Hallway Delights with a Goddess of Love

I’m stalking the halls after my public humiliation of my current body. Tomoe is thoroughly covered in sweat and sex, just like Bao before her. Seems to be how I like my hosts.

I’m horny as hell, and need to find a release. Whether throwing myself on the first servant I see, or just going for public masturbation. Why not both? I prop Tomoe’s body up on the wall and strip down to nothing. I’m jilling like there’s no tomorrow. I’m focused entirely on the pleasure, before someone calls out.

“Hah. Like, what a splendid specimen of lust! Like, I can totally smell the sex you’ve had from here!” I look up and see another white-haired servant, wearing purple, covered in accents and flower designs.

It’s Kama, Indian Goddess of Love, and Lust if her boasts about being Mara are to be believed. She seems to be in her ascension two look, with modest breasts. Maybe she was drawn to me and could sense all the sex.

“Oh Kama, good to see you. I was just bringing myself to orgasm. Won’t you be a friend and help me finish?”

It’s a completely nonchalant ask, as if I was asking to borrow a pencil during class. I’m rather enjoying how much I can act like I’m not being a sex fiend in this body.

Kama oozes sex appeal, but in this ascension she likes to play herself off almost like a young adult, trendy and youthful. She tilts her head as she speaks and her voice takes an almost valley girl tone.

“You seem quite different, like, compromised even. If I didn’t know any better I’d say you were, like, a woman possessed by a demon of lust. But I’m the only being around here who can be considered a demon of lust. Except that damn nun… but she can go fuck herself for all I care. That selfish Buddhist bitch!”

Kama has seemingly pissed herself off just thinking about Kiara Sessyoin and breaks her cultivated character.

Kama comes back to her senses and regains composure. “Like, keep fucking yourself and whoever else you find. I can feel the lust around here has like, totally doubled this morning!”

Kama seems quite pleased. She doesn’t really understand the situation, but she understands the results. Lustful servants fucking and pleasuring themselves and others without limit? A field day for her and her domains.

“You talk—” I moan loudly. “Too much. Just get to helping me orgasm, you supposed love goddess.”

“Fine. I’ll join in.” In an instant, the valley girl act is tossed aside to the dirt. Kama parts her hair. Her face contorts and sharpens. Of course, she’s a goddess of love, lust, and above all in this situation, sex. She owns this situation and takes charge.

“Defiling a housewife is such an extreme example of lust.” Kama inserts herself into my sexual musings, pushes her body into mine with the grace of a ballerina taking the stage.

She bares herself to me and descends down to my exposed cum-encrusted pussy. “You’ve been quite busy. Third fuck of the day?” She opens her mouth and gets to work.

While she does, her hands are playing with Tomoe’s ass. Squeezing and slapping it. I haven’t done any assplay yet, aside from a couple slaps, so the feeling is new.

“Oh—” I moan yet again. “If only you knew.”

Kama is marvelously capable. She knows every way to please any kind of person, and this is no exception. Her tongue is doing things I didn’t know were possible, and before long she’s moved to do more. Her mouth now eating Tomoe’s sweaty asshole and her fingers flicking my bean.

My own ministrations and now Kama’s kamasutras have got me hot and bothered enough to be shaking. I’m flicking my tits and can feel every lap of her tongue in my asshole and every insertion into my pussy.

“Ugh, almost there!” I yell it out in ecstasy, and certainly anyone nearby heard it. Fortunately, we haven’t gotten an audience.

The love goddess reaches my apex with her mouth and fingers. I’m screaming in pleasure.

“KAMA! I’M CUMMING!” I burst and cum all over her face.

The love goddess is ready, she knew exactly when it would happen and has her mouth in position. It’s open to receive and lap up my fluids, without wasting a drop to the Chaldean hallway floor.

I slide down the wall to sit on the ground. My cunt is slick. I stick one of fingers in to find what remains is not cum, but saliva. Kama thoroughly cleaned my stolen pussy with her mouth earlier and lapped up what remained. It’s astounding.

I sit there and Kama gets right up into my face. She puts her hands to the walls beside me, cornering me before whispering sensually into my right ear.

“Thank you for the meal, Tomoe. Or whatever you are. I don’t really care, maybe you simply unlocked your true sexual desires.” Kama is savoring the taste of Tomoe’s insides. Her voice dripping in sexual intent. She bites my ear and stuffs her breasts into my face.

“This was just the start, you dirty defiled housewife. But for another time. We ought to part ways for now.” Kama backs away. She sticks out her tongue through her fingers. Her body turns around to leave, but I rapidly stand up to grab her right arm. I pull her back to me to lock her in for a kiss.

I need a new body. Tomoe is completely spent, and leaving her naked and fucked in the hallway for passerby to see is enough to ignite my mind. I enjoy the kiss for a good long while, the exchange of fluids and tongues interlocking. But during the passionate dance, I transfer my ghost into Kama.

I’ve gotten much better at changing the controls with practice. Instead of the world being out of focus, it’s a simultaneous swap. One instant, I’m touching Kama with Tomoe. Before there’s even the next, I’m touching Tomoe with Kama, seeing out her divine eyes.

I let my abandoned body fall gently down. Tomoe now lies firmly fucked out of her mind, but at least Kama already saw to it that she wouldn’t be drenched in cum.

I don’t bother redressing the once proud and respected warrior, and I walk off in Kama’s body. I look back at Tomoe and blow a kiss from Kama’s sex focused visage.