Babalon's Curse Ch 1&2 - Sex Stories

Babalon's Curse Ch 1&2

... wings are the only wings we get.” He laughed. “You can say no, if you don’t wanna, it’s good either way.”

“Have you had lunch yet, Vix?” Babalon asked.

“No, the meeting ran late.”

“See? Poor Vix is famished. He won’t hurt you, being a Scarlet Lady means that succubi and incubi are your allies, not your enemy. Trust me… you’ll love it.”

“Yeah… we’re like… guardian angels of sorts, without the angel part.” He smirked.

“Janie… considering who you’ll be laying tonight; Vix tongue will most likely speak louder than that the actions of that petulant worm…

and

his penis.”

Janie gave it a thought. “Fuck it, why not? Nobody will know, anyway. Bring it Vix!”

Vix and Babalon smiled at each other.

“That a girl!” Vix got on his knees.

“I knew I liked you.”

Janie pulled her pants and underwear down, he stopped her from pulling out her tampon, offering to do it himself, pulled gently with his teeth. Babalon casually took it from him and tossed it, the thing faded away in purple flames. Janie didn’t have too much time to think about that when Vix tongue slowly licked up her labia, the tip gave her clit a few flicks, she shuddered and looked at Babalon wide eyed.

“Their saliva can be a

power

ful aphrodisiac. You can thank Aphrodite for that idea.”

He gave her another slow hard lick.

“Thank the goddesses,” she moaned and her body quivered.

She looked down at him, tongue just starting to breach, it was wider than most humans tongues, ...

... drawn to a point. In deeper, she was surprised at how long it was, he slurped up what blood the full tampon hadn’t absorbed, sucking her labia along with, burying his face. Vix tongue then went deeper, twisting and turning inside her, it felt slightly rough, in a good way, as it rubbed at her walls. She gripped the arms on her chair and yelped loudly, straining to keep quiet.

“Nobody can hear or see you, dear,” she stated.

Janie sucked in air and screamed “fuck”.

Vix tongue danced around inside her, coiled to make it thicker, she couldn’t take her eyes away as she saw it twist like a tightly coiled spring, spread her open just a bit more and thrust in her. She squealed and howled. She was immediately on edge, shaking. His tongue uncoiled just enough so some of it could rub her clit along with what it was already doing.

“Fuck! Ah fuck, Vix… Vix,” she screamed with a high pitch.

Janie started slapping the desk and pulling his hair as she climaxed hard. Slowly he pulled away, she squinted at his blood coated goatee and his retracting tongue.

“Oh… my… fucking… god!”

“Ahem.” Babalon rose an eyebrow.

“Dess.

Fucking Goddess

.”

“I am the Goddess of fucking.” She smiled.

“Holy shit, Vix!”

“I promise there was nothing holy about it,” he joked.

Janie breathed heavy to catch her breath.

“Impeccable as always, Vix,” she praised him.

“I know you don’t go after women like me, but I wouldn’t mind that again… or…” She looked at his crotch. ...