Jess

Marcus worked the rest of the day at his dad's garage, it was strange working with him knowing his dad had cursed him albeit seemingly without realizing. As he was cleaning up after dinner his phone rang.

"Jess," he said as he answered, "I was hoping you'd call."

"They agreed," she said excitedly, "I'm so happy to tell you."

"Thank you so much Jess," he said, "I'm looking forward to working closely with you."

"Well we can start tomorrow," said Jess, "we just need you to sign the paperwork."

"So should I come down to the office?"

"Well its a tradition I have to take new authors out to celebrate."

"Dinner then?"

"I'd love to," she said, "I mean, yes, I'll send you the details."

"I'm almost sorry I doubted you," said Daemon.

"Almost?"

"I'm not counting the offspring until you've fucked."

As confident as he had been, or pretended to be, at this point he was now extremely nervous, especially when Jess sent him the restaurant and he saw just how fancy it was, he had never so much as been on a date and now he was about to go out with a beautiful older woman. At Daemon's behest he bought another suit and tried to psyche himself up, so much was happening, he wanted to tell Stasi everything but he couldn't, it wouldn't make any sense. He got to the restaurant a little early and saw Jess sitting alone.

"See that dress?" asked Daemon, "she wants it."

The dress was a body hugging number and red which complimented her red hair and pale skin.

"Jess," said Marcus extending a hand, she got to her feet and shook it looking hum over as they both sat, "you look gorgeous."

She blushed and reached for her wine, "you clean up well yourself."

"I'm very happy we're going to be working together," said Marcus once they'd ordered.

"Me too," said Jess, "I truly enjoyed the book."

"So you said there would be paperwork?"

"Later," she said, "right now is about you, tell me about yourself you're so young, handsome, you must be a hit with the ladies."

"Not so much," said Marcus, "I'm only recently growing into myself."

"Oh so a loner," said Jess, "I can definitely see that from your work."

They talked more throughout the meal, Jess was a single mother, she had decided to keep the baby, her husband had decided to disappear. She now had a daughter Marcus' age who was also off to college. After Jess paid with the company card they walked out to the parking lot.

"Well the paperwork is back at my place," said Lauren, "I'll send you the address?"

"Holy shit," thought Marcus as he got back to the heap his dad had loaned him from the garage.

"Just be calm," said Daemon, "you're doing this perfectly."

"I don't have any condoms," thought Marcus.

"Bro," said Daemon.

He got to Jess' a short while later and she greeted him at the door and let him into the living room where the paperwork was laid out. She sat next to him on the couch and rubbed his back as he signed after reviewing everything.

"So happy to be in business together," said Jess with a smile.

"I hope we'll be working very closely," said Marcus turning so they were mere inches apart.

Without warning she kissed him hungrily, his first kiss and after a moment for the shock to wear off he kissed her back grabbing her waist as he held her to him.

"We shouldn't," she breathed quietly as Marcus kissed her neck and began to slide her straps off of her shoulders.

He slid down the front of her dress revealing her large pale tits with light pink nipples and he squeezed drawing a gasp from Jess who pressed her lips back to his. She pulled his jacket off and clumsily undid the buttons of his shirt.

"Wow," she gasped as she traced her fingers over his chest.

Marcus soon has climbed on top of her, the two of them devouring each other with each kiss, he worked his hand up her thigh, under her dress to her exposed pussy.

"No panties?" said Daemon, "I'm in love."

Marcus went to move and his hand locked up.

"Just let me put you in the right spot," said Daemon, "then she's all yours."

He let Daemon steer and soon Jess gasped grabbing his hair as he slowly worked her clit, his tongue attacking one of her hard nipples.

Jess writhed, her weak attempts at resistance slowly faded under the surprising skill of this handsome young man, her touch starved body begging for more which he eagerly provided. With a squeal her orgasm wracked her body and Marcus worked her through it only stopping once she was done.

After a moments pause she resolved herself, they wouldn't fuck, but she was going to show this young man a night he wouldn't soon forget. She made to sit up but he held her down and moved lower, he wasn't done with her. He hiked up the bottom of her dress and buried his face in her pussy drawing a giggle from Jess.

This young mam was too much for Jess, what did he see in her? She was old enough to be his mother. Why was she doing this, he was young, he was a client, it was wrong, perfectly wrong.

How had all of this happened? A short while ago he had never kissed anyone and now he was shoving his tongue into a beautiful woman. He held her legs tight around his head as he attacked Jess.

"Oh god," she whimpered, "already?"

She shook violently, holding his head hard to her with both hands. He thought he might drown and honestly he would have died happy. As she finally pushed him off of her she finally sat up pressing her lips to his. She undid his pants eagerly and reached in finding him extremely hard and impossibly large.

"Holy shit," she said freeing his painfully hard cock from his boxers.

Where did this young man come from and why was he hung like a horse? Thought Jess as she softly stroked him. Maybe just a little ride, she thought, would it fit? No, no, she shouldn't have gone this far. Marcus grabbed one of her tits sucking the other as she worked his cock with her hand. She leaned in and placed a kiss on the tip of his cock before slowly taking him into her mouth.

"Fuck," groaned Marcus this was heaven, Jess was perfect.

She plunged down as far as she could, and again. He was too big, too thick to get all the way in, she slobbered on him letting her drool coat his cock. She stroked him with both hands, her tongue working his throbbing cock head.

"She knows what she's doing," said Daemon with adoration.

Marcus put his hands on the back of her head holding her long red hair back as she worked.

"Fuck you're good at that" said Marcus drawing a chuckle from Jess.

"Stand up," she said finally taking him from her mouth.

He stood up and shed the rest of his clothes as she knelt before him.

"Wanna fuck my filthy mouth?"

"Marry her," offered Daemon.

Marcus rather gingerly grabbed the back of her head before forcing himself into her mouth. He could get used to this feeling, Jess did her best to keep her lips tight around his cock, she pushed onto him trying to take him as deep as she could. The feeling was too much, Marcus lost himself in Jess' mouth only stopped when she slapped his thigh to remind him she needed air.

"You really like making me service you," said Jess, drool running from her mouth, mascara running down her cheeks, "sorry I can't take it all."

Marcus leaned in and kissed her hard, "don't apologize," he said, "you're incredible."

"Fuck my tits," said Jess with a devious smile, "I want you to cover me."

She laid back on the couch and he mounted her eagerly, with a grin she wrapped her tits around his cock, the young man was throbbing, God it would be so easy to give in. Jess was snapped back into the moment by his sudden thrusting. Fuck he was so big, she watched his tip with each thrust it was aimed right at her, she wanted it, on her chest, on her face.

"Oh fuck," groaned Marcus, "I'm gonna fucking."

He erupted with a powerful thrust, his cum hitting her square in the face. There was so much, her face and tits were covered and she reached forward making sure to suck every last drop out of him. Post nut clarity hit them both like a bomb, Marcus almost collapsed onto the couch from exhaustion while Jess suddenly felt very exposed.

"Just going to go freshen up," said Jess with a quick smile before practically dashing to the bathroom.

She had just fucked a client, a very young client and as she stood there looking at her cum smeared face and chest all she wanted was to go back out there and mount him. As she washed up and did her best to salvage her hair and make up her rational thought returned, this had been fun but she had to get him out of the house.

Marcus lay back on the couch, heart racing, head pounding, cock asking for round 2.

"Stay with me," said Daemon, "you did good for your first encounter, get dressed."

Marcus slowly did as he was told and no sooner had he pulled his jacket on then Jess emerged seemingly relieved to see him getting ready to go.

"Well," said Jess unsure how these business proceedings normally went after a facial was introduced.

"Well," said Marcus still realizing he'd had his first orgasm not caused by his hand.

"I'll be in touch," said Jess before a long pause, "with a copy of the signed contract."

"Of course," said Marcus who shook Jess's hand in a strangely formal end to the evening.

Marcus slid into the seat of his borrowed car and sat letting the events since his transformation wash over him.

"Steady," said Daemon, "you did better than I expected and she definitely had a good time just get home and get some rest."

Why am I so exhausted?

"Using your powers is going to be taxing the first few times," said Daemon, "so is any level of physical activity given the state I found you in."

What powers?

"You used a few, lasting as long as you did, letting me help you plus all that cum doesn't grow on trees."

My cum?

Think of it as part baby batter, part stem cell treatment, part wish granting.

What!?

"People who get covered in or filled with, or in her case ingest your cum will have several benefits."

That's fucking weird

"If you say so," said Daemon, "basically whatever imperfections Jess may see in herself may start to ease or disappear in the coming days, but she's also going to get a lot more fertile."

Fuccckkkk

"It's fine," said Daemon.

What's the catch?

"You think there's a catch? said Daemon seemingly offended.

You're a demon.

"Well," said Daemon reluctantly, "she may find herself just a teensy bit more horny and uninhibited and she may feel those even more in your presence."

So I what, cum addicted her?

"It's kind of like pheromones man, I don't know I just fuck I'm not a scientist."

Marcus put the car into gear and started home, this was all getting way to complicated.

Jess stood inside leaned back against the door feeling relief and regret as she heard the car pull away. As she got herself ready for bed she wondered, why should she be ashamed to enjoy that, there was no quid pro quo and she enjoyed herself, so did Mark for that matter. As she stood naked out of the shower she admired her own figure for the first time in years, she was sexy, downright MILF material, Mark was lucky to have enjoyed her, maybe she did deserve attention, even if it was just for sex. A deep craving settled in her, she needed more, not necessarily with Mark, there would be time for that, she opened up the App store and downloaded Tinder, it couldn't hurt to window shop.