FAZER LOGINI walked out of Professor Garvin’s office with my hips swaying and a wicked smile on my lips. My bare pussy was still slick from Brian’s cum and my own arousal. He might have turned me down today, but I could see the flicker in his eyes. Men like him always break eventually. Tomorrow was a new day, and I was going to make it filthy.
The next morning I dressed to kill. I wore a tight white blouse that strained over my full tits with no bra, and the shortest pleated skirt I owned. My nipples poked against the fabric, and I skipped the panties again. Let the whole campus see what a slut I was.
I timed it perfectly for Professor Garvin’s lecture. Front row, legs crossing and uncrossing slowly so he caught flashes of my smooth, dripping cunt. I stared at him with pure hunger every time he glanced my way. Halfway through, his voice became unsteady.
“Miss Brooks, see me after class.”
In his office, he backed me against the wall. “Watch your behavior. I'm not playing this game with you.”
“Professor Garvin, I just think we could talk things out,” I said.
“If you really want to talk things out. You and Brian will both report to my office at 4 PM.”
“Yes, sir,” I purred, pressing my tits against him. “We’ll be good… or very, very bad.”
I told Brian after practice. He looked terrified but showed up anyway.
At 4 PM we entered Garvin’s office. Brian started pleading immediately. “Professor, please. There has to be a mutual understanding. I can’t lose my scholarship. I’ll do anything.”
Garvin’s eyes lingered on Brian’s muscular body. “Anything?” Then he looked at me.
“The truth is, I’m bisexual and I'm not particularly interested in the campus slut. I’m more into strong guys like you, Brian.”
Brian froze.
I grinned. “That’s even hotter.
“You both will meet me at the lamplight lodge, the old motel on the edge of town, room 12. Be there if you want this to disappear.”
“Yayyyy!” I clapped my hands. A full threesome. Me in the middle, taking both of you. Imagine stretching me while I help you two play.”
Garvin's expression darkened with lust.
Me and Brian snuck out of school by 9PM and we arrived just in time.
The motel room was cheap and smelled of smoke and dirty carpet. The mattress had cigarette burns all over.
Garvin locked the door behind us, already pulling off his shirt. “Clothes off, both of you.”
I stripped fast, my tits heavy and my pussy already dripping down my thighs. Brian followed, his thick cock swinging heavy as he pulled his jeans down. Garvin stood over us, stroking his own thick veiny cock.
He grabbed Brian first, pulling him into a deep, rough kiss while I crawled between them, licking and sucking on Brian’s balls, then switching to take Garvin’s cock into my warm, wet mouth. I bobbed sloppily, saliva running down my chin as I tasted the professor’s salty skin.
Garvin groaned into Brian’s mouth and pushed my head deeper until my nose pressed against his pubes. Then he pulled me off and shoved me onto my back on the mattress.
He spread my legs wide and buried his face between my thighs, his tongue sucking my clit hard while sliding two thick fingers deep into my cunt. At the same time, Brian straddled my chest, feeding his heavy cock into my mouth. I sucked him eagerly, gagging as he rocked deeper, my throat bulging while Garvin ate my pussy like he was starving for it.
Garvin stood up, his face shiny with my juices, and pushed his cock into my dripping pussy in one long thrust. He fucked me hard, hips slapping loudly against me while Brian kept thrusting into my throat. I moaned around Brian’s shaft, my body rocking with every stroke from Garvin.
They flipped me over onto all fours. Garvin moved behind me and pressed his cock against my tight asshole, working it in slowly until he was buried deep. The stretch burned so good. Brian slid underneath me on the floor, guiding his thick cock into my pussy. They filled both my holes completely. Garvin pounding my ass from behind while Brian drove up into my cunt. I was trapped between their hard bodies on the rough carpet, moaning like a whore, my tits swinging as they used me.
Sweat dripped down my back. I came hard, my holes clenching around both cocks, juices soaking Brian’s shaft and the bed beneath us. They didn’t slow down. Garvin reached around and rubbed my clit roughly, forcing another orgasm out of me.
“Switch,” Garvin growled. He pulled out of my ass and lay on his back on the floor. I straddled him reverse, sinking my asshole down onto his cock again while Brian stpod in front of me. I took Brian’s cock back into my mouth, sucking him deep as I rode Garvin’s dick in my ass. Garvin thrust up hard, slapping my ass cheeks red while I gagged happily on Brian.
The room was filled with wet slapping sounds, moans, and the smell of raw sex. I pulled out of them, stroking them both.
“Cum in my mouth. Both of you. Feed your slut.”
They stood over me as I knelt between them on the carpet. Brian came first, thick hot ropes shooting across my tongue. Garvin followed, flooding my open mouth until cum overflowed, dripping down my chin and onto my tits. I swallowed greedily, licking every drop off their cocks.
But they weren’t done. Garvin pushed me onto my back again and slid back into my cum-filled pussy while Brian straddled my face, feeding me his cock once more. I sucked him eagerly as Garvin railed me deep on the dirty floor.
Elias lay ruined on the bed, chest heaving, body trembling from the aftershocks of too many orgasms. His hole felt wrecked, it was gaping, swollen, and leaking thick rivers of Vesper’s demonic cum onto the sheets. His lower belly was slightly swollen from the sheer volume Vesper had pumped into him. Bite marks and bruises decorated his neck, chest, and thighs.Vesper lounged beside him like a satisfied predator, one clawed hand lazily stroking Elias’s cock, keeping him hard even after everything.“You… you really sealed it,” Elias rasped, voice hoarse from screaming. “I can feel it. Inside me. Like fire in my veins.”Vesper chuckled, low and dark, his golden eyes glowing with possessive satisfaction. “Of course you can. Our souls are intertwined now, little summoner. My essence lives in you. Every time you get hard, every time that greedy hole twitches, you’ll feel me. And I’ll feel you.”A sudden wave of heat crashed through Elias’s body. His cock jerked back to full hardness in Vesp
Elias moaned loudly into the sheets as Vesper’s long, sinful tongue pushed deeper into his virgin hole, twisting and thrusting with wicked skill. The incubus’s tongue felt impossibly hot and flexible, licking every sensitive inch inside him while the tail wrapped tighter around his waist, holding him firmly in place.“Fuck! Ahhh… that feels” Elias’s words dissolved into broken whimpers as the demon ate him out like a starving beast, slurping and sucking loudly. Hot saliva dripped down his balls, making everything slick.Vesper pulled back with a wet pop, fangs grazing Elias’s ass cheek. “Such a sweet, tight little hole. I’m going to enjoy ruining it.” He shoved two thick fingers inside without warning, scissoring roughly while his other hand reached under Elias to stroke his leaking cock.Elias cried out, hips jerking. “Too much, ahh!”“Not enough,” Vesper growled. He added a third finger, stretching him brutally while his tail slithered between Elias’s legs. The smooth, warm spade ti
The dorm room was dark except for the circle of candles flickering on the floor. Elias Crowe knelt in the center of the carefully drawn summoning circle, heart hammering so hard he could feel it in his throat. The small off campus apartment smelled of old books, incense, and nervous sweat. Textbooks on demonology and forbidden occult rituals lay open around him, pages filled with notes scribbled in the margins, highlighted warnings he had mostly ignored. He had been studying the occult for months in secret. Tonight, he was finally attempting his first real summoning.“Just a minor spirit,” he whispered to himself, palms sweaty as he held the ancient incantation scroll. “Nothing dangerous. Just enough to prove to those jerks that spirits are real and I can summon one.”His hands trembled as he lit the final black candle. The flame danced wildly. He began chanting in halting Latin, his voice growing stronger with each line. The air in the room grew thick and became more sinful. The cand
The weeks that followed were a fever dream of sin and ecstasy.We tried to be careful. We really did. But restraint became impossible. Father Elias would text me at odd hours with nothing but a location and time. The confessional during scheduled hours became our playground. The rectory after evening Mass. Once, in the choir loft while the choir practiced hymns downstairs, his hand clamped over my mouth as he took me from behind, slow and deep, while sacred music floated up around us.Every time I told myself it would be the last. Every time I left with his cum still leaking down my thighs and swore I’d confess everything to God and never return.And every time, I came back.One Thursday night, the church was supposed to be empty for a private prayer vigil. I arrived at midnight wearing nothing beneath my long coat. Father Elias waited for me at the main altar, candles lit in a perfect circle around the sanctuary, his vestments still on as if he had just finished a service.The moment
The following Sunday, the church was full.I sat in the third pew wearing a modest white dress that went below my knees on the outside. Beneath it, I was completely bare, my pussy still tender and leaking slightly from the night before. Father Elias stood at the altar delivering his sermon, his voice steady and commanding as always. But every few minutes his eyes found mine, dark with secrets only we shared.He looked sinful in his vestments, the white alb and green stole over his broad chest. I squeezed my thighs together, remembering how those same hands had held me down on that very altar two nights ago.After the final hymn, the parishioners slowly filed out. I lingered, pretending to pray. When the last person left, Father Elias locked the heavy wooden doors with a decisive click.“You’re playing with fire, Sophia,” he said, walking down the aisle toward me. His voice echoed. “We agreed to be more careful.”I stood and met him halfway, right in the center of the nave. “I can’t wa
I couldn’t stay away.The next evening, just after sunset, I returned to the church. My body still ached deliciously from Father Elias’s thick cock and the way he’d filled me in the confessional. His cum had leaked out of me for hours afterward, a constant filthy reminder. I wore a simple white sundress, nnocent on the outside, completely bare underneath and slipped through the side door of the church.The church was empty and quiet, candles flickering softly near the altar. Father Elias waited for me in the rectory hallway, still in his clerical collar and black shirt, looking tormented and hungry at the same time.“Sophia… you shouldn’t be here,” he said, voice rough. But he was already hard, I could see the thick outline straining against his pants. “What we did yesterday… it was a moment of weakness. I have taken vows. This is blasphemy.”I stepped closer, pressing my body against his. “Then why did you leave the door unlocked, Father? Why is your cock already bulging out of your p







