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Hi so I have started blogging because I love to write, OK my grammar leaves something to be desired but the content its what I aim for, I hope I do it justice. I'm a 21 and I love writing sex story's I'd love you to read them and tell me what you think. I'll chat and role play but my big thing is my story's, I have posted them on other sites on the net and they have gone down well but the comments are a bit naff. So that's me have a read and enjoy, comment if you enjoyed them. Happy reading.(I would ask that if you read the stories to leave a comment, I do like feedback please)

Tuesday 3 November 2015

The power of the godesses



The heat was oppressive. The air hung heavily around me yet the street bustles with life, vibrancy and
colour. The people swirled around me like water as I stood to take in the scene. India was a colourful place normally but during the festival the people had paints and coloured powder which were put on everyone’s face. My face had been painted on by a group of young girls who I had never met but seemed to delight in covering my fair skin with an impossible array of colours. I wandered through the packed streets taking in the smells of the richly spiced food the sound of thousands of people celebrating. As I walked into a square there was a mass of yelling and suddenly paint was flying everywhere huge clouds of the power burst up engulfing people. There were screams of shock and delight. As people looked up to see a group of children on the room hurling down the bogs of paint. I ducked out of the way down a side street to avoid the onslaught of paint. The air was even more still and stifling in the alleyway. I stated to walk along it looking at the walls that were covering in cloths and drapes, then one of them moved revealing a door way. A gorgeous woman stepped out, she was dressed in a sari and bangles with her skin delicately decorated with henna. She was tall and her hips flared out from a thin waist, I didn't really notice any of this at the time though. I only noticed her eyes. They were deep and dark like wells that drew me in deeper and deeper. "Come" she invited. My legs moved without me consciously deciding to move them. I entered through the doorway.


"Sit Katie" the woman demanded I sat down totally unaware of my surroundings, I was still locked onto her eyes unable to look away unable to focus on anything else. "This is the festival of Holi, The festival of love. Yet I see in you a blockage. I see that you are closed off. I give you this, it will help you experience that which you have never had. This is the talisman of Rati and Parvathi. Use it well and take heed of its advice."
"Its advice?" I asked, finally coming to my senses, but I realized I was alone, in an entirely empty room sitting cross legged on the floor. I thought I must have been hallucinating, something in the paint maybe. Then I looked down and encircled by my legs was a small statuette.


The statuette was mad of white clay and was in the shape of a woman with pronounced breasts and hips, and her arms stretching above her head to form circle. The most striking thing about the totem was the design on it. One side was decorated with a swirl in the area of her womb and hips, the other side was decorated with a tree with the roots at her feet and the branches reaching the hips. It was just the right size to fit in my hand and it seemed to nestle there comfortably. As I studied it I couldn't shake off the feeling that it was studying me at the same time. I shook my head to try and clear the fog of confusion and stood up pocketing the statuette as I did so.

I left the room, pushing through the drapes covering the door and out into the muted daylight of the ally. I started to walk back to my hotel Pondering over what the woman had said about there being a blockage inside me, I thought I knew what she was talking about. I was 22 and still a virgin. This wasn't because I was unattractive, I was actually quite proud of my body, 5' 6'' with a slim waist and curvy hips. My stomach was toned and flat due to a healthy diet and moderate exercise. My breast were a nice size and perky, just the right size for my body without giving me back pain. I was also happy with my face, long straight brown hair and green eyes with a delicate nose, straight white teeth (a result of braces and a fairly obsessive dental hygiene regime) and well defined cheek bones. However I had never so much as made out with a guy, it wasn't that I was a lesbian or hated men, I just never met someone and thought about having sex with them. I didn't pick up on guys signals unless they were overtly obvious, meaning that the only guys I knew were interested in me were generally loudmouth jackasses. I also didn't feel the need to pursue a guy I had other things to do, at school I had enough to do with work and my friends, at University I had a number of responsibilities in clubs and societies, as diverse as the financial secretary of the kickboxing club to event’s organizer of the university Cystic Fibrosis charity. I was now working as a journalist for New Scientist focusing on Genetics and agricultural news. It hadn't been a conscious decision to not date and now I was thinking about it I thought I would like to get married, settle down, have kid etc. but how to find the right guy, I had no interest in dating random people until I met "the one" I suppose deep down I had a few trust issues linking back to my parents but I quickly shut off that line of thought, too painful. I started wondering how I could start to find the right guy, a bit of clay shaped like a woman was not going to help that.

As I walked I started looking at the men around me, unconsciously fiddling with the statuette in my pocket the same time. Around me there were crowds of people of all different shapes and sizes, and due to the paint literally all colours.  I started looking at the guys, and even some of the girls, in ways I never had before, looking at them to see if I found them attractive, trying to learn what features I liked. Sometimes it wasn't how they looked but something about the way they moved which caught my eye, this was especially true for when girls dancing in a hypnotic swaying way caught my eye. I learnt without much surprise that I liked the look of the men with defined jaw lines and broad muscular shoulders. However what I did find surprising was that while I liked those features I often wasn’t attracted to the men they were attached to mainly because of the faces, which while not ugly had to "frat boy" look about them which was quite a turn off.

I noticed a young guy behind one of the stalls, he was Indian, with a dark complexion and a shapely body, as I noticed him, checking him out, the statuette started to get warmer, puzzled I decided to investigate more. I went up to the guy "Hey. How much for this?" I ask fingering a thin blanket. Almost without realizing it I had flashed him a big smile, and tipped my head slightly to one side.

"For you, 800 rupee" he said his eyes flicking over my body. As I noticed this the statuette warmed up again.

"Hum" I pretend to consider the price. Without realizing what I'm doing I bite my bottom lip and push out my chest "that's a bit much" I say with a charm I have never had before

"650 rupee" he replies his eyes continually flicking over my body

I don't reply I only duck my head slightly and look at him, my arms pressing together to accentuate my breast and my legs slightly crossed.

"500 rupee just for you"


I can feel my body about to move, to get him to drop the price further but I finally come out of the warm heady daze I was in. I was disgusted with myself, I hated it when women used their body to get things and I definitely didn't want to do it myself. I paid him the money and took the unwanted blanket. I couldn't help flashing him a sultry smile as I left, I could see the longing in his eyes and I could feel his eyes following me down the street until I was lost in the crowds. It was only as I got out of site that I realized that the statuette had been heating up throughout the exchange and only now was it starting to cool. It had clearly had some effect on me, I had never been one to naturally flirt like that to get my way. I wondered what else the statuette would do.

I reached my hotel room without further incident, noticing as I did so that every time I saw a guy I liked the look of the statuette gave off a pulse of heat. I only noticed after I got back to the hotel room the effect that the pulses of heat had been having on me. I realized as I shut the door that I was astonishingly horny. Until now I had been too preoccupied to realize the building of pressure inside me, I realized I was more aware of my body than I had ever been. I was aware of my heaving breasts, I was aware of my t shirt brushing against my stomach, I was aware that my panties were soaking wet.


As the door shut behind me I pulled my t-shirt over my head, even the cloth brushing against my body exited me. I unzipped and pulled down my tight jeans, stepping out of them towards the bed. I stopped turned and took the statuette from my pocket, and then lay down on the bed. I started to run my hands over my body, gently brushing over my smooth skin. Every touch and every moment sent shivers down my spine. I held the statuette in my left hand, my thumb absentmindedly caressing the swirly side. I could feel the swirling of pent up lust in my abdomen, swirling and pulsing, demanding release. My hand moved towards my crotch but then a voice, low and sultry, spoke to me. The sound seemed to resonate inside my head, the voice was coming from within me. "Not yet, young one" The voice commanded "first you must explore more of your body". I was too horny to question the voice, too horny to wonder who it was or where it came from, I just obeyed. With practiced ease I unclasped my bra and threw it aside I started rubbing and massaging my breast, every time my finger brushed over my nipple it made me shudder with pleasure.

 I threw back my head, I had needed this, I had needed this sooo bad and I hadn't even realized it. "Massage the rest of your body" the voice commanded, I obeyed. First I rubbed and caressed my neck as I crossed my legs and squirmed rubbing against myself my breaths coming in long low pants. My hand slid over my flat stomach making me let out a little gasp. Caressing my hip as I slowly opened my legs, bending my knees and moving my hand inwards towards the warm wet centre between my legs had me breathing heavily, each shuddering breath causing my breasts to heave up and down. I let out a small moan as my hand travelled down the inside of my thigh and I was surprised to find how sensitive the backs of my knees were and how sublime it felt to gently stroke them in small delicate circles.

As my hand travelled back up my thigh, towards the core of the maddening, aching need, I ground my head back into the soft pillows letting out small whimpers. "You may touch around it" the voice echoed. I gladly obeyed bringing my hand closer to my core, I could feel the heat radiating off it and the moisture had spread all over. I gently touched the skin between the legs and the outer lips brushing it gently as every contact sent pulses of pleasure through me.


I couldn't wait any longer I needed to touch my pussy, to rub my clit, to satiate the maddening swirling need inside me. "Now" the word throbbed through me. With an excited stutter of breath I finally moved my hand between my lips gently fondling my clit, I couldn't stay gentle for long, I started speeding up bearing down on the swollen clit and rubbing in rapid small circles. Occasionally I slid my hand down, sliding it inside myself, touching and rubbing the moist sensitive walls of my pussy.  I started grinding and moving my hips pushing back onto my hand, involuntarily humping my hand.

My breath was coming in short sharp bursts. I was gasping for air as the swirling grew more and more intense. I started to fantasize about the men I had seen today, picturing each one in turn on-top of me thrusting deep into me. I could almost feel their chests pressing against me, their hips ramming into me. Finally I started to imagine them cumming inside me. This pushed me over the edge, the thought of the hot sticky cum pulsing into me sent my body into convulsions everything tensed. The swirling need inside me suddenly shot through every fiber of my being pulsing and throbbing. It was like nothing I had ever felt, so intense, so complete. It was still building, getting ready to explode and then finally it was like my whole body was electrocuted. My gasp of pleasure was pushed out loudly and my pussy contracted and suddenly exploded, shooting juices everywhere. Soaking over the bed sheets and onto the floor. Some even made it to the small coffee table on the other side of the room. The shuddering waves of pleasure kept shooting through me for a long time afterwards, like little aftershocks after an earthquake, each time making me moan and shudder with pleasure.

It was almost half an hour before I could get up off the bed, still weak and exhausted from my exertions. despite my weary state and without bothering to dress, I started packing, I was leaving in the morning, I wondered what surprises the statuettes would have for me when I got home, little was I to know that I would have a surprise on the journey. 

To be continued....

Thursday 22 October 2015

Who can draw? Who can draw SEXY?

I'm looking for an illustrator, to do maybe 3/4 drawing per story. It wont be a hard task I don't have chance to write that often anymore. I'm afraid all I can offer you in payment is gratitude and the odd sexy chat when we are online (although I'd probably do that anyway if you're fun).
Comment on here, message me on Skype or email me at iamcosiam@gmail.com
hope to hear from you soon
Love Katie xxx

Tuesday 28 July 2015

The Succubus part 4B - Tom in Skyrim Part 2

This story follows immediately on from part 4
(Toms POV)
(Please comment if you like the addition of pictures)
I ran through the forest following the musky scent of Aela, every so often I caught a gimps of fur, the flash of a leg before she disappeared up into the trees. I was confident, she was heading to the mountains, she would soon be trapped by soaring cliffs and have no escape, and I would have her. The wind whipped through the trees stinging my eyes and ruffling my fur, sending small flurries of snow whirling between the trees. Then suddenly the trees ended, in front of me were the tower cliffs. I grinned knowing I had her.
She wasn't there. The snow was empty in front of me, her scent was there but she was not. Her scent was everywhere, I couldn't tell where she had gone. Then her scent was powerful and overwhelming, filling my sensitive nostrils.
Then I could smell nothing, snow filled my nose, I was face down on the ground with a great weight on my back. In shock I lost hold of my wolf form. The change in size allowed me to roll over for Aela's form clamped down on me again hold me in place. The coldness seeped into my skin as Aela looked down on me lips curled back showing her teeth. The look was clear I was not beast enough for her. I could not have her.

I wanted her. I must have her. The beast inside me growled, it would not be denied. With a howl I transformed back into beast form, hair rippling over me, every muscle bulging, the increase in size unbalanced Aela and with a wrench and a roll I was suddenly on top her face in the snow and my jaw clamped around her neck daring her to move. She growled and struggled but every time she moved I clamped my teeth down stopping her as I positioned myself. My manhood resting at her entrance and with a triumphant howl I thrust forward claiming her. In response she rippled and shrank, the hair withdrawing back into her body and her pussy clamping down and tightening around my oversize erection. She lay beneath me naked, her bare back, smooth white skin unbelievably smooth and soft for such a hard rugged and wild woman. I tried to morph back into human form but I couldn't, the beast in me wouldn't. I couldn't stop the beast slowly pulling out of Aela's warm tight pussy and then mercilessly ramming back in. She screamed, in beast form my cock was a monster and as I started to fuck her uncontrollably hard and fast she was screaming.


There was a breathless quality to the screams, and in between them the screams there was a panting, a lust filled breathless panting. Then the moaning started. She may have been in pain but she was loving it. Loving the beast. I held her down firmly, my claws digging into her skin her small lithe body engulfed by my size. I unclamped my jaw from her neck and started to taste her, running my thick tongue up her back tasting the musky sweat that glistened on her skin despite the cold.

The beast in me was roaring with triumph as the pleasure built up inside. Every thrust was like a mini orgasm oozing out pre-cum each time. The juice was already leaking out of her running down into the packed snow beneath us and matting into my fur. She was push back onto my rubbing herself against me moaning in pleasure, the screams were now almost entirely moans. I felt her shudder under me contracting and relaxing in waves on pleasure. I could feel the tightness in my gut pulse at the sight and feel of her orgasm beneath me, her long drawn out wail filling the night sky. I start to feel the pressure build to its unimaginable heights, my whole body was becoming more sensitive and I could feel every little movement that her pussy made around my cock the pressure in my gut was starting to expand and I could feel it growing in my balls and the base of my cock. I could feel the pressure rising through my shaft. I thrust into Aela, hard and forcefully plunging deep into her core. The warmth and the tingling suddenly explode and wave after wave of pleasure flows through my body with a warm epicentre at the base of my cock. the cum pumps out and I can feel the pressure inside Aela’s cunt grow as I pulse more and more cum into her tight warm enveloping hole.

I slowly slid out my shaft and tip feeling incredibly sensitive as they slid past her warm wet walls. Eventually I slid my prodigious length fully out of her and a stream of cum flowed out of her stretched pussy. She lay beneath me panting and sweating as the cum drained out of her. I stood up and gazed down at her limber body and the beast growled, he wasn't finished yet.

I picked Aela up and grabbed a thigh with each hand and letting her back lean against my chest I slid her down so that my cum soaked tip was nestled by her asshole. I lowered her slowly using her weight to force her down onto my cock. I was well lubricated covered in a mix of our juices but I was large and she was tight. It took a long time to slowly lower her down until I was final buried deep within her. She was biting her lip to keep for screaming and her eyes were watering in pain but her hands had slid down my fury chest and stomach to rub the base of my shaft and balls. Her ass clamped so tight around my shaft that I thought it would burst. I started to slowly slide out and in just a few inches at first but slowly as her ass got more used to it I was thrusting with my whole length.

 I was in such pleasure that I barely noticed that she was speaking "YES, fuck my ass you beast, fuck it hard while your cum still drips from my cunt. Fuck yes, oh fuck me you bastard harder, harder, OOHH GOD" as she said the last two word she shuddered against me convulsing in waves of pleasure. As she orgasmed her ass clenched up and I couldn't thrust into it again. I turned her round her body still quivering in ecstasy and her ass dripping pre-cum. The sight of her slim toned body with her cm filled cunt resting against the base of my cock sent shivers of lust coursing through my body.  her hand reached down and wrapped around my shaft and started pumping finishing off what her tight ass had started. I tensed the heat twisting in my gut and the base of my cock. Time seemed to slow as the cum rose up through my shaft until it exploded from the end shooting up her body. The first pulse hit her face splashing over her strong cheekbones and chin
covering her lips in pearly white blobs. The second wave hit lower down hitting the smooth pale globe of her right breast. the third wave hit lower again hitting her toned muscled stomach filling her belly button with thick white cum. the rest of the cum just oozed out of my shaft dribbling down its length to mix with the cum still oozing from her pussy. The cum on her face stated to slowly ooze down her chin sliding onto the graceful curve of her neck. the cum on her breast slid down to join the pool on her stomach which all slowly slid down, leaving behind a stick white trail, to the cum that had collected between my balls and her cunt.
Finally we separated as I lifted her away from me to set her on the ground. Long stands of cum still connected us until that started to sag and break.

As the last strand of cum connecting us broke I faded away. Darkness enveloping me I could feel my consciousness drift from the large wolfs body and enter something much smaller. I opened my eyes and saw two big greens eyes above me, looking at me. With an effort I looked away from the beautiful deep green eyes to the delicate face around it. I smiled as I finally remembered, I was Tom. That was Katie. I was home.

Monday 22 June 2015

The Succubus part 4 - Tom in Skyrim

This story follows on from The Succubus part 3

A few months later Tom and Emma were still dating. It was odd I had totally fallen for Tom but I was OK with him dating Emma, I think it had something to do with the attitude twist that had occurred as I became a sex daemon. Tom was very happy but refused to have sex with me now that he was dating Emma, he did still allow me to modulate the sex he did have to make it amazing, they would often have a session where they would both have three to four massive orgasms each but I wanted more I wanted to feel Tom inside me for real and not just feel it by proxy inside Emma. I had also grown to wondering what Emma's slit tasted like and I would often slip inside Toms head as he went down on her, but it was always too tempting to go into Emma to feel him go down.
“Tom, you have to introduce me to her. Please please please” I asked one night as we snuggled together in his bed, we didn't have sex but we still cuddled up.
“No what if you scare her away?” he asked
"well you're not going to be able to keep me a secret forever and the longer you leave it the more likely it is that she would be angry at you for keeping such a big secret, think about it, you date for a year and then say that every time that you've had sex I was there watching. Every date you'd had I was there helping, giving you tips."
"Humm you do make a good point”
“And when I've been introduced, you might be able to get that threesome you've been dreaming about” I say biting my lip seductively.
“But how do I tell her?”
“You should just tell her and then I'll materialize next to you, and we see where it goes from there”
“Fine, next time she's over I'll bring it up”
"And meanwhile do you want to experience a sexual fantasy dream tonight? We haven't done that yet."
"That’s the one where I'm essentially in a ... how did you put it? A hyper realistic dream.... with lots of sex?"
"Yeah, in any setting you choose" I say with a grin 
"Well there is one that I would like to try out.... there's this game I have been playing Skyrim..."
"Say no more, I will create the fantasy that you desire" It took me a few seconds to ready myself before sending the fantasy into his mind. His eyes closed as he drifted into a deep sleep.

FROM THIS POINT ON THE STORY WILL BE TOLD FROM TOM'S POINT OF VIEW!

I walked through the gates of Whiterun with my companion Aela. We had just cleared out a cave of bandits to the North-East of Whiterun. Aela had fought with her usual grace, poise, and unrestrained viciousness. We were walking to Jorrvaskr to check in with the Companions before we set out again. Just as we were walking into the market just up the street from gate we heard a blood curdling scream come from the gate.

We turned round to see two vampires and a vampire's thrall attacking the remaining gate guard, the other guard was lying bleeding on the bridge. We took in the scene as we both pulled weapons and started back down the street, sprinting to try to reach the guard before he was killed. I felt the surge of adrenalin that always kicked in before a fight. My hands wrapped around the handle of my enchanted katana and my brutal Orcish knife. The vampires thrall stepped up to intercept us, trying to give his masters more time but one of Aela's knives slashed his throat open as she barely paused on her way to the vampires. I was a few steps behind Aela and had to jump the thrall’s body and then I was in the fight. My katana blade clashing against one of the vampire’s long sword. My dagger flashed out burying into the vampires neck as he was focused on my sword. The vampire dropped down and I moved to Aela and the other vampire who were circling each other blades at the ready nether moving just staring at each other and circling, Alea moving like a cat, dangerous as a panther...not that I would compare her to a cat to her face, she would probably take it as an insult.
 I was about to move in to take a slash at the vampire when the one I had just taken down slashed out with his sword. I saw it in slow motion. He had been lining still as death and then his grip on the sword tightened and he slashed out at Aela's legs. Somehow she reacted fast enough to leap up the blade flashing beneath her feet. She turned in the air landing and slicing the vampire’s neck again this time cutting all the way through with one of her impossibly sharp knives. The other vampire lurched forward out of the way of my distracted swing. He extended his blade slicing into her unprotected side. The blade cut deep and fresh red blood flowed out of her running down the metal and chain armour on her hips. My second slide was more precise and decapitated the vampire in a smooth slice. His body crumpling to the floor and the head rolling to rest at the door of Warmaidens, the blacksmith.
I immediately ran the couple steps to where Alea was crumpled on the floor. I picked her up and ran up the hill to Jorrvaskr. Her blood running over my hands and her empty quiver bashing against my legs, reminding me that we should have collected our arrows from the bodies of the bandits. Then we could have avoided getting within blade range of the vampires.

I ran through the market and up the steps into the cloud district and up the next flight of steps towards Jorrvasker. I was out of breath I I burst into Jorrvasker and carried Alea to her bed. I lay her down I pulled off her leather armour to reveal the wound. I pressed a bunch of cloth up against the wound to try to steam the bleeding. As I pressed into her side I glanced at the rest of her exposed torso. Toned muscle gave her a flat stomach the only lines those of the muscles that seemed to make an arrow that pointed down towards her waist, disappearing below her armour. My eyes travelled upwards to her breasts, they were large, and round, the nipple was small about the size of a penny. I could feel myself getting distracted from what I was doing. I shook myself and grabbed some more bandages and wrapped them around her stomach to hold the wad of bandages in place then I could look around the room to find her healing potions.
I found them on a shelf in the corner of the room. When I had got them down her throat I could finally relax as the potions slowly did their work. I sat down on a chair and started to tend to my own wounds. I glanced up and saw Alea lying there and once again was captivated by her beauty her strong face with its three stripes of war paint made me forget what I was doing. I was still staring when Njada Stonearm stopped by the door. "You know she would rip your head off if she saw you staring" she joked
"True" I nodded before finishing off bandaging a minor cut on my arm I hadn't noticed until after the fight. When I looked back up Njada was standing there topless her leather jacket on the floor next to her. I dropped the roll of bandage in surprise. It rolled away leaving a white trail behind it. Her stomach was just a toned at Aleas, her breasts slightly smaller but perky with larger nipples. I followed the lines of her muscles pointing down beneath the fur skirt.
"I thought you might want to look at something without getting your head ripped off" She grinned a smile lighting up her normally severe face.
 I grinned and beckoned her over to the thick fur mat on the other side of Alea's room. She came in the door closing it behind her and pulling off her fur skirt stepping toward me fully naked. She stepped up to me and gently started unbuckling my armour pulling it off and discarding it on the floor.
She slowly revealed my toned chest then my well-muscled legs. Her hands brushed over my body exploring the muscles. She rested her hands on my pecks and leaned in. a thrill of excitement coursed through me as her lips brushed softly against mine. Her hands started to trace down my chest she circled them around my hips and pulled me close. Her breasts pressed against me and her lips melded into mine as we tasted each other’s excitement. I realized that my hands had been hanging uselessly by my sides as I tried to process what was happening I immediately put my hands on her hips. Then I ran my hands up her sides, my thumbs brushing across her flat stomach and stopping just as they reached the base of her breasts that were pressed hard against me.
The feel of her skin against mine was starting to unleash the beast in me. I could feel him stirring inside growling with lust. I responded by running my hands down to Njada’s waist and lifting her easily. She wrapped her legs round my waist. Now her moist lips were pressed right up the length of my shaft with my tip just brushing her clit. She started rocking back and forth rubbing against me. This made the beast happy. As Njada’s pleasure started to grow with the rocking she became more distracted and couldn’t keep up with the intense kissing. She pulled away biting my bottom lip and pulling it with her before she finally let go and threw her head back gasping. Her chest heaved against me her breathing heavy and sultry. The beast inside me was roaring now. I couldn’t resist it any longer. I knelt and lay her on the soft fur rug. I knelt over her admiring the soft fire light dance over her pale supple body.  Then I spread her legs and bent down between her legs kissing her stomach. I kissed down her stomach following the inviting lines of her muscles down to her smooth crotch. She gasped as I kissed close to her wet lips. I could feel the heat radiating from her. Each kiss sent a small shudder through her body then I moved over to kiss the other side letting her feel my breath bush against her. I wanted to tease her more but I could help myself I wanted to taste her so I gently kissed the outer lips then slid my tongue between her lips opening them up. She tasted tangy, musky, and a bit salty, I couldn’t get enough. I slid my tongue upwards towards her clit, I stopped just before I got to it, the last bit of teasing I could cope with. I started to flick her clit with my tongue occasionally slide down and licking the entrance to her pussy where every so often I’d get another steam of tangy juices. Her hands rand through my hair and pushed me in more.  I responded by flicking her clit hard and fast making her shudder and groan. Then she gently pulled the hair pulling me away from her crotch and I started kissing up her stomach and around her supple breasts. I stopped as I kissed up her neck and reached her face, the hard lines softened by the firelight and the red glow of her flushed cheeks.
 I stared deep into her eyes as I slowly positioned my penis at her entrance and slowly penetrated her. I gasped with the pleasure of her hot wet walls enveloping me. She was biting her lower lip and making small whimpers of pleasure. The beast roared with satisfaction and I started thrusting in and out. Slowly at first but then gently speeding up until I was ramming into her in wild reckless passion. The beast was roaring I was grunting she was moaning. In the throes of passion I bit her neck, hard and she gasped her fingers clenched round my back the nails digging in.
She thrust her hips back against me in time with my rhythm, our sweaty bodies gleamed in the fire light, pressed against each other as close as we could get. The firelight gleamed off her neck as she arched it back letting out a long wail, her body tensed beneath me and her pussy contracted around my cock. She started to jerk, spasming slightly over and over again as if all her muscles were contracting at once. The finally she relaxed flopping beneath me spent and practically comatose. Her eyes were rolled back and her mouth set in a distant dreamy smile. With one last thrust I exploded into her pumping wave after wave of cum into her soaking hole.
“Not bad,” a voice from the bed said. My head whipped round and I saw Alea watching us a small smile on her face as she continued “but if you want someone who can really satisfy the beast inside you, you will have to do better than that pup.”
“You offering?” I asked
“I may be too much for even your beast to handle” Alea said with a small grin.
“I think I can handle it” I retort
“Prove that you are beast enough for me then” with a wolfish grin she jumped off the bed now fully healed “Lets hunt”
She burst out of the room. I heard her go up the stairs and out of Jorrvasker. Then the night was filled with a long clear howl. I looked back at Njada who had regained consciousness “Go.” she smiled still a little out of it “I’ve had my fun, go and hunt” and with that I was up and out the door.