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Catastrophe

... her thigh to press against the soft entrance to my whole being. I could feel Lilith's cold breath against my neck as Freyja resumed her attack upon my lips, pushing her rough tongue once again between my teeth and exploring my mouth eagerly and sensuously. I felt the cold hands on my breasts replaced by soft, warm hands gently squeezing and kneading them, the long, sharp nails digging into the flesh and scratching across the nipples. Freyja's mouth was restricting my breathing which increased the emotions a hundred fold. I was gasping for breath and my heart was pounding like a hammer in it's effort to supply blood around my over loaded senses. The cold hands moved slowly down my sides until they reached my slim hips, fingers wrapping themselves around my prominent bone and pressing firmly into the soft flesh of my groin. They pressed inwards against my mound, causing me to groan aloud and try to take in even more air. At the same time I could feel a cool tongue tracing the curve of my buttocks, along the crevasse between them and down to the hollow where they joined the tops of my legs. Soaking wet now, I was so close to orgasm and yet, not. I was trembling, shivering violently and yet, at the same time, so hot! The fire seemed to be roaring and crackling more than ever and the wind howling and moaning louder around the house like all the demons from hell were loose, while the rain battered incessantly against the windows. “ There is no need for fear, pretty one,” Freyja's ...

... soft, sensuous voice purred in my ear as she bit gently on my lobe, “You are safe here.” What did she mean, 'safe'? Should I be afraid? These thoughts were pushed far from my mind as I felt my buttocks being carefully prised apart. The soft, cool touch of Lilith's tongue moved between them, licking and probing, circling the tight, puckered orifice and pressing against it. My muscle tightened and contracted. I had never been touched like this before by anyone and certainly not there but as I relaxed and enjoyed the feelings flooding through me her tongue found an entrance and I gasped and breathed in deeply. My whole body was trembling and vibrating and I felt the orgasm approaching. No, not yet, something was holding it back as though some unseen force didn't want it to happen, not yet. A cold finger snaked seductively beneath me, finding the entrance to my soul. Circling around the soft, moist flesh, pressing but not entering, moving up to the sensitive spot between my folds. Pressing, rolling it, rubbing it. Then back, across the tiny opening of my urethra, pausing momentarily to press gently against it. Onwards, finding the way in and entering the hot cavern of my desire, pushing so deep I could feel the movement inside me. A second finger entered alongside the first, stretching me open. Together they moved in and out, round and around, pressing and stretching. Deeper and harder the tongue pushed inside, and then......it hit me, blasting through me like the howling gale ...