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Sara the Sorceress

Chapter 2

Maria lay in bed next to her slumbering husband of 22 years,
Carl, clutching an age-yellowed page. With her reading lamp on
its lowest setting she contemplated the page as she had so many
times before. Without being able to read the eldritch writing the
syllables crashed through her mind, dangerous and seductive. She
reached beneath the sheets and gently caressed her sex as she
envisioned the pleasures this page could bring her.

In her mind's eye Maria saw a kingdom of uninhibited sexuality
sustained by the very energy it's amorous inhabitants produced.
It was ruled by a great Demoness who, while evil, was not cruel
and did not relish bringing pain, unless it was desired. She
envisioned great pilesf of men and women driven to blindly seek
and deliver satisfaction and monsters, both repulsive and
alluring, offering pleasure by means unimaginable.

Maria was rapt in a fantasy of tentacled caresses when a moan
escaped her lips. Reluctantly, she released her vivid imagening
of tentacles wrapped around her midriff and breasts, wriggling
unbidden, but not unwelcome, into each of her holes. Maria didn't
want to wake her husband but she'd grown hornier as their sex
life deteriorated and the Page had come out more frequently,
fueling her fantasies.

Maria sighed in frustration. She'd come to this point so many
times before; horny and unfulfilled, she would return the Page to
its hiding place, roll over and try to sleep... but not tonight.
No, tonight she would discover how high were the heights of
passion and dark the depths of perversion were.

Maria started whispering the eldritch syllables immediately,
fearing delay would steal her courage. She spoke almost without
sound but the notes were shouted within her head.
Incomprehensible sounds echoed within her mind, crowding out
thought. The impenetrable cacophany seemed to crescendo until
Maria blacked out.


A tongue casually lapping at her slit revived Maria. The
sensation caused her to pull back in surprise before she
remembered what she'd done and where she must be. Surrendering to
the moment she spread her legs in invitation to her unknown
partner while surveying her surroundings. Maria gasped in
pleasure at both the tongue and what she saw.

Maria was on a bed formed of men and women in a room formed of
men and women, all gently writhing in eternal coitus. Her head
rested on a giant "pillow" belonging to one of two smooching
women and her pussy was being attended to by a grinning face on
the underside of the blanket.

Above her, forming the canopy of the bed, were four women. Their
heads were together, centered over the bed, and four tongues
danced playfully between each other's mouths. They were flattened
like the canopy sheet they imitated and appeared to be sewn
together. Their drooling cunts were impaled deeply on sex
stained, eight foot cocks protruding from men at each corner the
bed.

Maria tossed aside the blanket, placed her feet upon a buttocks
within the floor and stood to explore the amenaties of the
bedroom. Her first discovery was the most conspicuous; a pair of
chairs, each one constructed of a man and a woman. The men's
backs appeared to have been broken to make them more useful as
chairs, although anyone sitting on one would have to fit a
sizeable dick up their ass. The women were folded up beneath the
men, raising them off the "floor." Their heads were positioned to
pleasure the genetalia of the sitter.

Next, Maria's eyes fell upon the table, or perhaps it was a pair
of foot stools, immediately in front of the chairs. They were
formed of one man and one woman. The woman moaned her pleasure as
the man, eagerly and continuously, licked her asshole. From time
to time a seemingly disembodied hand would reach up from below
and caress one of their erogenous zones.

Maria was deep in thought, contemplating what it would be like to
have such an eager lover, when a hand was familiarly placed on
her ass. She wasn't shocked but she was a little fearful of what
she'd find as she turned around. The petite, perky and very naked
redhead was not who Maria expected.

"Welcome," the redhead gushed. She guided Maria's attention back
to the couple keenling on the floor, "It looks like fun, doesn't
it?"

"Uh, yeah," Maria replied, trying to overcome her aversion to
such an open discussion.

Maria felt the redhead's smallish breasts press against her as
she leaned in to whisper, "He'll do you too, Maria. All you have
to do is straddle that bitch and let him do his thing."

Maria frowned, there was no doubt that the thought turned her on,
but could she go through with it? Yes. Maria licked her lips and
stepped away from the redhead's comfortable presence. She
straddled the woman and laid down on top of her, discovering that
she enjoyed the press of her own flesh to the woman's sweaty
skin.

The first, forceful swipe of the man's tongue was thrilling. The
second lick was disarming and the third was entrancing. Soon,
Maria was moaning with abandon. She grabbed the woman's breasts
and pulled herself tight, scraping her nipples on the woman's
back.

"My, my," said an unfamiliar feminine voice, "You're sure taking
to the whole 'depraved abandon' thing."

Maria flopped her head to the side and took in the most erotic
vision of her life. A "woman" with crimson flesh and long, jet
black hair stood just a few yards away. Her face was fine
featured, with burgundy, not-too-large lips and two black orbs
with ruby irises for eyes. Her flesh was toned, yet curvaceous,
showing just a hint of raised stomach muscles around her
elongated navel. Her breasts were enormous but, somehow, as perky
as B-cups; Maria assumed they were fake, a notion she would soon
abandon. Each breast was topped with a small, burgundy ring
around a pointy, black nipple. Her pussy was perfectly shaven,
bringing Maria's attention directly to her large, proud clit and
glistening pink folds, displayed like the petals of a flower. Far
from Maria's mind were the Demoness' legs, toned and long, ending
in small feet.

It was a testament to the state of Maria's mind that it was only
after she'd critiqued the Demoness' "normal" features that she
noticed those that marked her as something more. First, and most
obvious, her delicate shoulders were flanked by two enormous,
scaly wings. Second, were the pair of horns that adorned her
forehead. They were small, thumb-sized spikes and, in Maria's
opinion, almost cute. Finally, the Demoness' finger nails were
made of a shiny, black substance simliar to volcanic glass and
tapered to a point, almost like talons.

Maria tried to stand as her hostess crossed the short distance
between them but only managed an awkward crouched position. Her
unspoken desires were soon answered when the deceptively powerful
Demoness pulled her to her feet and into a firey kiss. The
Demoness' talons dug painfully into Maria's back but only
rejoiced in the battery of sensations.

Abruptly, Maria found herself falling. She sprawled loosely on
the "floor" below her inhuman partner. Her vision phased in and
out of focus and her head swam in lingering sensations now turned
erotic. Had her eyes been working properly she might have seen a
black serpent retracting into the Demoness' cunt. Maria tried to
move but she was so awash in pleasure that her limbs were slow to
respond and exceedingly clumsy. So, instead, she watched,
helpless and horny, as the Demoness squatted over her and brought
that luscious pussy to her mouth.

Maria's tongue was working frantically before the Demoness' cunt
had even joined her lips. Her excitement made up for her total
inexperience and the Demoness was growling her pleasure only
moments after resting her full weight on Maria. The Demoness just
smiled and stroked her breasts in anticipation of the fun to
come. After a short time, Maria felt something gentle but firm
playing at her pussy. The Demoness' tail entered her as her host
began grinding into her face.

The Demoness' stood and looked down at her latest distraction.
Maria's face was glistening with her pussy juice, her mouth was
wide open and her eyes were fixated on the mistress of the
"house." The Demoness then knelt and crimson skin met creamy
flesh at Maria's wanting pussy. She briefly arched her back
before collapsing into a puddle.

"Is this what you were enjoying so much?" the Demoness asked
rhetorically before grinding her tongue into Maria's asshole.

Poor Maria was stunned and shrieked her surprise and pleasure for
the whole damned world to hear. She produced whining noises of
pleasure when the Demoness backed off and circled her pucker.
Maria regained her composure under the less intense invasion and
began administering to herself, although even three fingers in
her pussy paled next to the bliss from her anus.

Maria was totally lost when the Demoness' digit slid into her
butt. She squealed and squirmed but the Demoness held her finger
still. Try as she might, Maria couldn't get the finger deeper
than the first joint.

"Please, please," Maria begged.

The Demoness taunted her, "You're going to have to be more
specific. What do you want?"

"I..." Maria paused. She felt as though saying it made it real
and she didn't know what that meant. A quick lick at the
finger-ass junction convinced her, though. "I want your finger in
my ass," she finished breathily.

With the possible exceptions of her wedding and daughter's birth,
Maria had never been as happy as she was when that finger resumed
its plunge into her rectum. It made her feel full in a delicious
way that she'd never felt before. Add resumed oral ministrations
to that and Maria was on cloud nine.

When Maria came it was, for her, an event of epic proportions. A
quivering started in her pussy. Her asshole clenched once, twice.
Then it felt like something was holding her back until the
Demoness pushed deep but with a surprise, two fingers. Maria's
ass clenched a third time and she was over the edge. All thought
was blotted out by overwhelming tremors of ecstasy. Her "body"
shook uncontrollably and the Demoness smiled over her.

Maria floated in thought for awhile, echoes of her experience
occupying her mind. When she finally opened her eyes she felt
surprisingly refreshed, like she could go another round without
difficulty and she wanted to. However, the Demoness straddling
her body captured her attention.

"I'm afraid our time is nearly at an end, Maria. However, I have
one more treat for you before you go, meet Lust," as she
concluded a thick, black snake emerged from her pussy. The
serpent flowed out, well over a yard, until it dropped heavily
onto Maria's stomach. As the serpent slithered around Maria's
breast the Demoness bade her final farewell, "Remember, you're
always welcome back and, on the third time, you get to stay."

Maria now looked at the serpent with a little fear. It had
encircled both of her breasts and was squeezing the mountains
together. She felt the head moving down her body and closed her
eyes, simultaneously desiring and dreading its next move. Lust
pressed its flared head into Maria's snatch making ever-so-slow
progress. Maria mewled, certain she'd be torn open, as the head's
widest point passed but her stretched and sensitive gap collapsed
comfortably around Lust's narrower body.

Maria realized that something was different almost as soon as the
head was inside her. It felt good, actually great, but it didn't
feel like the serpent was in her pussy. As more of its body
entered her suspicions were confirmed. The serpent's head was
pressing against the inside of her skin, actually tenting it. She
placed a hand over the bump and felt Lust's head move deeper into
her.

As Maria's imagination ran, so did her libido. Soon she was
fingering her clit and watching the bulge move inexorably toward
her breasts. The feeling of the serpent against the inside of her
skin was indescribable and Maria was soon rubbing any surface
Lust's head or coils touched. She was so busy groping her
coil-filled breasts that she failed to note the moment of
complete entry. Lust continued working its way up her body until
it reached her head. The sensation here was the most intense, and
the most disconcerting.

Maria moaned and massaged her scalp as visions of submission and
perversion flitted through her mind. Kneeling before a man
looking only at his feet or his cock. Gasp. Sucking the man's
cock while fingering herself. Gasp. Riding the man's prick while
kissing another woman. Gasp. Riding the man's prick while kissing
another man. Gasp. Giving two men handjobs and blowjobs. Gasp.
One man in her pussy and one man in her ass. Gasp. Three men
standing around her jacking off and spraying her with their seed.

As Lust slipped out of her head the visions stopped but the
arousal remained. Her hands slipped to her crotch as Lust moved
back down her body. She had two fingers in the pot and a thumb on
the button when the serpent rubbed against her pucker. She felt
it flex and slipped a third finger in. Lust ground against any
and all skin, even the fingers pressed into her pussy until Maria
came a second time. She felt him, wet and heavy, slip from her as
her world went black.



The sun was just peeking through the window when Maria awoke. Her
libido raged, she wanted more. She peeked over at her husband and
half smiled. Maria slipped the page into the bed table and
crawled to the foot of the bed. She slipped under the covers and
pulled his briefs down. A little hand action and a little tongue
action and he firmed up. Maria heard Carl moan as she took him
into her mouth.

To be continued...