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Chapter 38 by Drakavius Drakavius

Does George Fall For His Sins?

An Angel Comes For Him

“Back off you bitches.” The voice was commanding and familiar.

Magda and Melissa gazed behind them with surprise.

“I said BACK OFF. And get away from him.” George grimaced slightly, that voice… His one hope, his one salvation.

Parting from each other and splitting off to either side Melissa and Magda took in the form of this new comer. Magda recognized the person, well part of her.

Much like Magda and Melissa her form had been transformed into one of perfection, her almost bleach white skin seemed to shimmer and ripple slightly. Her wet hair hung down her back, a slightly darker shade of white, her youthened face and skin, her perfectly hanging and proportioned E cups, her taught stomach, flared hips and hairless mons a poetic mirror of the succubi who flanked her as she approached George, while black tipped white feathery wings flanked her shoulders.

“My angel.” George gasped feeling some vitality return, he still could repent. She had been sent to save him!

“Yes George. It’s me. I was spared.” Cheryl responded climbing up into his lap and pulling his head into her chest as she watched the succubi luridly gazing at the new beauty in the room. She could sense their wanting her, and her husband.

“Do you repent laying with these demons?” Cheryl asked George as he began kissing his way around her irresistible breasts as Cheryl stroked his cock pressing it against her mons.

“Ye… Ye… Yess….” George whimpered in response sobbing slightly as he hugged his angel close, clenching her tight desperately.

“Then let me take you into me, and purify you.” Cheryl seductively whispered into his ear, lifting herself up she positioned his cock and gasped gratefully as it penetrated smoothly into her waiting pussy.

George screamed in delight and pleasurable release as he felt his engorged cock enveloped within Cheryl’s folds. He had already been on the cusp of a climactic release and would have cum just from inserting into Cheryl except for something holding him back.

George groaned with delight feeling increasingly rejuvenated and invigorated as he pulled his wife close to kiss passionately. The concern of Magda and Melissa's demonic presence was gone as he and Cheryl made love to each other for the first time in too long.

As George thrust into the grinding pussy atop of him he reminisced about when he last felt so aroused and impassioned about having sex with Cheryl. He kissed his way across her chin and down along her neck to her shoulder.

Cheryl relished this first act since her return from the dead. Reclaiming her husband from the bitches that sought to take everything from her. “Yes! Right… there… keeep… going...” She screamed in delight as she came to orgasm on her husband’s cock.

Kissing George passionately she got off of him panting heavily. Seeing his girthy 16” cock was still rigid she stroked it gently before laying back on the floor. Fingering her clit and massaging a breast she gazed at him luridly. “Come, fuck me until the impurities in your soul come out.” Cheryl luridly invited giggling excitedly as George barely waited before thrusting back into her.

Arching her back in pleasure Cheryl smiled lewdly at her audience, sticking out a tongue seductively to taunt them.

George pounded into his wife with growing primal urges, each thrust rewarded him with not just the growing pleasure of climaxing twice already, but the feeling that the relief of cumming would happen soon.

Leaning down on his wife he kissed her. “I’m… so… sorry…” He grunted pleasurably, “Thank… you…”

Pulling George's head into her neck Cheryl whispered into his ear. “It’s ok. Just pledge to give your soul up to my Lord.”

Feeling further invigorated to cum George began thrusting harder, “I DO!” He screamed in pleasure feeling his cock unleash a torrent of cum as Cheryl orgasmed beneath him once more. As her back arched he resumed thrusting into her feeling himself increasingly drawn to cum again.

As he held his chest upright the two succubi stopped keeping their distance, stalking in they each began to suckle on his wife’s breasts. As George began to wonder what had gone on he noticed his wife’s wings were gone, wet imprints spreading out on the carpet from where they had laid.

“I didn’t think you were going to join us.” Melissa uttered as she kissed her way passionately up Cheryl's chest to make out.

George wanted to stop, but he couldn't he was unable to do anything but moan in pleasure and thrust aggressively into what he had thought was his wife returned as an angel to save him.

“I… DID… n't…” Cheryl gasped bridging her back into her husband as he continued thrusting into her.

For a moment she thought in ecstasy of her final mortal moments, the panicked fighting as she released what little breath she had under the water, as she choked and gasped while everything faded to black.

She could see the tunnel, and the light at the end of it that she had heard so much about. As she began to drift towards it she saw her life passing, hearing voices call to her.

“Are you going to give up on George?” The words resonated over everything, “Are you ready to just die?” Cheryl thought about her children, her grand children, places and things she hadn’t done. “Would you save them?”

“YES!” Cheryl declared to the darkening void around her, the tunnel to the light vanishing as pleasure, and growing desires took hold of her spiritual form.

George brought Cheryl back to the moment as he climaxed he pulled out cumming with all his ability on to his former wife as she orgasmed. Cheryl couldn't believe she had fought this until ****, moaning pleasantly as she enjoyed the two succubi licking the black droplets off of her.

George's still intact mind felt slight control regained back over his body. He started to stand, his mind feeling hazy as he tried to think of what to do. As he went to step away he felt the succubi tails wrap around his ankles toppling him back to the floor.

Cheryl slowly rose up and climbed atop of him. "We didn't dismiss you my dear." Cheryl stated straddling George and inserting his cock again as she laid herself against her husband sliding up and down on his cock while spreading her ass cheeks invitingly.

Melissa lapped her tongue across the bud of Cheryl's ass before thrusting her tail in aggressively and pulling Cheryl upright to make out with as she fondled the E cups as Magda came over on all fours and presented her tail for Cheryl to suck on as she groaned deeply at being double penetrated for the first time.

As they fucked together George was bombarded by the moans, groans, and slowly escalating screams. George wondered why he was relegated to watch as his body fulfilled its desires for pleasure, acting without him as the four came to orgasm together once more. As Magda pulled her tail from Cheryl's mouth she and Melissa took turns swapping cum with Cheryl, and then each other before all three began making out and fondling each other voraciously.

"Excuse me girls, it's time for me to finish what I came back for." Cheryl seductively commented pushing the succubi away she lay flat against her husband to deliver a final parting kiss as she willed his body to start fucking into her once more.

As his body began fucking her to all its mortal capacity George felt Cheryl not just making out with him, but feeding fluid down his throat. As his body began to gag and **** it kept forcefully holding the kiss as it slowly drowned cumming one last time into Cheryl.

As Cheryl parted lips and George's body grew still the Idol ushered off his tortured soul to consume it for the fuel needed to grow its strength and corruption. His body dissolved into a watery imprint on the floor, starting to spread out beginning to change the house to fulfill the needs of its new resident water nymph.

Turning to Melissa she pulled the succubus's hair before kissing her passionately, her skin rippling into its native watery appearance. "Thanks for killing me, it saved me a divorce, or worse. Not being gifted like this."

Getting up she sauntered back through the house to the phone she had scrambled for earlier in a panic, glancing at the time she frowned. It was far too late to call anyone, but she did intend to invite her daughter, and 18 year old granddaughter over. Or at least a pool boy, she did need to consume more souls for the Idol to create more essence to shift her house into the trap for souls to feed, and fuel the Idol's growing corruption.

Not to mention her own desires.

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