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.
I had my first baby at 20, the second at 21. My children, both boys, were grown and attending college. Therefore, it was just Peter and I living as empty nesters. That only meant that I was even more alone than I was before. My husband hadn't fucked me in years. My only sexual outlet was a vibrator or dildo and my imagination or porn. I have never cheated on my husband. Tonight I knew that would change.
"Please," I begged, my pussy hot and sloshing in my panties.
"On these conditions," she replied. "First - you will watch your husband fuck another woman. Second - you will fuck that man standing at the bar. Third - you give yourself to me for the rest of this night. I promise you will not regret it. The final condition you will know when the time comes."
"I want that beautiful man to fuck me while I watch my cheating husband. I want my husband to see me getting fucked without conscious comprehension, until later," I said maliciously in answer to her demands. My pussy began to convulse and drip in anticipation.
"Done," she declared.
We walked down the hall to a room at the end. The man she pointed out followed, his eyes blank, bemused, yet full of lust. She opened the door to the room, but it seemed as though Peter and his whore could not see us. I knew that they could, yet the scene barely registered until the time was ripe for remembrance. Her hand reached behind me, tugging down the zipper to my dress then dropping it in a pool at my feet along with my panties and bra.
Her hand began caressing me in my most intimate places concentrating on my tight little asshole, loosening, and preparing it. It was the one place my husband had never been. Her other hand played diligently with my clit and vagina as she teased me to heighten my arousal.
She kissed me, my first kiss with another woman. All of the sudden, the unnamed man's hands and fingers replaced hers. Distinctly different from hers, yet just as erotic, his rough fingers plundered my holes. I turned to him, kissed him, and began stripping him out of his clothes. I nibbled at his nipples as I worked my way slowly down his muscled torso to his large throbbing cock.
"Oh my god, you have such a big juicy cock," I moaned. "I used to wish my husband had a cock like this, but this is sooo much better. A big sexy cock for me to suck and fuck, while my cheating husband watches," I continued, moaning again, as I took the head into my mouth.
Lilith glided behind my husband as he fucked his bimbo, whispering, her magic surrounding them in a dark red, almost black-colored nimbus. The woman seemed desperate, her excitement peaking, her orgasm denied, before Lilith whispered into his ear.
"Cum," she ordered him, as she slid a pussy slickened finger into his ass.
"ARRGGGGHHHHH," he screamed almost painfully when he came. His less-than-average cock fell limply from the whore's sex.
"Sit on this and watch your wife's vengeance and a pleasure you could never provide," she ordered as Peter's fuck buddy stumbled naked and dissatisfied from the room.
She produced a large butt plug and set it on the chair. Peter obeyed without word or hesitation impaling himself on the two-and-a-half-inch thick cone-shaped phallus.
