the Paper Demon chapter two

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by Eelun Phetmoore

Warning!!! Extreme sexual content!!!

Last-night I discovered something very disturbing about myself. I either I have a serious sleepwalking problem or I'm being possessed. I don't really believe in possession so it must be a sleeping disorder. The weird thing about it is I know it stems from what I'm drawing and I also know full well I'm going to draw it again tonight. I can't help myself. I'm compelled to. Whatever the outcome good or bad I'm still going to do it because I can't stop. After a week or so the seriousness of the situation wears off until it just becomes a curiosity.

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The next few weeks are pretty uneventful. On a Saturday I ask my mom if she can take me to the store to get a new art pad. I finished the old one off the night before, it was so frustrating not being able to draw “her.”  I almost started drawing on notebook paper, but I couldn't bare the thought of the blue lines going through her.

We get back from the art store around 3 pm, I go right to my room and start drawing. I bought some charcoal this time to see if I could add more depth to my drawings.

Before I know it, it's 8 pm, getting dark, and I've already finished the first page. The demon almost looks sad in this picture. She's nude as usual but solemn. Most of my other pics of her she's making a very seductive expression. Don't get me wrong, she's sexy as hell even sad. I get hard every time I draw her and I bet I've masturbated 4 or 5 times a day since the first picture. Haven’t had no more wet dreams or woke up thinking someone was wrapped around me since last month.

School hasn't been too bad. No run-ins with Autumn. I've seen her a few times from far away, but no eye contact; so no trouble. I can't believe I have to avoid her. Bitch.

I'm about halfway through this art pad now. Going at this rate I'll be finishing one a week.

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I've walked down this road a thousand times and I've never seen that. It's got to be new, but when would they have built it? I go through here nearly every day and saw no construction. Where the old oak tree had been chopped down when I was a kid, there is a black object attached to the old stump. Short in the front and tall in the back, with a rounded hole in the middle. Nobody around right now, I step off the road, into the grass. No sign of tools or equipment....wait a minute. The closer I get to this thing, it doesn't even look man made. It looks like it grew out of the stump. Instead of a hard synthetic surface like I thought before, getting a closer look, it seems organic, but it's black. Short nubs that might be the beginnings of limbs growing in random areas. I walk around it again to examine the opening. The only part of the whole thing that isn't smooth. It's actually quite bumpy. Like an idiot I reach in to touch it to see what it feels like. When my hand makes contact something sighs and the surface moves from within, scaring the shit out of me.

It sounded feminine but..... “Jon, touch me again. Pull me from this stupor.” It was so faint, I'm not sure If I even heard or imagined it.

I'm freaking out now. “Did you.....is there somebody in there?”

“I need you to touch me again. I can't seem to wake up”

I start to back off.

“No, please help me. I just need you to wake me up. Please. I promise I won't hurt you. I couldn't if I wanted to. I'm too weak and you mean so much to me.”

Weighing my choices something compels me to help. Curiosity for one, but something else altogether. Something familiar. I'm such a dumb-ass. I reach into the large hole and touch what feels like slimy snakes but different; more animated than alive. Trailing my hand upwards where they converge my finger enters an opening.

“Ahhhhhh” the voice whispers.

The mass shudders. The hole is wet, hot, and tightens around my finger as I try to pull it out. The suction is powerful; the more I pull the stronger it becomes and instead pulls me in further up to the wrist. There's moments when it seems to weaken and I can almost get my hand out, then the suction amps up again, sucking me in further. My arm is buried almost to mid-forearm now. I'm starting to panic. It's taking all my strength to remain stationary and I'm already so tired, my legs are shaking. An occasional car drives by on the road behind me, but my yells are unheard or ignored. I hope this thing doesn't try to pull me all the way in or even worse; there's something down in there waiting to maul me.

The worst things run through my mind as my energy and strength falter. With one last show of strength I yank with everything I've got. I free my hand to the first knuckle then get sucked back in. We repeat this several times as the voice starts moaning and the opening leaks a whitish, semi-opaque liquid. Putting both my feet up on the mass, my arm gets sucked in passed my elbow. I yank one more time with all I've got and finally free myself, flying through the air from the inertia of the release, a long string of the liquid connected to my hand from the opening. The mass shakes violently, the nubs thrashing, as the voice from within screams “YES, YES, YES........” over and over again until everything settles down. The object quits moving and the voice is silent.

My head still spinning, I sit upright and look at my hand. Other than it tingling and being covered in a slippery liquid, everything seems.....wait a minute, I have about fifteen or sixteen tiny puncture marks spread all over the part that was sucked in. Already black veins are showing from each puncture leading up the arm. It feels like an itching, almost as if tiny ants were crawling under my skin towards my heart. When they reach it, my vision goes blurry, and my heart grows cold, really cold. Feels like it's cracking and stops.....I fall over. My head hitting the ground a second time, but this time I'm greeted with blackness.

When I wake, the first thing I think of is I'm not dead. Then I think it must have been a dream but no, I still have the marks on my arms, although they've healed to scabs now. The clear liquid is gone, but the weird tree is still there, except it isn't weird anymore, just looks like an old dead tree now, sitting totally still.

I get up, brush myself off and head to the road leading home. The heat is really brutal and it seems worse since the incident, like my pores have closed up and I can't sweat, even though I'm covered in it.

The same phrase keeps repeating in my mind, “If you want to see me, look into the dark.”

My head is pounding, like it has a heartbeat of it's own. It's excruciating. I just need to lay down, get out of the heat. Damn, I hope mom has the air on today. It's so fucking hot. My stomach cramps and I dry-heave. The back of my throat taste like ink or poison. A convulsion hits, knocking me forward onto the hot asphalt, burning my cheek. I get up with, a stream of spit stretching from my lip to the road. Barely standing, head still exploding, I'm not going to make it home. Barely making it to the side of the road I fall again, this time face first in the dirt. It actually feels good. I'm blacking out. Anything would be better than this pain....I'm just going to take a nap for a moment, then I'll be okay.

“If you want to see me, look into the dark.”

About ten feet from me is a stop sign, in the shadow cast by it......it's her, my Aatheen. So beautiful she is. I wish I could go to her, but I can no longer move. She can't leave the shadow, but luckily with the sun descending to the west, the shadow draws closer. Maybe in another ten or so minutes. I'm just going to close my eyes until then.

Before I lose conciseness someone takes my hand.

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"Jon...Jon!!!"

"What?" I say, a little startled.

It's my mom, staring at me like I have three heads. TV's blaring. I notice it's dark outside. What time is it I wonder? How long have I been sitting here?

"Are you okay? You've been sitting there like a zombie for hours."

"Um...I'm okay. Just tired I guess. Think I'll go to bed."

"Want me to fix you something eat?"

"What's gotten into you? You hardly ever cook anymore."

"Just thought I'd ask. You haven't been yourself lately."

"I'm okay mom. Just tired. Thanks though. Maybe tomorrow?"

"Sweet dreams."

"You too."

I go into my bedroom shutting the door behind me. I turn the radio on, lay on the bed, opening my art pad, grabbing some charcoal. A few minutes later it hits me. How the hell did I end up here? The last thing I remember before my mother yelled at me in the living room...I was laying in the dirt on the side of the street, blacking out. The holes in my arm...just little blue dots now. Looks like I poked myself with a ballpoint pen. Damn, I'm still not right. Am I dreaming this stuff up? That wouldn't explain the marks on my arms.

I start sketching. I'm not going to read too deep into this. There's nothing I can do about it anyway. I'm not going to a doctor, which will either put me on meds or send me to a psychologist or both. I'm not taking a chance on becoming someone's lab rat or taking something that might affect my creativity. I don't use drugs and I know I'm not dreaming this shit up. I always thought there was more to this world than what we see and now I think it may be proven to me. I'm seeing where this leads.

Each drawing turns out better than the last. Aatheen...my dark nightmarish lover. You're more beautiful each time I see you.

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The house is dark. It takes a moment for my eyes to focus. It's still really hard to see but I can make out shapes. Getting out of bed...there’s debris all over the floor wherever I step. Feels like paper and something wet and slippery.  I call for my mother to make sure she is okay, but I somehow know she's not going to answer.  She's not here, at least not in this here.  This is our house but very different.  Someone may be here but It won't be my mother.

There's a faint sound down the hallway coming from my mother's room.  Heading towards it I slide in the slippery substance.  Bending down to see what it is.  I realize I'm nude with an erection.  It's harder than ever and looks like it's grown another inch.  At this rate of growth I'll never be able to have sex in a month or so, I’ll be too big to fit all of it into anyone.  The slippery substance is all over the carpet and soaked through.  Damn, I'm so horny I can't think straight, fighting the urge to touch myself.  I know if I do I won't stop with this new amped up sex drive.

Getting closer to the bedroom the sound becomes clearer.  It's moaning and gasping with a wet sloshing sound.  A wave of the liquid soaking the carpet washes across my feet to my ankles followed by another moan.  What the hell is this?  It's hot and slick with a musky smell...it's making my head swim.  My dick is throbbing and dripping.  Fighting the urge to cum with each step.  In the doorway to the bedroom now another wave of hot liquid hits my feet and ankles followed by another gasp.  There's a dark form on the bed moving rhythmically.  Tiny hot droplets hit my face from across the room.  The form tenses up, another wave hits my legs followed by another long moan.

"I can't stop Jon." The strange female voice says.  'Oh Demonith, I'm cumming again...AAAAHHHHHhhhhhhmmmmm...." then the sloshing again and another flood hits me.  Oh my Gawd, I think this may be her. I can't see very well but the feel is her.  Shit, every time she cums she floods the whole house...Fuck, I should be scared but I'm about to cum.  Every hair on my body is standing on edge.  My nerves so sensitive.

"Everything is making me cum.  The air from the fan...the feel of the blankets on my bare skin...the smell of my cum...oh hell, I'm cumming again....FFFFFFFUUUUUUUccccccckkkkkk...........!!!"  Another flood, the smell again, the sound, so hot...

"Oh my Jon, you need to cum.  Come spray your seed inside me...please."

"I can't...I won't...damn..." is all I can say.  It takes all my strength not to jump on top of her and fuck her like I want to...like I need too"

She screams again and sprays me from head to toe this time.  The heat is more than I can take, feeling my dick lurch and go numb as a huge rope of sperm shoots out of me across the room followed by another.  I collapse on the soaked carpet cumming again.

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"Please my love.  Come fuck me, don't waste your seed on the floor.  Give it to m...m...meeeeeee....I'M CUMMING..." spraying my back and ass.  The carpet's so slick I start fucking it.  With each thrust I draw closer to her until...I'm in her reach.  She grabs a handful of my hair and hauls me on to the bed up over her.  Shit, I can see her now.  She holds me above her two or three feet.  Her veins faintly glow under her skin, brighter in her breast and between her legs, mouth and eyes.  She's strong.  I can tell she could rip me in half with a thought but I'm not scared, not at the moment anyway.  The only thing I have on my mind is fucking her and I don't care if I die doing it.

My dick looks like it's grown another inch and it's thicker too.  It's so big now it reaches my chest and it hurts like the skin is going to rip.  “I'm ready...I need inside you...I don't care if you kill me...just let me fuck you.”

“Oh my sweet Jon.  I would never kill you.  You’re my love, but my sweet...loving me does have a price.”

I reach out and grab her.  She lowers me between her legs.  “I don’t care about the price.” I say, just as the head of my dick slides inside.  As soon as it slips in she cums flooding me with hot liquid and I bury it all the way in.  I can’t believe she can take it but take she does and then some as she cums again.  She opens her mouth and buries her tongue so deep in mine I can’t breath, not like she’s kissing but actually sampling me, maybe even infecting me.  Like I said I don’t care what she does, to be inside her is all I need.

It's not how I thought it would be.  Instead of me pumping her, her pussy pumps me, it pulls me so deep then pushes me back out.  Her tits are so huge, her nipples actually burning me.  I look down where they touched, the burn marks are glowing like embers.  I see my cock as it slides out, my veins are glowing and spreading up my body just like hers.  She orgasms again as she screams and growls while her body bucks and gushes.

She starts chanting or speaking in some foreign language somehow with her tongue still buried in me.  It sounds like the words are coming from me, deep inside me and coming out of my mouth, my pores, ears, nose, even my dick and ass.  The vibration they cause resonates in my balls, they hum and scream...damn, it's going to make me cum, explode like I never have.  This may be my end when I blow this load.  All of me will come out me, out of the head of my dick inside her.  She'll consume me.

She's stops moving.  Lays perfectly still.  I can hear my heartbeat and hers beating individually at first then slowly the same, they beat as one.  Her body burns.  She says "I must ask you, is this what you want?  If you cum in me, if you give me your seed we'll form a Pact, a Pact we can never break.  You'll belong to me."

"I've belonged to you for months now.  I don't care now.  Just let me cum inside you.  I'll be yours forever body and soul.  Just let me have you this once, that's all I need."

"Oh, my silly man.  It won't be this once.  You'll be fucking me for an eternity.  You'll never leave...me."

I don't let her finish.  I'm pounding her with everything I've got.  My dick is engorged and burning ready to spew.

"Yes Jon yes...fuck me.  Give me your seed!  YESSSSSSSSSSSSS........." she screams.  "Fuck me like the slut I am, like the whore you want me to be."

I slap her face as hard as I can, then with my dick still inside I stand up on the bed, her head still on the pillow her ass held high above.  I spit on my cock, I spit on her glowing tits and her face as I fuck her, giving her all I got.

"I'm about to cum you cunt.  I don't give a fuck what happens to me but right now you're mine"  Grabbing her hair and yanking her up, I shove her head into the wall, the Sheetrock cracks.  Shoving my dick so far inside her it would kill a normal girl, but not her, she takes it."

"You're about to cum." She holds my face "Look in my eyes when you do it.  It will make it complete."

I headbutt her in the mouth and shove my dick in hard. "OH FUCK!"

"Yes, do it.  Cum in my cunt." She screams as she spreads her legs as far as they'll go.  She bites my cheek and gives it a rip then she cums right before I do, soaking me, a hot waterfall down my legs to the bed.

When I cum I open my eyes.  She looks deep inside me.  Almost sad, like I fucked up.  I slap her again as I spew into her hot cunt as she sprays onto me and I gush into her and down her legs.  I gush into her more times than I can count until there’s nothing left, of me or anything else.  Did I shoot out my soul, I wonder because I’ve never been so spent.

“You’re mine sweet lover, forever.  Don’t worry, you won't regret.  Things won't be bad for you, just different.

Barely able to stay awake I collapse into her arms.  She lifts me up and carries me to my bed.  “When you wake up this won't seem like a dream.  You’ll remember it all and you’ll have purpose like never before.”

Just before I black out she climbs on top of me and starts fucking me again.  “When you wake up I’ll be gone but you’ll see me soon.  I promise you’ll be a new man.”  She cums then I go to sleep.  The sleep of demons.

to be continued...

A Hole in the Darkness Chapter Five

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by Eelun Phetmoore

Warning!!! Extreme sexual content!!!

The shaking brings me back to conscientiousness. I'm in a van, a huge one by the looks of it and I'm strapped down to a cot, fixed to the floor. Wherever they're taking me, they are in a hurry because I'm being thrashed back and forth from bumps and sharp turns. No windows whatsoever. As usual, I don't know what time of day it is. Who the hell has me? Whatever they gave me was strong, because I can feel myself slipping back into sleep. Got to fight it and get sharp.
Damn....passed out again.

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*see chapter one
From across the bar, rubbing her clit furiously, she raises her ass off the seat, biting her bottom lip to the point of bleeding, her whole body shudders. She spreads her legs as far as they can go and a white liquid gushes from her pussy about three feet at least five or six times.
She opens her eyes suddenly, they are solid yellow with no pupils and scans the room until they focus on me with an enraptured look on her face, mouth open and blood between her teeth. My God, she is so beautiful.

Seeing her nakedness, boldness and cumming all over herself and the floor sends me over the edge. My dick explodes into a thick geyser spraying the underside of the table, the floor out the other side making a large white puddle.

I look up and there she is standing in front of me, in her brown trench coat, open in the front. All she wears underneath is the tight tank top still pulled up exposing her left breast and brown loose boots reaching mid calf. Her legs soaked from her orgasm, pussy visible.

No one seems to notice her partial nakedness. From the back she still looks clothed. “I've been looking for you Sev. You're my mate.” Bending over and sliding two fingers in my cum on the floor by her feet, she stands upright again placing them deep into her mouth and swallowing. Your seed is delicious. I want more.

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I'm jarred back awake. The van is flipping side over side. The cot I'm attached to snaps from the floor throwing me around like a pinball. My face collides with something in the ceiling of the van. My mouth and eyes fill with blood and my nose goes numb.

The rolling vehicle eventually slows down and with one great crash comes to a halt on its side as I come to rest on the sliding door while still attached to the loosened cot. I don't hear any voices or people moving around, just the sound of the van settling in its aftermath.

I lay there for what seems like hours when suddenly everything starts shaking violently. Something is pounding on the back door. The metal buckles in from another hit. After another it rips open and Kapelion's head burst through. Oh shit, he's here to kill me.

Ripping the hole bigger he steps in. “Come on Whelp.” Blood and scars cover him, but he looks as powerful as ever even in his human form.
“We've got to move fast.” Snapping my straps he picks me up and steps out of the van throwing me over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.

We run most of the night. I ask what happened, but he just ignores me, continuing our flight. I don't have any idea where we are, but I figure we've run long enough to cross the state line and we continue further.
Our journey finally ends at a dilapidated old mansion hidden in a forest on top of a mountain. It would make the perfect seventies haunted house. Still carrying me, he opens the front door and enters, walking through what looks like a living room. Stale cigarette smoke and a few other smells I can't place fill the air. A couple looks faintly curious about me as we walk by, Kapelion doesn't acknowledge them. We enter a hallway that leads to a staircase. Halfway up sitting on the steps there's a girl with dark hair going down on another one. She's really giving it to her. The other one has her legs spread wide, but looks like her mind is on something else, almost bored.

We pass them entering another long hallway at the top. Stopping at the second door to the right Kapelion opens it and enters, hitting my head on the trim as we enter. Old newspapers and other debris litter the floor and the only light is from candles. The window is boarded up. He throws me on the bed in the center of the room creating a huge cloud of dust. “Don't wonder off!” he leaves shutting the door behind him.

The muffled sounds of people talking, laughing, and having sex make their way thru the walls as I sit wondering what I'm waiting for.

Thirty or so minutes later the door opens and a tall man and a short brunette with glasses enters.

“Hello Mr. Confers, Sev isn't it?” the man says.

“Yes, call me Sev.”

“How do you feel? Disoriented?”

“Oh yeah.”

“I imagine. My name is Tundeldon and this is Effranim. We are telepaths. We're here to find out what happened to you at the Institute and help you with your perception problem. Maybe then you wont get into so much trouble. Can you see our true forms now?”

“No, I can sense you, but I only see two humans.” The girl is quite attractive.

“You met Vishernn / Dr. Rivin correct?”

“Yes, I didn't figure out until it was too late that he was posing as one of us.”

“Your senses may not be attuned yet, but at least you were eventually able to see past his ruse.”

“So there are some humans that know about us? He is human right?”

“Not quite. More human than us I suppose. I guess you could say he's related to us, a half-breed if you prefer. They have abilities like we do but to a lesser degree. They look human even to each other.”

“What are they?”

“Back in the early days of our race, before the spell was cast, a few “Kind” mated with humans and impregnated them. We're still miffed what had changed during that time, because we've never been able to do so before or after. The offspring multiplied over the centuries looking human and retaining some of our abilities, becoming a whole separate race.”

“Now Sev, to the matter at hand. What did he do to you while you were there?”

“I don't know what they did to me while I was asleep but.....”

“What?”
“He coaxed a nurse into having sex with me and when I was cumming he extracted something from the base of my cock into a syringe.”

“Damn. He took a sample of your core.”

“What do you mean?”

“Ever wonder why the only time you can “see” is when your ejaculating? It's when you are at your most powerful. Your abilities actually allow you to momentarily break the veil that keeps you from seeing us at that precise moment. Your body produces a chemical only then. He's trying to devise a way for humans to see us most likely.”

"I really fucked up...again."

“Yes, but it's not all your fault. Reasha and Kapelion should have brought you directly here but instead Reasha had to "play" with you before coming here and you were ambushed.”

“Why did she knock me out?”

“She must have sensed what was going on too late and knocked you out, hiding you so you wouldn't be harmed in the battle.”

“Where is she?”

“They took her. She was at the same facility as you. We're looking for her now.”

"If you're telepaths how come you're not reading my mind?"

"We are, just your feelings and few brief images at the moment.  Our connection with you is not strong yet, but the longer we talk the more powerful it will become."

Up until now Effranim hasn't said a word or done anything but watch me as Tundeldon and I spoke, but now she's taking her jacket off and loosening her belt around her waist.

He continues. “You've pretty much told us everything you know about what happened at the Institute. We are going to try to trick your senses into seeing us on a more permanent basis because you can't go the rest of your life fucking everybody you meet to see if they are “Kind” or not.”

Effranim opens her skirt at the side and lays it across the back of a chair by the door exposing tanned fit legs meeting at a pair of thin white silk panties. She still hasn’t spoke.

“The spell that keeps the rest of the world from seeing your true form is also what is keeping you from seeing ours. You are not the only one that has been affected by it in this way. Fortunately we've helped others with the same affliction.”

Behind him Effranim slides her panties down to her feet, stepping out of them revealing a bare mound. She's quite stunning. My dick has been hard since I arrived, but now it's to the point of being painful.

Tundeldon assures me. “We are going to help you Sev. Could you disrobe please?”

I can't control the arousal I feel towards Effranim. I must have her. I don't even care that Tundeldon is in here. I take my cloths off so fast that I almost tear them. Laying back on the bed I can't wait to feel her, experience her, and see her true form.

“Okay. You seem quite ready. Good. This may not take as long as we thought but we're not leaving until we have cured you, one way or the other.” he says.

I wonder what that means?

She gets on the bed as Tundeldon steps back. Standing over me wearing only a dark red pullover shirt and glasses. Her brown hair tied up with a few strands hanging in her face. Straddling my thighs she takes my dick in her hands working the base with one and rubbing the head with her thumb of the other. Her skin almost feels tingly, electric, vibrating a little, I'm not sure. Getting closer with her mouth a small drop of spit drips from her lip to my cock and then she blows on it. The tip of my dick heats up more and more with each breath. Already I'm about to ejaculate. She puts it in her mouth sliding all the way to the base, my dick feels like it's covered in wet electricity.

“I'm already about to cum!!!”

She speeds up the pace as I go numb writhing with pleasure. I explode deep in her mouth. I can hear her swallowing it, but a lot comes out and drips down her neck.

I see her now. Holy shit she's gorgeous. Her skin is red almost like fire. Her hair dark blue and standing straight up, crackling with an electric charge. Opening her eyes she looks at me with white-hot orbs. What is she? Some kind of goddess?

Taking me in her mouth again she slides up and down almost violently as Tundeldon places his thumbs into my temples hard. I don't care. I just want inside this creature.

Grabbing her head, I pull her to me until her pussy is just over my cock. Her hair stabs my hands with electricity. It hurts, but I don't care. I move them to her waist and pull down on her hard with a wet sizzle. She feels like an electric eel wrapped around my dick, wet, slippery, and shocking the shit out of me, but it feels good. She opens her mouth wide as I slide all the way in but, she doesn’t utter a sound. I scream in pain as she starts fucking me. It hurts so much I almost feel like I'm going to pass out, but it also feels good.

Tundeldon's thumbs press harder into my skull and he starts whispering something I can't make out just as a scratching sound comes from the door.

Her large breast dance up and down as she pumps harder. I can feel the electricity flowing down inside my shaft to my balls then up into my stomach. I almost can't take anymore. The pain.

The scratching at the door becomes clawing then pounding.
It feels like his thumbs are inside my head now.

I feel myself passing in and out of conciseness as my dick erupts again. The pain, I can't take it anymore. I push her off just as the first geyser of cum hits her in the face, chest, and stomach. The next splatters my chest and bed just as the door burst open. The two women that were making out on the stairs rush in naked.

“He's fucking her. He's still alive.”

“I didn't think he could do it.”

One of them gets up on the bed behind Effranim reaching around and between her legs sliding my scorched cock back inside her.

The second girl straddles my face, grinding her pussy from my chin to my nose covering me in her juices. Her skin feels like warm glossy marble and striped with shades of black and pink.

The other one's skin is white, almost translucent, very petite with long straight blonde, almost white hair. I can't tell if she has antennas or really thin horns jutting from her cheeks. She rubs Effranim's clit as she starts pumping me again.

The electricity builds again. Damn, I don't know if I'm going to survive this. It feels like I'm being cooked alive. “I can't do this anymore....”

“Shut up!!!” The one on my face says. You're doing this and you're going to survive.” Putting her hands on my forehead she fucks my mouth. Other than the stripes she looks human but she's really strong. Her long brown hair getting in my eyes.

Tundeldon's thumbs burrow in my temples all the way to his palms. I can feel them touching just behind my eyes. All the while still whispering babble.

The ghost looking girl still rubbing Effranim's clit tells her “I want you to cum. I want to feel you cum. Don't worry about him. Just do it. It's been so long.”

She shakes her head in disapproval, but speeds up the pace. What's going to happen to me when she cums? Will I be fried to ash? There's not anything I can do about it now. The striped chick is stronger than me and has my face in a vice grip between her legs. I can't feel my skin anymore below my waist and I have two thumbs shoved into my brain. It's amazing I've lived this long. I'm going to die if I haven’t already.

Fucking me harder she opens her mouth again, but this time a white light shines from within. Electricity spills from it, her eyes, ears, nose, finger tips, and nipples covering her body until it dances along mine.
The ghost girl tells her “Oh shit baby you're really going to do it this time aren’t you?” She pulls her head back and kisses her deep, the electricity not harming her. “Cum for me baby. Please.”

The girl riding my face locks her legs and stops moving “Yessssss....ssss. She grabs her tits and gushes on my face.

My body spasms as I feel like I'm being cooked from within and somehow I cum again filling her lethal pussy, my last act on this earth.

As soon as Effranim feels me ejaculate in her she looks at me with burning eyes and screams, a woman’s voice at first, but the longer it lasts the higher it gets until the room is shaking, the windows explode showering us with glass as fine as snow until I hear nothing.....complete silence. I'm deaf and numb. I watch the rest take place in eerie silence. Her mouth open wide, the two girls and Tundeldon holding their bleeding ears running from the room as she pounds me for everything she's got. I feel her pussy tighten as she closes her mouth and looks me in the eyes almost sad. Thrusting one more time I feel her wet orgasm then....an explosion. Everything goes white.


to be continued...

A Hole in the Darkness Chapter Four

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by Eelun Phetmoore

Warning!!! Extreme sexual content!!!

I wake up in a room by myself. White walls, floors, lights, even white daylight through a caged window as well. I get out of bed and notice I'm wearing white hospital scrubs. The view from the window is no help in figuring out where I am, It's up high. The glass looks a couple of inches thick with embedded wire mesh. Nothing in here indicates where I might be. It looks like an older building, but well maintained.

Head feels like someone pulled my wisdom teeth through it. What the hell am I doing here? Where the fuck am I. I wonder why Reasha and Kapelion brought me here and why they knocked me out to do it. Are they still here?

I have no idea how much time passes or how long I've been here. The light outside doesn't seem to change. It's deafening quiet until a buzzing sound followed by a click as the door unlocks and opens. A nurse comes in wheeling a cart with trays of food on it. The smell of it makes me realize how hungry I am.

"How are we doing today Mr. Confers?"

"Where the hell am I?"

"I'm not allowed to answer any questions you ask. How do you feel?"

"Other than a migraine fine I guess."

"Why am I here?"

"Again, I'm not at liberty to ans....."

"Yeah, yeah. I get it."

"I brought you something to eat. Are you hungry?"

"Yeah, I guess so."

"That's good. Is there anything I can bring you? A magazine perhaps?"

"A newspaper perhaps?"

"Sorry, off-limits."

"I'm fine."

"I'll leave you to your meal."

"Why do I feel like I'm in a mental hospital?"

Smiling she leaves. The door clicks.

I think for a moment the food might be poisoned, but what's the point? I'm totally at their mercy. If they wanted to drug or kill me they would simply do it. I might as well eat.

The food is good, especially since it's been so long since I ate.

I figure a couple of hours pass with no more disturbances. I pace the room looking for a possible escape then lay back down. Contemplating my situation, I fall back to sleep.

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I awaken to the sound of thunder and rain pelting the window. It's pitch dark except for the brief lightning flashes. It's late at night and either somebody has turned off the lights or the power is out.

There's something different in here, something that wasn't here before. I can feel it even though it's dark. My heart beats faster and senses stretch out like a spiders legs in its web checking for vibrations.

It's hard to hear over the storm. Eyes focus more and I spot the disturbance. There's somebody in here with me sitting in the chair across from me. Just watching me.

"How are you doing Sev Confers?" his voice older, sure of itself.

"I'm doing fine a guess. Why are you watching me in the dark?"

"Good. Just observing you." Turning a single lamp on "You've been asleep for quite sometime until yesterday. A nasty blow to your head you have there."

"Yeah, I don't know why it was given to me."

"Reasha can be very impulsive, and lusty. I think she knocked you out because she couldn't control her desire for you, saving you from Kapelion doing much worse to get you here.

"Are you the trainer?"

"Yes. People here call me Dr. Rivin but you may call me by my "Kind" name Vishernn."

Are you the only one here? I couldn't pick anything up on the nurse."
"No. There's another here but the rest are human. Too many of us in one location causes problems with the humans. Their emotions run amok."

"Why here?"

"It's the perfect place to find our people. They don't fit in with society and either think they are losing their minds, checking themselves in, or do something stupid and get brought here. Jonder an orderly and I watch over this facility."

"When does my training start?"

"We need to get you accustomed to seeing us without sexual stimulation. What confounds me is you're a tracker and it should be easier for you. When did you first become aware you weren't human?"

"I've always felt out-of-place but I didn't become aware of it until about a year and a half ago."

"What was the catalyst?"

"It started with dreams, not just any dreams but very realistic ones."

"Anything strange about these dreams other than their realism?"

"Just their frequency. I kept having one particular one over again."

"Can you describe it for me?"

"I'm running through a field of tall dead grass chasing pray. It's dark, but I can see. The most memorable thing was my sense of smell. I don't remember ever smelling anything in my dreams before that, but it was incredible. I'm also running in a pact and we're all monsters, but I don't see any of them until the end of the dream and then I wake up."
"Without seeing what you're hunting?"

"I never see it, but I think it was a human female."

"Not an uncommon dream for an awaking tracker."
He asks me several more questions over the following hour and we talk in-depth over my experiences and feelings."

"Alright it's time we get to work on your awareness and sight. Do you remember the nurse that came in earlier?"

"Yes, the ice queen."

"She is going to help you to see without stimulation."

"Isn't she human. How's she going to help?"

"I'll guide you through it."

"Alright."

He pulls a small device from his pocket and speaks into it "Nurse Janice I need your assistance."

A minute or two later the nurse walks in cold as ever. "How may I help you Dr. Rivin?"

"I need your opinion if you don't mind. Could you please examine Mr. Confers for me?”

"Yes sir." She goes through the motions that most doctors and nurses do with most examinations.

"I need you to disrobe Mr. Confers." Vishernn says.

The nurse gives him an awkward look. I'm sure it's because he's not leaving the room.

"You'll understand in a moment Janice."

She's obviously uncomfortable. "Could you please disrobe?"

I stand up from the bed and take my scrubs off dropping them on the floor. The tile is cold under my bare feet. I sit back down. Lightning strikes again out the window bathing the room with a flash of pale light.

"I want you to feel the base of his penis."

After a slight pause she takes my dick into her hand feeling and probing it. "I don't feel anything out of the ordinary doctor."

"Work it from the base to the tip until he gets an erection."

"I'm sorry sir. That's hardly procedure."

"Just trust me Janice. The problem shows itself when he's getting an erection."

Janice is not what I would call pretty. A very plain-looking thirtyish human woman with short straight blond hair. Not ugly but not standing out either. What is Vishernn up to?

After a few moments of inner debate she nervously reaches for my crotch. She is probably one of those people who places all importance on their jobs. No sort of home life. A career woman. Grasping the base of my dick she holds it for a moment then slides her hand up to the tip and lets it fall to my belly with a flop. She picks it up again without dropping it, working it back and forth.

After a few minutes with no hint of an erection the doctor tells her to get some lubrication.

She leaves then comes back with a tube of it. Squeezing a huge dollop in her palm then putting it away she massages it on to my dick, making it slick and shiny and starts pumping it again.

"Mr. Confers, I need for you to get an erection. Think of something that excites you or we can give you some meds. Is the nurse doing it properly? If not instruct her."

"I'll see what I can do." The nurse looks so embarrassed and lost. "If you work the head more you might have some luck."

She breathes in deeply and wraps her other hand around the tip of my cock while still pumping my shaft with her right hand.

"Wouldn't it be more appropriate if he did this himself doctor?"

"His condition can only be felt while achieving an erection."

Rolling her eyes she quickens the pace wanting to get it over.

"That's better." I tell her.

She speeds up more.

Moments later I feel a spark of life in my dick. Like I said before humans just don't cut it for me. My dick begins to harden to semi-erect.
I hear her say "Thank gawd" under her breath.

I maintain a semi for quit sometime when I feel the lube drying out. She notices it too and starts to reach for the tube again.

"Don't" I tell her. "If you stop to put cold lube on it I'll go limp again."

"What do you want me to do? Let it go dry?"

"Just keep working it and spit on it when it goes dry. If you want to get this over that might work."

"I'm not going to spit on...."

The doctor cuts her off "Please Janice. We would all like to get this over as soon as possible. If it will speed up the process there's no harm."

She's really a cold one. Most humans can't resist me being this close.
With a bitter face she puckers her lips and a tiny dribble of saliva dribbles out hitting the side of her hand. Taking better aim and mustering up more spit on the second attempt hitting the head of my cock. She quickly works it in re-lubing it. I feel another stir and I get harder. I don't know what it is about bodily fluids but most of them turn me on, get me going, even with a human.

"More!!!" I tell her.

She spits on my cock three more times until I can hear it sloshing between her fingers. I quickly grow erect. Her eyes grow large and mouth opens a little. "I didn't know they could get that big......I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that."

"Ahem" the doctors clears his throat.

She immediately starts pumping it again. When it goes dry again she spits a huge stream, her face so close now I think she's was going to put it in her mouth. She grips it tighter now that it's grown really hard. I notice a lite sheen of sweat covering her forehead and her breathing is heavier. She stops pumping for a moment looking at me and then the doctor. Nervously she slides the head of my cock into her mouth. Kissing and sucking the tip she pumps the shaft with both hands stopping briefly to look at the doctor who says nothing. She takes it as an okay that he's not going to stop her, she hasn't crossed the line.

I can tell that this is out of character for her, but apparently when I began getting turned on whatever it is that my body expels makes its way to her very core and she can't fight it anymore.

She takes more of me in her mouth to about mid-shaft, her spit dripping down to my balls. Quickening the pace, she begins moaning and breathing harder as she fights with the buttons of her shirt. Getting frustrated after the first two she rips it open the rest of the way pelting me with buttons. I can hear them bouncing on the floor as their sound gets lost in the sound of rain outside. She yanks her pants down and steps out of them keeping my dick in her mouth. All she has on is her bland bra, panties and tennis shoes, all white. It doesn't take her long to get good at deep-throating me, she does it like a pro in no time, reaching between her legs and rubbing her wet panties. She gags as she takes me in deeper without slowing down.

Her skin is so pale like she's never been in the sun. Her frame is small with little perky tits shaking their way out of her little bra, the nipples half showing.

Pulling her panties to the side she starts grinding my left thigh, soaking it in her juices. Lifting her ass up in the air she pulls them down to where they hang from her right ankle, forgetting about them. I can smell her pussy from here. She's not far from cumming.

"What am I doing?" she says through labored breaths as my dick slides across her cheek.

"You're not doing anything wrong Janice. You're helping in the diagnosis of the patient." the doctor says.

"I couldn't stop if I wanted to Dr. Rivin. I feel drugged. I don't even enjoy sex, but....but....I've never experienced anything like th....thi....FUCK, I'M ABOUT TO CUM!!!

I feel her pussy suction to my leg and tighten until it throbs as she slides back and forth. Dropping my dick from her hands she arches her back, face to the ceiling as she wrestles with her bra like she has to have it off to feel the full effect of her orgasm. She cums just moments after unclasping it, dangling from her shoulder and dropping as she snarls, raking my leg with her open pussy, her wetness dripping down both sides to the sheet below.

Tears running down her face she straddles my hard dick. Panting she wrestles with it to get it inside her, but she's just too tight and can't take it. She slides her cunt up and down my shaft as it lays across my stomach then tries again. Getting just an inch past the head before it feels like she'll tare from my girth. Fucking what she can get inside her she speeds up.

Even though she can't get a quarter of me inside her it still feels good as she bends down and buries her tongue into my mouth. She looks like a different person now. Her blandness gone, replaced by a small sex starved sprite wearing only tennis shoes.

Her juices flow down my cock as she brings herself closer to another orgasm. Burying her nails into my chest she claws me down to my crotch.
Raising her hips off of me, my hard cock falls out of her as she stands and turns around to sit on my face. Bending down, she takes me into her mouth again while pumping my face. She's moving it so fast I can't hardly get my tongue on her clit, but when I hit it she knows because she almost bites my dick before she raises her head and screams as she cums hard on my face, pounding it so hard she gives me a nosebleed.
"Don't stop now Janice. You need to give him an orgasm as well." Vishernn says.

Turning around she looks me in the eyes like a wild animal, breathing hard, moaning or growling low with spit dripping down her chin to her tits. She smiles, turns and engulfs my cock, working the shaft with both hands furiously.

I think to myself she'll never be the same. We've unleashed the animal in her and she likes it.

"I want to you to FUCKING CUM you asshole! COME ON!" She says in between thrust. "Cum in my mouth, on my face, I don't care I just want your cum in or on me." Rubbing my face hard with her cunt and working my dick furiously in her mouth I begin to grow numb. "I'm close." I tell her.

"Yes, fucking do it. I want you to cum now. Please.....Please cum for me. Do you like it when I beg? Because I'll beg for it. Please cum in my mouth Mr. Confers, please.

I can't take it anymore. She's going to lose her mind if I don't do something quick. My balls draw up filling my shaft until it bursts. Streams of hot cum shoot into her mouth. She tries to swallow it before it fills her mouth, but she can't, pulling her head back, it shoots all over her face and tits.

"FUCK YES!!!" That's it!" she says, cumming on my face.

I shoot several more times covering her from the waist up with cum soaking her hair turning it from blond to wet brown, sticking to her face and neck. She rubs it into her skin like she's trying to absorb as much of it as possible.

Before my ejaculation subsides, Vishernn steps up and inserts a needle into the base of my penis drawing something out. I make eye contact with him as he walks to the door. He smiles and exits.

Janice turns over and lays down on my chest. Her pussy dripping all over my dick still breathing hard. "That was incredible. I had no idea it could be like that. Can we do it again?"

"Not now Janice, maybe some other time."

"Damn, I hope he doesn't fire me. I really lost control."

"You're not going to lose your job. You did what you were supposed to do." Whatever that was I think to myself, wondering what he extracted from me.

Janice falls to sleep on top of me, fingering herself and stroking me. I listen to the storm rage on outside, counting the seconds between the lightning and the thunder as my dick grows completely numb, the feeling spreads over my body, followed by warmth. I feel drugged. Why would he drug me?

Holy shit....he still looked human to me when I was cumming. FUCK!!! He wasn't one of us. He's a fucking human. He used me to get whatever it was he took from me. I'm such an idiot. Damn, I fucked up again.

The numbness reaches my head giving me tunnel vision and closes in. I try to fight it and get up with no luck. Feeling like I'm burning up I pass out again. Wonder where I'll wake up this time. Kapelion's going to kill me. I'm such a fuck-up.


to be continued...