Twelve
I was sitting in the dark with my head in my hands, elbows resting on my desk, when someone knocked on my door. The urge to shout ‘go away’ was overwhelming. A lot of things were going on right now. I needed a little bit of respite.
Instead I opted for total silence.
Maybe if I just sat there without moving a muscle or making a sound, whoever it was trying to barge into my private space would just fuck off and let me have more than thirty minutes of alone time.
My mind kept replaying the scene in the graveyard over and over.
I had a gun in my hand, my finger on the trigger, pointed at the man responsible for Hannah’s death and my own dismemberment. Hindsight being what it was I now knew that a bullet wouldn’t have done shit against his magical shields, but I didn’t know that back then. Should I have pulled the trigger? Did I make the right choice, sparing him for the good of the city? I wasn’t sure.
Someone knocked again, more insistently this time.
“Go away!” It just slipped out. Now whoever it was knew I was here. Damn. The knocking came faster and faster until at last I pushed up from my seated position and stormed to the door, yanking it open and shouting, “What?”
Standing before me was a freshly showered Selene. Only now she was wearing a black trench coat and high heels. I’d never seen the officer in anything other than her patrol uniform, much less with a full face of makeup. Her voice came out as a shocked whisper as she said, “Oh,” and took a slightly stumbling step backwards, nearly slipping on her heel. I reached out and caught her, but not before she let go of the front of her coat in her bid to catch herself.
The coat fell open to reveal what she was wearing underneath.
A set of lacy lingerie from right out of Tabitha’s closet. I never had any complaints about Tabitha’s breast size, but I had to admit that Selene filled out this particular set nicely. She had nothing on Io, but then most women didn’t. Her abs were taut from her own apparent nervousness, and the lacy panties she was wearing hugged her hips so tight I figured there’d be indents when I removed them.
I blinked. When had I decided I was going to remove them?
In a way, I hadn’t. The fact that she had shown up here wearing Tabitha’s clothes, smelling like Tabitha’s shampoo, meant I had my werewolf girlfriend to thank for Selene showing up here like this. Tabby despised makeup, and I recognized that shade of red lipstick as one that Io had left on my balls on more than one occasion, meaning Io had helped her get all dolled up. And showing up in a trenchcoat wearing nothing but lingerie and high heels? That was something Euna had been talking about doing for me but we had never gotten around to it yet.
My girls had chosen her for me. Considering our psychic connection, I knew it was not quite that simple. They were merely acting on urges I already had, even if I wasn’t fully aware of them yet. Either way, they had chosen wisely.
A slight growl escaped me as the coat flaps fell open to reveal the curvaceous and enticing canvas underneath, and all these thoughts fluttering between my ears all added up to the same conclusion.
I was going to undress her, if that was what she came here looking for.
To protect her modesty, I guided her inside my office and closed the door, flicking on the lights. I didn’t let my eyes linger on her just yet, because I wanted to hear her say this was what she wanted, but damn was it difficult.
“What are you doing here?” I asked, surprised to hear that all the hostility had fled from my voice in an instant.
Selene’s blush gave way to a small triumphant smile. We both knew she had me.
“It’s a bit of a story actually,” she said at length, pulling her trench coat off and moving awkwardly to the desk. Far from being a turn-off, I found her stumbling in the high heels to be cute. Not only because it made her ass jiggle as she struggled to hold herself upright, but also because it meant she was putting herself out of her comfort zone to intrigue me. That amount of effort made me feel like she really wanted this. But I wanted to be certain.
“I’d love to hear it,” I admitted openly. “Consider me your captive audience. For now.”
Selene leaned against the edge of the desk and propped herself up with her hands. “Well let’s see. After you stormed off, Hannah and your girls got to brainstorming what could be wrong. Which is when I remembered something. Ugh, I can’t stand these heels. They’re impossible to keep my balance in. I’m sure you can guess that they were Euna’s idea. Do you mind if I take them off?”
My eyes traced up and down her beautiful figure and I shook my head. “If you’re here for what I think you’re here for, leave them on. You can scoot back on the desk so the heels aren’t on the floor. If you’re only dressed like that to get my attention though, they can come off.”
Selene looked pleased by my answer.
The heels stayed on. She crossed her legs and leaned in slightly, squishing her cleavage slightly to show off what that bra was barely concealing.
“Do you remember what week it is?”
My temporary good mood dissolved and I started to turn away.
“Hey, no. Look at me. Look at this. I volunteered, but this was a group effort, champ. Your girls went all out here. I’m…not normally the most confident woman on the planet but even I have to admit that they made me look good.” She reached up to cup her own breasts and jiggled them like she could scarcely believe they were hers. She really did look absolutely incredible. But then she had to start talking again and almost ruined it. “I know this is a difficult topic, so I want you to look right here,” she pointed to her tits stuffed into a too-small bra, “and just let me get through this little speech, okay?”
Pinching the bridge of my nose a little and sighing, I looked back at her. Admittedly, her body was so perfectly shaped and she was showing it off with so few reservations that I found it hard to look away this time.
“I know this time of the year is difficult for you, Ryan, and I know why even better than you think. Hannah was my friend too. She was closer to me than a sister. Losing her felt like,” she took a deep breath, her chest rising and falling so dramatically that one of her nipples almost popped out of the bra they were stuffed into, “it felt like back in the graveyard. Remember when all the light and warmth faded from the world and we were left in this black-and-white hellscape? That’s what it felt like when she died. Like I was trapped in limbo, unsure of how to move on.”
I glanced down at the ground and winced. Painful as it was, she had the right of it.
Back in the hospital when I first learned Hannah died, it was like someone flipped a switch inside my brain and the whole world had lost saturation. Flowers didn’t smell as sweet. Food didn’t taste as good. Life had lost its flavor. Or maybe it was better to say that I had lost my taste for life. Either way, I knew all too well what Hannah was saying.
“I know how hard it can be around this time of year, this close to the anniversary of your accident. So, I thought of a way to help. This was my idea,” Selene finished softly, using her hands to indicate her all dolled up and ready-to-fuck self.
Even in spite of the incredibly beautiful naked women in front of me, my eyes drifted up toward the dark ceiling and my breath came out a little heavier than usual.
“Selene, that’s very sweet. You’re an incredibly beautiful woman, don’t get me wrong, but I’m not sure that sex with a stranger is the right way to take my mind off things.” She was silent for a moment, so I looked down to see her rising up from the desk. Gone was the awkward stumbling. Now she moved with a fluid confidence that I found eerily familiar.
“What about sex with someone you know very, very well? Would that do the trick?” Hannah asked suggestively, reaching up to pull off the bra Selene’s tits were still stuffed into. The moment they dropped out, nearly every last ounce of my willpower faded to a distant memory. Except for one little droplet.
“Wait. Is Selene okay with this?” I asked immediately.
Hannah nodded solemnly. “Like she said, Ryan, this was her idea. Tabby provided the clothes, Io did her makeup and hair, Euna got her the coat and heels and gave us some pointers on where she thought you’d want to take us, and I agreed that it’s been a really long time since we’ve seen each other and it’d be really nice to reconnect,” her eyes drifted to my crotch, where my dickprint was growing increasingly obvious by the second, “but ultimately this was Selene’s idea. And for the record, she’s still here right alongside me. We will both feel everything you do to us. We’re both looking forward to feeling that monster of yours split us open. She’s just a little bit too nervous to be the one with her hands on the wheel right now. But I promise, she wants you almost as much as I do.”
Apparently that was all the explanation Hannah had the patience for, because after that she pushed off the desk and strode to me, pressing Selene’s lips to mine with an urgency that felt a little surreal.
It was another woman’s lips exploring mine with such urgency, another woman’s breath hot against my neck, and another woman’s hands tearing my clothes off and reaching down to feel how hard another woman’s tits were making me.
But it was Hannah all over again. Still the same handsy and vibrant lover she had been in college. She was all over me just like she always used to be.
Before I was fully caught up with what was happening, she was on her knees and pulling me out of my pants, gliding my cock into Selene’s throat like an absolute champ. She was certainly not able to take as much as Io was, but she was putting Tabitha to shame by sheer effort alone. This was no half-assed blowjob mind you. This was I-missed-you head. Sloppy, deep, and desperate. She had my whole head and maybe a third of my shaft soaked in no time.
Hannah was holding onto my cock with both hands, ramming it down her throat like if she just tried a little harder she could ignore the laws of physics and make more room than there was. Red lipstick marks formed a border around the point she could not go past, and mascara ran down her cheeks as she seemed intent on trying to force it deeper. Not that the gagging sounds she was making weren’t hot as fuck, but I cradled the back of her head and guided her more gently and rhythmically.
“Easy girl. I missed you too. Come on, babe, slow down. It’s not going anywhere. You can take your time with me.”
Hannah, or maybe Selene, looked up at me and kept working my shaft like she was afraid I might get up and leave. That I could not allow.
I pulled her off my cock, ignoring her protests, and plucked her from the ground.
“Ryan, wait, I wasn’t done sucking-”
“Shhh. It’s been way too long since I’ve seen you. Come here,” I cleared a stack of paperwork and some odds and ends off my desk and set her cute ass right down. With the wrist rotation I grew lamia-like claws on my right hand and shredded her panties apart.
She gasped quietly as I folded her legs up in the air and guided my thick cock up to her wet pussy, teasing her entrance and sliding my head up and down between her lips while she let her head fall back to the desk with a trembling ‘oh’ of pleasure and acceptance.
“This is probably going to hurt,” I warned her.
“It’s okay Ryan,” Hannah promised. “Selene’s been looking forward to this. We both have.” She held Selene’s legs open wide, giving me a perfect view of her gorgeous tits, and winked at me. “Remember that thing we were always trying to do?” She stuck her tongue out suggestively in an effort to remind me.
A smile broke across my face. Back before our accident, Hannah and I had been trying to see if I could pull out and get my cum to land on her tongue. We tried several times but I kept shooting over her head, coating her tits, or nailing her in the eyes. I never managed to hit her tongue, and I hadn’t tried with any of the other girls yet.
“Bet. This time we’ve got it for sure,” I said with a grin, teasing my head back and forth across Selene’s tight little cunt and letting her feel how well she soaked it with her mouth before I slid my cock inside her.
She was soaking wet, and tight as hell at first, but as she started cumming and adjusting to my size it only got easier and easier to drive myself deeper with each thrust.
Her grip was insane. Every time I slid out, her lips clung to my shaft like all they wanted was for me to bury it right back inside her and leave it there, balls deep. But I was too big to make it fit quite that deep just yet. That would take time to hammer out. Time I’d be more than happy to dedicate, now that I knew how Selene and Hannah felt about it.
Their moans filled my office for a long, long while, and each orgasm that racked her body seemed to make it harder for Hannah to stay in possession momentarily. I found a fun way to entertain myself as I worked my way deeper was to make Selene cum so hard that Hannah partially ejected, then wait until Hannah’s phantom-form was almost settled back in Selene’s body to thrust myself just a bit deeper than before.
More than once, I managed to hit just the right spot and make her squirt all over my shaft using that method.
When she could comfortably accommodate a little over half of my length, I filled my hands with her gorgeous breasts and winked at her, telling her to, “Hold on,” before I let go of any reservations about going slow or making it last.
By then we had spent easily over forty-five minutes just getting to this point, and my balls were aching from how closely I’d been timing things before I’d lay off and give my dick, and her pussy, a breather before we got back to it. I wanted that final moment to count, and I wanted to hit her right on the tongue when it happened.
A satisfied groan escaped me as I slid myself halfway inside her and felt her cervix slam into my head. Used to be an impact like that would leave my head bruised for a few days. And back then Hannah had had an IUD that fucking hurt when I rammed into it. But with Tabitha’s healing factor, the bruising would be gone in an hour or two nowadays.
Not so for Selene, sadly. But judging by the puddle she was sitting in and how much sweat we had worked up I really don’t think she minded too much.
“Stick your tongue out,” I instructed.
Hannah’s phantom form was barely hanging on by a thread when I said it, but she dropped back down to merge with Selene and instantly complied.
I rode her pussy like I stole it, picking up speed and forcing my way deeper and deeper until I felt something stir in my balls. My vision lost focus for a second as it started, and I rammed myself even deeper than before once (try three times) before I was forced to pull out.
Yanking it out of her now-gaping pussy and laying every inch of it over her, my cock fired off so hard that the first blast coated the roof of her mouth and wrapped around her cheek. The second string splattered her left breast and completely coated the nipple. The third fired way over her head and the fourth nailed her right eye.
But the fifth coated her tongue exactly like we’d wanted it to all those years ago.
Hannah drifted up out of Selene’s body looking a little woozy and gave me a wink.
“Looks like you hit the mark, hero. I knew I chose well.”
Selene moaned out something unintelligible about how badly she needed that, and I collapsed into one of the chairs situated before my desk and just took a moment to just breathe.
“Fuck, that felt good,” I confessed.
There was a slight rapping at the door and the handle jiggled slightly, causing my heart to rise up to my throat as I feared some random worker, or worse, my boss, might come in, but then the door swung open to reveal…
Lana.
She sped into the office with an excited look on her face that quickly dissipated as she took in the sight of Selene laying on my desk with my cum still dripping off her face and chest. The little fairy girl blinked in shock and her wings lost some of their glimmer as she looked from me to Selene repeatedly.
“Oh,” she said in a voice that was small even by fairy standards. “I-I can come back later. Just thought I’d let you know I met with my contact in central park. But, I’ll just tell you about it at the briefing.” Lana’s wings drooped dejectedly and she buzzed out of my office without closing the door.
I stepped over and closed the door firmly before turning back around to face Selene.
“So…ready for round two?”