Babalon's Curse Ch 1&2 - Sex Stories

Babalon's Curse Ch 1&2

... like he was trying enough to reach his goal.

“When can I get that number, Janie?”

“So soon?”

“Soon‽ You always playing games and shit.”

“Fine, I guess you deserve it. You have been chasing me a long time.”

“Yeah, see‽ I’m trying to be that man you need.” He handed her his phone.

“There, you got my phone number. Gonna text me?”

“You know it.”

“Probably nothing but dick and thirst trap pics,” she thought to herself. “Don’t ask me for any nudes.”

“I know classy females like you don’t like to be asked. Kinda stuck up, if you ask me, especially after we fucked already. Aieght, though… I won’t ask, you can send’em when you ready.”

“Thanks.”

“Hey, I’m a good guy. I’ll text ya, gotta go.”

They texted each other through out the day and she wasn’t too interested in being in actual contact with him at any given moment. Even through text, he was an absolute asshole to her. She was already counting the days until that new moon, so she could be done with him. “It’s just a month,” she would tell herself over and over.

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She relaxed in the bathtub and felt what seemed like hands wandering around and up her legs, it took her a moment to realize what was going on by the time the reached her thighs. Her legs were spread open carefully, nails gently raked her stomach, she was at full alert trying to decide to jump out of the tub, the moment she felt bubbles blown on her crotch, her body went on it’s own to leap out, yet she couldn’t see anything under ...

... water. Something started to rise as she let out a panicked scream.

“Gotcha!” Babalon’s head popped out of the water, her laugh even seemingly echoing thru Janie’s body as well as the bathroom and down through the house.

“You scared the shit outta me!”

“Who or what else could it have been?” She smiled.

The next thing Janie knew; Her body felt the weight of the Goddess laying on her.

“I don’t know! Any one of you?”

“We’re least likely to just randomly visit a mortal of all things, especially one who doesn’t worship them,” she spoke a matter of fact tone.

“Nice to know.”

She almost chuckled. “You would love my bath, it alone is the size of this room, real soothing and relaxing.”

“So what’s with the visit?”

“I just wanted to see you again.”

“Should I feel special?”

“No, not really. I did want to give you some advice. You need to reach deep and release your womanly wiles.” She placed a hand on her heart. “The deception that only we can do to get what we want. You need to start warming up to him more. Pretend you actually want him, Janie.”

“He’s just so…”

“Insufferable, I know. You can only play so hard to get, the new moon isn’t too far away. You haven’t even kissed him yet. Get on it.”

“Fine… I’ll tell him to take me out on a date or something soon.”

“Good. Speed this along a bit more, okay? Matter of fact, I’ll help you with a bit of a whores charm.”

Babalon pressed her lips to Janie’s and slipped a tongue in her mouth, she felt ...