The Bus Stop - Sex Stories

The Bus Stop

... least make a request?" She pleaded.

"I'm listening." "Answer me a few questions, then I'll submit." She said. "I chuckled darkly. "You'll submit regardless. But I want you to fight if you think it will do you any good. Ask your questions." I finally said." You feed on emotions, what kind?"

"All." I replied. Just some are more nourishing than others. Specifically, negative ones. Pain, anger, sadness, those are the ones that taste the sweetest, and last the longest." "How do you feed? " She asked. "Through intercourse!" I snapped. "I thought that part would have been obvious! Now this is your last question. Make it a good one, I'm starving!"

She seemed to falter a bit under my sudden anger, and I saw that fear return to her eyes. And I felt... Sorrow? What in the Hell's?! I'd been on the mortal plane for over a millinia, and done this countless times. What was different this time?

My hunger suddenly washed away any rational thought I had, and I released the locks on the table, bending her forward and exposing her pale round ass and delicate pink pussy.

I stepped behind her, and in one motion, grabbed her hips, and buried my cock all the way into her. She cried out and I felt her mind go to a dark corner and a cage came up around her.

"No," I muttered softly, "you will witness this with all of you." I tore the cage down in her mind and held her with mine, while I assaulted her body. I felt the ...

... sadness, the rage, and... Lust? Love? I let my guard slip just a little, and she turned on me in her mind, pulling my spirit into hers and kissing me. As I continued to fuck her in the physical world, she was fucking me willingly in her mind.

I was dimly aware of my release in the physical world, but that my body just kept going, as with our minds intertwined, she wouldn't release me here. She had her legs wrapped around me, and was bouncing up and down on my rock hard member finally, she threw her head back, and I could see the pleasure on her face as her orgasm overtook her.

Just as suddenly, I was back in my own body, and she was bent over in front of me with me still buried deep in her. I slowly became aware of my surroundings, and realized she was laughing and crying at the same time.

I walked around in front of her as I realized I was more satisfied than I'd ever been. I stood her up, and locked the table into a laying position so she could relax without hanging there.

"As I said before," I spoke softly. "I can shape your memories of tonight into any thing you want. All you have to do is think it. I will tell you the same thing I've told countless before you. No you won't get pregnant, no there's no DNA, no, you won't be able to get a sketch, and after a year, you'll completely forget me. Any questions?

She looked at me as if seeing me for the first time again. "What if I want to stay?"