Crazy Seduction(erotica)

She gave Sandy a worried look as she had no idea when she’d return to consciousness. She needed Stanley to finish, quickly but he was… why was he moving so slowly?

Marisa turned her head to look over her shoulder. Stanley’s eyes were barely open and glazed with the drugs in his system. He was also trembling from the pain of holding himself upright. She could see his bruised muscles twitching from fatigue. It was only the drugs blocking the pain receptors that enabled him to stay upright. She gasped in dismay seeing the pain his body was experiencing.

Still he thrust in and pulled out, driving Marisa insane with lust until her own body began to tremble with fatigue. She needed to cum so badly! She squeezed his cock with her pussy as he pushed himself deep and he slid a thick thumb into her ass.

Marisa’s mind exploded as the sudden intensity triggered a chain reaction in her. Her glamor dropped and she moaned as her limbs stretched outwards, electricity jumping and flashing through her nerves as she clamped down on his thick cock.

When he suddenly began spraying streams of energy rich cum into her she cried out in pure joy as her body gobbled up the wild magic. Her cells craved the power in his essence and glutted themselves once more.

When she finally came back to herself, she was resting her cheek on the belly of the blond nurse. She snapped her glamor back in place and cautiously looked up at Sandy’s face but she was still out.

Cautiously lifting herself off of the woman she realized Stanley was no longer inside or behind her. She pushed herself to her feet and stifled a cry of dismay as she saw his body collapsed on the floor. He was still in his Satyr form so she struggled to get him to his hooves and helped him back into his bedroom and onto the bed. She pulled the blanket over him, saw he was out, and stepped outside to close his door.

“Hey.”

Marisa squeaked as she spun to look at the sofa.

Sandy raised her hands in alarm. “Is everything ok?” she asked cautiously.

Heart hammering in her chest, Marisa leaned back against the door. “Yes, you just startled me. You were sound asleep when I went in to check on Stanley- he’s ok,” she said quickly at the woman’s look of concern. “I just heard a noise so I checked it out.”

Sandy’s eyes traveled down Marisa’s lush body and took in the flush on her smooth skin. Then she noticed something… embarrassing. “Uh, you’ve got something…” she murmured as she tentatively pointed down.

Marisa looked down and turned her back on Sandy as she slipped a finger between her thighs. She felt something wet and scooped it out. Looking at her finger she saw it was a large blob of Stanley’s cum. She stared at it, struggling not to suck it into her mouth when her instincts were screaming at her to do just that.

Enough! She pushed the finger away and spun quickly to go into the kitchen to rinse it off. Her outstretched finger caught Sandy’s open mouth as the woman had approached her in concern and was about to speak. Surprised by Marisa’s finger Sandy closed her lips around the digit.

Marisa yanked her finger back but it was too late. Sandy looked at Marisa in shock as she ran her tongue over the stuff left in her mouth. She looked like she was trying to determine what it was when her eyes rolled back. The energy from the wild magic was flooding through a body completely unprepared for it. Marisa caught her and carried her back to the couch.

Humans were generally unaffected by magic as their cells weren’t attuned to the energy. Wild Magic was a new ball game. It didn’t behave like the magic the Hidden Races interacted with. It was… unpredictable.

Marisa held Sandy in her arms and tried to wake her but the woman was caught in the torrent of energy. Her long blond hair was spread out on the sofa like a mane. Marisa’s jaw dropped as the hair began to gleam as if it were freshly washed and in direct sunlight. Then it moved like it was in a gentle breeze. Tentatively Marisa ran her fingers through the hair and Sandy cooed in her sleep. It felt ultra-soft and light between her fingers.

They sat like that on the couch for the next forty minutes as Marisa struggled to think of some way to explain to Sandy why her hair was so shiny and seemed to move on its own.

Fuck! She’d really messed up.

When the woman began to stir, Marisa looked down into Sandy’s eyes as they slowly opened. A slow smile spread across the woman’s face as she looked up at Marisa’s mouth.

“I feel so good in your arms,” Sandy said. Then she tried to open her eyes wider and struggled to do so. “Hoo, I drank too much tonight! My head is spinning!”

“I’ll walk you home,” Marisa said with a relieved smile, earning another one from Sandy.

They stood and put their clothes back on.

“I’ve never been with a woman before. Does this mean I’m a lesbian?” Sandy asked in a daze.

“Are you still attracted to men?” Marisa asked as she buttoned her silk blouse.

Sandy thought about that and how thinking about Stanley gave her tingles in good places. “Yes, yes I am.”

“Then maybe that label isn’t applicable. Better yet, you could do what I do and ignore the labels entirely,” Marisa suggested.

Sandy smiled and put a hand out against the wall to keep her balance.

Marisa gathered up Stanley’s keys and let them out of the condo. They took the elevator to the fourth and Marisa walked her to her door. “I had a lovely time tonight. Thanks, too, for the chili.”

Sandy snorted and looked back at Marisa in awe. “I had… one of the most exciting nights of my life.” She pushed her hair back unconsciously as it was sliding over her neck. “I’m still feeling a little dazed. I’d better get some sleep. Please tell Stanley I was asking after him.”

“I will. Good night.” She leaned forward and gave Sandy a kiss on the lips and felt something caressing her breasts. As she pulled back she saw Sandy’s hair sliding off her silk blouse. The woman appeared to be unaware of it entirely but she was still a little dazed. Hopefully the magic would wear off soon.

Once Sandy went inside Marisa returned to Stanley’s condo and settled in on the couch. She didn’t dare sleep in the same bed as Stanley. She’d hurt him enough tonight.

Sandy tugged off her clothes and dumped them in the bin. She stood before the mirror and ran her fingers over her body feeling a lingering afterglow. She tried to think of how many glasses of wine she’d had but gave up when images of Marisa kept intruding.

My god, she was beautiful and she said Sandy was beautiful too!

She certainly felt beautiful! She ran her fingers through her hair and sighed happily which turned into a yawn. She walked into her bedroom, slipped under the sheets, and turned off the light. She didn’t bother with an alarm as the following day was her day off. It was salon day with Dayshia.

She frowned. She was going to cancel her appointment. She suddenly had no desire to cut her hair.

She closed her eyes and let herself drift off. As she relaxed an image flashed into her mind. It felt like a memory but it had to be a memory of a fantasy or a dream. A large creature was standing before her. Massive horns, long flowing dark hair, he had a powerful chest and strong arms. But the lower half of his body wasn’t clear in her mind.

Except for his massive cock.

Terrifying and exciting, it rose from between his dark thighs demanding relief.

She whimpered in her sleep and the image mercifully went away.

Then she longed for its return.

Camila sat on the sofa staring at her daughter in disbelief and shock. Marisa looked miserable. Granted she glowed with an energy and vitality which made Camila envious, but emotionally the young woman was a wreck.

“I’m so sorry! I never planned for it to happen! I had no idea it could happen! He was asleep! Drugged! I was just having dinner with his neighbor and she was being so sweet. I got caught up in the moment!” she moaned.

“Why did you let her in? Stanley was in his Satyr form!”

“I didn’t let her anywhere near the bedroom. She didn’t see him,” Marisa assured her mother. “She was also drunk when she left so she would have doubted her eyes if she had.”

“But you had sex with him… in front of a Human!” Camila pressed with outrage.

Marisa’s face was filled with shame. “I’m so sorry! I don’t know why he came out-”

“He’s a Satyr! It’s what they do! They’re sexual magnets! A Succubus having sex nearby must have felt like a raging bonfire for Stanley. He couldn’t help but be drawn to you!” Camila explained.

Marisa’s expression of dawning comprehension and grief let her know she’d gotten through finally. Marisa burst into tears and her mother moved to console her. The young woman cried on her shoulder as she rubbed her back.

“Why is Marisa crying?”

The two women jumped at the sound of Stanley’s voice. They saw him in Human form standing in the bedroom door with his bathrobe on. His bruises could still be seen on his chin, neck and arms as they poked out of the sleeves.

“What are you doing up?” Camila said.

“The drugs are making me feel ill. I need to clear my head. Now, why is Marisa crying?” he asserted.

“We had sex last night!” she blurted.

Stanley’s eyes snapped wide. “You didn’t change again, did you? Are you alright? I didn’t hurt you, did I?” he blurted in dismay.

“No! No Stanley. I’m fine, but you were in such pain! I hurt you!” Marisa cried.

He hobbled over and sat next to her as they moved to give him room. “Listen, I don’t remember anything from last night. I certainly don’t remember being in pain. I’m sore now but it isn’t too bad. I want to see if I can endure it. I don’t like how I feel on the pills.”

“There- there’s more,” Marisa sniffed as she held Stanley’s eyes. She saw she had his full attention. “I had sex with Sandy.”

“You fed from Sandy?!? She’s my friend! You don’t get to feed from my friends!” he barked.

“I didn’t seduce her. She was flirting with me! It was sweet and I… let it happen. That’s when you came out of the bedroom and fucked me.”

Stanley pulled back in horror. “She saw me?!? As that!?!”

“No! She passed out when I was bringing her to her release.” Marisa assured her then a guilty look crossed her face and she turned away from him to look directly into the hard look from her mother. She knew her mother saw the guilt.

“What happened, Marisa,” she asked sternly.

“A-after Stanley had sex with me he passed out so I got him back into his room. When I came out Sandy woke up. I had some of Stanley’s cum on my thigh. She noticed and asked what it was.” She closed her eyes at the stressful memory. “I- I might have accidentally made her eat it.” At their outraged cries she continued. “I mean it was an accident. It was on my finger and I turned suddenly and she was in the way so my finger went into her mouth. She swallowed it.”

Stanley was reeling with the latest revelation. He didn’t know what to say or what to do. How was Sandy going to behave around him now? Would they still be friends?”