The trickster was walking along one of the side roads of Hilbury. Malcolm kept a close eye on him from half a block away. He couldn't be sure if the man was the monster he was hunting, not yet at least. The stranger had been acting strange though. Malcolm had seen the man pick the pocket of someone without being noticed, but he could just be a thief; he had to be sure before he made a move to grab him.
Malcolm had given Casey, his daughter, a call on her phone, but she hadn't picked up. He wasn't sure if he was happy or not about that. It would be nice to have the backup, but if she wasn't here, that meant she wasn't in danger. Compared to most monster hunts he had been on, this one wasn't very risky. He didn't try again though, she'd be upset about not being involved, but at least she would be safe.
The man Malcolm had been tailing walked by a woman and very obviously reached into her purse and took out her wallet. It was clear as day, but the woman didn't react in the slightest; it was as if she hadn't seen it at all. That was the final straw as far as Malcolm was concerned. The man had to be the trickster. He would usually wait for more evidence, but right now, he just had to scare the monster away from the town; he wasn't going to kill it.
He picked up his pace and began to get closer to the man. He was slowly gaining on the monster for a few minutes, but then the trickster glanced back and noticed Malcolm. Suddenly he took off at a sprint. Malcolm raced after him, following him off the street and through the park. The trickster was fast, weaving between people and even jumping over a bench or two with ease; Malcolm was slowly gaining on him through. Malcolm might be starting to get out of his prime, but he would still catch him.
Casey walked up the stairs of the motel and walked along the doors before finding the right now. She hurriedly knocked on it, hoping the right person answered it. A few seconds passed, and she impatiently tapped her shoe against the floor. Eventually, the door opened, and Derek appeared.
"Hey," Casey said quickly. She peered around him but didn't see anyone else in the room; it looked like his wife and kids might not be there. "Are you alone?"
A wide grin spread across Derek's face when he saw it was her. "Joann took the kids out to the pool across town." His eyes moved along her body, admiring the tight-fitting black tank top she was wearing. "You can come in if you want," he said hopefully.
"Thanks," Casey quickly slipped into the room. "I was hoping they'd be out."
"I didn't think I'd see you again before one of us had to leave." He closed the door behind her. "Last night was amazing."
"It was," Casey smiled. "I think I'll be leaving pretty soon, so I wanted to see if we could get a proper goodbye in."
It hadn't been long after Jordan had left that she had felt the charm's pressure on her again. It wasn't nearly as bad as it had been with the trickster, but it did seem to be growing stronger more quickly. Right now, Casey couldn't worry about the long term; whatever was going to happen with the charm was going to happen. She couldn't change that; all she could do was endure it.
She knew her dad wasn't at the motel right now; he was out looking for the trickster. If Jordan kept his word, he'd likely be found by her dad any moment now. That meant she had a little bit of time before her dad returned, and she planned to make the most of it as she could. She was going to be stuck in the car with him for the entire night. No matter what she had dreamed of, she didn't have any intention of resorting to that to relieve the charm. Even the thought brought a blush to her cheeks.
Instead, she focused on Derek. "I know you have the photos and videos to get by on, but I thought you'd be up for some more first hand material." The teenager smiled and rubbed a hand between his legs.
Derek answered by undoing his pants and letting his stiffening cock spill out of his pants. "Honestly? I was about to jerk off to the photos of you blowing me," he chuckled.
Casey smiled up at him. "Why settle for that when you can have the real thing?"
Her hand slipped around him, stroking his cock until his shaft was completely stiff between her fingers. Derek dropped his pants entirely and kicked them to the side as he drank in the sight of her. Even with no strict time limit on them now, there was no reason to wait. Casey dropped down to her knees in front of Derek and wrapped her lips around his cock. He let out a sigh and ran a hand down through her blonde hair, letting him watch her beautiful face as his cock slipped into her mouth. Casey smiled around his dick, happily running her tongue along his length.
While the charm had been annoying so far, her body almost painfully needing cock wasn't something she had wanted; it wasn't too bad once it got to the actual fucking. The sex was more fun than ever, and it wasn't as if she'd typically have trouble finding a guy. Hell, once she was back home, she could get any of the other hunters to fuck her if she wanted. They all wanted to; that much was clear. Or she could head into town and get one of the men there to do it.
Derek let out a long sigh. "I wish I had run into you at home instead of on vacation. I could get used to this."
Casey pushed herself down his entire cock, quickly gliding along him and soaking his cock in her spit before pulling back from him with a soft pop. "I bet you could," she giggled. "But you'll just have to settle for today."
Remembering how he had focused on her breasts last night, Casey scooted in closer to him and let his cock slide down the front of her tank top and press between her breasts. She pushed her tits together around him, pumping them up and down around him. Derek let out a moan at the feel of her tit-flesh around him, thrusting down deeper between them.
As Casey rocked against him, her phone rang. She slowed down briefly to check it, and when she saw it was her dad, she silenced the call, focusing on Derek; whatever her dad wanted, it could wait. She pushed herself even tighter around him for a few more pumps before she pulled back. All of this was fun, but right now, she needed him to fuck her. Her panties were still wet from earlier today, and Jordan's load was still inside of her.
She worked the shorts off and sat back on the bed, her legs spread and welcoming. Derek quickly stepped between them and thrust forward into her. He let out a long sigh as he plunged back into her tight folds, but it was clear what she had just been up to.
"Were you fucking some other guy today?" Derek grunted, pumping down into her. He sounded surprised but not mad.
