?A sigh sliced through his nostrils. He continued to beat furiously on the horse- slicing through town in a blur. Just as the sun dipped behind the horizon, he slid of his horse in one quick movement- twirling his eyes around the in sweeping arcs.
'This is it Woody. This is it.'
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"Lord Wood, how kind of you to accept my invitation."
Her lips barely moved, and yet, her voice came out- soft, rich, and smooth as water. He was seated at the edge of the sofa, legs together, and both hands on his knees.
"Yes," he said awkwardly; "I'm very glad to be here. In fact, I couldn't believe it when I heard you asked for me. I rushed over here immediately as soon as I got the invite! It's like a dream, to be here, to be with you, I've been. . ."
From across the carpeted living room, Angel watched Wood rant nervously.
Seriously? This is the Wood I've heard so much about? Angel's eyes dimmed in disappointment; I heard he was a bully in bed- a rapist and a freak.
A fake smile plastered on her face- nodding along to something he said;
How is he such a fuckin' wimp?
". . .didn't know if I was supposed to bring flowers or shit like that," his torso leaned back, bringing out his purse; "So I brought gold instead."
He looked at her eagerly, waiting for some kind of acknowledgment. She hadn't said a word, and it made him extremely nervous.
"I mean, if this isn't enough, I could always get more gol–"
"Take off your pants."
For a moment, time stopped. Wood's eyes widened so much, his eyeballs nearly popped out.
"I said, take your pants off- Woody."
The softness in her tone had disappeared. Beneath her golden hair, her bluish-green eyes glistened- flashing with the intensity of ice crystals. Wood swallowed, suddenly searching for words.
Her voice came again;
"Did you come here so we could talk like two kids at a fuckin' playground? Or do you wanna be a grown man and handle business?"
The scowl in her eyes burned right into Woody. His chest tightened- daring him to take a deep breath. Her lips moved, and three words- thundering with authority, came;
"Take them off."
Immediately, on the pink sofa, Wood's limbs began to move. His fingers reached for his belt, fumbling with the iron buckle. The slithering sounds of his 'zzzz' echoed quietly as he lunged at his zip. His black cotton pants came tumbling- falling at his feet in a heap.
From across the room, seated at the edge of the bed, Angel eyed him furtively. She was in the business of men. And she saw right through Wood.
"The shirt too," she gestured with her fingers; "Take it off."
It was off in an instant.
Wood stood fully naked. The serene glow of the candles bathed his pale body in an orange glow. His lanky arms dangled from his shoulders. Across his thin torso, lines of chest hairs mangled in jagged formations. Angel lowered her gaze, down to his belly button, to his pubis, and finally, to his organ.
"Come here," she mouthed- slowly unfolding her legs- widening them as her voice dropped lower; "I want you in my bed."
Wood's head burst into flames. His knees jerked forward as if compelled by an unseen force. His clumsy feet slid across the lush carpets- waddling towards the goddess in pink.
'This must be a dream,' He gulped; 'It has to be. . .'
She sat there, a few yards out, on the edge of the bed. From her shoulders, down to her thighs, a thin translucent pink robe flowed. A few feet closer, lightning struck Wood's heart;
'She's not wearing any panties!!'
As if she knew his exact thoughts, she widened her legs even further- revealing the thick flesh of her vagina- gifting him the luscious sight of her parting folds.
Wood nearly had a heart attack;
"You're wet. . ." he mumbled aloud- immediately regretting his fuck up.
"What's wrong?" she purred; "Never had a woman wet for you before?" fuckin' rapist.
Wood swallowed. It was his greatest fantasy- to fuck a wet bitch. But he was always taking them by force. So, he always had to use his own spit. Her legs slithered along the carpet again, parting her jiggly laps further.
He stood before her, dick hard as a bone.
Looking up to him, she said;
"Promise me one thing,"
"Anything,"
"Don't pull out. Come inside me."
His eyes burned with so much gratitude, he looked like he had been handed the keys to the city! Angel nearly laughed out loud as she laid back in bed. She eyed his four inched organ. This boy won't last five minutes.
"Put it in Wood. . ."
Holding his cock, and with both his eyes bulging, he crawled into bed.
"Put it in," she echoed sweetly- spreading her fat laps; "Do it,"
His balls dangled freely as he angled the tip to her fat pussy. He groaned fiercely- leaning on top of her.. Her wetness swallowed his cock immediately- and Wood howled like a night wolf.
In his round black eyes, strobes of light flickered in unison. The tension in his entire body rippled across the sheets. In tiny formations, fresh goosebumps broke out across his skin.
"Uhh-Huhhh. . .deeper Woody. . ." she commanded; "Go deeper. . ."
Her soft hands ran across his back- settling on his waist- pulling him in. Wood shivered like a newborn chick left in the cold. All the muscles on his back stiffened- almost as though his entire body was one gigantic cock. Tightening his face into a more 'manly' snarl, he heaved his naked body.
"Yes-s-s-s-" she moaned pretentiously; "Harder Woody, HARDE-"
Her voice broke off into a ridiculously pretentiousmoan;
uhhh-huhhh. . .
Like lightning, the sensual tease of her moans shot through his brain. Immediately, under the pink canopy, he clenched his teeth. Beads of sweat broke out as he clamped his butt- heaving deeper;
"Ya' like that?" he grunted- spraying a trickle of spit; "Ya' feel that baby?"
Angel rolled her eyes- Is he serious right now? Digging in? as if he has any inches left.
But of course, she didn't say that. Instead, with her long manicured nails, she drifted her fingers along the length of his back. Wood's jaws locked- grinding shut with a strong grimace. He thrust his hips backwards, sliding out of her wetness- feeling the slow burn through his veins.
Really, she wasn't that tight.
But her pussy was flooded. And for Wood, that was paradise.
Surrounding the Antique bed, standing in upright vases, were burning sticks of perfumed incense. Thin wisps of smoke ascended from the glowing lit ends- dispersing in clouds, till they melted into the background.
Grunting like a pig, Wood swallowed- inhaling rich gusts of the perfumed incense.
UHHH-HUHHH. . .
The succubus moaned under him;
"Make. . .Love . . .To. . .Me. . ." she rasped; "W-o-o-o-odyyy. . ."
Bright sparks exploded in his head. His elbows buckled. His small cock bulged like never before. He began to fuck her frantically. The cheeks of his butt clenched and unclenched. Her fat laps widened and widened across the pink duvet. freew(e)bnovel
"Shit," he cursed; "You're so sweet Angel. . .you're so sweet. . .I could worship your pussy. . .shit. . ."
?A sigh sliced through his nostrils. He continued to beat furiously on the horse- slicing through town in a blur. Just as the sun dipped behind the horizon, he slid of his horse in one quick movement- twirling his eyes around the in sweeping arcs.
'This is it Woody. This is it.'
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"Lord Wood, how kind of you to accept my invitation."
Her lips barely moved, and yet, her voice came out- soft, rich, and smooth as water. He was seated at the edge of the sofa, legs together, and both hands on his knees.
"Yes," he said awkwardly; "I'm very glad to be here. In fact, I couldn't believe it when I heard you asked for me. I rushed over here immediately as soon as I got the invite! It's like a dream, to be here, to be with you, I've been. . ."
From across the carpeted living room, Angel watched Wood rant nervously.
Seriously? This is the Wood I've heard so much about? Angel's eyes dimmed in disappointment; I heard he was a bully in bed- a rapist and a freak.
A fake smile plastered on her face- nodding along to something he said;
How is he such a fuckin' wimp?
". . .didn't know if I was supposed to bring flowers or shit like that," his torso leaned back, bringing out his purse; "So I brought gold instead."
He looked at her eagerly, waiting for some kind of acknowledgment. She hadn't said a word, and it made him extremely nervous.
"I mean, if this isn't enough, I could always get more gol–"
"Take off your pants."
For a moment, time stopped. Wood's eyes widened so much, his eyeballs nearly popped out.
"I said, take your pants off- Woody."
The softness in her tone had disappeared. Beneath her golden hair, her bluish-green eyes glistened- flashing with the intensity of ice crystals. Wood swallowed, suddenly searching for words.
Her voice came again;
"Did you come here so we could talk like two kids at a fuckin' playground? Or do you wanna be a grown man and handle business?"
The scowl in her eyes burned right into Woody. His chest tightened- daring him to take a deep breath. Her lips moved, and three words- thundering with authority, came;
"Take them off."
Immediately, on the pink sofa, Wood's limbs began to move. His fingers reached for his belt, fumbling with the iron buckle. The slithering sounds of his 'zzzz' echoed quietly as he lunged at his zip. His black cotton pants came tumbling- falling at his feet in a heap.
From across the room, seated at the edge of the bed, Angel eyed him furtively. She was in the business of men. And she saw right through Wood.
"The shirt too," she gestured with her fingers; "Take it off."
It was off in an instant.
Wood stood fully naked. The serene glow of the candles bathed his pale body in an orange glow. His lanky arms dangled from his shoulders. Across his thin torso, lines of chest hairs mangled in jagged formations. Angel lowered her gaze, down to his belly button, to his pubis, and finally, to his organ.
"Come here," she mouthed- slowly unfolding her legs- widening them as her voice dropped lower; "I want you in my bed."
Wood's head burst into flames. His knees jerked forward as if compelled by an unseen force. His clumsy feet slid across the lush carpets- waddling towards the goddess in pink.
'This must be a dream,' He gulped; 'It has to be. . .'
She sat there, a few yards out, on the edge of the bed. From her shoulders, down to her thighs, a thin translucent pink robe flowed. A few feet closer, lightning struck Wood's heart;
'She's not wearing any panties!!'
As if she knew his exact thoughts, she widened her legs even further- revealing the thick flesh of her vagina- gifting him the luscious sight of her parting folds.
Wood nearly had a heart attack;
"You're wet. . ." he mumbled aloud- immediately regretting his fuck up.
"What's wrong?" she purred; "Never had a woman wet for you before?" fuckin' rapist.
Wood swallowed. It was his greatest fantasy- to fuck a wet bitch. But he was always taking them by force. So, he always had to use his own spit. Her legs slithered along the carpet again, parting her jiggly laps further.
He stood before her, dick hard as a bone.
Looking up to him, she said;
"Promise me one thing,"
"Anything,"
"Don't pull out. Come inside me."
His eyes burned with so much gratitude, he looked like he had been handed the keys to the city! Angel nearly laughed out loud as she laid back in bed. She eyed his four inched organ. This boy won't last five minutes.
"Put it in Wood. . ."
Holding his cock, and with both his eyes bulging, he crawled into bed.
"Put it in," she echoed sweetly- spreading her fat laps; "Do it,"
His balls dangled freely as he angled the tip to her fat pussy. He groaned fiercely- leaning on top of her.. Her wetness swallowed his cock immediately- and Wood howled like a night wolf.
In his round black eyes, strobes of light flickered in unison. The tension in his entire body rippled across the sheets. In tiny formations, fresh goosebumps broke out across his skin.
"Uhh-Huhhh. . .deeper Woody. . ." she commanded; "Go deeper. . ."
Her soft hands ran across his back- settling on his waist- pulling him in. Wood shivered like a newborn chick left in the cold. All the muscles on his back stiffened- almost as though his entire body was one gigantic cock. Tightening his face into a more 'manly' snarl, he heaved his naked body.
"Yes-s-s-s-" she moaned pretentiously; "Harder Woody, HARDE-"
Her voice broke off into a ridiculously pretentiousmoan;
uhhh-huhhh. . .
Like lightning, the sensual tease of her moans shot through his brain. Immediately, under the pink canopy, he clenched his teeth. Beads of sweat broke out as he clamped his butt- heaving deeper;
"Ya' like that?" he grunted- spraying a trickle of spit; "Ya' feel that baby?"
Angel rolled her eyes- Is he serious right now? Digging in? as if he has any inches left.
But of course, she didn't say that. Instead, with her long manicured nails, she drifted her fingers along the length of his back. Wood's jaws locked- grinding shut with a strong grimace. He thrust his hips backwards, sliding out of her wetness- feeling the slow burn through his veins.
Really, she wasn't that tight.
But her pussy was flooded. And for Wood, that was paradise.
Surrounding the Antique bed, standing in upright vases, were burning sticks of perfumed incense. Thin wisps of smoke ascended from the glowing lit ends- dispersing in clouds, till they melted into the background.
Grunting like a pig, Wood swallowed- inhaling rich gusts of the perfumed incense.
UHHH-HUHHH. . .
The succubus moaned under him;
"Make. . .Love . . .To. . .Me. . ." she rasped; "W-o-o-o-odyyy. . ."
Bright sparks exploded in his head. His elbows buckled. His small cock bulged like never before. He began to fuck her frantically. The cheeks of his butt clenched and unclenched. Her fat laps widened and widened across the pink duvet. freew(e)bnovel
"Shit," he cursed; "You're so sweet Angel. . .you're so sweet. . .I could worship your pussy. . .shit. . ."
