Chapter 14

It took me longer than expected to find the small shop again. The first time I visited “Black Cat Curiosity’s”, I found it by complete chance. I noticed the shop when I had just dashed into a side street to get a moment’s respite from the biting, snow-laden wind. Leaving my Christmas shopping until the last minute had left me with limited options. I had hoped the strange store might hold the last present I was looking for. Something for my hard to buy for older sister.

After the strangest experience of my life, I staggered home exhausted and had got so caught up in the events of the past few days that I hadn’t given Esme or her store more than the occasional thought. Odd when you consider everything that has happened started here.

After a few wrong turns and a half measure of luck, I eventually found myself once again cautiously pushing open the faded black shop door. The old bell above the door rang to announce my arrival. With the early afternoon sun filtering through the leaded glass window, the shop lacked the shadowy and mysterious aura the candle glow had provided the first time I visited.

This time, however, I felt a very different kind of feeling. You know when you just know something terrible is about to happen, and you get a chill down your spine? Everything seems to slow down slightly. I strained my enhanced senses, listening for something while I scanned the cluttered aisles of the store.

Just a faint intake of breath was my only warning before I was thrown to the floor. Spinning as I fell, I landed hard on my back. I was momentarily winded and disoriented from my fall, my head bouncing off the well-worn wooden floor. When my head cleared, I looked up to see the gorgeous, busty shop-keeper Esme standing over me, but not as I remembered her.

I was shocked at her appearance for a very different reason than her stunning, completely naked figure. Her previously pale skin had taken on a dark midnight bluish-purple colour. Huge bare breasts shook slightly on her heaving chest. Her erect nipples were almost black in their colouring. Dark raven black hair floated on some unseen wind, and her eyes burned red like hot coals.

Her smooth-shaven pussy was the same strange colour of her skin. Her inner lips were a shade darker. Even in the pale afternoon light, I could see it alluringly glisten with moisture. As I looked at her womanhood, a bead of her juices formed and rolled down her slit.

However, her otherworldly beauty was overshadowed by some noticeable, completely unavoidable, obviously demonic features. A pair of foot-long obsidian horns grew from her forehead and curved back over her head before flaring up to sharp points. Leathery black wings flared slightly, shifting independently behind her. She growled, showing off a deadly looking set of vampire fangs that would make Dracula jealous.

A tail with a rounded tip slowly swayed behind her, mimicking the predatory movements of a tiger or lion stalking its prey. She blurred forward, moving almost faster than I could follow. Her face was just a few inches in front of mine. She took a deep breath in through her nose, and her head tilted back, her eyes lidded, a soft lustful moan escaped her lips. Her head dropped to meet mine again, her posture suddenly stiffening. She gave an evil smile, and with a soft growl, dropped to straddle my waist.

I was led flat on my back with this incredibly sexy, demonic-looking woman straddling me. She pinned my arms to the ground above my head, easily beating my enhanced strength with just one hand. She leant forward, her huge breasts pushing against my chest as she put her head to my neck and took a deep breath in through her nose, smelling me.

I heard her moan softly. For a moment, I worried she was about to sink those fearsome-looking fangs into my jugular and drain me dry. Instead, she pulled back slightly, her colossal breasts still pressed against my chest, her left hand still pinning both of mine above my head.

For some reason, I wasn’t scared and didn’t feel threatened by this clearly non-human person straddling me. I found her fascinating with her glowing red eyes that I found dangerous, yet oddly alluring. Her strangely coloured skin was soft and hotter than mine. Not to mention her body was incredible.

She still had those comic-book-esque portions that had me so tongue-tied the first time I met her. Long legs, a perfectly peachy ass, womanly hips that pitched sharply into a tiny waist and huge tits. I noticed she had no bubble telling me her measurements, but her breasts were larger than Kara’s EE’s. Her soft aromatic scent was at odds with her appearance. I expected something more fire and brimstone. Instead, it reminded me of a spiced plum Christmas candle my mom liked.

She softly stroked down the side of my face; the back of her hand was hot against my skin as my cock strained to be released from my jeans. She tilted my face up, leaned in slowly and, with a surprisingly gentle touch, captured my lips with hers and kissed me. Every single nerve in my body exploded as our lips touched.

Instantaneously, I was overcome with lust.

I wanted to fuck and never stop and screw the consequences. Any rational thought or warming bells vanished as the desire to fuck this ... this “being” became all-consuming.

Breaking the kiss and with another lust-filled growl, she ripped my clothes from my body. I noticed her fingernails were now talons that quickly tore my clothes to shreds. She released my hands, both of hers now braced on the floor on either side of my head. Mine rested on her hips, urging her to position her pussy over my cock. She wasted no time and, without any foreplay, sank onto my raging cock, taking me deep into her demon pussy.

She was hot!

I mean burning, flaming hot nearly to the point of pain. Her pussy was like nothing I had ever experienced. Every millimetre of my cock tingled with pleasure. It was as if she could control every tiny part of her pussy, stimulating my cock to orgasm in mere seconds. It was like I was fucking her pussy, deep throating her mouth, destroying her ass while getting a hand job and tit-fucking all at the same time.

I was delirious with a plethora of new feelings and sensations bombarding my mind. She continued to fuck me, and I felt myself being quickly drawn towards another climax. Through all those sensations, I experienced something utterly new. She rocked up and down on me, so that the tip of my cock kept impacting her cervix. I’d experienced that before with my lovers, but what blew my mind was the feeling of her cervical ring parting just a little more each time.

With each of her thrusts, she seemed to take me a little deeper into her. I looked up. Her eyes were glossy, and her face filled with sexual passion. Then I suddenly felt her cervix swallow the head of my cock, and I experienced a gloriously new sensation.

Behind the tip of my cock, a ring of muscles closed around me, holding me firmly inside her. I couldn’t move from the intense pressure, but even if I could, I didn’t want to. The head of my cock was surrounded by the softest and soothingly warm flesh imaginable.

With my cock inside her womb, and without even moving her body from her seated position, she caused me to orgasm. This time I growled as if I was fulfilling a fundamental need and erupted into her, unloading a massive load of sperm straight into her uterus. Seconds after I finished, I felt the ring below the cockhead relax while still hugging my shaft.

It wasn’t until later I realised that the resulting rush of energy went THROUGH me, not into me. As quickly as I received the sexual energy, it rushed back out of me, taking a small portion of my sexual energy reserves with it.

Esme screamed like a banshee, even causing the glass in the window to rattle. She convulsed and shook on my cock. Her whole body quaked with a tremendous spasm. Bat-like wings shot open, knocking shelving aside like they were nothing, her tail whipped, causing a cracking sound. Her sizzling pussy contracted tightly around my dick.

She came, squirting lava like cum all over my cock, balls, legs, and chest. She came just as much as I did. Her massive release was warm as it splashed across the skin of my chest, legs, and balls. Her contractions caused me to cum a third time in less than four minutes, once again filing her pussy and womb with another healthy load.

With my dick still deep inside her, she breathed heavily and sat up. She looked at me. She seemed momentarily perplexed.

“That’s impos...” was all she said before I took her by surprise.

With a sudden surge of heightened strength, I threw us forward. In two seconds, I was over her, her back flat against the floor, wings pinned beneath her. I was overcome with an intoxicating lust that I couldn’t control. I thrust into her pussy. As I pounded into her, her huge tits bounced wildly with each of my powerful thrusts. I drove into her again and again. Animalistic urges drove me. I wanted to be in her as deeply as possible.

I craved to enter her womb once again, to stretch it open like I stretched out my sisters after taking their virginities. As I pushed and pounded into her depths and against her cervix, I momentarily wondered if when she uttered, “that’s impossible,” if she was referring to me entering her womb.

I came quickly but powered through it, still thrusting as I came. I grabbed at her tits, squeezing them tight in my hands. My hands were nowhere near big enough to encompass her massive tits. I was not gentle, but I didn’t care. I growled as I felt her cervix give way again.

Her eyes flared as she howled, “Fuck me hard and deep, yeesss!”

I pushed hard. Her pussy muscles holding me and milking me. I loved the sensation, but this time I wanted more, and with me on top of her, I was in a position to drive for that something more. I wanted to stretch her fully, to possess her in this way. It was as if I was claiming her inner sanctum as my territory.

A sexual high flooded over me as I felt her lips stretching to accommodate me and to allow me to push a little deeper into her core. She was screaming and thrusting her hips upward, meeting me. Wrapped behind my waist, her legs were encouraging me to go deeper. It seemed like a good couple of inches of my shaft was now inside her soft inner womanhood.

Her almost constant flood of squirt was wetting her, me, and the floor beneath. I pulled hard on her nipples and twisted. I pushed down into her as I came once more. This time, her hips rocked, and she screamed wildly as she came with me. Another massive hit of energy flowed in and then out once again. Esme kept screaming as she came, squirting like a fire hose as her womb and pussy gripped my dick tight, drawing an additional orgasm from me.

I was lost in a maelstrom of lust and still consumed with the need to fuck as much as possible.

I flipped Esme over onto her hands and knees and ploughed into her from behind, my hands on her hips, slamming her back into my cock. Giving in to the lust, Esme pushed back into me. Her tail wrapped around my waist and pulled me tight against her as we came together once more.

We both breathed heavily as we came down from our combined orgasm. I had lost count of how many times I had cum, but some small part of my mind noticed that none of it leaked from her ravaged pussy when I pulled out. I flipped her over and pushed her ass down slightly, giving it a sharp double-handed slap as I did. There was another hole to be taken, and I wanted more.

My cock was well drenched in her juices as I pushed my cock head against her puckered ass hole. She seemed to lack the will or energy to fight against me, taking her any way I so desired. She had started this, but I was going to finish it.

I took hold of her hips and pulled her back as I filled her ass. The heat and pressure that my cock was subjected to added to the pleasure I had been experiencing. I drilled into her with a mixture of pleasure and pain. We were both in that golden spot in between the two.

Over the next ten minutes, I came two more times, filling her bowels with my seed as she squirted each time. I felt my power levels surging, but then dropping as we came together. I sensed, but didn’t care, that each surge and drop left me a little more drained. It wasn’t an issue. The morning orgy had provided me with plenty of power.

I moved up her prone body and aimed my cock at her strange, dark blue lips. She opened her mouth and stuck a long purple tongue out. I was too lost to my lust to care about her peculiar colouring and extraordinary length. Not even the risk posed by her fangs worried me.

Her hard, ribbed ebony horns provided perfect handles that allowed me to force my cock deep into her throat. I was stunned at my ability to overpower and use Esme. Earlier, her strength surpassed mine. Now hers seemed outmatched by mine. As we changed positions again, I used her horns to move her head back and forth on my cock. She sucked and worked her strangely dexterous and long tongue, putting Lauren, the twins, and my mother to shame. I usually couldn’t compare anyone to Amara, but I would say she was defiantly on par with the sex genie I loved.

It was this thought of Amara that finally stirred something inside me that warned me about what I was doing. The lust that infected me fought back against my mind as Esme hungrily drank down the second serving of my semen. I pulled back and stood, the internal fight between my mind and body still in doubt.

My mind was trying to overpower my lust, which had controlled my body until seconds before. My mind kept throwing into the fight warm memories of Amara and my feelings for her, but my body fought back with the memories of glorious multiple bone-shaking orgasms.

I came again, pulling out and covering the already cum drunk Esme laying before me on the floor in my thick creamy cum. I was trying to will myself to stop, to gather myself together, and get out. Though I had stopped firing off, the internal battle of lust vs reason still raged. The lustful desire to go another round remained strong.

As I was so lost in my internal fight, I did not notice the door flying open or Amara’s arrival until she was standing in front of me. As she held my head in both hands with a look of concern on her face, I saw her and felt her calming love flow into me. At the sight of her beautiful face, the lust inside ebbed some while the memories of Amara and her love surged in intensity.

A small smile formed on her face as she recognised me returning to myself. Amara pulled me close and kissed me. As we kissed, a cold arctic wind blew through my mind, scattering the strange, heated lustful feeling which had been controlling me. I came back to myself fully as Amara pulled away.

The memories of the past hour and a half seemed like someone else’s. like I was watching someone else’s actions. Amara took one last look at me, making sure I was okay, before turning to Esme, who was now back in her human form, although still very naked and covered in cum.

Being bonded with Amara, I always had a perfect sense of her emotions, what she was feeling and even thinking, even without my powers. Right now, I felt anger and power beyond anything I had before, and it was all entirely directed at Esme.

“Succubus!” Amara said, her forceful voice heavy with anger.

Even though she was back in her human form, I imagined that Esme still possessed the immense power I had recently experienced. So, I was surprised to see the look of fear on her face as she recoiled. She feared Amara!

“We should go,” Amara announced suddenly, taking my hand and pulling me from the store.

I was still slightly dazed by the whole thing, so much so, I didn’t notice Amara using her powers to dress me despite my clothes being shredded. She led me to a bus stop, where a short time later, we boarded and headed home. Gaining a more assured sense of myself as we travelled home, I turned to Amara, who was already watching me, awaiting the inevitable questions.

“Care to explain?” I asked.

“It would appear you just had an encounter with a succubus,” Amara said quietly as we sat alone in the back of the bus.

“A succubus?” I questioned.

“A denizen of hell. A demon that steals the life force from others through sexual intercourse.”

Well, shit!

“Succubae produce pheromones when aroused, that humans find irresistible. They seduce the human, and at the point of orgasm, they absorb all the sexual energy the human produced, much as you do. However, the average human cannot produce the amount of energy a succubus needs to survive, so at the point of climax, and when they have spent all their sexual energy, the human’s soul is bare and defenceless. They take the life force, killing the human.”

Genies, wishes, and now demons!

“Then how come I’m not dead, and why didn’t it affect you? She seemed almost scared of you.”

“I’m fine because I’m not human. Djinn, remember.”

Hah! As if I could forget.

“You were lucky. You had a large amount of sexual energy stored up, so it never got to where she could absorb your life force. The fact your physical strength seemed on par with hers is strange, however. You continue to surprise me with how well you have taken to being bonded to me. It’s almost as if I was intended for you all along...” I believed she was stroking my ego slightly there.

“ ... and it’s well known amongst all magical beings that djinn are fearsome opponents when their master is threatened. I don’t imagine that even fully sated and at full strength, she would’ve been much of a match for me.”

My genie was a badass.

“How do you know all this? Wait, is this one of those ‘secret knowledge’ things we talked about?”

Amara nodded.

“As soon as I sensed you in danger, I suddenly just knew what was putting you in danger. I couldn’t properly serve you if I didn’t know what to save you from.”

“So, as well as having epic sex and granting wishes, you’re my bodyguard too?”

“As long as we are bound, it’s my duty to protect you from all dangers, both mundane and magical, the physical and the psychological.”

With the bus passing over a bridge with rushing ice water below, I pointed out the window.

“So, if this bus was rammed by a large speeding truck and then crashed off the bridge...” I started.

“We would both survive,” she finished.

She just continued to surprise and amaze me.

“However, humans have advanced beyond anything anyone from my time could have imagined. My protection wasn’t as absolute as it would have been back in my time when swords and spears were the biggest threat. I have no experience protecting someone from most situations involving guns and explosives. I have no idea what level of protection my powers would provide.”

“Well, hopefully, it will stay that way.”

The bus slowed to a stop, and we got off and walked hand in hand the short distance home. I opened the door and found the bags from earlier had already been delivered.

“What happened to the stuff you wanted from Ann Summers?” I asked.

“That sexy little assistant with whom you left me to put it on store credit and offered to bring the bags over after her shift. She would make an excellent addition to your harem. If you’re going to make a habit of tangling with demons, you need all the energy you can get, and I sense she would be an energetic lover.”

As amazing as the sex had been, it wasn’t something I intended on becoming a regular thing.