The Battered Lamp Chapter Twenty-Two: The Lust of the Incubus - Sex Stories

The Battered Lamp Chapter Twenty-Two: The Lust of the Incubus

... power without needing to grant a wish to your mortal master. That should get around your limitation. Then I feed it to the witch and she can power the circle.” “I thought you would be fighting with us,” Kyle frowned. “If there's a magic circle up, I'd be helpless. Besides, if you can't handle him by yourself once he's divorced from his goddess's powers than we cannot beat him.” “We can kick his ass even with his powers! Right, big bro?” “There is still a problem,” Aaliyah said, folding her arms. “I will not give my powers to an Ifrit without certain safeguards.” Kyle glanced at his Genie wife, her arms folded. “And what are they?” “She has to join your harem.” Zaritha gave Kyle a look. “You want me to serve a mortal, little Jann?” “If you want to get revenge on your enslaver, then that is the cost.” Aaliyah's head tilted back, her back straight as she faced Zaritha. She seemed so majestic. “Besides, it is the only way I could be certain I can feed her my powers. My father's limitations may preclude it otherwise.” Heat burned in her eyes, her breasts rising. Her face grew tense for a moment, a ghost of a sneer on her lips. “Very well. Kyle is a great lover. I can agree to that. Do we need to consummate it now?” “I think that would be best,” Aaliyah nodded, her back straight, her dusky face imperious. “A simple blowjob will do. On your knees, before your Master, concubine.” Kyle's cock was rock hard as Zaritha stepped forward, her clothes melting off. Her breasts were heavy and ...

... round, jigging as she walked. She fell to her knees, her fingers unzipping his pants and pulling his cock out. “That's it, Ifrit slut,” Aaliyah sneered. “Suck your master's cock.” Her mouth was hot and Kyle's back arched as she engulfed him. Her mouth sucked hard, her tongue flicking about. Gentle hands cupped his balls, warmth bathing through him. He gripped her black hair as rapture burned through is body. “Fuck, she's good!” His hips thrust forward, driving his cock down the Ifrit's throat. Her dark eyes looked up at him, burning like coals. “That's it! Take my cock. You're my newest slut!” She sucked harder, her fingers massaging his balls. “You like being called a slut, don't you? I can tell. You're sucking harder. You're eager for my cum.” “She is going to town on you,” laughed Fatima. “Make my husband cum, slut!” “Yes. Prove how eager you are to be his,” Aaliyah purred. “He grows closer,” purred Fumi. “I can smell his cum rising.” His balls tightened and his cum flooded her sucking lips. Zaritha swallowed, still looking up at him. His pleasure shot through him in intense pulses, his back arching. He loved this moment. One, last blast of cum filled her lips. “Satisfied?” she asked, licking the traces of his cum from her lips. “Yeah,” Kyle panted. “Then we should strike today. After school. He has to work late. That will be the best time.” “Sure. Let's get this over with.” “But, we need to ready the magic circle,” Phillipa said. “There will have to be many anchor points ...