Unfortunately For Him

Abe was stunned by the blatant invite. Watching as the slender red haired woman before him finished stripping, stretched out erotically, and bent over wiggling her ass at him, before looking over her shoulder.

Abe didn’t know how to respond, the invite, the actions, they were unreal. The strange way she had transitioned from shy, exploratory oral, to confident, blatant, and openly casual about not just going all the way. But going all the way without any pretext of protection, or expectations.

Brandie didn’t wait for the shellshock to abate. She could feel others slipping through their own action, desire, and need beyond the thinning veil between this realm and the Idol’s in the building around her.

All it did was remind her of her cage. “Mmm…” Brandie purred to herself, thinking about how long she had been locked away in it, remember the joy and pleasure of being used by the Idol. While feeling all the feral, terror, intimidation, embarrassment, and more deprive her of simple bliss.

How readily, no enthusiastically she had it gang fucked away upon being released from it. Amusing, and luxuriating in the time loop of watching herself get twisted and transformed into some infernal sex doll as her soul was purified of all that couldn’t be tainted and twisted, left discarded to suffer under its own weight as the rest of her went on to eternal bliss and a life of worldly sins and pleasure.

But the Idol needed more to make it manifest.

Turning and marching up to the still stunned Abe Brandie pointed sternly to the floor. “DOWN. BOY.” Brandie commanded, enjoying the timid nod in response as Abe first sat, then laid back on the cold epoxy coated concrete.

Abe knew there was something wrong about all this, but for some reason he couldn’t help but obey. He insecurely worried about what others would say, how many guys he knew would call him an idiot not to take a hot chick up on an offer to fuck her.

Never mind just lay back and let her fuck herself.

“Ohhh… Damn…” Abe finally found his voice, feeling the firm embrace of his cock by the red-haired girl’s nethers. His eyes relishing the view of her nude form, leaning back, eyes clenched shut in pleasure, as if she were praying in gratitude for the cock to impale herself upon.

If only Abe knew how close to the truth that idea was, her lips wordlessly mouthed to be blessed once more, and freed of her meek mortal form, freed to be twisted into the one true form she knew was now truly her.

“Oh fuck…’ Brandie moaned looking down at Abe. “You feel so g… good… in… side… me.” Brandie encouraged, enjoy the responding shift of his body in motion with hers to the words.

“Mmm… That’s it… Fuck me… Fuck my kitty…” Brandie lewdly encouraged, enjoying the grunts and incoherent staggering breaths in response to her bouncing up and down, milking the who knew what number cock of the day with her body.

“That’s it… Don’t just let me ride you… Fuck me! Show me the wild animal beneath me!”

Abe couldn’t explain it, his bodies motions just came naturally, the timing, the hard thrust up with the bridging on his body to collide with her pussies descent.

His hands gripped Brandie’s waist, rising and then pulling her down to meet his upwards thrust, increasing the pace and drive of their fucking. The heavy breathing, grunts, groans, and applause of colliding flesh only grew wilder and more feral as Abe lost himself increasingly to the feel of the pussy atop his cock.

“I…Imma… Gonna…” Abe began to fight to mumble and warn, feeling the pressure, and need growing in his cock to explode.

The only response was a firm hand on his chest, a pause in their thrusting as Brandie pressed harder, delving the cock as deep as she could into him.

“Just… do it… I… dare you..” Brandie pantepd through heavy breaths, a delighted mischievously smile broadening across her face as she started to grind and flex her hips, changing the angle, increasing the pressure along the length of the cock slipping in and out of her as her pussy pulled heavily along each inch of its length.

“Cum in me…” Brandie moaned cravenly staring down at Abe as she felt him squirm in the throws of pleasure, trying to resist, worried what could result.

Abe shivered in pleasure, trying to deny how excited the lewd words pleading for him to cum in her were.

Clenching his eyes shut, Abe arched his pelvis up into her and held. Cursing himself for just letting go, exhaling unevenly as he shuddered in pleasure.

“Mmm… Good boy.” The alluring purr shocked his eyes open, the silence that should have followed the words displaced by the sounds of colliding flesh, gurgling, moans, groans, and incoherent words of pleasure.

Staring up, Abe swore he could make out the abstract shapes of things hanging from the ceiling, as he turned to look about and recognize the familiarity of the place from his recent dreams.

Strange pornographically over sexualized figures intermingled clearly nearby, strings of familiarity trying to give him pause to recognize them. Only to have the shifting weight, the radiant firm hold of his still some how rigid cock beckon him to see the figure mounted atop of him.

“So nice of you to join us.” The succubus lewdly greeted, smiling broadly as he locked gaze with her glowing yellow eyes in the dimly lit chamber.

Abe shook his head no, questioning why he couldn’t help but lay there as the succubus began to fuck atop him. Turning his head, to try and look away, try to deny he was even here again some how, all he could do was stare in shock as he began to recognize some of the figures around him.