1. The Battered Lamp Chapter Seventeen: The Decision of the Mother


    Date: 12/10/2014, Categories: Fantasy, Blowjob, Cum Swallowing, Death, Female solo, Incest, Male/Female, Masturbation, Non-consensual sex, Oral Sex, Water Sports/Pissing, Author: mypenname3000, Rating: 82.4, Source: sexstories.com

    desire stirred in her loins, hot and demanding. Her hand slid down to her pussy, lightly playing with her pussy lips. Her lust grew as she teased herself, running up and down her slit, growing wet with more than the spring's water. It felt right to touch herself. She could almost feel something watching her. A kami, a divine spirit, inhabited the spring and a naughty thrill went through her. It wanted to watch her, and she burned to be watched. Her finger slowly entered her tight hole, setting off the nerves buried inside her. “Aren't I beautiful?” she purred to the voyeuristic entity as she stirred her pleasure. The warmth soaked through her, mixing with the pleasure her probing finger generated. Such wonderful bliss. Her other hand slid up, the water rippling around her, to grasp her small breasts, pinching her small-olive nipple. Cold snow landed on her breasts and face, kissing her. This is where she belonged. This is where her kind were from—the snowy mountains of Hokkaido. But Kyle was where she wanted to be. Needed to be. She pictured his handsome face, his skin light-brown, his dark eyes slanted like a Japanese man, his chin rugged and strong like a Middle-Eastern. His strong body pressed against her, his rough hands stroking her. She pushed a second finger into her pussy and a third, pretending his cock was inside her, pumping away, flashing back to that magical, dangerous night he had actually entered her. “Kyle!” she moaned to the snowy night. “My love! I need ...
    him!” Her orgasm built, churning inside her. Her body shuddered in the blissful water, the scent of lilies filling her nose—her pheromones. Her gasps grew shrill, her fingers pumping away with the same vigor Kyle had fucked her. She groaned his name as molten heat rushed through her, her muscles clenching as rapture flooded her entire body. She spasmed one last time, her pleasure retreating, her breath coming in ragged gasp. She opened her eyes, smiling, bringing her damp fingers to her lips and tasting her delightful flavor. Something touched her ass, caressing her. The watching kami of the hot spring whispered in her mind, My Yuki-onna... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ South Hill, WA The man who called himself Principal Burke pulled his cell phone out of his pocket, holding his red, leather whip between his arm and side. The lovely Mrs. Skinner gasped and moaned as she shuddered in the chains. She taught math at his school and her students included Kyle and Aaliyah. Her husband, who taught computer science, sat in the corner of his dungeon, blindfolded, listening to his wives pleas and cries while he blubbered for mercy. Two members of Burke's coven, Shadow and the Vicar, watched the sobbing couple. Burke smiled at the caller ID and handed the whip to Shadow, the dark-skinned woman smiling as she took it, cracking it down on Mrs. Skinner's back. Burke climbed his stairs at a hurried pace, the phone ringing and ringing, shutting his basement door behind him before he answered it. ...
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