Hi, this is for the Anonymous user who pointed out Graham didn't get his own happy ending, enjoy. =)
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That Friday night Graham was in his bedroom. He had met a girl that week, new in town and so pretty. Keira had been nice, and had a good sense of humour. He was quickly getting smitten, she had agreed to meet up that weekend and he couldn't wait. Maybe he could get things to progress, he would be so happy if she would agree to be his girlfriend as they got to know each other.
He was spending his evening going over the ritual that had been conducted at the Blavatsky house all those years ago. Because his dad was the local sheriff he had had access to the evidence room for years. He had long ago made copies of all the photos and crime scene reports. It was a macabre hobby of his, he would every so often try to reconstruct the ritual. He never expected anything to happen, just trying to make sense of what they were trying to achieve. Looking at the effort and comparing it to other occult rituals, to see if they were similar.
He had laid it all out on a large metal plate on the floor. He lit the concentric circle, anticipating the fire to burn in the elaborate pattern before dying out.
But this time it was very different. Black and red smoke effused from the circle. A miasmic void visible in the centre, Graham recoiled. Scrabbling away on his long strong limbs, his wavy golden brown hair falling in his face as he panicked. His baby blue eyes fixed on the absurd anomaly in front of him.
As the smoke billowed out, he saw a pair of white spiralled horns and arms emerge. The hands planting themselves at the edge of the circle and lifting the entity up. A pair of eyes glowing like embers, staring at him, rose up. A mane of long silver hair trailing down from its head. As it finished climbing from the ritual circle it stood over him, studying him.
Female, tall and toned. Covered in grey skin with a hint of a blue shimmer. Completely uncovered, her breasts pert with a narrow waist, taught flat stomach, wide hips, her hairless sex between them, on top of long legs. Her beautiful face smirked at him, pronounced canines on display.
"I'm guessing this plane is not used to extraplanar visitors based on your reaction?" She spoke in a smooth, soothing voice.
"N-n-no...I-I didn't expect...what are you, a devil or demon of some kind?!"
He stammered.
She laughed.
"I've met so many humans who assume that. Don't worry I'm not here to steal your soul. My kind are called travellers."
"Why are you here then?" He asked warily.
She gave him a wry look. "What's with that attitude? You're the one who opened the door for me, why are you so upset I stepped through?"
"It's never worked before...I had no reason to believe anything would actually come through. I'm having a little trouble adjusting to this right now." He scrunched his face up, rubbing his eyes as though when he finished she wouldn't still be there. "Having a peculiar naked woman appear in my room is surprising!"
She sniffed the air, cocked her head and raised an eyebrow. "I doubt you have ever been around a naked woman, let alone had one in your room."
Graham's cheeks went pink, blushing heavily. He became flustered. "That's not...how do you know that?"
She chuckled. "Instincts. You're pretty cute. I could help you rectify that?" She offered.
Graham looked her up and down. Even with her exotic features she was stunning. Her naked body had already created some arousal within him, her offer made him partially tumescent. Yet he still felt hesitation at her proposal.
"...I have a girl I like...I wanted it to be...special." He muttered. Still flustered.
"Oh? Where is she? Who is this girl that you would decline me for?" She mused, a hint of a smirk on her lips.
"Her name is Keira, she lives in the manor up the hill. I'm going to meet her tomorrow."
He answered.
She walked to the window and pointed to the building in the distance. "That one?" Graham nodded. Her eyes rolled back into her head, her body stiffened. After a minute or two her eyes rolled forward, she chuckled as she looked at Graham. "Your girl? Chestnut hair, green eyes, pretty?"
"Yes, how did you find that out?" He asked both curious and concerned.
"By a fun coincidence the reason I felt compelled to investigate this plane, is in the same room as her. When I sent my sight there...I can say with absolute certainty...your Keira is definitely not thinking of you right now." She smirked.
"Why, what makes you say that?" He asked, burning with intrigue.
"My friend who has been missing for decades, suddenly his presence appeared on this plane. At this time Kiera is being claimed by him. Quite vigorously and she looks like she's really enjoying it...knowing him he's taken her as his own. He's not going to let you get anywhere near her now. I think you should abandon any efforts at romance." She gave him a sympathetic look.
"Claimed? She's being claimed?" Asking even though he knew the answer, he just couldn't comprehend it yet.
She gave him a pitying look. "Yes claimed. Throwing her head back in ecstasy as he drives his length deep inside, playing with her pink nipples as she moans for him...do I need to be more detailed?"
"...No." He pouted. Clearly disappointed. He picked himself up and sat on the edge of his bed.
She smiled at him, walked over in front of him to place her fingers under her chin. "Don't judge her too harshly, he's very good at getting what he wants. So am I...I could help you forget your sorrows...I promise you it will be very special." She purred at him.
Graham weakened. Her offer was so enticing at this point, he found himself relenting. "Okay." He gulped after speaking.
She smiled like a cat that had caught a mouse. She leaned down and kissed him, teasing his lips apart with her tongue, caressing her tongue against his. He deepened it, feeling himself fully harden. She lifted the hem of his t-shirt, pulling it up over his chest. Breaking off the kiss to extract it over his head, he lifted his arms to facilitate. Divested of his shirt, she ran her hands down his chest to the waistband of his jeans. Unfastening the belt and undoing his fly. She hooked her fingers into his boxer-briefs, then yanked them down with his jeans. Unveiling him to her eyes. Graham was keen to see her reaction, it was his first time showing it to a woman.
She gave him a playful smile before yanking the remainder of his clothing from his legs. She pushed him further onto the bed before climbing onto it. She kissed his neck, trailing her lips down. She gave him a quick smile before she wrapped her lips around his nipple. Sucking and running her tongue across, he sighed as it firmed. She gave it a nip between her teeth, he groaned as she lightly pinched his other nipple between her fingers. She continued down reaching between his legs. She kissed his shaft, grazing her lips up to his tip. Kissing it before licking his underside base to tip. Graham was delighted, her tongue felt amazing, he gasped as she took his tip in her mouth.
She sucked on his tip at first, then began to bob her head. She slowly worked her way down with each bob. Increasing the suction as she went, massaging her tongue along the underside. By the time she reached his base, Graham was quivering. He could never have imagined it would feel this good. Her warm wet mouth, her ridiculously long tongue snaking its way to his balls when she fully took him in. The sight of her taking his cock down to the base was breathtaking. He ran his hands through her hair, his fingers grasping around her horns. She placed her hands on his hips, a hint of a smile on her face as her ember eyes met his looking up at his dopey, gasping face.
Graham was hanging on by a thread, his cock twitching in her mouth. After a few more passes, he tensed, groaned, his balls tightened and he spurted in the back of her throat. As he lay there panting, she slowly pulled her mouth off him, licking her lips as they parted from him. She had swallowed it. He couldn't really understand why seeing her doing that had turned him on so much. He let go of her horns and she giggled.
"Did that feel 'special'?" She smirked lasciviously.
Graham nodded vociferously. "Yes! God yes!"
"It's only polite that you return the favour." She kept her smirk as she lay down on the bed next to her.
As excited as he was he became nervous at the prospect. "I...I haven't...I'm sorry if I do anything wrong."
She chuckled, smiling warmly at him. "Just do what feels natural. I'll offer guidance if I think you need it. We all are beginners at some point."
Graham climbed on top of her leaning down for a kiss. Using one arm to hold himself up, he stroked one hand down her hair to her neck. Then trailing his fingers down to her chest, clasping around a breast. Squeezing as he massaged his hand into it. Starting to roll his thumb over the nipple, feeling it stiffen under his touch. Using his elbow to steady himself, he mirrored the action with his other hand to her unattended breast. Tweaking her nipples in-between his thumbs and forefingers. He eventually broke off the kiss, she lightly tugged on his lower lip with her teeth as they parted. Her sharp canines created a curious sensation in Graham. He looked at her beautiful face wearing a half smile before he planted his mouth on her nipple. Swirling his tongue around the bud, relishing in actually sucking on a woman's breast.
He gently nipped his teeth around it, getting a small gasp from her. He kept sucking and teasing her nipples, getting so involved in his activity he almost didn't notice her speaking.
In a playful tone. "While I like the enthusiasm you have for that part of me, you are getting more satisfaction out of it than I am, you've spent enough time on them, time to move lower."
Graham almost reluctantly pulled himself away before going further down. He ran his hands down her stomach to her thighs, slipping between them. He looked at her closely, kneeling between her legs. She looked no different than a human woman, except her skin was silky smooth, no hair and her folds were a darker shade than the rest of her, like her nipples. He feathered his fingers over it in an investigative manner, was she the same inside as a human? He didn't have any real point of reference to compare it to. He would probably find out soon enough. He smoothed his fingers over as he explored. Finding the hooded nub at the top, he uncovered it, revealing it to his gaze.
He chanced a finger over it, touching it, then rubbing it in circles. When he heard her let out a quiet moan he knew he was on the right track. Maintaining that touch, he probed the fingers of his other hand into her folds, feeling coated in wetness as he teased them against her entrance before slowly slipping a pair of fingers inside. The feeling of the warmth and silkyness was so tantalising, he was almost impatient to just thrust his cock inside her. But she had demanded he 'return the favour' and he wasn't the kind of guy who was going to defy her. Who knew what she would do? He gently pumped his fingers in and out, checking her expression to see if she approved. She had a smile on her slightly parted mouth.
