Help Steal a Soul

“I want to help you.”

“Remember the man on the elevator?”

“Yes. He had a nice cock.”

“Good to see your appetites are growing. Yes, that’s the one. I’m going to tear out his soul and devour it.”

You feel like you should be bothered by that, but you’re far too hungry for cock to care.

“So what do I do?”

“Fuck him, silly. I’ll be double teaming him with you. His name is Nick and I’m meeting him in his office in ten minutes. You ready?”

Your pussy is soaked. The thought of double teaming a guy with Jules is about the hottest thing you can imagine.

“Fuck yes!”

“Here put this dress on.”

She hands you a black latex dress. It feels slick and somehow dirty. You slip out of your clothes. The dress slides on with surprising ease, there is still sweat and oil on it from the previous user. It’s almost on when it sticks.

“It’s sticking, Jules.”

“Just take some of your juices, girlfriend.”

You do as she says, spreading them on the dress where it’s stuck. It moves into place with a pop and you know you aren’t the first to lubricate it this way. It smells like sex.

Jules motions for you to follow her.