An object of pleasure

Your fingers run over your naked body as a euphoric aura washes over you. You feel weightless in the glow of pleasure before you realize you are literally floating in the air! You have a sense of shock and panic until you feel the tiny red particles flowing in your veins, reassuring you that it is in control. For some reason, that is reassuring. You let the manacite carry you over to the crimson woman who looks at you intently.

As you approach, you notice your body tilt back. Your legs spread and you are propped up like you were sitting in a chair. The lady’s face comes closer and closer, docking in between your legs. You gasp as she opens her mouth and seals her lips over your pussy! You lean back and moan, feeling her tongue slither inside. You can’t see it, but you feel it push in deep and expand. It fills you up with shocking speed, like an inflating balloon! You shiver and try to brace yourself against the air, grasping for anything that could give you purchase. Your squirming stops when you are held in place by the red dust. It holds you firm and you push against it as you feel the tongue pulsate inside your womb. You make a staggered groan as the novel sensation both freaks you out and excites you!

Between your legs, you see the red lady staring on with a content grin as she thrusts her tongue down your hole Her face becomes slickened with your juices as she unrelentingly pumps into you with her girthy appendage. You wrap your legs around her neck and arch your back, thrusting your hips into her face. You moan hoarsely. Then, you remember you are not alone.

As engrossing as being tongue fucked by a mysterious crimson entity is, you can’t help but notice james in the corner of your eye. He’s watching the scene unfold while stroking his recently shot phallus. This gives you a desire of your own. Your body twists around and hovers its way toward the young man as if you were floating in space, gracefully gliding. You tilt forward so that you are leaning towards your target. The crimson woman remains entrenched in your pink folds. As you twist and turn, she is lifted in the air with you, harmonized in your movements like she was an extension of your body.

James looks up to you as you lower your body over him. You do not meet his face, but instead, continue to lower, down into his lap. You pull his hand away and wrap your lips around his cock. You can taste the remnants of the cum he ejaculated into the woman currently tonguing your nethers. You shiver with pleasure from the memory, but you don’t know Who’s memory. You wonder if the lady can think and understand. Your thoughts waver, though, as the tongue undulates in your sopping wet pussy. The movements become exaggerated, causing your hips to buck and your body to bounce. You hold onto James for support, firmly sucking on his pipe with a renewed urgency!

Your roommate feels this and groans, eyes widened, mouth agape. “I can’t believe this is happening!” he announces in between moans. The three of you hold your positions, The room goes silent except for the wet smacks and slurps of your bodily fluids being exchanged. Soon, the man’s body stiffens and he cries, “Ngh… I’m going to cum again!”

You’d like to think your natural instinct would be to pull out and get away from the firing range, but you keep your mouth secured over James’ rocket. Exuberant sparks go off in your head as you feel the explosion go off in your mouth! The hit of dopamine sends your body into a tingle as cream oozes from the side of your lips. You eagerly drink it all in with wet slurps.

“Ooh my God… Callie… that was awesome…” James utters, looking exhausted.

You continue to lick him clean out of a sense of pride and cleanliness. His dick stays up for a while, giving you the slight hope of it coming around again, but eventually it limps down. You lay down next to James as he basks in his afterglow.

“I don’t know what got into me… but that WAS pretty awesome,” you admit to your roommate.

You look across and see the crimson woman mirroring your position on James’ right side. You hold out your hand and the apparition does the same. You tilt your head and it matches you. Alarmed, you whisper to your friend, “James… do you think that thing is self aware?” The humanoid creature tenses up, looking back at you.

James turns to the crimson woman and notes, “I don’t know, but I don’t think it's out to harm us… I mean, maybe to pleasure us…”

It’s true, the being has incredible power and hasn’t used it for anything but pleasure. “I wonder what it really wants…” you say as you are poked by something from behind. You yelp and turn to find one of the wash rags, rubbing your backside, soaking wet.

The both of you sit up as an assortment of enchanted wash implements set to work, mopping the floor and polishing up the mess you made through your fluid spilling debauchery. You squirm and giggle as the wash cloth slides around your thigh and gives you a good scrubbing. It rubs down your mons, squeezes between your labia and thoroughly wipes you clean, staying a bit longer down there because of the extra wetness it causes. Occasionally, it takes a dive into the water bucket that dutifully stands by as the objects clean. The bucket empties itself and fills up by the sink with a fresh batch of water and the process continues until your entire body is bathed. James gets similar treatment done by another washcloth as the crimson woman watches on.

They finish their work in a short time and the three of you are left alone, naked on the kitchen floor.

“... so what now?” you ask.

“I don’t know, but after all that, I could use a nap…” James says.

The crimson woman remains silent, but lifts James with ease and carries him over to his room.

“Ok… I guess… I’ll put something on…” you reply as the lady carries him away.

You watch that incarnation walk away with a dread at the pit of your stomach. It’s a realization that you are almost afraid to admit. The creation is catering to James’ whim. All the chaos before was based on his feelings and emotions at the time. Then, all the sexual energy was based on his desires. How do you know this? Because, you felt those same urges! When James wanted to take a nap, you felt the urge to put him to bed! James has control over all the red powder, including the powder that flows through your veins!