"Mmmmh!" Moaning on Naomi's cunt, Melissa's thoughts were blown away everytime the broker slapped her ass. Immense pleasure flooding her mind with a lusty haze, as her vision got blurry as her orgasm quickly built up. The sexy milf shuddered, lapping up the younger woman's nectar like a thirsty dog. Savoring the taste, as she felt the broker's cock press against her drenched cunt. "Mmmh." Melissa pushes her hips backway, as her velvety tongue flicks Naomi's clit.
With the distance between them, Alicia stares, a little uncomfortable, but still feeling the warmth of where her body was touched lingering. “Um..thank you for stopping.” What was she supposed to say in this situation? “You didn’t hurt me or anything. It felt kind of nice. I like you, but this went too far.” Alicia wondered how this had turned into her approaching Imali instead placing her hands on the dark skinned girl, delivering a motherly comforting hug that didn’t help keep those milf mammaries getting dangerously close again. “If it helps, there’s nothing wrong with lesbianism.” Where was this coming from? While it was true, Alicia wondered why she felt the need to say it. “In fact even in the days when homosexuality was illegal, the church encouraged that the wives of men “should see to each other’s needs.” This was all true( No, really. Google it.), but why did she need to make the point? “If your happy with yourself that’s what matters...but this just became a little much. Not even my husband ever got to touch me there.” Indicating just how morally uptight the Templar’s were, it was strange that Alicia continued to hug the dark skinned girl, Imali able to feel the curvy milfs body touch, still soft, but now heated from the touch.
The broker thrusts forwards to meet her, beginning to pound her cunt with his well beyond average cock, as Naomi moans out lewdly. "Good girl, good little slut." Even as he grips her hips and pounds her, the broker still finds time to leave another delightfully painful spank on her ass.
Imalia accepts the hug awkwardly and listens to the explanation. "Err, thanks, I guess..." She doesn't seem to need Alicia's approval, but takes it in the spirit in which it was given. "Your husband never... So you've never..." She looks sad. "I'm sorry. You're beautiful, and really nice. You deserve to feel pleasure from sex."
@moonblack James thanked Celine and Seres for the ride and wished them a pleasant evening. Leaving the car behind, the young man headed to the shelter's front entrance.
Rebecca didn't stay for long, putting away her tray and thanking the person standing at the counter for the fine meal. With nothing else to occupy her, she returned to her room and found that someone had placed a file on the bed. Leaving it for the moment, she began to undress returning her clothes to its natural inkiness. She watched it crawl away, directing it toward the nightstand to rest next to the digital clock telling her that it was late. It wasn't much in the room. She still hadn't unpacked and had a pair of small boxes with some spare clothes and mementos of her former life. Mostly pictures. Tomorrow maybe, and only reached in to take the one she had at the top. A much younger version of herself holding a small, pink piglet. The first birth she had helped out in. A bit silly, and the pig looked uncomfortable hanging there. Returning to the folder as she slid underneath the covers, she saw it was details of her mission. An overview of it, with not as many details as she could've hoped. But she knew where to start tomorrow to find the missing feline. She fell asleep as soon as she was done. The moon still shone brightly through the window when she woke up, her body covered in sweet and burning with heat. Rebecca moaned, not bothering with anything else as she guided her hands down toward her wet crotch. Her fingers easily slipped into the drenched passage of her pussy, as another played with her engorged clit peeking out of its hood. Gasping for air, her body contorted with pleasure as she reached deeper, and deeper inside with her pistoning fingers. "Ohh, yes!" Silencing herself with her fingers and humming as she wrapped her tongue around them and sucked before returning them to her cunt. Feverish, her vision flashed with images of Were-creatures. They were cavorting under a blood-red moon around a fire that threw long, unnatural shadows. She saw herself joining them but was rebuffed by the rutting animal she propositioned. Groaning with unfilled need, she opened her eyes and with the covers thrown away by her kicking legs, saw the human skin covering her. A quiver passed through her as fur started to cover her body, reshaping itself into a suitable lover for the humanoid beast. Asking again, the Were was more than pleased, roaming its claw across her body until firmly gripping her thighs and letting its long tongue probe her depths. It felt as real as her fingers, even down to the scents of the forest. Quivers ran through her spine with an ever greater frequency and intensity. Slipping out her fingers, she focused entirely on her clit. Her hips thrust out and back arched as she came and squirted on the sheet. Exhausted, her animalistic transformation receded. Vespa wasn't certain if she was doing it herself, or the magic acting on its own. Her stomach filled with demonic essence still churned pleasantly as she again fell asleep. Last night's events were haze as she woke, even as her body remembered everyhting. She touched the Shapeshifter's hide with a finger, feeling it envelop her. Remembering her conversation earlier with James (@unisol_gr44), about cosplaying and cat women, a mischievous smile crept up her face as she brought out her phone snapping a picture of her outfit before returning it to something sensible. Her eyes were still red in the picture, almost appearing brighter than before, but could easily be a trick of the light. 'Catwoman done. Didn't even have to change shape. Easy.' She also texted him. She had her mission now, finding the Director's missing cat.
"Mmmh... aaaahnn!" Melissa's moans grew sweeter as the broker penetrated her, her mature pussy clinging tightly on his well endowed shaft. And her drenched inner walls allows him to move as fast, and as hard as he wanted. While she lapped up Naomi's cunt, the sexy milf's hand moves to penetrate the young girl's cunt. But, with the broker's sudden slap. "Mmmmhhi!" Melissa shuddered, squirting once more from the intense stimulation. The broker could feel her pussy clamp down on his shaft, the moment he slapped her reddened asscheeks.
As he enters, he hears the sounds of dogs barking in the back. The shelter immediately fills him with relief. The place looks clean and well maintained, and the staff look like they genuinely care about the animals.
Looking again through the folder, she sees that it lists the general last known location of the director's cat, Downtown Hollywood. It also suggests looking at seafood restaurants. She spots a picture pinned to the file, one she didn't notice before. It's backwards, the reverse side facing Rebecca, and she sees handwriting in red ink along it. I'm counting on your discretion, Miss Vespa. Turning the photo, she's a rather risque shot of the director's kitty:
The two of them continue to use her body, and Naomi soon cries out as she reaches orgasm. There's a few moments of silence, besides the sound of the broker's hips slapping against Melissa's ass, before Naomi recovers and opens the bedside table, pulling out a long piece of black plastic. The broker leans into Melissa's ear. "I've heard some rumours, recently. Rumours about a succubus draining people dry not far from here. Be a good girl, and I'll give you the details." Naomi attaches the strap on to her hips, a massive black dildo rising up intimidatingly, and ever so alluringly.
Melissa obediently slurps up the delicious nectar flowing out of the younger woman's cunt. And with the broker still fucking her cunt, the sexy milf could feel another orgasm was about to wash over her. But, as Naomi retrieves a massive strap on. Melissa's gaze was locked on the intimidating toy. That... it's too big! T-there's no way it'll fit! She screamed inside her head, yet her body was eager to take on the challenge. Especially as the broker whispered into her ear. The sexy milf nods, and without being told, she begins licking the black dildo's shaft.
Using her own juices, the broker lubricates her asshole, a finger penetrating inside her virgin hole. As her tongue rolls along the black plastic, she can't help but imagine that it's a real cock, and the thought sends her wild. As it happens, though, Naomi has no intention of using the dildo on Melissa's mouth. The broker's hands slip underneath Melissa's legs, pulling her up into the air in a full nelson position, and thrusts forwards into her asshole. As he fucks her, Naomi approaches, sandwiching the milf between the two tattooed deviants, and she thrusts her own fake phallus inside Melissa's pussy. Being fucked in both holes at the same time, held up in the air, the pleasure is beyond anything Melissa's ever experience before. (Not happy with this post, but you win some, you lose some.)
James looked pleased as he read Rebecca's text, it could explain why the director was so understanding of his requests. He replied, that he was just about to get back his cat, he'd introduce them later. James stepped into the reception of the shelter, pleasantly surprised it was a clean looking establishment. Stepping up to the counter to greet the person in front, James gave a smile 'Hello, I'm James. I'd like to adopt one of your cats, could you help me?'
A friendly looking woman smiles back. "Of course, James. I'm Sandra, pleased to meet you. Please, if you'd sign this?" After thirty minutes or so of dull administrative work, in which James supplies the woman with his fake credentials supplied to him by the Bureau, the woman searches him up, finding that his credentials are clean and that he's never been reported for animal abuse. With a smile, she takes him into the back, where the animals are held in cages. It isn't long before he sees his own cat, who recognises him, rubbing her head against the bars in an attempt to touch him. Sandra notices James' attention. "Ah, I see she likes you. She's been needing a home for a while, her adoption attempts always fall through. Hopefully she can find a good home with you, though."
(It's alright, I like it.) With the broker's finger entering her asshole, Melissa's pussy clamps down on his cock. "Hiii!" Shuddering as her orgasm was fast approaching, her dirty mind helping immensly as it filled her thoughts with more depravity. But with the broker suddenly lifting her up, causing her rolled down panties, and pantyhose to slip down further her legs. Melissa couldn't help but feel vulnerable as both her holes was left defenseless, which just caused her excitement to overflow. The sexy milf's pussy leaked like a broken faucet as her body quivered in anticipation. "Aaahn.... aaaaahhhn!!" Despite her anal virginity, the stimulation was intense, causing Melissa to throw her head back as she squirts. And before her orgasm subsided, "Hiii!" Tears flowing down her cheeks, as her eyes rolled back into her head. The moment the massive strap on entered her pussy, Melissa lost consciousness for a moment. "Aagghaaahnn! M-moooreee! Rougher! Haaaarderrrrr! F-fuck me as hard as you caaaaan!" And as it returned, the sexy milf moaned out at the top of her lungs. As both her ass, and pussy cling to the cocks inside of her.
After taking everything she needed from her, she requisitioned a transport to take her to Hollywood. Stepping out of her car near a visitor's information center, she asked the receptionist for any notable seafood restaurants. Mediterranian, Japanese Sushi, everything that could make the list based on the directions the Director had provided. Vespa's second stop was at a supermarket, finding the most expansive brand of canned tuna with some olive oil to stuff her handbag. It was meant to bribe the cat woman, but hopefully, she wouldn't to share. Maybe she had much time as a cat recently herself. Making a third at a pet store to buy a pair of collars. One meant for herself. With everything about her fairly noticeable, she skipped out on the picture and instead described her to the restaurant staff, only adding in the details about a fake pair of cat ears and tails to jog their memory. Afterwards, she checked the alleyways if there were those near for if the cat woman preferred to dumpster dive. Repeating the process as often as she had to until getting a hint, continually adding names to the list by asking for new restaurants. Vespa told James, she doing something similar. Although hers she couldn't keep in her lap, possibly the other way around, however.
James smiled, crouching down to the feline, 'Hello, there. And here I thought I'd be choosing the cat, not the other way around. She's a beauty. Does she have a name?' 'Well, if she already seems to like me and has needed a home, that makes the decision easy, doesn't it?' James smiled at Sandra. James replied back, wondering if the director had a pet tiger.
Naomi and the broker happily grant her demands, fucking her as hard as humanly possible, both cocks going deep inside her. She can't stand the pleasure for long, and soon orgasm after orgasm leaves her in a trance-like state, losing track of time as she's ravaged. Looking for a moment at a mirror mounted near the bed, Melissa sees not herself looking back, but the succubus who drained her husband, before she climaxes, a massive bolt of pleasure shooting through her body and leaving her insensate, tongue lolling from her mouth as she can do nothing but let herself be fucked. After some amount of time, how long exactly she can't tell, she lies between the broker and his niece, who lie completely exhausted, above and below her.
Her search takes hours, going from sushi place to sushi place, but eventually she hears word of a beautiful woman with fake cat ears poking up out of her hoodie. Following the words of a chef takes her to small Japanese sushi stand. The owner tells Rebecca that he saw the woman just a few minutes ago, buying some salmon sushi from him, and that she went into a nearby alley. Following along, Rebecca hears a woman scream in the alley, and a man cry out in pain. "Bitch! Just get in the fuckin', ahh!"
Melissa's cries of passion grew louder, and more lustful after every orgasm. And as she saw the succubus' reflection in the mirror, the sexy milf didn't bother to react as she drowned in the intense pleasure brought by the two cocks inside of her. "Hiiiiii!" Squealing as her expression was filled with ecstasy, Melissa finally blacked out. And as she opened her eyes again, the sexy milf shuddered. "Aahn... where..." She groaned, trying to move away, until she felt something still lodged inside of her holes. "Mmhn!" Moaning, Melissa couldn't believe her eyes. I... I just did it with two people. A strange man, and his niece. W-where they... used both my... my holes. Her thoughts made her blush, "A-are we done... now?" She asked in a meek tone, unable to move away.
