Georgia’s Visit With Amara
Being tired of trying to convince Carter to do what she wanted, Georgia figured she might as well spend the weekend with her sister. Remembering the last time she visited only made her hotter and wetter as she hoped for another go at Blake and Jake. The only thought she had about Carter was that she wished she had not asked Amara to remove the spell she had placed on their house. She didn’t bother knocking on the door. If Amara was home she was welcome and if not, no one would come to the door anyway.
The lights were on downstairs and she could smell incense burning in the living room so she headed that way immediately. She did not see Amara but sure enough, there was Luther. “What are you doing here and where is my sister?”
“And I have missed you as well.” Stated Luther. “I had a nice talk with your husband earlier. He seemed to be somewhat of a mess. I am afraid that I didn’t make him feel any better either. I guess I need to brush up on my people skills.”
Georgia looked at him and smiled. “You are such an asshole, Luther but sometimes that can be a good thing. Tell me what you did to poor Carter.”
“I was trying to convince him to put on the chastity device and I think I almost had him until I told him that I wanted to fuck you. For some reason, that just pissed him off. That male has such a low tolerance for mental pain. You know he was curled up in a ball on the floor and crying like a baby when I left. So if I promise to send him pictures can we fuck?”
Georgia broke out laughing. “Truthfully I was hoping for Blake and Jake. Not only do they have bigger cocks than yours, they know how to use them better. By the way do you still have that premature ejaculation problem?”
“You really are a bitch. I am not surprised that your husband isn’t jumping at the idea of letting you control his orgasms. Maybe he would like it better if I was to put a chastity device on you and let him hold the key. Would you like that Georgia?”
“Would you like me to cut off your cock and feed it to you, Luther?”
Luther just looked at Georgia and smiled. “I do so like my women feisty.”
“And exactly what is it that you want with me, Luther? Shouldn’t you be out stealing souls or damning people to hell fire or sacrificing virgins?”
“You humans have such vivid imaginations. Why Georgia you make me sound like a total monster. And even if I wanted to where in the world would I find a virgin to sacrifice? Can’t you just accept that I like your company?”
“I am having a little trouble wrapping my mind around that,” Georgia told him. “After all, you have billions of women to choose from and as persuasive as you are few of them would be able to turn you down, why me?”
“I guess your own argument should tell you how much I value you. Why don’t you take off your clothes and let me show you how desirable I find you?”
“As appealing as that thought is, I am here to see Amara. Where is she?”
Carter pointed towards the bedroom and Georgia did not even wait for him to say anything. Opening the door her mouth dropped open. Either Blake or Jake, she never could get them straight was plowing Amara’s furrow and the other was stuffing her mouth with cock. Although her hands were tied securely behind her back she did not seem to be protesting so Georgia started to back out of the room. “You don’t have to leave,” one of the men told her. “We will only be a few more minutes and then we can take care of that itch between your legs as well.”
Georgia did not reply, she simply backed out of the room and closed the door behind her. As she entered the living room, Luther did not even look up. He had his cock in his hand and was slowly stroking it. Georgia marveled at the look of the thing. She felt a little like a voyeuristic mother who had just come in and found her son masturbating for the first time. She could not take her eyes off of that monster cock because she had never seen anything even remotely like it. It had no foreskin, not because it had been circumcised but because it never had a skin covering for the head. There was no break between the head and the shaft of his cock. It looked like a long fleshy pole with a barbed end to it. She remembered how it had felt the one time that Luther had taken her from behind but that did not prepare her for the sight before her. Then Luther raised his eyes and looked directly into hers.
“Do you like what you see? You look completely mesmerized. Surely you remember my cock from the first time we met?”
“You had me at a disadvantage. You took me from behind and because of that damned collar you had around my neck I could not see even the smallest amount of your shaft.”
“Well, you’re not tied or collared now. Come over here and take a better look. Hell, come over here and get a taste if you so desire.”
It was impossible for her to resist, not because he willed her to but because she wanted to be closer to that magnificent strange looking object of desire. She was becoming so wet that her cunt began to drip through the jeans she wore and she could smell her own rut. It seemed to take her forever to cover the few feet between them. Her knees were weak with desire by the time she could reach out with her right hand and take the rod between her fingers although no matter how hard she tried she could not get the entire girth in her hand. Had that monster cock really once been inside of her cunt?
“Use your left hand, Georgia,” Luther instructed. “I want to feel your wedding ring as you stroke my cock.”
Without any hesitation she shifted hands, feeling more like a whore and a slut but loving it. She reached up to the slit to get some precum but it seemed that no matter where she put her fingers the shaft was already lubricated. She slowly slid her hand all the way down to the base and let her fingers drift down to two gigantic balls that seemed to be so full that they might pop at any second. “Oh Luther, I think you better fuck me. Your balls are about to burst.”
“I didn’t think you would ever ask.” Georgia had no idea how it happened but she found herself completely naked and being lowered onto that massive piece of male flesh. Luther held her up as the head slipped all the way inside allowing her to get used to the girth. She moaned a little because of pain but a lot because of pleasure. She could already feel her cunt muscles beginning to clench with her first orgasm and he was barely started. He allowed her to settle down so that a couple more inches of his cock could invade her insides causing tears of pleasure to blind her for a few moments. She tried to reach up to wipe the moisture from her eyes but she could not move her hands. She began shaking her head back and forth in an effort to clear her vision but then wished that she had not done so. Instead of the extremely handsome man she thought would be there, she saw what surely was a monster in his place. The smooth tanned skin of his face was replaced by black skin with large warts all over it. The mouth that she remembered fondly was a mass of sharp and pointed teeth and a large pointed tongue protruded out towards her breasts. She could not believe how long that thing was. The pointed tip was licking all the way around her areola even though Luther was holding her at arm’s length squeezing her breasts cruelly. Then she felt something like needles digging into the side of her tits and she tried to look down but her head would not move. It was held firmly in place as surely as it had been the time he had fitted her with the wide collar. She opened her mouth to object but no words would pass her tongue. And all the while her body was convulsing with orgasm after orgasm.
Then she felt his cockhead reach the furthest depths of her cunt. And yet he was still trying to force even more up inside her causing her more pain than she could ever remember. At the same time, his claws were digging into the sides and tops of her breasts and she could feel little trickles of moisture leaking down her sides. She could not look to see but she was sure that it was either sweat or God help her blood. She was unable to look anywhere except directly at that horrid face in front of her and it had grown even more grotesque as he could feel the pain in her body. Now horns had grown from the top of his forehead and had curled toward his back. And now that evil tongue was licking the sides of her face, taking in each droplet of tears that flowed from her eyes. Never had Georgia been so terrified in her life. And the pain and terror did their work and she passed out.