House Call

You awoke the next morning to the sound of knocking on your door. Your head was a bit fuzzy as if you had had a hangover. You hadn’t drunk more than a glass of wine, but Morgana had made good on her threat of punishment at the restaurant. The resulting evening left her glowing and radiant, and you looking like a husk.

The knocking persisted.

“Yeah! I hear you! One second!” You got up, while trying to decouple yourself from the various tendrils and tentacles that had tormented your very being throughout the night. The joys and misery of being the object of desire for a dominant slime queen. You were hoping the current soreness you felt deep inside and your newfound limp would go away quickly. Despite the frequent fatigue, your body had begun to improve significantly. Any pain or exhaustion seemed to resolve much more quickly than it had in the past.

The goddess herself was sleeping on the mattress with a pleased expression on her face. It kind of made you want to pinch it, but you had a feeling bratty behavior would mean more punishment. You’d need time to recover before tempting fate again.

The knocking got louder.

“I need a dog or something. Too many people think they can just knock my door down.” You mumbled to yourself. You had hoped after last night and the fact it was now the weekend, that you would be able to get some needed rest. Wishful thinking apparently.

You found some pants in a pile near the bed. You couldn’t wear the ones from last night. Your vengeful goddess had been quite impatient with you after the date, and you doubted even a skilled seamstress could save those tattered remnants.

Opening the door you were surprised to find Lexi. This time, she was not in her typical gothic-style dress but a woman’s business suit. It was a sharp black with a white blouse and black tie. She wore a pencil skirt with a slit to one side with stockings. She held a clip board and had her red hair in a loose style. It was a significant gap from her usual look.

“Good morning, James.” Lexi said with a business-like tone that was unusual for her. Was she upset with you about yesterday?

“Uh, good morning, Lexi. What’re you doing here?”

“Didn’t you listen to me yesterday, or were you too busy thinking about violating your defenseless aunt to pay attention? Has that slime addled your brain?” Despite her size, Lexi **** her way past you into your apartment without much more than a glance. Her heels clacked on the hard floor. Walking in, she looked around and scoffed.

“I’m sorry, Lexi. I really don’t remember why you’re here.” You scratched your head, feeling sheepish.

“That’s all you’re sorry for? How about what you did to me? Do you know how sore I was? Then, after all that you did, you just left me there. My body was in ruins! How could you have done that? We are supposed to be family!” Lexi rubbed her eyes as tears began to stream gently down her pale cheeks. Her forked tail slumped down.

“I-I’m so sorry, Lexi. I got swept up in things. My powers got out of hand and I couldn’t control myself.” You walked up and wrapped your arms around your aunt’s small frame. You pressed her body tightly to yours while you stroked her red hair. “Please forgive me. I’m sorry.”

Lexi began trembling in your arms. You felt terrible to have made her feel this way. It was true you were rough with her, but the way she acted during the encounter had made you think she was into it. Thinking now that you had actually hurt your aunt made your heart ache. Then you heard it.

Was she…laughing?

“Hahaha! You are so fun to tease. You fell for that pathetic act hook, line, and sinker.” Lexi looked up at you with a toothy grin, her eyes were filled with mischief.

“You…You’re not mad at me?”

Lexi put her hand in front of her mouth and giggled. “No, of course not. My only regret about yesterday was that all that wonderful seed didn’t swell my stomach with your children. I told you, James, I would drain you every day if you’d let me. My body would be yours to play with.”

You blushed in embarrassment, and started to push her away. Her forked tail coiled around your waist preventing your escape, and you lurched as a tiny hand reached down your loose-fitted pants to firmly grip your cock.

“What are you doing, Lexi? Let go.”

“Uh uh! You’re not getting away from me, Daddy. Don’t you remember that you have to go through an inspection the day after signing up for sponsorship? The AWIO wants to ensure that your match is working out. I have to do a thorough inspection and sign off in order for you and Morgana to stay together. You wouldn’t want me to have to put down that you were uncooperative, would you?”

The cunning girl flashed you a daring look while simulating writing some comment down on her clipboard.

“Fine. I get it. I’ll cooperate.”

She was extorting you obviously, but you were more disturbed by the desire building within you. Lexi wasn’t really blood-related, but 30 years of seeing her that way made your rising lustful feelings towards her bother you. You’d be lying if you said you didn’t want her. You undid your pants, and allowed them to fall to the floor.

Lexi got on her knees in front of you and hiked her skirt up to show you her panties and stockings underneath. Her innocent and pure appearance twisted into a perverted and sinful form, and it was driving your mind berserk.

“I hope you’re ready for your inspection, Daddy.”

Her tiny hand began to stroke your aching member to life. What was it with aggressive women that immediately got you going? Morgana’s influence must’ve truly warped your mind. Was there a point to resisting when this lustful little imp was right in front of you?

Lexi moved in closer, opening her mouth so that the tip of your cock was resting on her tongue. Using her hands, she pulled the skin back to get better access to your throbbing head.

“You smell like sex down here, Daddy. Let me clean it up for you.”

She guided her tongue expertly around it, flicking and licking at your sensitive frenulum. All the while, her blood-red eyes were locked onto yours with their arousing devilish glint.

“Ah. It tashtes sho gooh, Daddy.” She slurred while licking the underside of your head like a lollipop. Her technique had you reeling. First she’d lick up and down on the underside with her tongue tip, then she’d switch to the flat of her tongue and roll it in circles around the head. At certain times, her plump-pink lips would slip over to engulf the whole head and she’d suck and pull off with a pop.

It was different to what you had experienced before. Stephanie never was into giving head in the first place. She had only done it a handful of times during your marriage, and if you had to describe it with one word “unenthusiastic” was what came to mind. It took a lot to convince her to do it, and then she would get mad if you made a suggestion or took too long to finish. She frequently asked you to eat her out, but when the time came to reciprocate it often fell through.

Morgana preferred an aggressive deepthroating vacuum. Her style was fast, intense, and filled with animalistic lust. When she did it, it felt like you were being devoured. Lexi, in contrast, was all finesse and skill. Her tongue danced all over while you tried to maintain your composure as your arousal rose. She knew where to strike and how, all while being incredibly attentive to your reactions. Her playful and teasing nature came through in the way she toyed with you.

She then ran her tongue down the length of your shaft to your balls. She began to lick and suck your sack, while your throbbing cock rested lewdly across her face. You couldn’t tell if you were more aroused by the feeling or the visual performance. With an audible pop she slurped a ball out of her mouth and began massaging your testicles with her free hand.

“Mmm. These are so full. I bet you want to pump all of this cum inside my pussy. Don’t you, Daddy? Wouldn’t that just feel so good?”

You grunted as her stroking pace increased. She returned to your head and began vigorously licking your frenulum again with her mouth wide open.

“I want to fuck you, Lexi.”

Lexi giggled without stopping her ministrations.

“Shorry, Daddy. I cah onhe leh mah shponshah cum inshide mah pusshy.” She was working you faster and you could tell you were almost there.

“Don yah wanna shponshah me, Daddy?” Again she pulled aside and looked at you without hiding her intentions. The message was clear: no pussy until you agreed to sponsor. She was going to make this difficult for you. The way she was building you up made you want to accept immediately. You could almost feel your balls swelling in anticipation of breeding this woman, but Morgana was in charge of who joined. That was part of the deal.

Lexi snickered at your frustrations and returned to licking you with renewed vigor.

“I’m cumming, Lexi.”

“Do ih, Daddy. Cuh ih all ih ah outh.” Lexi began frantically running the tip of her tongue around your head, taking time to flick and press the tip into your urethra. The sensations finally overwhelmed you.

With this cheeky devil meticulously working your head, you released your load onto her waiting tongue and into her mouth. Lexi kept pumping you and licking, making sure to get every drop out of you. Closing her mouth, she swished your boiling seed around before showing it to you and then swallowing it with a lewd moan.

“Mmm. Yummy.