Adara's Awakening
Chapter 1
The night was clear and bright; a palpable magical effervescence suffused the air. The full moon hung low in the night sky, shining through the large bay window into her bedroom. The moonlight glimmered enticingly, causing the diamonds in her wedding rings to glitter throwing multicolored sparkles throughout the room. Similarly, it reflected off her navel ring consisting of amethyst, ruby, and sapphire gems surrounded by small diamond chips.
An elegant black pearl and black diamond pendant nestled between her large succulent breasts glimmered as well. However, the pendant sparkled with an unnatural presence. It was as if an inner fire ignited within its core, powered by her spirit in addition to the glimmering moonlight. It only moved with her panting breaths as if glued in place. A light sheen of perspiration clung to her naked body as if she just stepped from the shower. Her long crimson red hair splayed around her shoulders and matted to her skin.
Hers was an unnatural beauty, unearthly, haunting, forbidding, yet so utterly alluring that any man or woman would throw themselves at her feet in supplication. Her large full breasts defied gravity, yet were one-hundred percent natural, capped by thick fleshy nipples that stood on end. A white gold ring finished with a black diamond bead adorned both nipples. The flesh of her areola pulled tightly together giving even more girth to her light brown nipples, which grew slightly lighter near the tips.
The rest of her body was just as succulent, not overly muscular, not fat, just a perfect symbiosis of the two without a hint of cellulite. Her thin waist and wide hips gave way to a perfectly formed bubble butt. Her thighs flowed gracefully and symmetrically from her buttocks down to her knees, calves, and feet.
To an outside observer, her motions were near comical. It looked as though she held a person's head tightly to her chest. Her breasts moved as though a mouth teased and sucked at her nipples, pulling on her nipple rings. Her moans, unheard by the passive observer, verily echoed in the room. Her legs spread wide as if a hand played with her sex forcing orgasm after orgasm from her dripping loins. Her azure eyes were wide-open and shining as she pushed the invisible head down to her convulsing sex.
There she held the entity's face and head, moaning erotically and screaming out her multiple orgasms. Her orgasms wet and gushing passed through the entity that pleased her. So strong were her orgasms that they nearly struck the wall and door at the other end of the room. That was just the beginning, the foreplay readying her previously neglected sex for the ravaging to come.
For more than six hours, the entity used her body with her abject acquiescence and willful submission. No orifice left untouched or unsullied by the entities copious ejaculate. Though the entity was invisible to the naked eye, its seed clung to her body and dripped from her every orifice.
Her husband lay oblivious next to her throughout the night as she gave herself completely to the dark entity that plundered her holes. Caught somewhere between a fugue state and dream state he watched it happen. Her vagina, her anus, and her mouth stretched impossibly by its tremendous girth. As if frozen he lay there as she hovered, knelt, and leaned over his body. Her panting breath, her cum, the entities cum, bathed his body, his small penis stayed impossibly hard the entire time.
*****
I sat alone again. Every party I attend with my husband, Peter, it seems he leaves me to my own devices. They are so dull in most cases that the night drags by interminably. Tonight was no different until near the end when something wholly unexpected happened.
I already knew what he was doing without needing visual confirmation. My husband is fucking some slut. The same as he does at every party we attend. I have never been able to catch him in the act. The scent of another woman's perfume and pussy provide the only hints of his infidelity.
"Do you want the truth?" a sensual sultry voice whispered in my ear. Her full lips brushed me as she spoke.
"What?" I said, my surprise evident in my tone.
"I asked if you wanted the truth. Do you want to know?" she asked again. Her breath was hot on my face, tickling my neck and ear.
The ballroom seemed as though frozen in time. Only barely perceptible movements of the other guests registered as I gawked. The woman was impossibly beautiful, exuding sexuality. Her garments only added to her mystery. She was dressed in a diaphanous lavender evening gown that clung seductively to her voluptuous body. The gown did nothing to hide her physical charms. Surrounded by people, yet it seemed as though she and I were the only ones present in the room.
"Who are you?" I asked breathlessly, my arousal evident.
"My name is Lilith. Come with me, Adara," she breathed seductively in my ear
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'How does she know my name,'
I mused silently, following without word or hesitation.
Her hand was electric as she guided me through the throng of people. None of them registered our passage. My nipples hardened and my pussy soaked my panties at her erotic caress. Her natural scent and pheromones stripped away my inhibitions and infused me with an overpowering salacious passion and a prurient eagerness.
In my own eyes, I was nothing to look at. Almost 40 years old, 20lbs overweight, breasts that sagged due to birthing two children, and a little more belly, ass, and thigh fat than I would have liked. As we maneuvered through the crowd I saw my reflection in the mirror. I was hot, unbelievably hot, with beautiful firm breasts, a thin waist, and wide voluptuous hips.
A distinct and undeniable sensuality hovered about me as the dress clung to my body. Inside the dress, my body moved with a carnal and lewd tremor. It was a body made for sin. Sex, seduction, and temptation inundated my thoughts, emanating from my pores.
"Say the word, and that is you," she promised.
I was awestruck; I hadn't looked like this in nearly 20 years. Not since my second child was born. Yet now I was even more voluptuous and lasciviously sexual in my revitalized appearance.
