Lilith

Author's note:

This is a spinoff series of The Siren Sisters, but is more like my John and Suzan series than The bulk of the Siren Sisters.

I started this in August. August is always a difficult month for me. Many deaths of people near and dear to me. August is a runup to the equinox and rapidly vanishing daylight that reaches a nadir at the winter solstice. This year was particularly difficult as the weather added to the mood by being wet and gloomy. At this time of year my thoughts grow dark. My darker self that is normally well buried, gains strength. Feeding on the gloom. Ideas, characters and plots turn dark and less sunny than my normal self and usual writings. This year my darker self, made friends on the internet with a couple who have a story to tell but don't know how to properly translate it into a narrative. I listened to them, and Lilith was born. Lilith and her Husband William. Initially I thought about introducing them to my world of Jade and the Siren Sisters. After rejecting much material, I decided that a parallel series sharing some characters, events, and locales was the way to go. This series will reference (But not retell) events from later chapters of the Siren Sisters, particularly SS ch 10 and 11. We will start off with Alice and Ned and ease into Lilith and her cuckold husband William.

Conventions

. Italic text. Sometimes I use Italic in a quote to indicate emphasis. Whole sentences in Italic indicate someone's inner unspoken thoughts. I have tried to keep it clear through context whose thoughts they are. I hope this doesn't cause my readers any undue confusion.

Ancient Lilith was a succubus and possibly a mother of demons, Adam being her husband.

Fair warning. Fans of my previous work may find this series disturbing and possibly unreadable for more sensitive souls. Given the lack of an appropriate category for this kind of filth I have elected to keep on in non-consent or erotic couplings. Be warned it contains elements of Loving wives, cuckolding, exhibitionism, interracial, fetish and non-consent as well as adultery, prostitution, S&M and hard recreational drug use. And Anal. Plenty of anal sex. If this warning hasn't put you off, read on and let me know what you think.

In the unlikely event that my wife reads this and somehow associates me with this work.

Honey, don't leave me, please. Don't become afraid of me. This is a work of fiction loosely based on people I know.

I do not need therapy or need to be committed to a mantal hospital, this is my catharsis and my way of exorcising demons from a dark corner of my soul.

Lilith, Ch.1

Alice and Ned.

Alice and Ned were long-term friends and neighbors of Becky and Rex. The couple had been trying for kids for years but failing sought professional help. They then received a near death blow to their relationship. They had found out a year ago that Alice couldn't conceive, some rare genetic thing, hostile some shit or other. The doctors explained it all, but the medical garble went over both their heads. It wasn't that they were not smart enough or educated enough to understand, the finality of the news hit them like a sledgehammer, stunning them both. Alice took it the worst since it was all her fault, her sister's both had kids, and she adored five nieces and two nephews. She was defective and barren.

It was just that when she saw other happy families, she felt cheated, robbed, inadequate, useless. Barren. She fell into a deep depression for months. She and Ned barely touched each other,

I mean, what's the point

. She was a failure as a woman, as a human being. On the one hand she intellectualized that a woman's, a wife's, worth was more than her ability to breed and provide her husband with offspring. A woman's right to self-determination, independence and self-worth were concepts that went against her breeder background. A woman remained chaste until she married and then produced children for her husband and only her one husband. The light and meaning of her life. Never mind that a woman's ability to build an entire human in her body from just a couple of tiny cells was an amazing and miraculous feat. Alice wasn't able to accomplish that miracle, so why go on living? She was a drain on society, a drain on Ned, a body without a purpose, she had nothing to contribute.

Maybe she should give Ned a divorce or end it all. She thought about the least painful way to do it. Would she burn in hell for all eternity as the church says suicides must? Ned owned several guns. She could stick one in her mouth, but that was too messy. And she was a coward. Perhaps poison? She bought a book on mushroom hunting and while she found some delicious mushrooms to enhance their home dining, she never found anything quick enough and deadly enough to do the job. That left death by misadventure, possibly an auto accident. She spent a month speeding everywhere she went and while it was exhilarating the speed camera tickets in the mail were becoming a burden. She carried Ned's smallest pistol in her purse hoping to be present at a mass shooting, praying to go down defending some mother and her precious children, but nothing came of it.

Then Becky, one of her neighbors and friends, who had already been blessed with 2 wonderful children, unknowingly sent her a message. A sign. Becky and Rex were done having children but not done with enjoying sex. Becky had gone away with her sister -in-law on a cruise where she fucked her way through the entire week. When she got home she started satisfying her new urges by seducing her husband and stripping for him and screwing him in front of their patio windows with the drapes fully open. The message sent was sex could be wonderful and fun even if a woman wasn't going to make a baby.

At first Alice was angry at her neighbor for her extra good fortune. Envy and jealousy consumed her for a while. But then,

Becky has always been kind to me, we never told anyone about our issue and unlike others, Becky never asked why we didn't have children

. 'Yes, we do want them but it's not the right time.' They would explain if pressed.

Maybe Becky could see it in my eyes. Maybe she knew without being told. Right. I have no reason to look down on her or let jealousy ruin a good friendship

. Alice started to pay close attention. Becky's enthusiasm was infectious.

Maybe I do have something to give Ned. Maybe I can still take joy in life.

She was so tired of feeling sad that this realization was like a cool soaking rain after months of heat and drought. Her outlook on life did a 180-degree turn.

Becky and Rex had started leaving the drapes open on their floor to ceiling front patio windows and put on almost nightly sex shows for their voyeur neighbors. After every 'show' Alice eagerly gobbled Ned's cock and cum like some starving hooker, nymphomaniac, or porn star. She wanted more, much more, but a man Ned's age, he was 10 years her senior, could only perform 3 times a day at best. Having deprived herself of pleasure for so long, she became obsessed with orgasms and giving pleasure. She was allowing herself to become a sex addict, taking Ned's cum to swallow often made her orgasm, especially if she gagged a little. And the fucking after all the months of self-doubt and mental anguish made her life bearable, even better than before they knew the Truth. Her new purpose became orgasms, her orgasms, Ned's orgasms, even watching Becky and Rex orgasm made her happy. She was now multiorgasmic and on a hair trigger. She tried everything she could think of to milk Ned another time each day. She diddled constantly, feeding her libido, teasing herself. Ned never knew what hit him. He reasoned,

Best not to ask, just sit back and enjoy your good luck.

Ned never told her he had been thinking about ending their marriage, to look for a 'real' woman, one who could turn his precious seed into a carbon copy of himself. No reason to allow that plan to keep him from enjoying Alice's newfound kink. Ned had an abundance of male vanity.

After the lap dances with Becky and Char at Becky's house, Ned was very fired up. When they walked in their door, he was ready for Alice to pants him and give him the BJ that Char had denied him. "Swallow that up, Babes. It's good for you. God, I love you." Alice's heart soared. She hadn't heard that, since before the doctor's office.

"Ned, I will do this for you every day for the rest of our lives. I will always give you my pussy and my mouth, anywhere, any time. Just ask me. My only desire is to learn to become your three-hole slut and satisfy you." Ned led her to the couch, removed her jeans and ate her out with an enthusiasm that startled and excited her. After her orgasm he mounted her and took her to a second orgasm before filling her with his cream. The next couple days flew by as they watched porn together and enjoyed the Becky and Rex shows whenever possible. Alice noticed that a bald shaved pussy turned her husband on, so she first trimmed and then had a shave party with Ned one evening. Having a smooth bare coochie was a revelation to her. Everything was more sensitive and cool down there. And it was what all the sluts on the porn videos did so being shaved made her feel sexy. It was obvious her husband liked her shaved. She enjoyed it but never mentioned it or any of her other activities to her 'square' friends. Her breeder family thought sex was for procreation,

never

just for fun.

Things had been going very well, and then she went to brunch with 'the girls' and her life took another turn. She had decided she wanted more, much more, and took the final step transforming her married barren pussy into a whore's cunt. While at brunch at the Hyatt, before Becky's sister's wedding, She met a handsome guy and fucked him bareback in his room, for $400. Her first time fucking for money. Her cunt couldn't spit out babies but instead could print money. Ned's reaction when she got home with her cunt full of another man's cum and a fist full of cash, wasn't what she had expected but it did please her. Ned was excited and turned on by her filthy drooling gash.

Her first whore encounter had been a wonderful hour with an amazingly skilled, generous, kind and handsome client who was in fact a unicorn. She would be chasing that experience for a long time. Ned's dad bod and skills didn't compare to 'John' but as Bree, her first John hadn't prepared her for the stream of fat wealthy clients, with questionable hygiene, that she would have to suck and fuck. She waded through so many trolls to repeat her first glorious experience, it was daunting, yet she persevered. She fought her way past more fat hairy bellies only to reach smelly underinflated cocks than she cared to remember. Not all of them were repulsive, but some were misogynists on top of their poor condition and lack of manners. She jilled off dreaming of pleasuring thick hard veiny bastards.

A couple of days after her first extracurricular adventure, Ned looked like he had something on his mind. Alice asked, "Honey? Good news or bad news?"

Is he going to change his mind about me whoring?

"Good, I hope. I have been doing research. There is a very well rated sex shop in a burb just south of town. They have all kinds of sex toys, clothing, and video booths. Plus, it's unlikely that we will run into anyone we know down there. What do you think? Field trip?"

"Can we go now?"

Ned held out his hand. "Milady, your carriage awaits."

Ned told her about what he had learned. "This place even has glory holes."

"What's a 'Glory Hole'?" Alice asked. "I don't know as much about this as you do. Tell me how you know about such things."

"When things got bad, I had plenty of time on my hands. I watched porn, searched the internet. I was searching for something to make me happy again. Maybe it could make you happy too. Then New Becky showed up and the change in you was amazing. A glory hole is a hole in the video booth wall into the next cube over. A man watches porn and sticks his cock through the hole for a blow job or maybe a fuck. I hear it is tricky finding a cube with a woman on the other side. I read this place has a good mix of men, women and couples. Would you suck my cock like that?"

"Is that what you want me to do? Be a dirty, filthy slut? Isn't becoming a whore enough?"

Ned diplomatically kept his thoughts of '

But you are barren. You should do this for me. Your only purpose now is to please your husband and do anything I command.'

to himself and answered a simple, "Yes! Babes, be my filthy slut. I love that you are a whore, I want you to be a whore for me in public, not just here at home or when you are making us money."

Alice giggled, "Whatever you want." Leaving out the hurtful 'Daddy' that she would have used before they knew the horrible truth. Traffic was light at this time of the evening. They pulled into an almost full and well-lit parking lot. There was a massage parlor at the other end of the strip mall with a red neon 'open' sign. A couple of women hung out in the few pools of shadow at the edges of the lot. Probably waiting for possible clients either exiting the shop or visiting the parlor. "Those girls look nice. I wonder where they shop for their outfits." Alice commented.

Chuckling Ned answered, "I like the orange dress on the Asian one." Ned reached into his back pocket for his flask and handed it to Alice, "A little liquid courage, babes?"

Alice was nervous and took a long pull, the strong liquid warmed by her husband's ass made her cough, but she managed to swallow it down. Orange dress wandered over to their car cautiously. "Looking for a date honey? I do couples." She smiled at Alice.

Ned grinned at her, "Sorry, we are just here for some sex toys and lingerie." Alice handed him back the flask and nodded to orange dress. "A little Kentucky bourbon?"

Ned handed it out the window to her. She accepted, "My name is Olivia. If you are looking for more when you are done in the shop, I am good at being a sex toy, I should be around for a while." Olivia was tall for an Asian and thin, she had a good body and sweet face and voice. Her tits looked huge on the lovely Asian women's thin frame. She was dressed and made up as a street walker but didn't look too rough or used up. Her short orange hooker dress barely covering her bare asscheeks. She lifted the thigh high hem to give them a look at what she had to offer. Alice had seen other naked women in the locker room at school, but this bold display right out in public caused her pussy to tingle. Accepting the flask with a seductive grin, Olivia took a pull and handed it back to Ned dragging her fingertips over his hand. Alice saw this and felt another tingle in her twat. "Good stuff. Better than what I usually get." Alice took back the flask from Ned and took another big pull, then closed it and handed it back to him.

"Babes, I'm ready. Let's go in. Maybe see you later Olivia."

The store was bigger than it looked from the outside. Racks of clothing and lingerie, there was even a full selection of Olivia's orange dress. Alice grabbed one in what she thought was her size. Next, she picked up a lovely white dress. It had a deep scoop neck and tied behind the neck, it would barely cover having a low open back all the way down to her tailbone. It came higher than mid-thigh and had slits up both sides to her hips so panties would show if she was wearing any, and she would only be covered front and back by a hanging flap of thin loose fabric. It was a soft polyester and cotton blend that made it hang and caress the wearer. Very revealing, very sexy. Just barely street legal.

Alice caught her breath and holding the dress up in front of her said, "Ned, you

have

to buy me this!"

Ned nodded enthusiastically. They then moved on to a wall of dildos, vibrators, collars and various restraints, even whips, handcuffs, and nipple clamps. Alice was fascinated. She had to touch everything. Their carry basket was rapidly filling up.

At checkout Alice asked the middle-aged clerk, "Where can I try the dresses on?"

He succinctly pointed to a sign 'Absolutely no returns or exchanges.' "No try ons."

Alice frowned, "How can I know if they will fit?" The clerk looked at her and then the dresses. "You are about the same size as Olivia, she usually goes a size smaller. Says tighter shows off the goods better." Alice swapped sizes.

Ned added $10 in video booth tokens and paid with cash. They walked down the hall to the end of the row of booths. Back here you could hear the soundtracks of women getting fucked and loving it, having orgasms. The perfect environment to feed the male ego, leading them to believe that they could be pornstars. The message was that women wanted them to exhibit their sexual prowess and give them orgasm after orgasm. Woman wanted

cock

, any cock and would take on any of them. The last booth was occupied so Ned opened the one next to it for his wife and gave her half the tokens.

Alice entered the tiny cubicle and asked him to wait in the booth next to hers. Liquid courage had done its part, Alice pumped in the tokens and completely stripped out of her clothes, dropping everything in the bag including her underwear. She then slipped into the white dress. It barely fit, allowing her excited nipples to display themselves prominently through the supple white material. She ran her hands down her body, tugging the dress down and smoothing it, wishing that Ned was there to see her. She folded down the small bench seat bolted to the wall and sat down. While she had changed, she noticed that each wall of the booth had a hole in it at crotch height. She could hear some sounds coming from the adjacent booths and shadows passing over the holes. She whispered to Ned, "What channel are you watching?"

"Seven."

'Seven' was a large room with some men selecting pussies from women's torsos sticking out of the walls. The women's hips rested on padded shelves that put them at cock height for the men. One woman was belly and legs down and was getting fucked dog style by a guy. The other woman was on her back. Legs up in a 'V', ankles strapped to the wall. She was getting railed on by a guy with a long tool. Because of a flexible curtain across the women's waists the men couldn't see the women's faces and the women couldn't see who was fucking them. Occasionally the camera view shifted to inside the women's enclosures showing pretty young women obviously enjoying the fucking. The anonymity and raw biology of it all caused Alice to moan. Nothing romantic about this scene, just pure lust. Bare cocks pistoning in and out of sleeves and filling them with thick white goo. She had never seen that much cum dripping out of another woman's pussy before. Not in any porn, not even in her mentor slut Becky.

She saw that Ned had stuck his dick through the hole. She bent down keeping her knees and dress off the sticky floor and started sucking what she assumed was her husband's cock. It looked and tasted like him but in her fantasy, it was a stranger. The sounds of passion from the videos made her want more so she turned around, pulling the back flap of her dress to the side she backed onto the nice hard dick. She thought it was her husband but in the dim bluish light from the screen, she couldn't be certain, so she imagined it could be a guy she didn't know fucking her in this dirty little cubicle. Ned or not, he had no choice. She was captive to her passions. As she bent low to service the cock her face was near the other hole and she heard a man say, "Suck on this, slut." And another cock poked her in the face. It was long, black, and thick. It smelled masculine and had a nice slightly salty tasting drop of precum on the end. No mistaking this BBC for her husband, she felt like a leaf floating down a swift torrent or a helpless butterfly in the wind. She knew it was wrong but sucked the strange cock while she fucked the cock behind her, having her first orgasm being spit roasted like the pig she was.

I am certain this Black tool is not my husband, but it feels so good in my mouth. I am such a slut. All I am good for is giving men pleasure like the women in the video. No choice. The least I can do is enjoy it.

She climaxed silently and twitched with pleasure

. I should be moaning so the guys know they are doing a good job.