Once Bitten Ch. 05

"Maybe I will join you after I have showered," Aisha said and looked at me for a beat, "You may show yourself out."

"I hope I'll see you later." I said, slightly surprised at her sudden retreat.

"Oh you shall," she called, then her bedroom door closed.

I got to my feet, and found my swim trunks. That was a bit odd, I thought, a quick fuck. Then she was perfectly fine in disconnecting and carrying on with her day. I remembered that Sammi said I need to give a little back, not just draw energy from my hosts. I pulled a t-shirt over my chest, then looked in the kitchen, and found a pad and pen. I wrote her a quick note, and left my phone number. I honestly hoped she'd call, I felt I could learn from her, then slipped on my flip flops and left her apartment, closing the door quietly.

The hallway was empty, so I leaned against the wall, and pulled out my phone. I pulled up the photo of the building map and oriented myself.

"Some fresh air would be a good idea," I thought, "as would a dip in cool water".

I took a look at my phone and determined the direction to the elevator. The door opened when I got there and a cute freckled girl with short pixie red hair smiled up at me. I nodded in greeting then slid past her into the elevator and turned. She turned back to look at me, completing a full turn as she let her eyes wander. Then she lifted her hand up and waved as the door slid closed.

"Wonder which apartment she was in," I thought to myself.

I realized I had lost track of which day it was. I had to think hard to remember that I showed the new building to Sammi on Monday afternoon. I went home and fell asleep, then woke up to Trish sucking on my cock. I scrubbed through that memory, and recalled meeting with Trish then passing out in the cramped room. That meant that this was Wednesday. Unless I slept longer.

The doors opened and I saw a locked gate to the swimming area. I pulled out my phone and looked at it. I wanted to facepalm when I read Wednesday printed right on the screen.

"Well," I reckoned,"Women don't like me for my brains anyway."

I tapped out the code for the digital lock, and the gate clicked. I pushed myself in, and looked around. The deck was empty, which made sense for a Wednesday morning. I knew it wasn't lunch time yet, but it wasn't far off. I'd take a dip, dry off soaking in the sun, and then get a sandwich at the deli across the street.

I peeled off my t-shirt and laid it out on the back of a chaise, then kicked off my sandals, and put my phone on top. In a fit of pique I took two quick steps then leaped into the air and curled into a cannonball.

I roared as my flesh hit the icy cold water, and suddenly I morphed into my normal form. My gigantic maroon demonic form displaced more water, and gushed a geyser of water into the air. I sunk to the bottom of the pool, and didn't float to the top. I morphed so suddenly to the icy-cold shock it took me a few moments to realize that I was exposed.

"Good thing the deck was empty" I thought to myself, then quickly added the thought, "I hate when my wings get wet."

Realizing I was exposed I carefully rose to the surface of the pool, and looked around the patio area. It was still empty, and I realized that the temperature of the water may have something to do with an abandoned pool deck on a warm sunny day. I needed to dry my wings, so I crawled out on the desk, and staying low to the ground I spread my wings wide, then shook them gently enough to not cause any lift.

I heard an intake of breath, and looked and saw Aisha just outside the gate. Her eyes were wide with shock, and her mouth was opening, and about to scream. I hurriedly pushed out my mundane form, and held up a hand.

"Aisha," I said holding up a hand, "It's just me, ... Rick"

She blinked and shook her head, then cautiously entered the gate. Looking at me strangely.

"Trick," she said in a whisper, "I think you must have had an effect on me, you looked like one of the avatars of my childhood tales!"

I tried to appear nonchalant to not draw any more attention to the morph, and smiled.

"I was, uh, just drying off." I said, then looked for a towel.

She offered me a towel she had over her shoulder. She had dressed in a black one piece swimsuit as she stepped closer she must have stepped into the invisible cloud of pheromones still lingering from my natural form. Her nipples hardened into points, and her mocha-brown flesh flushed. She blinked her eyes and wobbled on apparently weakened knees.

I took the offered towel, then wrapped my arms around her to steady her. My flesh was still dry as was my suit, since I had morphed instantly on contact with the water. She looked at me oddly, her irises dilated from the effects of my pheromones, then returned to normal as the pheromones dissipated in the wind. She felt my flesh, and a look of puzzlement crossed her features.

"Oh, sorry Trick," she said, taking a step back and smiling at me, "I think I must have remembered our earlier encounter. I am confused though, you are already dry."

"Umm," I stammered, "I mean, I was looking for a towel for after I was in the pool. Uhhh.. do we have to bring up our own."

"I often do," she said, but then pointed to a large sign that said, "TOWELS" and a rack of towels warming in the sun, "They have some over there for when we forget."

"Ah right," I said, "New guy."

She looked at me oddly, and then smiled. She went to a chaise and laid out her towel. I ambled over to get a towel and lay it out on the same chaise I had laid my t-shirt. She sat then pivoted, lying out in the brightening sun. Her hair was still damp from her shower, and she relaxed letting the sun heat her flesh.

I looked at the pool, and decided I might test the water. I stood at the edge, then dipped in a toe. It didn't seem near as icy as it was before.

"I hardly swim," Aisha said, "the water is too frigid. But I enjoy soaking in vitamin D."

"Yeah, when I first came up, it was really cold," I said, then lowered my foot in finding the temperature more bearable.

I shifted and lowered down to sit on the edge and dangle in my feet in the pool. It was definitely warmer. I braved catastrophe and slipped into the pool. It was cool, not cold. I wondered to myself if my demonic form had warmed the water. I smiled over at Aisha who was watching me with her customary smile.

"It's actually a nice temperature, not too cold, not too hot." I said and pushed from the wall to tread water.

She shrugged and shifted to stand up and she walked to the side of the pool. She dipped her foot in the pool first, then sat to put in both legs, then slipped into the pool all the way and disappeared under the surface for a moment. She arose shortly after, water streaming down her black sheet of hair. She smiled at me and swam closer to me.

"It is quite nice," she said, "I wonder when they put in a hea..."

Her words drifted off and her eyes got a bit vacant. Her face started to flush and she sighed deeply turning into a soft moan. She reached for me, paddling easily.

"I don't know what it is about you, Trick," she said, pulling herself against me, "You seem to make me always horny."

She kissed me deeply, her legs lifting around my hips. One of her hands around the back of my nec pulled my mouth closer. Her other hand dropped between our bodies and fondled my cock. It was hardening as her fingers outlined the growing shape in my trunks.

I was confused, as I was purposefully trying to not emit any pheromones. Her intimate touches were making that hard, in a few different ways. I kissed her deeply, my hand wrapping around the small of her back as she ground her crotch into the side of my hip.

As I tried to keep treading water, while moving towards the more shallow end, I put together the pieces. I had soaked this pool with my natural pheromones during my earlier dip. They had caused the temperature of the pool to rise, as well as make the whole pool a vat of supercharged incubus pheromones, like adding tea leaves to water.

My toes found purchase on the bottom of the pool, and I twisted to walk towards an edge as Aisha continued to stroke my cock to full attention. She moaned into my mouth, and pressed her breasts against me, rubbing her stiff nipples against my chest through her swimsuit top. Her hand slipped inside the waistband of my shorts and pushed my foreskin back.

I growled as I found the edge of the pool, by this time the water was mid-thigh to me, and waves were swirling around Aisha's bottom. I lifted her up to sit on the edge of the pool. She looked at me with lust filled eyes as she parted the kiss. I grabbed her ankles and spread her legs apart, then lowered my mouth to kiss the top of her mound through her suit.

"Fuck," she said, grinding her hips into me, "We are outside." she said like she suddenly noticed where we were.

I pulled the gusset of her suit to the side, and revealed her dark black bush. My mouth pressed inside and sucked at her engorged labia, then cleaved my tongue between them tasting her extreme arousal. She huffed as she leaned to comb her fingers behind my head, and pressed me to her sex. I looked up while I was licking her to capture her eyes. Her hips bucked and her head tossed back and I felt her cunt clench under my tongue.

I tugged her swimsuit more, exposing more of her sex, and pressed two of my fingers inside, curling up to press into her g-spot. She ground her hips into me as I milked the sensitive spot. My tongue was lapping at her clit, curling to flick the hood back and attack the sensitive bead directly.

"Fuck me Trick," she said, looking down at me, "Take out that monster prick, and make me your whore."

"Cum on my tongue first," I commanded.

Her eyes widened in shock as her body obeyed almost instantly. I was treated with a flood of her juices that I sucked and lapped as my free hand pushed my trunks down to my mid-thigh. I grabbed my cock.

"Good girl," I said, as she shuddered on the edge of the pool.

Her thighs trembled and clamped against my hand. I rose to my feet, stroking my cock, spreading the leaking pre-cum over my glans. She looked down at it and licked her lips. Her thighs opened and she slid her bottom to the edge of the pool. I hooked my fingers into the gusset of her swimsuit, and tore it open. It snapped back leaving her pulsing cunt open. I pressed the tip of my cock between her lips and slowly thrust into her.

She rocked back on her elbows, to arch back, grinding her cunt onto my prick hungrily. She rippled her hips in a gyration as I sunk deeply into her. My hands gripped her hips holding her there, as I started to fuck her with full strokes.

"My god," she gushed, "YES. FILL ME! FUCK ME!" she stared at my eyes, "I am your whore, fucking use me."

I was aware that we were fucking on the side of an open pool. A pool that was probably under surveillance. I ran my arm around her back, and pulled her towards me. Pulling her against me as she ground her hips, driving my cock into her. She wrapped her thighs around me, her ankles anchoring her as she rocked. I stepped back going into deeper water as she continued to work my cock with her amazingly fit core and inner muscles.

"You are a hungry little fuck machine," I growled.

I was content to let her continue to find her pleasure undulating on my stiff prick, until I could stand with her shoulder just above the surface of the water. I turned and pressed her against one of the tiled walls. Once again fully immersed in the pheromone saturated pool, her body flushed and goose pimples rose up on her exposed flesh.

She lifted her arms up, and gripped the edge of the pool stretching them out as her eyes locked on mine. I grabbed her shoulders and held her there then hammered my hips into her. She shuddered and came again, as I powered my prick into her. She kept her hips cycling as I felt her cunt contract and pulse, her ankles pulling me into her with each thrust.

She put one arm around my neck, her mouth open as her moans increased, becoming louder as I fucked her harder. I lowered my mouth to hers, kissing her deeply. She returned the kiss passionately, moaning into my mouth.

"Trick," she gushed, "Fuck, yes... don't stop.. Fuck, more..."

I felt on edge, I felt like I did when I bit Trish. I pushed down the impulse to seal my lips against Aisha's neck and sink my fangs into her flesh. My tongue slid over the tips, and I held myself back from that edge. Barely.

"I'm going to fill you up," I growled instead.

Then I began thrusting hard into her. Aisha was cycling through almost continuous orgasms, her cunt clenching at my root as I buried my cock in deep, and released my load. I could tell she felt the jets of cum streaming into her womb. Her eyes rolled back and she shuddered in a powerful orgasm. I bucked, each jerk sending more of my seed into her. Then I stilled and panted, catching my breath.

She looked at me in amazement, then as the pool waters started to still, her hips began to move again. She started rolling her groin to pull herself back, then drove her cunt back onto my cock. I watched her eyes, as she looked at me lust drunk, her gaze blurry. Her only concern was more of me.

"Oh fuck," I thought to myself, "we need to get out of this pool!"

I pulled her back against me, and waded to the shallow end. She was grinding onto me, her stamina incredible, but I knew she needed rest. I walked up the steps of the pool, and onto the deck. My shorts fell to my ankles and I stepped from them fully nude. I headed to the shower rooms. I desperately needed to get inside and out of view. At any moment someone else might decide to come to the pool deck.

Out of the water, and away from direct contact with the stew of my pheromones still soaking in the pool, she slowed. She hung back from me, looking at my eyes. I smiled and kissed her, pulling her onto my cock to hold her still. I kept her in my arms as I found the door to the showers then slipped us both inside.

Once inside I slowly sat down on one of the wooden benches. She sank down onto me and wrapped her arms around me. Then kissed at my neck.

"You drive me crazy, Trick," she said, "I lost track of how many times I had an orgasm."

She pushed back, then kissed me. Slipping up to her feet as my cock slid from her still pulsing pussy. She looked at me then sank down to her knees. I spread my thighs and her hands grabbed my cock. Her mouth settling over the top and she moaned from the taste. Her tongue lathed over the tip, pressing the foreskin back. She sucked all the remnants of my cum, collecting it and savoring it like it was a sweet delicacy.

"You have this wonderful taste," she said, licking her lips, "Matches your scent, Trick. It just makes me want more of you."

I enjoyed her cleaning me. I was also relieved to feel the level of arousal lower instead of ramping up again. She finally finished and rose up to kiss me. I felt a jolt of energy as she shared her passion with me, understanding this was part of what it meant to feed.

"You ruined my swimsuit," she smiled and ground her bare sex along my deflated cock.

"We will have to shop to find you a new one." I smiled and helped her to stand up.

"You are missing yours completely," she said looking down at my erection with a smile.

"I think it's out on the deck," I said.

"Let me retrieve it for you." she smiled and pulled a towel from the rack, and wrapped it neatly around her waist.

She left and in a moment she returned carrying my damp trunks. She was about to hand it to me, when she pulled them close and pressed her nose into them, inhaling. She smiled as she pulled back and handed them to me. Her eyes drifted into a fog for a moment, then - thankfully - cleared.

"You do have this amazing scent, Trick." she said, then rose on her toes and kissed me softly.

I started pulling on my shorts as she turned to leave the shower room. She stopped at the door, and turned back to me.

"Thank you for your note, Trick," she smiled, "I will put your number in my phone. I shall plan a date for our shopping trip."

"Um... shopping?" I started, then snapped my fingers, "Right, a new suit. I look forward to it."

"Not as much as I," she gushed then left.

I finished pulling up my swim trunks, reaching in to ensure my cock wasn't showing an obscene outline. Then looked in the mirror. Aside from almost overdosing Aisha in the pheromone soaked pool, that went fairly well. I went back out to my lounge and laid in the sun, enjoying the warm sun. I heard my phone chime, and picked it up, looking at the face. It was Sammi.

"Hello," I said, "How is your day going."

"Well," she said, a tinge of irritation in her voice, "Did I mention that the apartment was under observation? I feel like I mentioned that."

"You did," I said, "I'm sorry. I didn't realize that the shock of icy cold water would cause me to morph, nor did I know that apparently my normal form can steep pheromones into pool water."

"Oh," she said, "I didn't know that either. So..." she faded off for a second.

"Aisha has gotten a healthy dose then," she continued, "Seemed she enjoyed herself. We will keep an eye on her. You have to remember though..."

"I know, feed her back some love. I recall. I also need to find more friends," I replied, "I do listen to what you say, Sammi."

"I'll get someone to replace the water in the pool," she said, "I'd appreciate it if you would be careful about fucking the mundanes in public though."

"Of course, Sammi," I said, "apart from Aisha getting dunked in a pool of my stuff, I feel much more in control than before."

"I'd hate to have to sequester you in the enclave." Sammi warned and clicked off.

Author's Note

Hope you enjoyed this chapter. How do you like the length? Future chapters will be about this long, maybe longer. More characters are forming, and Tom/Rick is discovering more about his powers and how to properly care and feed the mundanes.

Your stars, comments and favorites show you are enjoying this story and are a bit help in encouraging me to continue to write.I welcome any constructive feedback.

- Hank