Babalon's Curse Ch 1&2 - Sex Stories

Babalon's Curse Ch 1&2

... can’t wait anymore, I need you.”

“You need me?” He grew annoyed.

“

Need

you. In me. Tonight. Now.”

There was a pause. Fellas… gotta go… yeah, yeah… enjoy

looking

at these females, I got a real woman to see. Gimme like… ten minutes, Janie.”

“You earned this, baby, I’m sorry I made you wait this long.”

“Janie, you were worth it. I’ll see you soon.”

“I hope so.” She blew a kiss and hung up.

Janie lit the candle.

“What a whore you’ve become.” Babalon surprised her from behind.

She turned with a smirk. “Why thank you, mother Goddess.”

“Oh, I’m so proud of my little paramour.” She ran her hand through her hair. “No more of that meek personality.”

“Nope. Not anymore.”

“This won’t do, however.”

She waved her hand in a circular motion and Janie’s underwear changed into red thin lingerie, the cups that just covered her nipples and bush were shaped like hearts.

“There. More fitting.”

“I

love

it!”

“It’s yours.”

“I look like a scarlet harlot.”

Babalon cackled.

“The fool won’t know what hit him. We’ll be watching.” She flickered away.

--

Eventually she heard a knock on the door, pulled her robe on and answered it to Steven.

“Janie.”

“Steven, I’m sorry for taking you from your friends.”

“No big deal.”

She shut the door, turned and grasp his crotch. “I hope it is.”

“Shit… it’s a

huge

deal.”

“Good. You’re going to break me right?”

“What? I’m not that kinda guy and you’re not ...

... some random slut. You’re a female I wanna settle down with.”

“Steve, baby,” She dropped her robe. “It’s been a long time, I need you to break me in.”

“Damn… you look alright.”

“I know I do. Coming?”

“I was kinda expecting more… you pad your bras or something,” he asked following her.

The smell of the candle had leeched into the hallway, permeating his nose since passing the kitchen.

“I thought you’d at least have a nice set of tits, or ass.”

“Is it a problem? I thought you liked me?” She turned.

“Umm…” The candle started affecting him.

“You do like me right?”

“I… do…”

“Like my personality, the way I think.”

“I… umm… love the way you are… ride or die.”

“So… doesn’t that make me attractive sexually?”

He blinked a few times. “Actually… you’re not… really my type, body wise… yet—”

“Then you can buy me boobs and an ass if you really love me.”

“No… you… you’re fine. Oddly find you sexy like that. I want you so bad right now.”

“Happy to hear it.” She kissed him passionately.

His hands were all over her.

“I don’t… care. I gotta have you.”

He kissed her neck and held what little butt she had.

“My body good enough for you,” she moaned.

“Too good. Perfect.” He breathed between kisses.

“Oh I love that candle!”

In the bedroom he rushed to get out of his clothes, completely entranced by the candle, nothing but lust in his mind. Once he was naked, her mouth dropped at the size of his cock.

“Average at best,” she ...