Sisters of Fate

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Caution: This Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Consensual, Horror, Paranormal, Vampires, Cheating, Violent, .

Desc: Sex Story: A simple story...Boy meets girl. Boy marries girl. Girl cheats on boy with creature of the night.

Hi Folks, I'm glad you liked last week's Halloween story. That one was meant to be scary but funny. This time alround it's more myeterious and actiony (is that a word?) Anyway as usual it's only meant in fun so don't take it too seriously. Thanks as usual to the incredible mikothebaby for her great skill in editing, Happy Halloween! SS06.


I sat down at the kitchen table, barely awake as she set the plate down in front of me. She leaned over and kissed me, her tongue probing my mouth energetically. "Ugh, Honey, you really need to brush your teeth before you eat ... morning breath," she said. Her smile still lit up the room.

"Someone drained all of my bodily fluids AND all of my energy last night," I said.

She stood back and put one long fingered hand on one of her hips. She tilted her head to the side and set off a waterfall of tawny colored curls tumbling over one shoulder and down her back. Her succulent lips stuck out another millimeter and her expression changed.

"You really should have become accustomed to it by now," she said. "But we could stop doing that and watch television or something. After all, we have been doing it for a year now."

Her entire expression told me that was the thing she wanted least. I quickly stood up and took her in my arms. The pout receded and became a smile. I dipped her backwards as if we were dancing the way they did in all of those musicals from the forties. I lowered my face to hers and she automatically closed her eyes and puckered those cherry red lips my way. I lowered my face and then stopped.

When the kiss she'd been expecting never happened, she popped one eye open with her lips still puckered and looked at me smiling at her, while I had her bent backwards and dangling in mid-air.

"I shouldn't kiss you," I said.

"Why not?" she whined.

"Morning breath, remember?" I smirked.

"Shut up and kiss me," she said. "I like your morning breath." Our lips met and it became a crescendo of emotions and sensations. My dick hardened immediately and her nipples sprang to life as if they had a mind of their own.

"Let's take the day off," she said. "You're sick."

"Wouldn't that be a lie?" I asked.

"It's really just a question of interpretation," she smirked, using one of my favorite lines against me."

"How so?" I asked, waiting to hear this one.

"Well," she said innocently. And that was one of the things I loved the most about her. She's twenty six years old. She has an incredible slim but curvy body, but she still manages to look and seem so innocent. Perhaps it has more to do with the way she was brought up and the fact that all of this is still so new to her.

"You're actually depraved," she continued. "So in a way that means you're sick," she smirked.

"How am I sick?" I asked exasperatedly.

"You know," she hinted. "All of those things you make me do in bed. Most of that stuff is NOT in the bible."

"I MAKE YOU, do those things?" I asked sarcastically. I just looked at her crazily as she nodded her head very quickly.

"So who was the one screaming, "Do it again, and this time, stick it in my..." I began before she silenced me by pinching my lips together.

"I have to experience depravity, in order to fully understand it so I can fight against it," she said quickly. "It's research."

"Well, when you were screaming that with my sperm all over your face, it really looked like you'd thrown yourself into your research," I laughed. "But I think you've forgotten that fighting against depravity and sin is no longer your job."

"What is my job now then?" she asked.

"Your job now," I smirked. " ... Is to be my woman." Her face got red and she tried to hide her smile. She liked it when I claimed her.

She wrapped her arms around me as I straightened up. That pulled us into a hug. My arms were around her thin waist and I dropped my hands onto the full globes of her ass. I couldn't resist it, I squeezed it a little and she moaned. She pressed her pelvis into mine and my dick moved from hard to near diamond level.

"We have to go to work," I said.

"We have more than enough money," she said insistently. "We both have cars, we have this nice house and we have plenty of food. Let's take the day off."

"If we take too many days off, we won't have jobs, or cars or food or the house," I said.

"Okay, Jason, but right after work, we're getting really depraved," she said.

"Honey, have you forgotten what day it is?" I asked. "We have to go to church after work."

Her eyes opened wider and she looked at the calendar. "I'd almost forgotten," she said. "You're making me as sick as you are. We're going to need to go out and check after church you know."

She never unwrapped her arms from me but she looked away. "I know it's not my job anymore, but I need to check," she said. "Just in case." I smiled at her and nodded.

I kissed her one more time and our tongues circle and fought. "We're going to have to check really quickly, though so we can come home and..." she began. I shook my head and laughed.

"Well, you know we won't be able to do anything tomorrow. It's a holy day," she said.

"Doesn't the bible say that the Lord said something about being fruitful and multiplying?" I asked.

"But we're not being fruitful or multiplying," she said. "We're just fucking."

I was so shocked at hearing her use the word that I didn't say anything. I just got the most shocked look on my face. It was like hearing a four year old girl say it. She never used profanity so it had so much more impact.

"Honey, you got that totally wrong," I said. "Maybe we're not trying to get you pregnant yet, but we're doing a lot more than just fucking. We're making love. We are physically expressing our deep emotional and spiritual commitment to each other. When people love each other, it makes a lot of difference."

She smiled as she thought about my words. "You love me that much?" she asked. Her smile got wider and more intense as she thought about what I'd said. I nodded.

"I liked it when you expressed your deep emotional and spiritual commitment to me last night," she smirked. "I especially liked it when your emotional and spiritual commitment was so deep in mine that I could feel you all the way into my stomach. I came so hard that I almost blacked out."

I swatted her on her ass and told her to go to work. She kissed me again and then headed for the door. On her way, she ran her fingers lovingly over one of the swords mounted on the wall. As she grabbed the keys to her 2012 Mustang convertible off of the counter, she smiled at me again. Then she daintily donned her Dunkin Donuts cap and opened the door.

"And don't spend the day bending over in front of guys," I ordered. "Just give them their fucking donuts and coffee. I don't want anyone except me looking at my ass." She smiled again and then wiggled her ass at me.

"Maybe you should come over here and kiss YOUR ass to remind me," she said. I walked over to her and buried my face in her pants covered rear end. "Ohh," she moaned. "Never stop doing that."

I slapped her sharply on her upturned rump and she jumped and screamed. She rubbed her ass and looked at me seriously. "You know I'd never do that, right?" she asked. "You know I'd never do anything with anyone else, don't you?" I nodded and she smiled and headed out the door. The next thing I heard was the sound of her rear tires screaming in protest as she backed out of the driveway. That woman went through more tires in a year...

I headed up the stairs and into the bathroom. I needed a shower before I went to work. I still smelled like sex and bacon. But I had to admit that I loved her. I loved her far more than any person I'd ever known. I sensed on some level that we would always be together. I'd never felt that way about any person before.

An hour later, I was sitting at my desk waiting for the latest of my designs to render. My company insisted on using an older version of NX. And to top it off, our computers were so slow that even for tasks as mundane as getting email; they lagged far behind both my iPhone 5 and my original iPad. It was really silly. At any given point in time, I might hear a chirp that announced that I'd received an email on my iPhone. Two to three seconds later, I'd get an answering chirp on my iPad. The iPhone got the mail quicker because it was on a 4G LTE network. My iPad was only 3G. The scary thing was that my office PC, which should have been far faster than any of the mobile networks was far slower than either. It sometimes took more than two minutes for the same email to show up on the PC.

At lunchtime she called me. "Can you get out for a quickie?" she asked.

"I love you, but you're going to have to call one of your other men," I said. "I'm kind of tied up. I want to get this part done, so I can stay home and not have sex with my woman tomorrow. There will probably be a lot of praying and no sex."

"Okay," she said. "I'll call one of the others." She hung up. And I was pissed. Less than a second later my phone rang again.

"Jason, can you get out of work long enough for us to have a quickie?" she asked laughing. "My regular man is unavailable.

"Oh so you're trying to make me jealous, huh?" I asked. Laughter was her only answer.

"I'm only working until two today," she said. "Can I come over and watch you work?"

"I don't know..." I began. "Last time I let you WATCH me work, you sat there and teased me and we ended up almost getting caught in the supply closet."

"I'll be very good this time," she promised.

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