said: weird.
Anyway, I'm sitting on the toilet, skirt hiked up and panties down as I piss. I
don't mind standing, but you never if someone is going to be looking under the
stalls or not. So I just sit there and allow myself, to let my body do as its
supposed too.
My mind starts to think and consider what's going on. You see I haven't found
evidence of a demon or angel, be it regular or fallen. But I have felt a
presence or scent in the air, a kind of pinch if you will. I can't say for
certain what it is, other than it belongs to something nonhuman.
What that is for now is a mystery. I'm going to have too put some effort into
this and discover whom is behind the disappearances. My money is on a demon,
but I don't know for now. All I know is, that the main building is coated with
the presence of something. Don't know what, but I assume it's connected to the
disappearances and I wonder what it means.
You see, normally demons leave behind a trail to follow. Be it a path corpses
or even just a scent to follow. But this one is different. I think it's because
whatever it is stalking these kids, is using humans to do its work. It would
answer as to why I can't follow the presence to its source and why it's over
the main building.
Dunno if it's in the dormitories or staffs dormitory, but I'll see later. For
now though I'm going to take it slow, and figure out what it is and who's
helping it. If I can find someone who's been near the thing, then I can follow
or use them to deal with it. Can't say if the people it has are dead or alive,
but if their alive ill save them. Maybe get a victory fuck as compensation.
The toilet door opening brakes me from my thoughts, along with the sound of
three pairs of feet tapping across the tiled floor. I fix myself, pulling up my
underwear and putting my skirt back down. Then I sit still, bringing my knees
to my chest as I listen in.
"What do you think of the new girl?" A bubbly voice asks.
"I think she's a creep." One familiar one answers, then adds. "She's got purple
hair and I swear she's eyeing all the girls in the room. Like honestly what the
fuck?"
I make a mistake and snigger, which I thought was silent. But they turn silent
and I sit still, before closing my eyes and mumbling a spell. My eyes open and
I'm able to see through the cubicle doors and walls, I can three thin pretty
girls outside, with one having a nice pair of knockers.
One of the girls, a brunette, looks under the stalls, but doesn't see my feet.
However she remains unconvinced and heads to the end of the cubicles and starts
kicking in the doors. Slowly she makes her way down to mine, and I'm quick to
act.
Again I use a common spell upon myself. It's an ancient and normal one, which
both demon and angel alike have in common. It makes us invisible to mortal
eyes, making our bodies almost ghostly in appearance, but unseen from human
sight. I'm still there but if you were to touch me, your hand would pass
through me and you'd feel a little chill.
It's good fun at Halloween.
So I'm now sitting on the toilet, completely unseen. My body shimmers slightly
as I move, but it doesn't brake concealment. Then the door of my stall is
thrown open, and I sit there giving the brunette the finger.
Of course she doesn't see me, but she does stop. Instead of heading to the next
stall she then enters mine, shocking me as I gape at her in silence. She walks
over, her legs apart and looks between my legs, then crinkles her nose.
"Eww, who doesn't flush?" She groans as she stares into the toilet water
beneath me. It's yellow of course, with a faint stench slowly rising.
"Ghosts?" The blond with knockers behind her answers as their other friend
smiles at them, politely.
"... Shut up Annie." The brunette orders before resuming her task.
I chuckle to myself mentally as she flushes the toilet for me. Her hand passes
through my arm, and I see her still before she shakes her head and flushes. She
then turns and leaves, shutting the door, but I can still see through.
Before she continues her kicking spree, Annie speaks up. "But what if it was a
ghost Chelsea?"
"There's no such thing." Chelsea replies and I grin.
"But Chelsea." Whines Annie, causing her to stop the kicking. "What if ghosts
are the reason those other girls are gone?"
"Christ's sake Annie." Groans Chelsea laying her forehead at a stalls door. "I
doubt ghosts had something to do with it. It's probably a older creepy guy,
that the police will catch soon enough."
"Agreed." The dark haired one says before Annie could talk. "I'm sure it's just
that and everything will be resolved in time."
The three girls continue talking a little, about some shit before they finally
leave. I sigh as I see them leave, and sit there for a moment. But before I can
dispel my magic and return to the mortal coil, another girl enters. She's got
dark ginger hair, with tanned skin and green eyes.
She enters into my cubicle and places her bag on the ground. I sit there
watching as she pulls down her trousers and then sits down atop me. Her body
phases through mine, easily passing my transparent flesh and being. The girl
shudders as she sits, directly on me, her torso over my torso, her legs nearly
in the same position as mine.
I'm grinning wickedly as I move my head through hers and look down. She rubs
her arms, possibly wondering why it's suddenly chilly, then begins to urinate.
A golden stream flows out as I watch, holding back my cackles as I witness this
scene. I can't remember if mortals can hear me or not, while I'm in this form,
but why spoil this moment?
Once she's done she takes some toilet roll and wipes herself. I move a hand
down there to trail a finger on her slit, touching her outer folds. She gasps
in shock and stills as she stares down, bewildered. I begin to rub her pussy
lips, touching her vag with a smirk as she moans.
She tries to hide it and her eyes squeeze shut, and her legs close together.
But it's not enough as I start to fiddle with two fingers down there. Rubbing
her labia with the tips, soon making her wet as her cunt starts go produce
moisture, which would normally coat my fingers. However because I'm
transparent, the liquid instead passes through and falls into the water beneath
us.
The girl pants and mewls cutely, as I fiddle with her. But that soon turns into
a gasp, as I insert my fingers into her warm tight tunnel. She gasps and moans
as they enter, her body cringing and contorting at the strange, yet familiar,
feeling of fingers entering her cunt. My other hand moves around to join and it
begins to tweak her exposed clitoris, my two fingers and thumb pull and rub the
thing.
"What the fuck?" She groans out, her legs opening wider as I work her.
"You like that you little bitch?" I ask but receive no reply. So she can't hear
me, good to know.
Her breathes start to hitch as I begin to pump my fingers. They start to slowly
fuck her, like a dick would and I can feel (and sense) that she's not a virgin.
So I quicken the pace, as she huffs and puffs, her mouth opening and closing as
I work her hole. Her clitty is still being teased, probably driving her over
the edge, as I get the feeling of her never doing this before. I'm sure waves
of pleasure are coursing through her, and moans lightly to much touch.
"Rose? Rose?" Someone suddenly calls out.
Rose's eyes shoot open, and she tries to stop me. But of course her hands and
fingers can't, so she's forced to answer while I still play. Ain't no reason to
stop.
"Y-Yeah, Ca-Carol?" She calls back.
"You alright?" Carol asked from the other side of the door.
"Y-Yes." Replied Rose with some difficulty, as I add another finger inside her
making them gasp.
"You sure?" Carol questions, as she seems to sense something being wrong. "You
sound like your in pain."
"C-Con-sti-pated, a lit-ttle." She groans out as I furiously fuck her faster.
My three digits inside her warm snatch are driving her close. I can sense her
about to cum, as my other hand still twiddles her clit, and her body begins to
quake.
"Oh, right I'll leave you then." Carol says, but adds. "Are you going to be out
soon though."
"I-I'll be... c-cum-mming soon e-enough." She huffs out as I laugh at her
words, knowing which she is truly implying.
The other girl doesn't, of course, get the true meaning. Instead she says
she'll be outside, as Rose moans out an agreement.
Then she puts a hand over her mouth, and faintly hear her cry out in pleasure.
Her inner walls constrict around my fingers and I find her to be a squirter.
The girl's pussy sprays out a stream of cum into the toilet bowl, and through
my fingers. She goes ridged as her body creams, and her eyes close in eternal
bliss. I sit there allowing her to have her fun, as I can't do anything yet.
Though I make plans to do something similar like this later.
Rose feels my fingers leaving her body, and she takes the hand away from her
mouth. Her breathes come out in pants and she slowly regains her breathes. With
shaking knees she manages to stand up and bends down to pick up her trousers
and knickers. I'm still sitting on the toilet, grinning at her at her rear as
finishes tidying herself up. She looks at the toilet, and is possibly wonder,
what the fuck was that?
The girl then flushes it, her hands shaking as she leaves the stall to wash
herself up. I sit there and await the moment until she leaves.
After she does, I end the spell on my eyes and form. Making me appear as I
always did, to regular people and I sit there, that coming here was one of my
better decisions.
I then wash my hands and resume the rest of the day.
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Nightfall.
Jessica's Room.
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So it's now nighttime and I've learned very little as to who or what is behind
the disappearances. The scent however lingers upon the main building and the
student dormitory. So that implies to me that either, a student is responsible
for the disappearances, or this is just another abduction location.
Well, I'm about to visit that receptionist.
I'm currently in my own room. It has a second bed and even bathroom, but
currently I'm alone as I sit on the bed and get myself ready to head out. I
haven't bothered to wear anything else, as I don't really see a reason to,
besides I'm gonna fuck that woman.
After a little stretch and making myself invisible again I head out, taking my
keys. Don't really need them, as I can just open the door with magic or good
old lock picking. Anyway, I leave the room and enter the silent hallway and
follow the way out to the front door. Once I'm downstairs I head outside and
follow the path back to the main building, where I follow the woman's
directions.
It's easy to find the other building as its simply through the woods and
following a path. But I notice that scent of whatever isn't present, implying
to me that the staff don't have anything to do with this. Could be wrong, but
if I'm not then I get to punish some naughty girls.
So there's a few patrols outside the large building. But their human, so they
can't see me as I cruise on by, my feet making no noise as enter the foyer and
head up. I then head to the west wing, in search of number 19.
Obviously I had no trouble, as I stand outside her room. With hum I preform
some more spells on the room itself, to conceal our activities. Then I dispel
myself, allowing me to be seen again, and I knock upon the door.
It only takes like three seconds before it opens. The receptionist stands
there, with clear shock upon her face as she probably didn't expect me to
appear.
I grin in a goofy fashion and soon she gets over her shock and allows me
inside. Her room is slightly larger than mine, with a few differences. She has
a bigger chest of drawers and even wardrobe than me, plus a study desk and
double sized bed.
She closes the door behind me and asks. "How did you get here?"
"I walked." I reply with a smirk and shrug.
Her eyes narrow. "You know what I mean."
"It's what I do." I sit on the bed crossing my legs.
"Who are you?"
I pause a moment before coming up with a very shitty lie. "I'm a detective."
She stares some more, the wheels in her head turning as she digests that. Then
she snaps. "Get out."
"Why?" I ask in innocence, my eyes big and cute, like a puppy.
Seems to have an effect as she stills slightly. "Are you some sort of teenager
detective?"
"Actually I'm twenty."
The woman blinks as her jaw drops. "Seriously?"
"Yeah." Lies are fun. "I just have a short stature, cause my growth stunted for
some reason."
"That's a little creepy." No argument here. "No offence, but having a twenty
year old woman, masquerading as a teenager does set some alarm bells off. Like,
for all I know your a perverted pedophile or something."
"I can assure you, that's not why I'm here." If your bullshit meter hasn't gone
off yet, then you should just stop reading. "I've been hired by some families,
who paid extra for anonymity, to look into the disappearances. They just want
their daughters back, and I am to help them."
And to maybe a screw a few of them, as a tip.
"This is insane." She sits down besides me and sighs. "I can't believe shit
like this is real."
"I'm not Horatio, but I'll get the job done." She chuckles at my reference.
"CSI Miami? Really?"
"Hey it's a good show, and a little inspiration." I shrug and ask. "So, what
can you tell about what's going on?"
"There's not much to be honest." She starts with a shuffle. "The girls went
missing at night, or we assume so. We didn't know they were gone until morning.
Their roommates didn't notice until they awoken, at which point we found out
they were missing. Police haven't found anything, and the parents haven't
received a ransom message as of yet. It just scares me to think there's someone
on campus who can do that."
Hmm, so they only went missing at night, implying that whatever it is, is
nocturnal. Or at least smart enough to know that humans are more vulnerable at
night. And to an extent less active, but how did it lure them out?
"Obviously our school has been suffering from this. I know that sounds rather
cold, but we do care about them, we just don't know what the hell is happening.
It's like a ghost story or something."
"In your own mind, do you have any idea as too whom is doing this?"
"No." The woman responds with a shake of her head. "I can't fathom any of the
teachers doing this."
"What about the students?"
She looks over to me like I'm mad. "Why would any of the girls to this to
another?"
"Could be a prank gone wrong. Could be a revenge gone wrong, but I don't know
yet as I've only just arrived here." I tell her and add. "But I need some
suspects and if you can help me, it would be appreciated."
I move closer to her and she blushes slightly, looking away and mumbling. "W-
Well, I've noticed that a girl named Laura Stirling, has been acting odd. Well
more so than usual."
"What do you mean by that?"
"She's one of three members of a Occult Club in the school. They don't do
anything expect for goof off, and read some tomes, and pray to some spirits. Of
course each of them are considered crackpots, but that's about it. But Laura
tends to be rather more into to it than the others. It's kinda disturbing at
times."
Looks like I need to pay this Laura a visit. But first I need to know
something. "What's your name?"
"Thought you were a detective?" She quipped.
I chuckle. "I am, but I only snoop into stuff when it's part of the
investigation. No reason to look into your life, unless I think it's apart of
this. Just need to know what to call you, as we're going to working together."
"What?!" She shouts out before quieting herself. "W-What do you mean?"
"Your gonna help me find out who's doing this." Before she says anything I
quickly say. "Your not going get totally involved, your only going to look up
some stuff, like student files and such."
"But that's confidential."
"And I need information, like one of these students could be responsible for
this. I would like to have enough information on them, as to understand who
they are and how they work. Last thing I want is to confront them and kill them
self or one of the girls."
She's obviously rather hesitant, and I don't blame her. But she nods
reluctantly and says. "My name is: Sarah Beck."
I smile and purr. "It's a pleasure to meet you Sarah.
Then before she could answer I move in and kiss her on the mouth. Her mouth
opens in shock, and shoot my tongue inside to play some tonsil hockey. She
moans into my mouth, her eyes soon become heavy and close over, as her own
tongue starts to fight back.
We're engaged with one another in a duel. She's surprisingly feisty as she
fights back, her tongue wriggling against mine, before into my mouth. I'm now
having to defend the home turf, from the invader and my mouth morphs into a
smirk. We kiss and push her onto her back, where I climb atop her chest and
belly. My hands begin to roam, and slowly I'm undoing the buttons of her
cardigan.
She's lies under me, our lips still locked as I start to undress her. Slowly
her hands move up and undo the buttons of my blazer, and we brake off the kiss
to start undressing. I throw off my clothes, taking the blazer and shirt off
first, then shoes and socks.
Sarah was doing the same, but stops as she notices a tent in my skirt. Her grow
wide as she stares at the bulge and she looks up at me with a puzzled face.
With a dramatic flair, I throw off my skirt showing my dick poking out my
underwear, which are taken down soon enough. She's gaping in shock as she sees
my cock standing proud like a regular mans.
Her brain is short circuited, unresponsive as she sits there. The cardigan is
off, but her shirt and trousers remain on, with her fingers stopped mid way of
unbuttoning her shirt. Knowing she can't do it herself right now, I move over
to her and start to finish it.
The woman allows me to take over, simply letting me do so. She tries to speak
but she instead gapes like a fish, as I slowly undress her.
Once her clothes are off, she manages to say. "I-I don't understand."
"I'm a hermaphrodite, helps with being a detective, now suck my cock."
I then climb onto the bed, standing legs apart in front of her face. I'm on the
edge of the bed, but I retain my balance as she sits there. At first she only
stares but I move my hardon to her mouth. Her lips part and sink my member
inside, I moan out loud, as it's long overdue. She takes my length inside with
relative ease, as I move forwards. Then I pull my hips back and forth, moaning
the whole time as she sucks. My cock feels warm and wet as her mouth and throat
slowly begin to accommodate it.
Sarah even begins to bob her head slightly, eyes closed and tongue lapping at
my tip. I can feel it prodding the peehole itself and my toes curl in response.
It's like she knows what I like.
When I believe her ready, I grab her head with both hands. Then I start to
thrust into her mouth, fucking throat and jaws at once. She doesn't gag or
choke as I do this, instead she moans in a muffled way and hiss as I fuck her.
Sarah's hands move up to play with my pussy, I feel her warm fingers move up my
inner legs. From there they soon reach my wet snatch. She has her fingers enter
inside, as I slow my thrusts down to allow her so. They easily pass into my
loose cunt, until their at the knuckles, where she begins to pump them.
"Nice." I groan out. "Your gonna be a great bedwarmer."
She can't respond as her mouth is full of dick, and I continue to thrust. Her
licks around the shaft and glans of my cock, whenever it can. As her fingers
continue to bang from behind that, my body heats up and is slowly replenished
of magical energy, considering I've used a bit today.
Then I pull out my throbbing cock, giving it a slow stroke and having it drip
precum on her face. She pants in response to my dick above, her eyes full of
primal lust, as they reflect the image of my cock in them. I smirk down at her,
patting the head of my new fuck toy. She's still finger fucking me, and I allow
her too. Until I move off the bed and open her legs, pushing Sarah onto her
back, where she waits.
My erection is next at her entrance, rubbing up against her vagina. I'm like a
dog against his bitch as I lean over her body, my chest hovering above hers. I
look into her eyes, seeing her squirm, possibly in need as that infernal itch
sets in.
I watch as she rubs herself against me, her attempts to insert my penis into
her are silly. But I stop her with a palm on her belly, then I slowly move
inside. She gasps at the feeling of my dick entering her, and I let out a long
groan as I'm given the familiar, feeling of warm mature pussy.
It should be noted: I haven't fucked anyone since Jasmine.
Anyway I push my entire length inside, slowly as not to cause pain. Thankfully
she didn't feel any as I was soon fully inside. My dick was gripped on all
sides, her pussy gently caressing my member as it stopped. We stayed still
together, our bodies joined and slightly sweaty.
We stayed like this a moment, seemingly savouring it together. Then she made a
move of her hips, telling me to begin. With a smile and wink, I started to
thrust into her. Sarah lets out gasps of shock as I started to pound her cunt
with my powerful thrusts.
I'm standing on the floor while she's comfortable on her back, as fuck her. My
breathes come out in husks as I drill her hole, and my hands move her modest
bust. Their not too big, but their not flat either, as I cup each of them and
begin to rub the things. She squeaks in response, but doesn't try to stop me as
I proceed to with my desired actions.
The feeling of my cock penetrating her is a moment of total joy. Sometimes she
tries to roll her hips back into my thrusts, to add to the feeling and keeping
up the stimulation of pleasure between us. My head lowers towards her face and
once again we're locked in battle. I don't slow my thrusts, and feel her wrap
her legs around me as we become lost in the passion.
We're both just horny girls looking for a good fuck, and I can tell she hasn't
had it in some time. I'm happy to oblige as I fuck her, my cock ramming into
her valley.
Soon though I want to change things, and I brake off the kiss. I pull away
lifting myself up and I have her turned over on her stomach, while I'm still
inside her. Her inner walls rotate around my knob, making grunt in surprise
there, before I resume my rough rutting. Sarah appears to have simply given
into my desires, lying there as fuck her from behind. She looks fatigued, yet
appears to be nearing end.
With that I redouble my efforts and lift her up. I grab under her belly and
chest, then raised her up high, until her feet settle upon the bed itself. She
moaning now, as I thrust upwards, slightly deeper into her cunt than before.
Her back is against my face, beads of sweat run down and I lick them up. My
tongue tastes her, and hisses at it before I start to kiss her flesh. I notice
her arms moving and it appears she's playing with her own breasts.
Like a whore she moans, her previous professionalism gone, replaced only by a
woman wanting herself to used by a willing dickhead, such as myself.
Then things start to change. She begins to hop herself, shifting up and down
upon my shaft, self-fucking herself as I stand there feeling my cock ready to
cream inside her. But she appears to be coming in a few moments herself.
And with a cry of joy and splendour she does. Her cunt soon tightens around my
member, almost painfully and she stops as her pussy cums. Her juices flow out
leaking from her, and to an extent stain the bed sheets as some squirt out onto
them.
Her cry of pleasure made me roar in passion as I creamed her insides. My dick
pumped itself, shooting my load upwards into her womb. I seen Sarah's eyes go
wide as she felt my seed moving within her, my cock throbbing and milking
itself dry as I came. She moaned as I grunted, shooting some more with an
impressive volume, that surprised me slightly.
After I was done, she fell to her knees after my grip slackened, and then fell
upon her chest. Her ass was raised up high, showing my cum flowing out her
cunt, a glorious sight to behold.
I sat on the floor, cross legged as I sighed and allowed my dick to shrink. My
cum continued to leak out her as I sat there watching, somewhat transfixed by
the sight. Sarah soon moved herself until she was lying flat on the bed,
possibly to stop her back from aching after being arched.
We were both quiet for a moment as we each recovered. I did a dispel of the
barrier around her room, which had kept the noise in, then I started to dress.
Once I was, I made my way over to her. She looked at me drained and eyes full
of curiosity as I loom over her.
I smile and tell her. "I'll come to you whenever I need something looked into.
But, if you find something, try and contact me, discreetly."
She nods silently, probably slowly remembering that I have both a cock and
cunt. I'm tempted to wipe the memory away, but instead I nuzzle her nose and
kiss her cheek. Her face blushes as I do this, and then she looks into the
sheets, away from my presence.
With that, I decide to stop tormenting her and take my leave.
It's only the first day here, and I think it's a success. I've integrated
myself in the school well enough, and I have one ally already. And I've fucked
her and even fingered some fine teen pussy, or should I say: sampled? Just need
to figure out who or what is screwing around here, and Laura will be a good
start.
And maybe turn that little bitch Chelsea into a cumdumpster, whenever I need
her.
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