Chapter 20
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Nemeses
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The Spreading Darkness Part 3:
Having just had probably, no, not probably, without a shadow of a doubt, her greatest series of orgasms in her entire life, Clare rose from the liquid latex, standing in the tub, feeling the latex drip off of every part of her, even from inside her pussy latex combined with her juices were dripping.
The very first thing Clare saw when she rose up from the tub, was her unbelievably gorgeous and completely naked sister, kneeling in front of her on the floor, with a dripping wet pussy and rock hard nipples, calling her a goddess. At hearing her sister call her a goddess Clare couldn't help but feel even better, even more powerful, and undeniably horny to the point that she wanted to fuck, she wanted something or someone to unleash her lust upon, and who better than the drop dread gorgeous sister on the floor to unleash it on.
Clare's voice rang out with power, so commanding, so natural and beautiful that it was a voice that could only belong to a goddess "Kyrah, Come. Come to me." Kyrah rose from the floor and stopped dead in her tracks for just moment as she realized she knew this voice, and she knew the face staring at her, the woman before her she had recognized as someone that could be only but a goddess was her sister.
Clare grinned as she saw realization hit her sister, and stretched out a hand to Kyrah, inviting her join Clare in the bath. She felt her sister place her hand in hers, and closed her hand around it, and slowly, sensually pulled her into the path. Clare embraced Kyrah, took her into her arms, and stared deeply into her eyes. "Kyrah, if you do not want this, you need to leave me now, right this instant, because i will not be able to control myself much longer. I guarantee you that this will end in nothing but sin, and absolute pleasure beyond anything you ha..." Before Clare could finish talking, and warning Kyrah, Kyrah had already made her choice, she would never abandon Clare, never let Clare carry the burden of Darkness, of sin by herself, nor the burden of power, and she leaned in and kissed Clare. The kiss was at first filled with love for her sister, but after but a second, it turn into something purely based on lust.
Clare was surprised at first, she hadn't thought Kyrah capable of a sinful or lustful act like this, clearly she had underestimated Kyrah. Clare pulled herself out of the kiss and grinned at her sister, the choice was made, there was no stopping this, or averting it, this was their new reality, they were no longer just sisters and best of friends, they were going to evolve, become lovers, and partners. "Kyrah, kneel and feel the latex covering you, feel it embrace you."
Kyrah did as told as began kneeling, the more of her that got covered by the latex, the more she felt her lust and arousal spike, and already she could feel an impending orgasm. "Just a couple more inches now, and then my pussy will be covered in latex, just like Clares is" Kyrah's anticipation skyrocketed, along with her lust and arousal, just one more inch to go... half an inch.. and.. screams. Kyrah's pussy finally became covered by the hot liquid latex and just as it did, and just as with Clare, an immensely powerful orgasm hit her.
Clare dropped to her knees and covered Kyrah's mouth in a kiss, moaning into it, and pushing her and herself completely under the latex, submerging them both.
Clare continued kissing Kyrah, and a thought struck Clare, maybe she could use her powers again, if the could breathe under the liquid latex the wouldn't need to get up for air, and they could continue on what was happening without interruption. As the thought finished she felt a now somewhat familiar power build up and leave her. Clare took a deep breath, and chuckled, it had worked, so not only could she summon physical objects, she could create new abilities using her power as well. Kyrah simply stared in awe at Clare, also having felt Clare's power, especially as it washed over her, and now she could even breathe under liquid latex.
Clare moved her mouth down to Kyrah's nipples, and used one hand to massage and stroke up Kyrah's thighs, teasing her, and building her up, while the other hand went to her own pussy, and imagined the demonic cock she had been stuck with earlier. Once again the power built up and out from her clit grew the 15 inch long, 3 inch thick demonic cock, it was pitch black and had taken on something of a latex coating, with nubs and rills formed on it for the utmost pleasure of whoever had the undeniable privilege of having it rammed inside of them.
Kyrah felt something growing and pushing on her, and in her mind she could but hope it was what she thought it was, so she curiously searched for it with her hand, and as she found it, she squealed in joy and wrapped her hand around it. Loving the feel of it in her hand she began rubbing and stroking it, feeling it pulsate and respond to her touch simply made her feel even more extatic.
Clare was moaning along with Kyrah, the pleasure of Kyrah giving her a handjob under liquid latex was simply divine and intense, and she wanted to return the favor. Clare moved her hand to Kyrah's pussy, and she began circling it, playing with the clit, and rubbing the outer rims of her pussy, teasing her as much as possible before she inserted two fingers inside of her. She moved her head away from Kyrah's tits and returned to kissing Kyrah, before once more pulling away from her.
Clare stared into Kyrah's lust glazed eyes, trying to convey a message, and while it took a couple seconds, Kyrah's mind finally got around to understanding the message, and she closed her eyes, as she guided Clare's cock to the entrance of her pussy with her hand.
Clare smirked and chuckled, and in one single push, she thrust the entire length and thicknes, nubs and all, inside of Kyrah, penetrating her sister, actually fucking her with a cock. And then... Darkness... blackness, both of them completely consumed by the act that was happening.
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The Pendant
A story of choices, of good vs evil
A story of choices, good and evil, demons and angels, deities and mortals. Clarissa was just an ordinary schoolgirl, barely 18 years old, she had always had a fascination with the occult, and had decided to do a paper on it for an assignment, and as she began to research more on the occult, to venture deeper so she could write a paper that differs from all the other mumbo jumbo pentagram witchy black magic papers students usually writes, she got what she wished for, and a HELL of a lot more.
Updated on Dec 17, 2016
by Nemeses
Created on Jul 27, 2015
by Nemeses
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