1. The Succubae Seduction: Chapters 10-14


    Date: 11/13/2016, Categories: Fantasy, Erotica, Author: SSelxuyt, Rating: 83.3, Source: sexstories.com

    religious people. It feels as if my skin doesn’t fit well, and that at any moment, someone is going to show up and start judging every bit of my past. “I don’t recall seeing you here, before,” a deep voice, sounds behind me. I turn to see a man with a deep tan and brown eyes. From the way the two women start to unconsciously preen, I’m guessing that with his ruggedly chiseled face and flowing brown hair, he must be quite attractive. “AnnaBelle invited us,” I say, offering the man my hand. Already I don’t like this man, but I can’t place my finger on exactly why. “I’m Lyden, and these lovely women are Becky and Lisa.” The man grips my proffered hand in a powerful grip, shaking it firmly. “I’m Reverend Michael Chilton, parishioner of this humble flock.” Okay, I’m beginning to know why I don’t like this man. His eyes are hard, and even though they are on me, it’s obvious that his attention is on my girlfriends. From the flush in their cheeks, they’re noticing the attention as well. “Well, welcome, and I hope you enjoy. Any chance we’ll see you in our service tomorrow?” Before I have a chance to respond, he turns and sees AnnaBelle approaching. “Ah, well I see our sweet AnnaBelle is returning. Please let me know if I can answer any questions for you.” He takes the women’s hands and bends over each. I can’t miss how each woman’s flush deepens. “That man is the most humble and pious man I’ve ever met,” AnnaBelle says as she comes back to us. I grunt noncommittally, not wanting to ...
    say what I really think about the reverend. “Food is served,” she then says, turning to us. We follow her up to one of the tables, and wait for a prayer to be said for the food. I’m not sure if it’s just the mood I’m in, or if it’s something else, but the blessing seems to drag on as thanks is given for everything under the sun, and there are no less than three references to Reverend Michael. We serve ourselves, and then head over to a picnic table, where AnnaBelle and another young couple join us. The conversation turns inevitably towards the high and mighty Reverend Michael. It doesn’t take long until my appetite is shot. What is it about that man that has everyone all atwitter? The end of the picnic can’t come quick enough, but thankfully it does end. AnnaBelle walks us back to Becky’s car. “I hope to see you in service tomorrow,” the religious woman says. Religion can be a great thing, I know, but I have no intention of coming to the great and humble Reverend Michael’s service. I watch curiously, as Annabelle’s face drains of color and her mouth drops open. I turn to follow her gaze, and feel my heart plummet. It can’t be, my first thought sluggishly moves through my mind. What happened? No! I won’t accept it! I was just getting better. I was just starting to be able to go most of a day without thinking about her. Angela is holding her side, blood obviously seeping through her fingers. She is still in her punk guise, but I can see where her nose and eyebrow rings have been ...
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