Hellacious Hospitality Ch. 06

Caeli strode sensually towards him, hips swaying seductively, as she matched his actions by hooking her fingers into her panties to shimmy them down her full, round hips. Closing the distance, she reached up to affectionately to stroke Benson's bare chest through his partially unbuttoned shirt. Her hand drifted lower, to find the remaining buttons, unfastening them. She pressed her body into his, smiling as her sensitive breasts flattened against his chest, while reaching her arms around behind him to fully remove his shirt.

"Don't regret a single thing, Ben. You still undersell your worth. I don't mind the drama, it makes things interesting. I like interesting. The important thing is, you keep coming back to me, even through it all. That level of dedication has a way of making a girl feel special," she said, while pushing him back onto the bed and climbing on top of him. "Before you think me truly desperate, trying to seduce you in your moment of grief, this is just some of my sleepwear. I didn't have the chance to dress properly, with all the commotion."

"Well, that's incentive to join you in bed more often."

"If you were to do that, then why would I even need these silly things at all?" She grinned giddily, pressing her bare pelvis into his. Her slit was already damp with arousal, and she started to grind it along his length to get him fully hard and ready. Without stopping, she arched her back to raise her chest off his, and she reached up to pull the curtains of fabric concealing her breasts aside. "So Ben, I'm all yours. Please, show me how you intend to reward my patience."

He reached his hands out to take a firm hold of her wondrous, gravity-defying swells. Her pale skin immediately flushed in her sensitivity. Squeezing them together a bit, he gently blew cool air at her delicate pink nipples, and watched intently as they stiffened in anticipation. Hefting the pillowy orbs, he gently kissed at the engorged buds, and a small shiver of pleasure raced down her spine, which he felt as it caused her to wriggle her hips atop his appreciatively.

So pretty and pink and inviting, he took his attentions a step further, and took one of her teats in his mouth. He sucked at it in a practiced way, his tongue alternately swirling around it or flicking over it in random intervals to keep the bundled nerves on edge, preventing her from becoming too complacent. The other breast he grasped firmly, rolling the soft, supple flesh, digging in with the heel of his palm with just the right amount of force, right at the boundary between pleasure and pain where her senses would kick the feelings into overdrive. He felt his cock become slick with her juices, and she moaned throatily while biting lightly at her lip.

At the moment the roll of her hips became more vigorous, he paused momentarily, leading her to cool down slightly. "What are you doing? Please, don't stop!" she cried out. That was what he wanted to hear, the affirmation of her need. He switched gears and attacked her other breast voraciously, doubling his efforts. For his reward, she began to buck wildly, pressing her desirous heat directly into the slick underside of his shaft. Sensing the time was right, he bit gently at her nipple, pulling back lightly and stretching it out. She gasped aloud, and then immediately flooded his lap.

She collapsed briefly, panting into his chest, before sitting up again, straddling his hips with her moist thighs. She lifted and massaged her breasts gently, mewling with their heightened sensitivity. Even more of her liquid continued to dribble forth from her sopping pussy, and the look upon her face was one of pleasure and shock.

"Where did you learn that technique? The things you knew to do with my body were just... heavenly. Even beyond the pleasures you gave me during our first union. I haven't even taken you inside me, and already, with only my breasts, I'm feeling partially sated."

"You can thank Elena for that. She has something of a complex about hers, so I've been giving them extra attention, so that she learns to feel more at ease with herself. Seems those techniques work just as well on you."

She winced slightly in how sore her breasts had become, but otherwise, she looked pleased with herself. "So is this how you've interpreted my lessons? As permission to bed every nubile-bodied female you come across?" She smirked at him, eyebrow raised.

"For your information, Elena came on to me. It was all because of your advice. I didn't turn her down, because I could see that she was hurting, and this is what she needed to become stronger."

Caeli sighed, but smiled a gentle, satisfied one. "I think I'm starting to like your girlfriend already. How about I pay her back, by leading you through something new to show her?" She swung her leg off him, and sensuously crawled further up the bed, to sit next to his head. She playfully slapped at his jaw, and gave it one smooth stroke towards his shaved chin. "Don't think I didn't notice. Were you hoping for this, perhaps?"

"Despite what you might think, I didn't clean myself up for your sake. But you did inspire me to treat myself better, and that was one of the quickest things I could do to embrace that change."

"Well, for whatever justification you give it, it suits you. For some men, the rugged look favors them. But in you, a clean face projects an open sort of dignity. It's a confident, proud look for you, and it suits my tastes very well. I hope my taste suits you, equally." She giggled openly at her lewd bit of word play, as she maneuvered herself over his face.

As she lowered herself over him, she felt herself stopped, as Benson's hands grabbed her about the waist.

"Oh, did I overreach?"

He shook his head, and returned a wide grin, reveling in just how much this goddess wanted him. That fact was a high he could never come down from. "No. Everything about you - mind, body and soul -- is all worthy of worship. If it's more ways to please you, I'll gladly learn how. It's just - " he let out a pained grunt. " - you almost had me ready to burst down there. So if you could please? It's getting a bit painful, holding it in."

"Oh, this?" She reached back, to give his erection a torturous little squeeze, as she grinned evilly.

He took a deep gulp of air and clenched his muscles tight, fighting back against his body's natural urges. "Yes, please. I can't hold it for much longer. Don't you want it?"

"Maybe I like seeing you squirm more. Payback for leaving me high and dry for all this time." For a momemt, her eyes were alight with devilish fire, and she smirked in a way that emphasized her dangerous-looking pointed fang. But just as quickly, the look passed, and she giggled warmly. "You're amazing. Even like this, you put my pleasure before your own, It's no wonder my body so helplessly lusts after yours. I didn't forget about you. But there's someone else here that I think deserves first shot. Lily, would you do the honors?"

So small, and so quiet, he'd completely forgotten she was still here, yet again. His face grew red, realizing that she'd seen and heard everything up to this point. Occasionally personal things meant only for Caeli's ears.

Caeli extended her arm over towards the nightstand, finger outstretched. The white faerie, not even a foot tall, clumsily grabbed a hold of that finger, and pulled herself up, to perch atop the succubus' hand. She was a little wobbly, clearly caught in a sex-drunk haze, as Rosie had been. She cupped Lily gently in both hands, bringing her close, and lightly kissed her upon her forehead.

"We both owe a lot to this little one. I hear she was instrumental in defeating your attacker. Well done, Lily. Thank you for protecting him. What do you say, Ben? I think she's earned her reward."

"Wait, are you suggesting what I think you are? Me, with her? How would that even work?"

It wasn't that Lily wasn't attractive, and even sexually appealing, because she had those qualities in spades. She had an elegant, lady-like charm about her, at least when she wasn't being so bossy. Almost purely white in coloration, she too possessed a segmented body, not unlike an insect's or a doll's. But unlike Rosie, who he'd met previous, whose body was formed in an exaggerated hourglass physique, Lily's naked form was lithe and graceful, like a fashion model's. Adding to that image, unlike Rosie's wild mop of tomboyish hair, Lily possessed a glorious, sleek cascade of pearlescent, platinum tresses, nearly as long as she was tall, with bangs that fell across her dark eye on one side. A thick ruff of moth-like fur surrounded her neck, and tufted at her wrists, creating a look not too dissimilar from a luxurious mink coat, giving her a high-class sort of appeal.

A human woman of her look and proportions would be regarded as an absolute stunner. But Lily was only a few inches taller than his painfully erect cock.

Caeli just laughed. "I've already gotten her started. She knows what to do next."

Benson shrugged. He owed the little faerie his life. If this was what she wanted, then he wouldn't be the one to deny her.

Caeli let her down at his crotch, and Lily stared wide-eyed at the towering monstrosity before her. It wasn't like he was outrageously endowed, but the reverent look on her face made him feel like a god of virility, and he couldn't help but gain an overwrought sense of pride.

She curiously paced and circled his erection at first, clambering over him to do so, delicately sniffing at it occasionally. She glanced back at Caeli, finding her scent upon it, to which she received a smile and a gentle nod. After that tentative bit of curious exploration, though, Lily's lady-like composure immediately went out the window. She threw herself around his member, wrapping her tiny limbs around it, and lavishing it with all the attention she could give it, in a wild, heated frenzy.

Caeli giggled at the stunned expression that materialized on Benson's face. "You'll find faeries to be very lustful creatures. They're a bit like succubae, but in their small stature, they usually only feed off of the ambient energies dispersed by sex, rather than procure it directly. To that end, their 'pixie dust' has mild aphrodisiac properties. I'm sure it's the case that many springtime fertility rituals were 'inspired' by congregations of faeries, hungering after winter hibernation. Alas, I'm too young. I never got to experience the famed satyr Bacchanalias." she admitted, wistfully, her hand idly petting at her tingling loins at that thought.

Benson merely nodded, so distracted by Lily's enthusiastic ministrations. The feeling of her tiny body rubbing and squirming all over him was almost too much to take in his highly-aroused state. Her firm grasps and squeezes alternated with how her smooth, chitinous body glided around him, lubricated with Caeli's wetness. There was a velvety quality to her touch, as he realized her body was covered in a very fine layer of fur. Now covered in sticky liquid, that fuzz matted to her carapace, and distinct hardened points at her nipples became visible, which she seemed to like dragging and flicking against the veiny underside of his cock. His sensitive organ liked that, too. It twitched and pulsed under Lily's attentions.

"Alright, I think she's got a handle on things, wouldn't you agree? So that brings us back to where we left off..." Caeli licked her lips and lowered herself back over Benson's face, and he wasted no time in beginning to lap at her sopping folds. Her warm, musky nectar coated his tongue. Sharp and bitter, but with a sweet floral aftertaste. His tongue traced along her slit, teasing the delicate pink petals of her labia.

She moaned in appreciation, as she took hold of the back of his head to help hold his head against her. He slurped loudly, savoring every drop of her profound deliciousness as she keenly rocked her hips over his face. "Ooh, that's it. You're a natural," she moaned, breathily. He placed long, probing licks, fully along the length of her slit, forcing his way inside slightly. Each stroke of his tongue finished with a light kiss at the brilliant pink bud of her gleaming clitoris, and she squeaked delightedly each time he did so.

Beginning to pant, she shifted her weight slightly, placing a hand between her legs to spread herself wide. "Now, deeper. I need to feel you inside me."

He obliged, thrusting his tongue into her wet cavern, swirling his tongue around to probe at her tender walls. Caeli's moans grew louder and more intense.

Meanwhile, Lily had him nearing completion. She had her breasts pressed against his sensitive head now, sliding up and down along it while taking long, probing licks at his slit with a long, proboscis-like tongue. The narrow appendage actually managed to slide inside him painlessly, triggering nerves and pleasure centers he didn't even know he had as she raked it in and out, as if she were feeding from a flower. As his member tensed, Lily only had a brief moment to extricate herself before he came in an intense torrent, the bucking of his hips throwing the faerie off her feet and toppling her onto his belly, before dousing her in a river of thick semen.

In his orgasm, he groaned deeply, his hot breath escaping and tickling at Caeli's insides. That raw sexual energy flooded and suffused her, and she too, wailed in ecstasy as her nethers unleashed a new wave of her juices that splashed all over Benson's face and neck. In her own release, she threw her head back, and let that momentum carry her so that she flopped backwards onto the bed, cognizant enough not to crush Lily in the act.

Breathing deeply, her gaze turned aside, to observe the quivering wet puddle heaped atop Benson's abdomen. She reached across to scoop it up, the faerie within too weak and weighed-down to properly stand. "So, Lily, how did you enjoy your first taste of a man?". The little creature feebly raised her arms, observing the white goo sluicing off them with a mild look of revulsion. But that expression quickly shifted into a blissful smile, as her hands further roamed her body, squeezing the viscous liquid against her shapely breasts and the juncture of her thighs. She chirruped happily, a barely audible sound.

"Say 'thank you' Lily." Caeli said, carrying the soggy lump of a creature closer to Benson's face. With complete disregard to her sloppy state, she opened her arms wide to lay a full-bodied hug across his cheek, and gave gave him a light peck on the cheek. He blushed, while simultaneously sneering in disgust, his face now splattered with his own cum.

Caeli sat up from her backwards position, pointedly brushing her feet over Benson's face and kicking him lightly in the jaw lightly as she did so. She laughed as he grunted and groaned at her assault, but made up for her violence by leaning over to sensually lick the warm liquid from his face, before continuing on to place Lily back on the side table, where she promptly yawned, and curled up into a slimy little ball to fall asleep. The sight was disgusting, sexy, and unbelievably cute all at the same time. Caeli returned to lay next to him, staring deeply into his eyes.

"You continue to impress me, Ben. I know that, even for you, the male ego is especially susceptible to over-inflation in situations like this, but I tell you the truth. I'm genuinely moved by the affections you shower me with each and every time our bodies collide. Even with all the distractions standing in your way, even the ones placed there by me, your soul never wavers, continuing to resonate deeply with my own."

Her tender, heartfelt admission had him all fired up again, and he quickly rolled on top of her, pinning her to the bed, returning her intense gaze.

"You give me too much credit. You're my one true inspiration. You've shown me how much love you've given to those in your care, and you deserve to receive some in return. You were right. I was bitter, and disillusioned with the world because so much of it seemed lacking in that regard. But you showed me how to find it, and nurture it. I've seen how much good that can do, and not just for me. There are no words adequate enough to thank you for that."

Her gaze turned down as a hungry smile crept at the corners of her lips, as she clearly understood his intent. His still rigid member hung over the entrance to her molten nethers.

"I've been unfair to you, to keep you waiting for so long. In fact, this is twice now that I've done that to you. Despite how long I've kept you waiting, you even let Lily go first. That's proof of your generosity. It must have been hard for you. Let's not make you wait any longer."

Holding her tenderly, he plunged straight into the depths of her awaiting vagina. She purred deeply in satisfaction, the sound reverberating in his chest as he held her close.

"Oh gods, yes! How my loins yearned to feel your touch." Tears began to bead up in the corners of her eyes, and then flowed freely.

"Caeli? What did I do? You're crying again. I'm so sorry."

"Don't be. These are tears of happiness, and I share them with you openly. Your feelings, they surge through me. The love you give to others, amplified, all focused through me. It's exquisite. Give it to me, all of it, until I can't take anymore!"

"God, you're so beautiful." There were no more distractions. No thoughts of other women. Only Caeli, and she deserved every ounce of affection he could muster. He raised his hips, slowly withdrawing from her, watching the anticipation build on her tearful face before slamming back into her with as much force as he could muster, driving himself into her as deeply as possible. Her eyes rolled back, a heady moan escaping from her throat.

"Yes! YES! More! Harder!" she shrieked, as he hammered her wet and willing pussy with all the force of a sledgehammer. Keeping such pace was rough and difficult, but he prevailed. He powered through that discomfort, because it was all for her sake.

She clamped her inner muscles hard around him, eagerly devouring his powerful manhood, but she was so slick and wet that there was no resisting his vigorous thrusts as he easily slid in and out of her, her efforts only serving to increase her sensitivity tenfold. She wailed unintelligibly now, losing herself entirely to the pleasure.

Benson's own breathing began to slow, as he began to take long, deep breaths to calm his boiling blood and preserve his erection as long as possible. He matched the rhythm of his hips to that action, making long, deep arcing motions, in an attempt to hit her G-spot. It took a few clumsy strokes to find the right reaction, but she was soon bucking her hips wildly in abandon, her limbs flailing impotently as she struggled to hold on to his strong body.

Eventually, she found her strength and coordination to tightly wrap her arms and legs around him, holding his body down like a trap.

For all her wanton howling, her actual orgasm was peaceful, as her hips quivered around his member for just a moment, before her limbs suddenly went slack again and she fell back against the bed, a mere mewling whimper passing her lips. Sliding free of him with a wet squelch, a sticky trail of semen oozed from her pussy, and he collapsed beside her.

She lay there silently, eyes closed, an idle, contented smile upon her lips. He stared at her naked form intently, watching the mesmerizing rise and fall of her large, firm breasts. He reached across her body and gave them each a gentle squeeze. The smile on her face crept wider, and she arched her back subtly to thrust her bosom into his hands more purposefully.

She was so perfect. Kind, sexy, and beautiful. Confident. Enchanting. Intelligent. Bold. Everything about her was deserving of worship, so how could he have ever considered leaving that all behind?