The Angel Seduces the MILF
Jarod Carlyle
I waited for my wife's answer. She wasn't home. I had Josiel's help to free my wife from sexual slavery to her incubus son. The angel, who appeared as a nubile schoolgirl, had given me everything I needed. So, of course, Anna wasn't home.
"I really need to speak to you,"
I said and sent that text.
"Sorry,"
appeared a moment later.
"I'm out shopping for dildos. I think I'm going to fuck Debbie with this!"
A picture of a fleshy dildo printed on a cardboard box appeared. It looked big and thick. A wave of humiliation washed through me as I wanted to see my wife fucking another woman with the strap-on. This was what the demon who had visited us nearly twenty years ago had done to us.
He had perverted us both, turning me into a cuckold and my wife into a whore that just craved the demon's cock. And her son's own infernal dick. Damian was an incubus who had to be stopped. My step-son couldn't help what he was.
He was corrupted by demonic blood.
Like in Genesis 6, the Sons of God once again lain with the Daughters of Man and produced abominations that had to be cleansed from the world. The Lord promised to never send his floodwaters again, so other methods had to be used. Joshua had tried to kill them all during the conquest. David and his Mighty Men had slain many of them. Goliath the chief of those infernal creations.
Now it was my turn to take up the calling.
"Isn't that hot?"
my wife sent next.
"The dildo's almost as big as our son's cock!"
"Your son,"
I sent back.
"My wonderful, glorious son."
She sent me a winky emoji.
"I want to see you fuck her with it, so hurry home,"
I sent back, my dick so damned hard.
"You're such a cuck. I'll be home soon. Love you."
"Love you,"
I texted and sank onto the chair, so ashamed of how hard I was.
* * *
Anna Carlyle
"Your husband is such a cuck," Debbie Mitchel said. She was one of my son's approved lovers. I had failed to keep him from claiming Debbie and her daughter Alyta, but we had things under control now.
Alyta worked hard at the college they attended to keep my son satiated so he wouldn't need any other women. Then Debbie and I took over in the evenings. It was perfect. The three of us had Damian all to ourselves.
"I can't believe he wants to watch you fuck me with this." Debbie glanced at the young woman behind the counter at the sex shop. "Can you believe it?"
"It takes all kinds," the girl said. She had black lipstick on. Black. And those awful piercings ruined the beauty of her face. Definitely the sort of girl that I had to keep my son away from. "I know I'd like to see you fuck her with it."
A flush of warmth washed through me as I noticed she had a tongue stud. She was too trashy for my son, but... I shuddered and pushed down that stab of lust. I wasn't a wanton hussy fucking every woman out there.
Just my son's two lovers.
"Sadly, my husband awaits us," I said, surprised he wanted to see me. It sounded like he wasn't happy, though.
"Pity," the girl said. "Though, I get it. Cucking your husband and throwing your lesbianism in his face is hot."
"We're straight," I said and took the purchase. My husband would pay off the credit card.
"Right, right," the girl said and winked at us.
I marched out of there with Debbie. My lover took my hand and shook her head. It was clear she was disgusted to be called a lesbian, too. That girl had some nerve to label us like that. We weren't some weird freaks. We were two MILFs sharing the same young man.
The same studly incubus.
We headed outside to Debbie's waiting minivan. We had made love in this. That had been fun, but we didn't have to fuck in the backseat. We had my home. She started up the car with a push of a button, and we were off.
I wanted to tear open the box, but I was patient. For one thing, it wouldn't be good to be
seen
with it. I mean, that would be embarrassing if people thought I would use something like this. I mean, I would, of course, but in private where naughty things could be done.
I was still a preacher's respectable wife, after all.
Finally, Debbie pulled into the driveway, my pussy soaking my panties. Debbie flashed me a grin and leaned over. She had tinted windows, so no one could see the quick smooch she planted on my mouth. I shuddered at that warmth.
It felt so good.
She broke the kiss and winked at me before she opened her door. I did the same, holding the nondescript, black bag. I rushed to the door and found my husband sitting inside. He was on his recliner. He looked at me with hesitation.
"We can talk later," I purred and tossed him the bag. "Get that out so I can fuck her with it. I want to pound her right now. Ooh, I'm so wet for it."
"Me, too," moaned Debbie. "I didn't get to fuck your son this morning."
"Step-son," muttered my husband as he pulled out the box with the dildo. A moment later, he had it torn open.
I shuddered as he pulled out the packaging. I drew my T-shirt over my head and tossed it down on the floor. I reached behind me and unhooked my bra, my pussy on fire. My big boobs spilled out. They bounced before me.
Damian loved big tits. He savored mine and Debbie's. She did have a gorgeous pair of breasts. My husband glanced at them, freezing in the process of ripping open the plastic bag holding the fleshy dildo in it. He blinked and shook his head, looking away from Debbie's tits.
I smiled at that as I shoved off my jeans. Debbie pushed her own down. We were in-sync, stripping at the same pace. We bent over together, both of us shoving off our jeans down our thighs and stepping out of them, our big boobs jiggling.
We shoved off our panties next, our next. My thick, blonde bush dripped with my excitement. Debbie's red fur gleamed with her dewdrops. We were both ready for it. My husband had the belt out of its packaging and held both it and the rubbery shaft up, not sure what to do next.
"Thank you, honey," I purred. "Shove the dildo through the slit in the front then help me put it on. I'm going to fuck her so hard with it."
"Yes, dear," Jarod said and shoved the dildo through the hole in the harness. The balls at the base kept the fleshy toy in. I shuddered in delight as he slipped off the chair and knelt before me.
He held the hardness in his hand. I stepped into the rubber straps. He worked them up my legs. They slid up my thighs, catching on my skin. He tugged it up and over my rump, the dildo almost smacking him in the chin. The base pressed on my pussy lips through my fur.
Right on my clit.
"I think that's perfect," I purred. "So, honey, how should I fuck her? Doggy style? Should she ride me? Ooh, missionary so we can make love and make out."
"Doggy," he groaned.
"You want to watch my tits bouncing," she said. "You do love my boobs, don't you?" I pulled his face between them and kissed his brow. "I might just suck you off once I'm done for being such a good cuckold. I love you."
"Love you," he groaned between my breasts. He kissed my right boob. I loved the feeling. It wasn't the exciting zest my son gave me, but it was still nice to know my husband desired me. He pulled his face away and moved back to the chair.
He unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. He was smaller than the toy which was smaller than Damian. I used to think that cock was perfect. Then Damian's father showed me the true depths of passion. Such an amazing moment. I was so glad for it.
Debbie was already on her hands and knees, so ready for me to fuck her. I just wanted to pound her hard. I would make her howl in delight. She would squeal out in delight as I took her again and again. I couldn't wait to slam home into her.
I dropped to my knees behind her, the dildo slapping her on the rump. I loved the flesh-smacking sound. I spanked her butt-cheeks, drumming from one hemisphere to the other. The dildo rubbed on my clit in an exciting way.
"Don't tease me," she moaned. "Fuck me! I need you to fuck me right now!"
I grinned from ear to ear and pressed the dildo into her red bush to find the folds of her pussy. I gripped my fellow MILF's hips and thrust into her married cunt. The fleshy cock vanished into her snatch, the base massaging my clit.
She moaned, her head tossing. Her red hair danced as she quivered there in delight. I loved the sounds she made. It was so exciting to hear her gasping like that. She groaned, her entire body quivering. That would be just perfect to make her howl.
"Oh, my god," she moaned. "Oh, that's good. That's so good."
"I bet," I cooed and drew back my hips.
She shuddered, her entire body trembling as the dildo pulled back. The shaft emerged dripping in her cream. She was so wet. The sweet aroma of Debbie's cunt mixed with the spicy musk of my own. I loved it. I slammed back into her.
