1. Samhain Celebration


    Date: 10/2/2014, Categories: Seduction, Author: Green_Man, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories

    Her hands were on his chest and hair. Again she stroked his prick, which was hard as stone now. He almost fainted. This was not right, not good. This was evil. He stood still and she took one of his hands. She moved with soft, soothing, and caressing touches of her hands. "No" was not an option. "No" would not happen. "Please, Lilith. Oh god, this is not right." "Meet me outside at eight. I'll be here. So will you. Right Hal?" Again she gathered her sacks and was out the door before he could respond. The bell tinkled. Harold swore that he would never meet her. How could he. His mother would know if he left. It was impossible and besides it was forbidden. He didn't know her. She didn't know him. They weren't married or even dating. He could see her if they were dating. If his mother approved. But she would never approve. He would not be out there tonight. He wouldn't. He could go down the fire escape. It had never been used. His window in his bedroom opened on the fire escape. He could go down it. But it was wrong. Lilith was evil. He knew that. His heart and mind knew she was evil. She was trying to make him do something bad. The rest of the day was slow. Mother needed things. He fed her dinner and ate his own in the shop. A few customers came in. Not many. It passed slowly. After he closed for the night and said goodnight to his mother he went up to his room. He showered and put on fresh clothing. He sat on his bed and waited. At ten minutes before eight he went to his ...
    window. He opened it and climbed out. He descended the fire escape. He was waiting at the front of the shop at eight o'clock. He was there. He was there for Lilith. He didn't know when she appeared, but suddenly her hand was in his and she was leading him away. She was prattling on about what she had done today, and what she had done this week, and what she was going to do tomorrow, and what music she liked, and what books she read, and how she was going to show him something he had never seen, and he was fascinated and fearful. He was afraid for the whole walk back to the brownstone where she must live. Tonight she was wearing a gossamer dress of black lace. He could smell her perfume. He could see her legs all the way up to her ass. It was a short dress. She smelled sinful and lustful. She smelled like pussy. He waited to see what would happen. He knew it was evil. He was afraid. Then, as if reading his mind, she released his hand. "My baby Hal. You're going to be happy tonight. You'll be happy. You will, or I might get upset. That would be bad, baby boy." They had to climb four flights of stairs to her apartment. She opened the door and the smell wafted out of patchouli, and something he thought might be illegal. The apartment was a front room with a kitchenette attached. It also had two bedrooms. One was locked, while the other had a bathroom in it. He knew because he asked to use it. He had to wash his face with cold water. He was feeling faint. Lilith was giggling and ...
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