by Reed James
“Saphique, drive out this evil spirit,” I panted as I squeezed again, my nipple tingling as the milk squirted into the girl's mouth. “Use my milk to cleanse Seldyn's body.”
“No,” groaned the girl. “No, no, no!”
Xera struggled to hold the possessed girl's legs down. The spirit fought. The cock wavered in and out of reality as the girl's lips latched onto my breast. She was fighting back, drinking down my enchanted milk to free her body.
“I need more, Faoril,” I panted.
“Right,” the mage purred. Her fingers parted my pussy lips, and her tongue dived in, licking eagerly.
I moaned in delight as Seldyn suckled. My milk's flow was inexhaustible. She drank down the purifying milk. Her lips were tight on my nipple. I shuddered, tingling bliss shooting down to my pussy stirred by Faoril's hungry mouth.
“That's it,” I purred, stroking Seldyn's face. “Let's drive out that horrible spirit.”
The girl's hips still bucked, the spirit fucking his spectral cock into the air. He resisted. The spirit was strong. I groaned, needing the power of my orgasm to dislodge him from her body. I wiggled my hips, loving Faoril's tongue sliding through my folds.
The mage knew how to eat pussy. She may be a cock-loving slut, but she devoured cunt equally well. Her tongue slid through my folds while her fingers kept my pussy spread wide. She wiggled her tongue in deep, her chin brushing my clit.
“That's it, slut,” I groaned as I wiggled back into her hungry mouth. “Devour my pussy. Damn, you have a hot mouth, Faoril. Make me cum so we can exorcise the poor girl.”
“Yes,” Angela grinned. “Finger her ass, Faoril. The slut loves it.”
“I do,” I groaned.
Faoril's right hand slid up, her fingers diving between the cheeks of my asshole. I groaned as a pair of fingers slid into my tight bowels. I clenched down on them and wiggled my hips. The pleasure crashed through my body.
Seldyn's sucking mouth and Faoril's licking tongue filled my body with pleasure, meeting the burning bliss radiating out from my ass. Faoril groaned into my pussy, savoring my tart flavor. Her chin kept brushing my clit, adding sharp punches of pleasure through my pussy.
“Oh, yes! That's it! I'm going to cum. Keep suckling, Seldyn. We'll save you.”
My body trembled. Seldyn's mouth swallowed more of my nipple, the girl eager to be freed of the male spirit's touch. I loved the way my nipple tingled every time she suckled another squirt of my breast milk.
My orgasm crashed through me.
Pleasure rushed through my body and to my breasts.
“Saphique, drive out this evil spirit. Use my milk to cleanse Seldyn's body!” I cried out.
The magic rushed out of me. I shuddered in delight. Seldyn bucked beneath me. A man roared in rage. The black, translucent cock flickered and vanished. For a moment, the image of a twisted man burst from her body before vanishing in the daylight.
Seldyn collapsed.
“Did you fix her, Priestess?” the mother asked.
“Yes,” I beamed. I smiled down at the girl. “You'll be just fine.”
Chapter Six: Incubal Desire
Knight-Errant Angela – The Village of Asheth, The Magery of Thosi
The sun had set a half-hour ago when we rode into the village of Asheth. We had to push to make it this far. The celebration in Geresh after Sophia exorcised the girl had slowed us down. We were all exhausted as we rode into the inn's yard. The innkeeper made us a quick meal, and we slipped up to our beds.
“No massage tonight,” Sophia groaned as she fell into bed. “I'm too tired to enjoy it.”
I fell in beside her and then cuddled up to her. Faoril and Xera shared the room next to ours. “Always tomorrow night,” I groaned, glad to be out of my armor. I pressed my naked body to Sophia, spooning her from behind. “You can have Xera tie you up and massage you, and Faoril and I will find a pair of handsome men to fuck.”
“Ugg, I don't want to think about men,” Sophia groaned. “Not after one possessed that poor girl.”
“Does the world still feel...wrong?”
Sophia nodded. “I'm beginning to fear it will never be okay.”
“Just relax,” I sighed. “Maybe it'll be better in the morning.”
“Yeah,” Sophia nodded. She snuggled closer. “Night.”
Her voice was drowsy. Her breathing slowed. I closed my eyes and let sleep overcome me.
I dreamed. It was confusing, the way dreams sometimes were. I was riding to meet a knight. I think I loved him, but I couldn't remember his face or name. I kept expecting to find him over the next hill. Over the next rise.
But he was never there.
I grew frustrated. I knew I should remember him. Remember why I felt like I loved him.
There was a hole in my chest I wanted to fill. A hole this knight used to occupy. I clutched my hand to the hole, covering it as I galloped on Midnight's back. Where was the knight?
Who was he?
“There you are,” a masculine voice growled. “I've been looking for you.”
I turned my head. A naked man walked towards me, his cock hard. He was tall, handsome, with pale skin and light-brown hair. “Are you who I'm looking for?”
“I know I've been looking for you,” he answered with a grin. “You helped spoiled my fun.”
“Did I?” I asked. “Who are you?”
“I can't remember,” the man shrugged. “But you are beautiful. Gods, look at those tits.”
I glanced down and saw I was naked; only my fiery hair spilling about my shoulders clothed me. My tresses did little to hide my large breasts. I smiled, my pussy growing hot. The man's eyes smoldered as he drank in my curves.
“Gods, what a woman,” grinned the man. “I need you.”
“So do I,” I purred. He had to be whom I was looking for.
The heat grew in my body as he walked closer. I dismounted. I clenched my thighs together. Molten passion trickled down from my pussy. He was so gorgeous. I needed him. His cock was so thick and hard.
I needed him in me.
“Fuck me,” I panted.
The man's hands seized my breasts tight. He kneaded them with his calloused digits. Sophia's hands were nice, but a man's hands had an intensity the lesbian lacked. His fingers sank into my flesh. I groaned as his fingers played with my hard nipples. Tingles shot down to my pussy. My toes curled in the grass.
“I have to feast on you,” he growled. “You need to open yourself to me.”
“I am open,” I moaned as I let him pull me down to the grass.
“Not yet,” he grinned, “but you will be.”
“Good.” My voice was husky. I shuddered as I stretched out on the ground. His hands pushed my thighs apart. “Ooh, are you going to eat me?”
“Devour you.”
His rough lips buried into my pussy. His hands stroked my thighs as the stubble on his cheeks and chin rasped against my sensitive pussy. Pleasure rushed through me. I reached down and gripped his hair. I humped against him, the pleasure swelling through my body.
“Oh, yes. That's it. Devour me. Damn, yes. I love it!”
The man's hands reached under me. He gripped my ass and pulled me tight against his hungry lips. His tongue rooted through the lips of my pussy. I groaned and undulated as the pleasure flowed through my body.
I seized my breasts and squeezed them. My fingers sank into my plump flesh as I humped harder against his mouth. I gasped and moaned, lost to the delight of his licking mouth. My pussy clenched about his tongue.
“Eat my pussy! Gods, yes! You're so good! Oh, I'm going to cum on your lips.”
“Good,” he growled. “Cum. Open yourself to me.”
“Yes, yes, yes,” I hissed. “I'm so open. Make me cum and fuck me. I need your cock.”
“You'll get it, cunt.”
His lips latched onto my clit. He sucked and nibbled hard. I groaned and ground against him. The pleasure swelled through me. My thighs tightened on his cheeks as a spasm
of bliss shot through me. A preview of the explosion to come.
“Oh, yes. Oh, that's it. I'm going to cream your face.” My buddy shuddered. “Yes!” I screamed as my orgasm tore through me.
I awoke. My body shuddered as my climax raced through my body. Invisible hands slid up my flesh. They squeezed my heavy breasts. The weight of a man was on top of me, but there was no one there.
A hard cock pressed at my pussy.
“What,” I groaned, trying to think. What was happening?
The invisible man's cock slammed into my pussy. My eyes widened. I moaned and bucked into the spirit's thrust. His weight pressed on me as his cock drove in and out of my pussy. My breasts rubbed on his chest.
“You're mine, cunt,” a terrible voice hissed in my ear.
“Yes,” I groaned. “Keep fucking me.”
I didn't care. I needed this cock. I opened myself to him. I let him in. And his cock shot such bliss through my body. I humped and bucked into the spirit's thrusts. My hands caressed his spectral body as he pounded away on me.
“Such a tight, juicy cunt,” he hissed in my ear. “You are a whore.”
“I am,” I groaned.
Sophia stirred beside me.
“Keep fucking me. Oh, yes.”
My orgasm swelled. My body trembled. I wrapped my legs around his invisible hips, pulling his thick cock in deeper. He stretched my pussy out. I groaned in delight every time he buried into me. I shuddered and rocked in his embrace.
“Cum in me,” I hissed. “Give it to me. I need it. Oh, yes. I need it so badly.”
“You do, cunt.”
The strokes grew harder. The bed rocked. My pussy clenched on the invisible dick. Pleasure trembled through me. His cock hits all the wonderful spots inside of me and his groin slapped into my clit.
I loved it.
My body shuddered. My orgasm burst through me.
“Cum in me!” I moaned.
“Angela?” Sophia groaned groggily.
The spirit thrust his dick into my cunt. His spectral cum rushed into my depths. I gasped in awe as a tidal wave of pleasure swept through my body. More and more of the spirit filled my pussy as my mind was inundated with pleasure.
It swept me away and the spirit gained control.
A hard, spectral cock thrust from my groin. I screamed in my mind, but no words escaped my lips.
~ * ~
The Simulacrum – Allenoth Highway, Magery of Thosi
Finally, the farmer's struggle ended. He had fought all day while his wife's body grew colder and colder. Flies buzzed around her now. The farmer shuddered and then his soul was gone.
“It worked,” my master groaned. “Gods, I'm weak. How long?”
“A day and a half have passed since your death, Master,” I answered.
He pushed himself up. It was strange seeing Master in a new body. He looked at his hands. “Strong.”
“And handsome, sir. Just as you requested.”
“I need food,” he growled. “And sleep.”
“The previous owner of your body has a house in that direction,” I answered, pointing. “His wife is dead. There is no one to disturb us.”
My master nodded and groaned as he stood up in his new body.
~ * ~
Acolyte Sophia – The Village of Asheth, The Magery of Thosi
“Angela?” I asked as she collapsed in a heap, tangled up in the blankets. “Are you—”
The foul turbulence that had been washing over me all day faded away. I let out a gasp of relief and bolted up. “Oh, bless you Saphique.”
I stood up, my body energized. I felt clean again. I do not know what had disturbed the barrier between our reality and the Astral Plane, I was just glad it was finally over. Now there wouldn't have to be any more spirits to deal with.
“Ooh, it's wonderful, Angela,” I grinned.
Angela lay on her back, her breasts heaving.
I frowned. “Are you okay, Angela?”
I moved closer. Her eyes were closed. Had she fallen back to sleep?
I slipped into bed beside her and pressed myself against her body. She was flushed and drenched in sweat. I lay my head on her breasts. Her heart thudded like a frantic drum beneath her chest. I inhaled her tangy musk.
“Mmm, you had quite the naughty dream,” I purred, my hand stroking her stomach. “You still horny? Or would you like to sleep?”
Angela's hands seized my head. She twisted my face up to her lips. I sighed in delight as my lover kissed me. Her mouth was aggressive. She was being dominant again. I groaned, my pussy itching between my thighs.
I didn't fight it as she pushed me onto my back. My small breasts jiggled as she kissed me. Her large breasts pressed against mine as she settled between my thighs. Something hard rested on my stomach.
Had she put on the strap-on?
My pussy clenched in delight. I loved it when she fucked me with my magical dildo. There was something deliciously wicked about a hard, thick shaft sliding in and out of my pussy. Especially when it was wielded by my amazing lover.
Her hands roughly squeezed my tits. I gasped into her kiss, my pussy clenching at the pain rushing through me. Her fingers pinched my nipples. I groaned, my pussy growing wetter and wetter. I humped against her.
“My cunt,” Angela purred. Her voice sounded strange, like she had two voices.
“Yes, my cunt is yours, Mistress.”
“Mistress?” Angela laughed in amusement. “Now that is interesting. So you're my slave?”
“Yes,” I gasped. “You know that, Mistress.”
What game were we playing?
“No, I'm your Master.”
I frowned. “Master?”
The blanket slipped off Angela. My eyes fell on the spectral, black shaft thrusting from between her thighs. The tip slid down and pressed against my pussy. My eyes widened. The karabasan had somehow possessed Angela.
“No.” My eyes shot open. “I swore an oath. I can't ever be with a man.”
“You spoiled all my fun, cunt,” the karabasan spoke through Angela's lips.
Her hips thrust forward. The cock entered my pussy. My connection to my Goddess was severed by the male appendage as intense pleasure rushed through me.
Chapter Seven: Stolen Virginity
Acolyte Sophia – The Village of Asheth, The Magery of Thosi
Angela's cock entered my pussy. I gasped as the intense pleasure rushed through my body. The purity that connected me to my Goddess severed. But I didn't care. The cock felt so good as Angela rammed her hips forward.
“That's it, slut,” snarled the masculine voice through Angela's mouth. “Take my cock. You thought you could spoil all my fun, didn't you?”
“Yes,” I moaned, my hips bucking into the spectral cock's thrusts.
The spirit possessing Angela laughed. Her thrusts drove the dick deep into me. It differed from a sex toy. Dildos were smooth and cool, but this...had texture. My pussy clenched down on the cock made of spiritual energy. It throbbed inside of me and ignited nerves throughout my pussy.
“Fuck me,” I gasped. “I love your cock.”
A priestess of Saphique should never utter those words. We were supposed to stay pure, to never let a man or a cock fuck us. I wouldn't even let Xera touch me when she sprouted her cock just to be safe.
But now I had one in me. It was amazing.
My legs wrapped around Angela's hips. I pulled her into me. My body bucked beneath her. Angela's face twisted with pleasure. Her red hair fell about us. Angela's pillowy tits pressed into my smaller breasts.
“Oh, you love my cock, slut,” hissed the karabasan. “You're my whore.”
“Yes, Mistress.”
“Master!” Angela pinched my nipple hard. The pain fluttered through me.
I loved the pain. I loved being tied up and spanked by Angela. She always made me feel so helpless and yet desired all at the same time. It was an intoxicating experience, one I would always cherish.
“Call
me Master, whore.”
“No,” I groaned. She twisted harder, stretching my nipple. The pain shot down to my pussy. I clenched down on the thrusting cock, drinking in all the sensations. “You're my Mistress, Angela. You have to fight for your body.”
“Angela...” The spirit spoke her word long and slow, savoring the name of my lover. “She barely fought at all. She wanted my cock in her. She surrendered to me. The whore. Just like you. All women are my whores. Right?”
She stretched my nipple out, distending my breast as she slammed that wonderful, forbidden cock into my pussy.
“Yes!” I moaned, thrashing on the bed. “Oh, yes, fuck me, Master.”
“I'll fuck your pretty cunt until I dump my cum in you,” hissed Angela. “You know what I am, right?”
“A karabasan,” I groaned. “A filthy spirit possessing my lover.”
Angela leaned down. Her lips nipped at my neck. Our breasts pressed together, our nipples brushing, shooting delight down to my pussy. A hot, frothy mess churned in my depths. I bucked up into her thrusts, rubbing my clit into Angela's pubic bone.
“Every time I climax, I come closer and closer to transforming your Angela into my body.” She nipped my ear. “I'll make her into a man. A handsome, strong man that all the maidens will sigh over.”
“No,” I panted. I had to stop this, but her cock sent bliss shooting through me. “You can't. I'll stop you.”
“How? You're a whore. You're about to cum on my cock.” Angela's fingers pinched my nipple again. “Cum, whore.”
My body bucked beneath her. The pleasure swelled in my pussy. I clamped down on her thrusting cock. She slammed deep into me, the shaft filling my pussy. My body drank in the sensations. Her pubic bone brushed my clit. Pleasure sparked.
I bucked as I came.
“Gods, yes,” I moaned. “Slata's cunt, so good.”
“That's it, whore,” laughed Angela, her face twisting. “Massage my cock. Make me cum. Bring your friend a little bit closer to being utterly changed. Once I've fucked you enough, she will be mine forever.”
“No,” I groaned as the pleasure rushed through my body. It washed through my mind. I shuddered and bucked beneath Angela, my pussy convulsing about her plunging cock. I couldn't help myself. I was a slave to the pleasure, possessed by it just as much as Angela was.
