The Battered Lamp Chapter Seventeen: The Decision of the Mother - Sex Stories

The Battered Lamp Chapter Seventeen: The Decision of the Mother

... Unmei: Kyle and Fatima's widowed mother. Has been asked out on a date by Principal Burke. Mrs. Skinner: Kyle's math teacher. Braiden Smythe: Kyle's former friend. Braiden is in love with Christy and makes passes at her. Corey Derrickson: Kyle's friend and master of Aleah, his concubine. Iris: The daughter of Ishtar and the spiritual guide of Christy on her path of redemption through the Spirit Realm. Mrs. Skinner: Kyle's first period math teacher and Aaliyah's third period math teacher. Sunday, January 26th – Kamifurano Fumi was drawn out of sleep by a strong set of hands on her. “I need to sleep, Ando,” she protested, pushing his hands away. They were like iron, not letting go. “I mean it. You've had enough for one night.” “I need more, little slut,” Ando hissed. Fumi sighed, opening her eyes. She could just make out the form of the handsome, young man she had fucked in exchange for staying in his hotel room. Her ass was full of his wonderful cum and he had pumped quite a few loads into her this evening. But she needed sleep. She was traveling up the mountain to the Yukishoujo-no-onsen, the hot spring where she hoped to be granted a boon. She wanted to make love to Kyle, and he couldn't so long as her pussy would kill him. She hated being a Yuki-onna. “I need more now,” he hissed, his hands tightening on her shoulder. “Stop that. You're hurting me.” “Good.” She pushed the last bits of sleep off her mind as her heart beat faster. This wasn't right. His voice sounded ...

... different. “Ando? What?” He pined her down, his body atop her. “I'm gonna have so much fun with you.” “Get off me!” She pushed on his body, digging her fingernails into his flesh. He grunted in pain and she pulled her right foot up, planting it against his stomach and pushed hard. He stumbled back and she rolled over, trying to get to the edge of the bed, her heart racing. Something was really wrong. His voice was different, and she wasn't shedding any pheromones, so he shouldn't be inflamed with passion right now. She reached for the cylindrical, bow case on the floor that held the special yumi Kyle had given her. “Bitch!” he snarled, grabbing her ankle and hauling her across the bed. She kicked with her free foot, catching him in the balls. “Help! Help!” “Goddamn slut!” he grunted, doubling over, but his grip didn't slacken. His hand shot down, grasping other leg. She struggled, trying to kick her legs free from his grip. “You are going to pay for that, bitch. You hurt my cock. You need to kiss it to make me better.” “I'll bite it,” she hissed. “Asshole!” He pulled her across the bed until her butt rested at the edge, her legs around his body. She tried to squeeze her thighs shut, but he leaned over her pressing his groin against her. He leered down at her and she slapped at his face, digging her fingernails into his cheek, leaving blood furrows as she scratched. “We are going to have so much fun.” “Help!” Panic filled her. He was so much stronger than her. “Someone help—” His mouth ...