Deamology: Salvation

“I...I never,” the angel breathed. I looked over my shoulder at her and saw that she was beat red, her wings straining against her shirt. I grinned as Lyn took my shaft in her mouth. Emily looked at me and gulped. 

“I...I should go,” She said, “My jo...job is done.” 

Lyn let my cock slide out of her mouth and grinned at the angel, “Come on...why not join the fun?”

Emily looked away, blushing harder. I saw that her nipples were hard against her shirt. Lyn stood and whispered in my ear, her breath hot and her lips wet, “Wanna...have some fun with her?” 

I turned to Lyn and grabbed her around the waist, pulling her close. 

“I love it when you are dirty,” I murmured as Lyn slid her hands under my shirt and over my chest. 

We both turned to Emily, who took a step back as she saw us look at her. She turned around, ready to head for the door. I pulled my shirt off as I walked to the right side of Emily, Lyn moving to her left. Emily reached for the door knob, but Lyn put her hand over the knob, stopping her. Emily looked at me, then at Lyn. 

“Come on,” I said, grinning, “You said you have love enough for two?” 

“Love...love is not the...physical action. It's the-”

“Come on...if a daemon can learn to love, than can't a angel at least stoop down to a quick fuck?” 

“Well, I-” Emily stammered as I slipped my hand under her shirt, reaching up to her breast. Lyn reached down, sliding her hand under Emily's waist band. “...Ohhhhhhh.”

I squeezed, gently, on her tit, taking her nipple between my fingers and twisting. Lyn's hand slipped over Emily's thighs and above her crotch. Emily pressed her forehead against the door, her eyes closed as she chewed on her lips. Her shirt tore slightly, her wings straining hard against the shirt. 

I moved my hand to her other breast as Lyn slipped her fingers into Emily's slit. Lyn slid her fingers out of Emily's pants and I saw glowing liquid on her fingers. Lyn licked it off her fingers and shivered, her tail lashing.

“Oh wow, this tastes...good,” Lyn said, taking hold of Emily's shoulders and spinning the angel to face her. 

“I want to...” Lyn leaned in and whispered into Emily's ears. 

“Oh, no, no...no!” Emily said, “I...I can't, I'm an angel. You're a girl, a daemon-”

“Angelica didn't have as many reservations,” Lyn murmured. I stated to pull Emily's shirt off. Emily picked her arms up obediently and her wings unfolded with a snap. 

“Your wings are lovely,” I said, running my fingers through them. Emily blushed even harder, if that were possible. Lyn kneeled and started to unzip Emily's jeans. Emily looked down, opening her mouth to protest. But before she could, Lyn began to eat her out. 

Emily groaned, spreading her crotch, running her fingers through Lyn's hair and pressing her back against the door. She began to grind her self against Lyn's face, her free hand squeezing her tits. I put my hand on Emily's cheek and turned her head to me, kissing her. Emily kissed me back, electricity running between us as our tongues met. 

Emily broke the kiss, turning her head away and moaning out loud as Lyn ate her out. Emily pushed Lyn's head away, gasping for air. 

“P...Please...no...no more. No more. I can't...can't,” Emily sighed, her wings folding behind her. Lyn stood, wiping glowing cum off her mouth. 

“Poor angel,” Lyn murmured, brushing her fingers over Emily's cheek, smiling slightly, “That was really new to you?” 

“angels...I...I want you,” Emily said, grabbing Lyn around the neck and pulling her in for a kiss. Lyn's tail wrapped around Emily's leg and she grabbed Emily around the ass, pulling her closer to her. I began to jerk off, not wanting to interfere. 

Emily broke the kiss, her lip dragging on Lyn's teeth. 

“Do yo...you always bite?” Emily asked. 

“Yes,” Lyn said huskily, pressing her nose against Emily's. 

“Good,” Emily muttered, her wings wrapping around Lyn as she kissed her. I heard Emily's groan as she pushed Lyn backwards into my bed. Lyn squealed like a cat as Emily kissed her way down her neck, stopping at her breasts. Her wings flapped slightly as her tongue lapped at Lyn's nipples. 

“Fuck, I'm not staying out of this,” I muttered, walking behind Emily. Emily's ass was pushed up in the air as she licked, nibbled and kissed Lyn's tits. I spread her buttocks and thrust inside of her, groaning. I almost came then and there, Emily's ass tightening around my cock, almost an electrical shock running up my penis and into my stomach. 

Emily looked over her shoulder, her eyes wide. 

Then she grinned and moaned, “Fuck me.” 

I obliged, thrusting deeper into her. I slid out half way and then thrust back in. Emily moaned with each thrust, her hands gripping the bedside and squeezing. Lyn slid herself out from under Emily, offering the angel her crotch. Emily bent her head down and started to lick at Lyn. She was inexperienced, but Lyn still sighed contentedly, her tail tapping against the bed. 

I squeezed my eyes shut as my balls contracted. Cum spurted into Emily's ass and I felt a pleasure beyond all imagining course through me. A faint blue glow filled the room as I slid out of Emily, sighing. Emily sat back on her haunches, her face wet with Lyn's juices. I placed my hand on her cheek and turned her head so I could run my tongue over her chin. Lyn tasted good, even second hand. 

Emily turned to face me full on and kissed me, her lips soft...so soft. Lyn sat up, spreading Emily's ass hole and kissing it. She licked her way up Emily's crack causing the angel to shiver with delight. I felt myself rise again, breaking the kiss. 

“I...I don't know what ta think,” Emily said, “I...I love this so much. But...I...I'm an angel.” 

“And?” Lyn asked, reaching under Emily's wings and gently juggling with her tits.

“angels...aren't supposed to...feel like this.” 

“Deamons aren't supposed to love.” Lyn squeezed Emily's nipples. 

“And what a...about you?” Emily asked, looking at me. 

“I just have a thing for supernatural women. Now, Lyn, do you want the ass? I want to fuck this dirty little angel in her dirty little cunt.” As I spoke I slipped my trigger finger into Emily's crotch. Emily squirmed as Lyn stood, walking into the bathroom. 

“W...What is she doing?” Emily asked.

“Get on your hands and knees,” I said, “We're going to DP you.” 

“DP?” Emily asked, “Is it anything like what you did with your...cock and my arse? Cause...I loved it.” At the word loved, Emily's eyes blazed blue. I noticed her skin was also stating to glow brighter, as if a blue fire had been light under her skin. As Emily spoke she got into the position I asked of her. I slid under her and grinned at her. Emily flapped her wings slightly and kissed me. 

Suddenly her back arched. I hadn't heard Lyn walk back in, nor did I see her thrust her strap on deep...deep into Emily's already cum and spit soaked ass. I reached down and spread Emily's pussy. Before Emily could ask me what I was doing, I thrust up and impaled her. 

Emily screamed, long and slowly, her hands clenching on the bed. 

“OH GOD!” She moaned, “AUUUUUUUUUUUUGH!” 

I thrust. Lyn thrust. Emily moaned. We got into the rhythm easily. I placed my hands on Emily's sides, holding her as her tits swayed above me. Her wings folded down as Lyn leaned forward, her arms placed over Emily's, her hands over Emily's. Lyn's tits pressed into the area where Emily's wings sprouted from her back and I saw Lyn's tail loop around Emily's waist, squeezing. 

“I...I can't take it.” Emily's back arched and she threw her head back. Her jaw opened and a moan of pure, simple pleasure burst out of her. I came and Lyn came, her hands squeezing on Emily's hands. 

We panted, staying in that position for a moment. I slid out of Emily with a slurp, even as Lyn pulled out of her ass. Emily collapsed to the side, her wing slipping under my back. Lyn fell to the other side, her tail sliding over my stomach. Emily put her hand on my chest and Lyn put her other hand on my chest. 

I slid my arm behind Lyn, then my other behind Emily and I pulled the two of them close to me. Emily fell asleep, burying her head against my neck. Lyn, however, nipped at my neck and whispered, “I think I can get used to this.” 

“Lyn...do you want to move into an apartment with me?” 

“Huh,” Lyn giggled, “I thought you were going to propose.” 

“Maybe later,” I said, “But first...I want to move out of the dorms. You know...I'm shocked no one heard us.” 

The door cracked open and I saw Liz standing there. Her hand was still buried in her crotch, her face beat red.

“I...wish...I...had...a...fucking...camera,” she breathed. 

The END! 

Authors Note: Well I hope you liked reading the story as much as I did liking it. If your wondering, “WHY THE FUCKING GOD DID YOU TAKE SO FUCKING LONG TO MAKE THE NEW FUCKING STORY,” then it means that I did my job and made you want to read the next part! It also means: I'm working on my 'real' writing. For see, this here erotic fiction is just stuff I'm writing on the side. Most of my efforts are focused on my 'real' stories and trying to get those published. 

But I still like titillating you sick sick people. So I'll keep writing these stories on the side, using my sick sick imagination to create sick sick situations. Usually involving cat-girls, daemons, angles, aliens and some kind of double penetration...