Candice Goes After Dion

Candice smiled devilishly as she got off the phone and gazed upon the three fuck sticks ready to keep pleasing her until Jeff arrived.

After all, she couldn't have him show up to find her not as slutty as she could be.

She really hoped he was a demon like that last image, she was more than ready to fuck to hell and back.

She had just one problem. One cock had left, and one was yet to participate. Seeing the ring being fidgetted in his finger as he tried to avoid acknowledging what was going on in the room, but finding himself unable to just leave.

Stepping up to Carlos she stroked his cock gently, leaning in to whisper in his ear.

"You know, if Dion keeps sitting out. He could get us all fired." Candice commented, letting go of his cock as Carlos knowingly nodded to Rob.

"Dion." Candice seductively called. She strutted towards him, each foot fall seeming to echo the heartbeat in his chest. "I can't help but feel you're being left out." She added, drawing all his focus to her.

Dion struggled with what to do. He resisted through most of what he couldn't bear not to watch. Even now he struggled with why he shouldn't just jump her. Standing up he paced slightly, like the trapped animal he was.

Candice stepped up pushing Dion's hand away from adjusting the awkward bulge that continued to throb in his pant.

"It's not really cheating on your wife if I don't make you cum. Hell, I'd say it shows your dedication to her, and even if I did, I'm sure she'd forgive you once I suck your cock to being as big as I can." Candice rubbed at Dion's bulge, keeping her needy eyes locked with his.

Dion's mind raced, he wanted to just agree with the busty black woman, to feel her breasts, the touch of her lips, the stroke of her tongue across his.

"NO!" Dion broke free of the temptation, lust and desire entwined around him entangling him like a propeller stuck in sea weed.

As Dion went to side step Candice he realized what he hadn't noticed in her approach. Carlos and Rob now stood behind him and quickly pulled him to the ground, pinning his arms and legs as he struggled.

"Look Dion, we know you love your wife." Carlos began, looking down at Dion as his arms tried to break free from the enhanced strength the Idol had bestowed upon his co-workers.

"Can't have you ruining a good thing, bud. Either you're in her, or you can out us." Rob quipped, somewhat surprised by how easily he was keeping Dion's legs pinned.

Candice crawled in between Carlos and Rob, passionately kissing each in turn as she turned to the task at hand and began opening Dion's pants.

"Don't worry, this won't hurt a bit. You might even like it." She commented as she pulled his rigid 6" cock out of his boxers.

She lapped up each side of it with a voracious moan, pleased to hear it echoed back by Dion.

Looking up to Dion, she smiled before finally downing herself and easily deep throating his cock.

Dion found himself stuck in the euphoria of the **** blow job. Never could he have imagined it would feel so good, in fact he had never felt anything like it, as a warm almost electrical vibe seemed to spread through his cock, and down into his balls.

As his resistance eroded into enthusiasm Carlos and Rob began relaxing their grips watching as Dion neared his first climax.

"Oh GOD!" He screamed as he felt the pleasure cascade through him, and then pool as he failed to cum.

"Mmm...." Candice hummed pleasurably, as her head lift off his cock he saw what she had discovered.

Candice took in the sensations of her new, elongated tongue, she watched pleasure wrack Dion as it coiled around his cock and milked it before she dove down on it again.

Carlos let Dion's arms free, one of the hands quickly coming to brush against Candice's face as she unceasingly sucked on his growing, and increasingly sensitive cock.

Coming off his cock, she lapped her elongated tongue across Dion's balls before turning to Rob with a smile as she heard the door to the room open behind her.

Seeing the shocked looks on Carlos and Rob's faces made her smile broaden.

As the two electricians shuffled back from the door Candice glanced over her shoulder.

Candice smiled at what she saw behind her.

The image hadn't done this justice.

Jeff stood in all his demonic incubus glory before them. Stroking his giant cock towards Candice he glared at her predatorially.

"I see you've been a busy slut." He remarked, sensing the depths of corruption in her and the present electricians. He could see the changes that had manifested in Candice and was quite pleased with the results of simply bumping into someone.

Candice licked her new tongue towards Jeff seductively before mounting the still prone Dion who still moaned in pleasure from her continuous stroking of his cock.

"Four men," Candice moaned heavily as she ground atop Dion's cock, "Four cocks... Four cocks and not a one." She gasped as Dion began to thrust up into her as she grinded down upon him. "No one can cum, or make me cum." Candice finished moaning hungrily as Dion grabbed hold of her quivering breasts and fondled them.

Jeff gazed about the room contemplating how best to relieve these four burdened people of the souls limiting their true being.