Chapter 24 - Five Warriors
I was out buying a hefty portion of mana potions for the trip to hell when I stumbled into a very strange pairing, sitting together, eating dessert. Ariana had a bloody red velvet slice of cake, while Mona had angelcake with layers of white airy sweet custard and a glazed cherry atop. I wondered if I should greet them, but Ariana caught my eyes looking and burst out.
"Szymon!" She said, making Mona look. "Join us for tea!"
"Sorry for interrupting," I said.
"Nonsense," Mona said. "You want a bite of my cake?" I raised my eyebrows, glancing down. Her eyes noticed my glance and smiled devilishly. "Naughty, naughty."
"What? Why?"
"Cake, my dear," Mona said. "And he looked right at my butt."
Ariana scoffed with a smile, which made me instantly hard. Her eyes were bright in joy, and it just so happened I was walking up to the table as both of them saw me pop up. Ariana wasted no time, throwing my robe up to expose my dick to Mona who opened her eyes in surprise, then smiled.
"Oh, my," Mona said. "You're already this hard? May we see you in motion?" I put a hand on my cock and pulled the foreskin back as they both watched intently, married women gawking at an engaged guy's cock. I dreaded and begged in my head for one of them to inhale my throbbing cock in one quick gulp.
"I would very much like my red velvet glazed," Ariana said, bringing the slice of cake under my dick. I looked up, finding windows everywhere around, but nobody was looking at the table where the three of us were. "Mona?"
"Ah, yes!" Mona burst out, setting her own angelcake slice beside the red velvet. They both looked at me, then down at my cock as I started stroking slowly. "Mmm, moist already." I grit my teeth to not blow my load at that remark.
"Gushing, surely," Ariana added, looking into my eyes. "Don't keep us waiting, Mr. Baker. We require your signature glaze. I felt a throb to burst, but held it back, stroking my dick while they looked silently, watching the tip that hid away on every backstroke. When there was no preventing the cum shooting out, I pointed my cock at the red velvet slice first, laying down a line right over the top, turning as more cum spilled out in a drip instead over the angelcake, soaking into the spongy white flesh. I hid my dick away quickly, as Ariana reached for her slice with a smile.
"Now, let us see your hard work," Ariana said, sinking a fork into her slice with a glaze of cum, and putting it in her mouth. I watched her savor it, eyes closed, then slip the hand holding her fork below the table to very visibly rub her pussy, sighing after a few minutes of furious rubbing. Mona waited it out, watching her friend claim her orgasm, and made a small applause when Ariana came up to lick her fingers.
"Mine soaked into the cake," Mona said proudly. "May I?" I realized she was asking my permission to take the cake soaked through with my cum. I nodded and raised my eyebrows as she sniffed the surface where the cum dripped. "Nice aroma." Her fork dug into the white flesh as some of the cum squirted out from the sponge, then disappeared back into the porous cake. She lifted the piece to her mouth and watched my eyes while savoring the flavor.
"Tangy," she said. "I will require another to fully enjoy it. Ariana?"
"On it," Ari said, disappearing under the table. Her head poked up between Mona's legs, and lifted her robes, then shifted her underwear aside to devour Mona's pussy. Mona blushed crimson, digging her fork in for another bite.
"Your cum tastes delicious with angelcake," Mona said, then sighed out a tiny moan, finishing up the slice while getting tonguefucked by Ariana. When it came time, Mona set her fork down, and put both hands on the warlock woman's head, opening her mouth with a gasp that still wasn't loud, but sure looked lewd enough. Her tiny sound was so fragile and gentle that it got me hard again, bursting out in an orgasm that was a gush of air from her lungs on a grasp.
"Now I'm hard again," I said. "But I need your help, Ariana."
"I am a married woman, Szymon," she said. "It will have to be your hand again, but I can watch if that helps."
"Not with that," I said. "I need your help summoning a demon that's been to hell. I'm going there with Faustyna to free her from Lucifer."
Both of them looked at me in shock. Ariana grimaced, then slipped under the table and popped up under my robes with her mouth sucking my cock. I tried to resist it, but pulled on her head to push myself deeper. She pushed me away so that my tip burst cum out into her mouth instead.
"Sorry!" I exclaimed, once the tremors squirting cum out subsided. I lifted my robes to find her expertly spitting the mouthful of cum into a glass vial. She looked up, then swirled the cum mixture in the vial with a grimace.
"This might not be enough."
"Oh, you need it for a ritual?" I asked. Ariana slipped out from under the table, then picked up a teacup and emptied it into her mouth. I watched her pull her robes up to a sight I'd seen many times, and started peeing right into the cup with a steady stream. Once the cup was almost full, I jumped in to take the rest of her piss into my mouth, watching her smile at the act, then sigh as the stream from her spread lips dripped down her vulva. I caught every drop, finding myself licking her pussy up and down, lost in it.
"Szymon, don't--." She said, then crouched a bit and also got lost in it, falling under the table while I started devouring her. Mona lifted the edge of the table cover to watch and I saw her spread her legs and finger herself to the show. A waitress stopped by while Mona dealt with it, having us hidden under the table trying to make the least noise possible. Ariana held the vial of cum spit in one hand and the full cup of her pee in the other, all while making soft little moans while I sucked her into oblivion.
When the waitress finally left, Ariana burst out in an orgasm, putting the cup of piss under my mouth so I didn't drink her pussy juice. I spit it out into the cup and Ari dispensed the vial into it as well, casting a rosy pink light over her finger before biting it for a bit of blood. When all of it was mixed, she stirred the cup with that bitten finger as the whole concoction glowed a rosy pink light.
"Just like old times," I said, slipping back to my seat.
"I told you you shouldn't have done that," Ariana said. "At least, not without Warren around. Now I have an unpleasant conversation ahead of me." I grimaced, realizing she was probably in trouble because of me.
"I'm sorry," I said. "Is it enough to summon a demon that can help guide me in hell?"
"With cum, spit, piss, and my juices? Yes."
"Perfect!" I said. "Where do we go?"
"We don't go anywhere right now," Ari said."I got a meeting I need to get to. I'll keep this ready for you, ok?
"Tomorrow then?" I asked.
"Sounds good," she said, and hurried off. Mona paid the bill and complimented my cum again before excusing herself as well. I checked the time and realized where Mona was going, and could have tagged along, but instead teleported home to find Faustyna pacing.
"You're late!" She burst out. "And now we'll be late! Get changed and let's teleport""