Stud Conquerors the World Book Eleven:the Demon's Priestess
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Chapter 8
Supernatural Sex Story: Chapter 8 - Charles is reunited with his mother and joins Zach's cause. Meanwhile, a new demon senses a challenge.
Caution: This Supernatural Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Ma/ft mt/Fa Fa/Fa ft/ft Fa/ft Mind Control Lesbian Heterosexual Paranormal Magic Demons Cheating Cuckold Slut Wife Incest Mother Son Brother Sister Father Daughter Light Bond Spanking Group Sex Harem Orgy Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie Double Penetration Exhibitionism First Facial Lactation Masturbation Oral Sex Pregnancy Tit-Fucking Voyeurism Big Breasts
Governor Christine Locke
He strode in with confidence. My nipples tingled and clit throbbed at the sight of him. He was striking in his charcoal-gray suit. Single-breasted with two gold buttons and machine cufflinks. The shirt beneath white with a gray tie.
He smiled at the sight of me, his eyes drinking me in as the door closed behind me. Dark and powerful. Young, sixteen or seventeen, Full of power. Strength. It radiated out from him in this pressure wave that had me shivering. He was intense and virile.
A man.
“Madam Governor,” he said, giving me a slight nod.
“Mmm, Mr. Black,” I purred, my pussy so wet. “It’s so wonderful to meet you. Mayor White has sung your praises. Your skills in politics and the bedroom. I would very much like to experience both of those.”
“Direct,” he said.
“Why pussyfoot around?” I purred. “I’m gorgeous. You’re handsome. I want you. You want me.” I spread my legs, my body crackling with Ba’al Zaphon’s magic. His domination. “Our union would be beneficial to us both. I know you have ambition. You are gaining a following. It’s ... a new direction to go. The people are flocking around you. I can make it manifest into true power.”
He smiled, greedy for it. “Can you?”
“I can,” I purred, my pussy dripping. My dew dripped from my curls. My breasts jiggled. “Kneel. Eat me out. You shall have it and more.”
He arched an eyebrow and motioned to Mayor White. “That’s quite the demand.”
The mayor rushed to him and removed his suit jacket. God, he was so gorgeous. He undid his cufflinks as she removed his tie. He had a gray pocket square flecked with gold, the look accenting the power in his eyes.
My pussy burned hotter as I watched Mayor White remove his clothing. The Black whore unbuttoned his shirt with such alacrity. It was tailored for him. Expensive. I didn’t recognize the maker, though. I wondered where he found it. It fit him perfectly.
Made him so desirable.
He watched me, drinking in my curvaceous figure. I was a MILF. A mother with big breasts and birthing hips. The sort of woman that men lusted for. They craved me. I had no flaws to me, and he could see that for a fact.
His shirt came off. Strong. Muscular. Not over-built, but fit. In shape.
I licked my lips.
The Black slut took off his loafers and his socks before sliding her hands up his slacks to his belt. She undid it, blocking my view of his groin. I knew he would be impressive in every way possible. I craved a real man.
A thick, throbbing stud who would be pulsing with his passion. I ached for it so badly. I shuddered as I knew it would not be long until I had my desires fulfilled. He would be such a gorgeous hunk. She yanked down his pants. His boxers.
“Mmm,” she purred, staring at his cock. I still couldn’t see him. Not yet. “Zach!”
He just stared at me, a slight smile on his lips. Such confidence in his eyes. He thought he was in charge here. Time for him to learn that he wasn’t. No matter how strong those eyes were. He was a young man who was used to being obeyed.
To have women kneel before him.
Mayor White slid to the side, revealing his manhood.
It took all my self-control not to suck in an inward breath at the sight of him. Big and thick and throbbing. A massive cock that I wanted to feel buried in my snatch. I would love to have him fucking into me. He could ram that big fucker in and out of me any day he wanted.
No, no, focus.
“Now,” I purred as he advanced on me. “Kneel. Feast on me. You’ll have power beyond your imagining.”
“Kneel and suck my dick,” he answered, his eyes just as resolute.
I shuddered at the strength of his voice. The power behind it. A part of me wanted to sink before him. The woman in me quivered to be dominated by him. It was such a powerful urge. I could feel the strength of it. The need to kneel and please him. My heart pounded in my chest as I stood here right now.
I blinked in shock at what he had just done to me. My heart pounded wildly.
I shook my head. I had to be in charge. “Eat me out.”
His smile grew. “Kneel and suck my dick, Madam Governor. I see the lust in your eyes. Suck me off, or...”
“Zach,” whimpered the mayor. She would do it. He would use her before my eyes, reveling in his power. I would lose him.
I trembled, not wanting that.
“Perhaps we could compromise,” I purred. I was a politician. “Sixty-nine?”
“That would be agreeable,” he said and grabbed my hips. He boldly lifted me off the bare desk of the mayor. I felt light in his arms. He was so strong. My heart pounded in my chest as he set me to the side before he lay down on it.
My eyes fell on his big dick. It twitched and throbbed. My pussy melted. I wanted that dick in me. I craved to have him stretching me out, but I first had to dominate him. I climbed onto the desk and mounted his head.
Maybe...
I pressed my bush down onto his face. My curls rustled against him. I knew he was breathing in my cunt right now. He could smell my passion, yet he did not lick me. Not once did his tongue flick out to part my folds. I moaned, grinding on his lips and mouth.
He tasted my tangy passion.
He should be lost with the need to devour me.
Where had such a young man learned such self-control?
His cock twitched as it thrust upward. He throbbed. Pulsed. Precum dripped from the tip. I shuddered at the sight of him. I knew what I had to do. I had to feast on him. There was no choice. That was obvious.
I leaned over, my breasts pressing into his solid stomach. I felt the strength of his core as I gripped his big dick in one hand. He was hung. Blessed. Had his mother sacrificed to some demon to produce a child this fit?
Or his father?
Who was his father?
I engulfed Zach’s cock a moment later, sucking on him. I nursed hard on his dick. I loved the feel of his rod in my mouth. It was just such a wild moment to bob my head up and down his cock. I groaned around him, nursing hard on him.
He moaned into my pussy and licked me.
I shuddered as his bold tongue stroked over my clit and furrowed through my folds. I shuddered, so glad I was taming him and cuckolding my husband. This cock was amazing. I suckled on him with all that I had. I nursed on him with every ounce of strength that I had.
My cheeks hollowed with the force of my suckling. My tongue swiped around his crown. He growled and devoured my cunt, his strong hands gripping my asscheeks. He squeezed them. Kneaded them. He loved my pussy and showed me his strength.
I showed him my passion.
My lust for his big dick.
“Damn,” he growled, his fingers dripping into my crack. “That’s good, Christine. So good.”
My first name? How bold of him.
I suckled hard on his cock, bobbing my head as his fingers dipped into my crack. He found my asshole and played with it. I shuddered at his touch. He stroked around my backdoor as his tongue furrowed my folds. He made me shiver.
His finger thrust boldly into my asshole.
I squealed around his cock and suckled so hard. My cheeks hollowed with my need to pleasure him. I loved him. I suckled on him. I worked my mouth up and down his dick. It was so good to pleasure him like this. My tongue flicked around him.
He growled in delight as I did that. My cheeks hollowed as I blew him. His finger pumped in and out of my asshole, the heat melting to my pussy. His tongue swiped through my flesh while I moaned around his big dick.
The mayor watched.
I could feel her envy as I worshiped this dick.
He worshiped my pussy. He would be drowning in my pussy and consumed by Ba’al Zaphon’s power. I trembled thinking that, my nipples rubbing into his stomach. Sparks sizzled from my bud and shot down to my pussy.
His tongue stroked around in my snatch. His finger thrust away at my asshole. He growled as I loved his cock. I suckled on him with such passion. Such glorious strength. It was wondrous. I trembled on him, my nipples ached.
I slobbered on his cock with hunger.
“That’s it,” he growled. “Suck my dick, Christine!”
I suckled with such passion on him. Drool ran down my chin as I bobbed my head. His tongue stroked over my clit. Stars flashed across my vision. I shuddered at the feel of him fluttering his tongue against my bud.
My bowels clamped down on his finger. He thrust a second digit into my anal sheath. I gasped around his cock, sucking hard. His precum was so salty and delicious. I knew that flavor was swelling. He was bringing me closer and closer to cumming.
He would just dump his load into my mouth. It was so good to have him suckling on me. I bobbed my head, groaning at the feel of his dick in my mouth. It was a beautiful thing to blow him like this. I swirled my tongue around his rod.
I was so close to bursting.
He suckled on my clit.
Nibbled on it.
His fingers plundered my asshole. I clamped my bowels down on him, hurtling toward the moment when I would cum. I whimpered around his dick. My eyes rolled back in my head as he tongued my bud. Sparks sizzled.
I exploded into rapture.
My asshole spasmed around his cock. I groaned, sucking hard on his cock. The magic shot into him. Unlike with the mayor, I felt no lightning rod grounding the magic to the world. It shackled him. Seized him.
“Fuck!” he roared. “Madam Governor!”
He erupted.