The Confessor Pt. 02

"Is that all you have, Samuel?" Nadine taunted.

Samuel gritted his teeth and redoubled his efforts, driving his hips into her so violently that the chair underneath them shifted a little with each thrust. Finally, Nadine began to respond to his movements with low moans escaping her lips each time he drove himself into her.

"Yeees," she cooed, "much better, Samuel."

Frustratingly enough, Samuel found himself enjoying Nadine's pleasure. Her feminine moans, and the way she closed her eyes and dragged her teeth across her bottom lip gave him a strange kind of satisfaction. He wanted more. He wanted to make her react for him. He wanted to make her scream his name as she climaxed.

But his body wouldn't cooperate.

Already, Samuel felt himself on the verge of another orgasm, and he groaned in frustration as his thrusts began to falter.

"No, Samuel. Don't stop," Nadine whined. "Keep fucking me."

When Samuel failed to respond, a devilish grin spread across her face.

"Come on, Samuel. Fuck me like I fucked Delilah."

Samuel glared at Nadine, but that only made her grin more broadly. Once again the mad lust overtook him, and he began thrusting into Nadine more forcefully than before, doing his best to ignore his impending climax as she tightened around his member.

"Yes... Yes, Samuel. Fuck me... Fuck me just like that. Fuck me just like I fucked your wife..." Nadine breathed through her moans of pleasure.

"Shut up," Samuel growled through gritted teeth as his climax grew closer and closer.

"Make me," she said with a smirk. "Make me your woman and I'll shut up. Come on, Samuel. Make me cum. Make me cum, Samuel. Make me cum!"

He couldn't take it any longer. The pace he had chosen to try and conquer Nadine was too much for him to maintain. After three more very unsteady thrusts, he climaxed for the second time to the sound of Nadine's laughter.

"Oh well," she said in an oddly conciliatory tone, "at least you tried, Samuel. It felt good though; you have a pretty nice cock." Samuel lurched forward and practically collapsed on top of her. "But we really need to work on your stamina."

Taking that as another taunt, Samuel made himself start thrusting again.

"Wait, Samuel. Slow down," Nadine said laughingly as she slid her legs off his shoulders to wrap them gently around his waist. "I was just teasing you earlier; there's no need to rush. Take your time, sweety."

Sweety? Samuel thought to himself.

The word sounded odd coming out of Nadine's mouth; especially when it was directed at him.

Nadine placed her arms around his neck, "Come on, Samuel," she said in a lustful tone, "Make love to my pussy."

She then began slowly gyrating her hips beneath him, causing his member to slowly move in and out of her body. Samuel obeyed and began gently thrusting into her in time with her movements.

"Good," she cooed. "Just like that; slowly."

For what felt like several minutes Samuel lost himself in the various sensations of Nadine's body. She hugged him tightly with her soft thighs, rocking them slowly in time with his thrusts. He groped her round behind and pressed his face into her soft breasts. Even the sounds of her low throaty laughter was arousing to him.

When he turned away from her breasts, he found her face barely inches away from his as they gazed into each other's eyes. Their lips gently grazing each other as they continued their lovemaking. After a moment, Nadine began nipping at his bottom lip and darting her tongue into his mouth with a playful look in her eye.

"Kiss me, Samuel," she urged. "I really like to be kissed."

Without waiting for him to respond, Nadine closed the short distance between them herself and captured him in a slow passionate kiss. Her tongue was so much larger than his that he almost felt emasculated as she forcefully crowded it against his own. But he couldn't help but moan in pleasure and satisfaction at the feeling of their entwined mouths.

The skillful movements of Nadine's tongue in his mouth stood in stark contrast to his fumbling attempts to reciprocate. But she proved to be a very patient lover, gently entangling his tongue with her own as if she meant to teach him how to use it.

Sex with Nadine was like a drug to Samuel. So much so that he found himself forgetting all the things he had hated about her up until that point; they all seemed so trivial in the face of her raw eroticism. Despite her earlier urging to go slowly, Samuel found his thrusts coming faster and faster as he felt the beginnings of yet another climax.

Nadine moaned into his mouth and tightened her grip on his body appreciatively, and Samuel moaned in return as he began ramming himself into her.

She broke the kiss and stared up at him with her piercing blue eyes.

"Cum, Samuel," she whispered lustfully. "Mark me with your cum again. Give me more. More!"

When Samuel was finally on the verge of his climax, a moan that he could no longer contain escaped his lips. But it was quickly stifled when Nadine covered his mouth with her own, kissing him deeply as his seed surged into her body. This time his climax stole all of the strength from his body, and he found himself sliding off of Nadine to lay on the floor on his back. However, she followed him all the way down, never once breaking her kiss with him.

Samuel could feel his member softening after being made to climax three times in a row, but the erotic movements of Nadine's tongue in his mouth, and the soft weight of her body as she mounted him were just enough to cause a stirring within him one last time.

Feeling his member come to attention again, Nadine slowly broke the kiss and rose up to straddle him.

"The Goddess has many gifts to offer, Samuel," she said as she once again enveloped him with the soft warmth of her body. "All that She asks for in return is that you love Her and yield to Her." Nadine began rocking her hips rhythmically as she gazed down at him. "Do you love the Goddess, Samuel?"

"...Yes," Samuel said absently as he slid his hands up her thighs to squeeze her soft behind while she rode him.

"Do you yield to Her?" she asked.

"...Yes," he replied as he closed his eyes, lost in pleasure.

"And do you yield Delilah to Her?" she asked him expectantly, her pace slightly quickening.

Samuel didn't answer. Even though he had done his best to try and be a better servant to the Goddess, his love for Delilah still took precedence. Noticing his hesitance, Nadine took one of his hands off of her behind and brought it up to cup her breast.

"Samuel, to give to the Goddess is to gain Her blessing. By yielding Delilah, you gain a stronger bond with her in return." She looked at him with deep affection in her eyes and added, "And you also gain me."

Nadine leaned down so that her face was barely an inch from his, and stared directly into his eyes as she rode him.

"You can have us both, Samuel," she breathed as she began moving her hips more quickly. "We can be a family. Doesn't that sound nice, Samuel? The three of us together. In love with each other?"

Nadine abandoned the slow rocking motion of her hips and began roughly bouncing them up and down so hard that a loud slapping sound reverberated through the room with each impact.

"All you have to do is yield, Samuel! Yield to the Goddess! Yield to me!"

At some point, Samuel stopped listening to the words Nadine was saying. He may or may not have nodded his head in reply to her questions, but the majority of his attention was on the sensation of his member sliding in and out of her as she slammed her hips into him.

"Mine... Mine!" he heard Nadine growl as he felt his climax drawing near again. "Give it," she demanded. "Give all of it to me! Yield to me!!"

He couldn't have disobeyed her if he wanted to. The practiced movements of her hips were more than he could handle and, once again, Samuel released his seed into Nadine's warm soft body. Nadine leaned down and he felt her tongue enter his mouth again as she gave him a long deep kiss. She continued to move her hips gently, but the narcotic effect of his forth climax, and the gentleness of her kiss, claimed his consciousness and he drifted off to sleep beneath her.

***

He awoke to the sound of Nadine's moans and Delilah's laughter.

When he opened his eyes he saw the two of them in his chair. They were both completely naked, and Delilah was straddling Nadine in the same way that Nadine had been straddling him. He only belatedly realized that Nadine was using the spear as Delilah bounced up and down in her lap laughing joyfully as she did so.

"You like that, don't you Nadine," she asked as she looked down at her new lover. "You like the way my pussy feels on your cock?! You love the way I fuck you?!"

"Yes," Nadine breathed as she reached around to fondle Delilah's behind.

"I've gotten better at it, haven't I?!" Delilah continued. "My tight little pussy is too much for you now, isn't it?!"

She sounded as if she didn't care whether or not Nadine answered. It was as if her own vulgarity was just as pleasurable to her as the feeling of Nadine's Spear.

Nadine only moaned helplessly in return, seemingly overwhelmed by the sheer intensity of Delilah's assault. The way she moved in Nadine's lap caused his mouth to hang open in surprise; she looked wild and untamed as she impaled herself on the Spear. The seductive way she moved her hips looked surprisingly skillful, and he couldn't help but notice how often Nadine would squirm underneath her, and the unending moans of pleasure that escaped her throat.

Nadine's slack expression of pleasure began to gradually twist into a grimace, and he thought for a moment that something Delilah was doing was hurting her. But then he realized that it wasn't pain that she was feeling.

"Gonna cum again?" Delilah asked with a kind of smug satisfaction.

Then she took a fist full of Nadine's hair and forced her to look upward.

"Go ahead," she said, then she plunged her tongue into Nadine's mouth, giving her a deep passionate kiss as she drove her to a powerful orgasm.

Delilah continued to gently rock her hips as if she were trying to prolong Nadine's pleasure as much as possible, then she rose off of the chair and knelt in front of her.

"I've gotten good at this, too, haven't I Nadine?" she asked as she took the Spear, still slick with her own juices, into her mouth down to the base.

Nadine cooed in pleasure and closed her eyes as Delilah's head began to move up and down on the Spear. He could see her toes curl as loud sucking noises started coming from Delilah's mouth as she pleasured her.

Can... Can she feel it? Samuel thought to himself in disbelief.

Though he could think of no other explanation for the way Nadine was reacting to Delilah putting her mouth on the Spear.

Just as with the movement of her hips, the way Delilah serviced Nadine's Spear could only be described as skillful. The ease with which she took the entire length of it into her throat, the way her tongue occasionally peaked out of her mouth to offer a small teasing lick, and the little twisting motion she did with her head and hands all filled him with a strong desire.

A very strong desire.

You can have us both, Samuel.

Nadine's words came back to him as he looked at Delilah's invitingly naked body barely a foot away from him. From the day he had met her he had thought that she was the most beautiful woman alive, and from the day he had married her he had wanted to show his love for her; to embrace her as his wife. His and his alone.

But maybe he had been wrong to want to keep her for himself. Maybe this was the lesson that the Goddess had been trying to teach him all this time.

...to give to the Goddess is to gain Her blessing. By yielding Delilah you gain a stronger bond with her in return...

And maybe Nadine was the one she had sent to teach him that lesson. Maybe everything he wanted and more was right in front of him. Maybe all he had to do was take it.

All you have to do is yield.

...Yes, he thought to himself. I will yield.

If it meant that he could finally be with Delilah after all he had been through, he would do anything.

Samuel slowly rose to his knees as Delilah began to suck the Spear more vigorously, causing Nadine's head to loll back as she sighed in pleasure. He approached Delilah from behind, admiring the contours of her slender back and reached a hand out to fondle her round behind. But just as his hand came into contact with her body, Delilah whirled around and swatted his hand away so hard that it actually hurt.

"What are you doing!?" she hissed with a frown of confusion on her face.

"Delilah...What-" he began, but she didn't wait for him to finish.

"Nadine, didn't you tell him?" she asked as she turned back to Nadine who had been watching them with pursed lips.

"No. Sorry, little flower. He fell asleep before I had the chance," she said apologetically before she turned to Samuel. "Listen, Samuel. There's one thing I forgot to mention before you had your little nap."

She took Delilah by the hand and pulled her into her lap before she continued.

"You see, tomorrow I'm going to have some guys come over to convert the spare room into a bedroom, and when they're done... we want you to stay there for a while."

"Wh-what? Wh-why, Delilah?" Samuel stammered.

"She wants to spend more time with me," Nadine said, answering for his wife. "Just me. You see, you and Delilah have spent so much time together already, she doesn't think it's fair to me, so she wants me to have her to myself for a little while."

"But...But you already had her for a month," Samuel protested.

"No Samuel, that was for the ritual," Nadine said, sounding like Samuel had said something stupid. "Besides, you had her since high school; don't you think I should get some time with her, too?"

"...How long?" he asked.

"Just until Delilah and I feel more stable in our relationship with each other."

She reached over and affectionately squeezed one of Delilah's breasts and kissed her on the cheek.

"After the ritual was over I had to travel overseas for a bit and my little flower wanted to come with me, but I told her that she should go back home to you for a little bit."

Delilah didn't want to come back?... Samuel thought to himself, dumbfounded.

"I mean, I'm sure you were feeling lonely, Samuel. So I told her to make sure to... take care of you, if you catch my meaning," she said with a wink. "Oh, and sorry about the condoms, but I don't want Delilah getting pregnant just yet. You understand, right?"

Delilah grew impatient, "Come on, Nadine," she whined as she turned in Nadine's lap to mount her again. "I haven't seen you in two weeks. I want to fuck!" she said as she slid the Spear back into her body.

Samuel saw Nadine bite her lip as the Spear disappeared into his wife's body. She looked at him then, and he saw the same taunting look in her eyes that she had during the wedding consultation. But it only lasted for a brief moment before her face took on a more sympathetic look.

"Don't worry, Samuel," she said as Delilah began impaling herself on the Spear again, "you won't be alone. I'll be sure to keep you company when I'm not with Delilah. Just try to be patient, okay sweety?"

Nadine then turned her full attention to Delilah, and the two of them shared a passionate kiss as Delilah began moving her hips faster and more aggressively. Intent on giving Nadine another orgasm.

Samuel stood there completely forgotten by the two women for a moment, then stumbled out of the living room and into the bedroom, pulling up his pants as he went. He slowly lowered himself onto the bed as he listened to the sounds of Nadine's moans and Delilah's lustful laughter. But Nadine's words echoed more loudly in his mind.

I'm going to have some guys come over to convert the spare room into a bedroom... we want you to stay there for a while.

Samuel thought back over the past week and how distant Delilah had been; the way she refused to let him kiss her or have sex with her, how happy she had been to see Nadine again, and...

"Oh Goddess Delilah, Yes! Fuck me! Fuck me just like that!" he heard Nadine's screams of pleasure as she drew closer to her climax, and the loud creaking sounds coming from his chair as Delilah began exerting herself in response.

"I love you, Nadine," he heard Delilah say breathlessly. "Cum. I want you to cum for me. I want you to feel good in my pussy."

She wants to spend more time with me...

Just me...

Samuel felt both confusion and frustration. Nadine had said that the Goddess wanted the three of them to be together, that they could be a family. But this...

Nadine's speech started to become unintelligible as her climax drew closer, and he heard Delilah urging her on through what sounded like clenched teeth.

"Cum for me, Nadine!" she growled as the chair creaked in protest from the force of her movements. "Cum in my fucking pussy! Cum! Cum!"

Samuel put his head in his hands as he heard Nadine reach her climax, and another voice, a voice he'd almost forgotten, found it's way into his thoughts.

When your wife returns Nadine will be with her, and you'll spend the rest of your life wishing that she'd never come back...

Archibald. He had told Samuel that this would happen. He wanted to believe the things Nadine had said to him. He wanted to believe that this was all the Goddess's plan for him.

The Confessors are just thugs drunk off their own power. Do you really think the Goddess has anything to do with this, boy?

Samuel gritted his teeth and dug his fingers into his hair as he listened to the sounds of kissing coming from the living room. Then he heard a phone ring.

"Wait a minute," he heard Nadine say, sounding exhausted. Then the ringing stopped and he heard her talking on the phone too quietly for him to make out.

"I'm sorry, little flower," he heard Nadine say to Delilah when the call had ended. "They need me at the church."

"Right now!?" he heard Delilah protest. "But you just got back! Can't you stay a little longer? I missed you so much, Nadine. I've been so lonely without you."

"But you've had Samuel to keep you company, right little flower?" Nadine asked playfully.

There was a brief silence that was broken by Nadine's laughter.

"Don't look at me like that. I was just teasing you. Don't worry, I'll be back tomorrow. You can wait till then can't you litt—"

Nadine's voice suddenly cut off and Samuel heard the sounds of kissing again. He assumed that Delilah had interrupted Nadine's sentence, unwilling to let her leave without a fight.

"Enough, Delilah," he heard Nadine say, breaking free of the kiss. "I have to— Ahh..."

He heard Nadine stop short and suddenly gasp in pleasure. After a few moments, the creaking noises from his chair resumed.

They were having sex again.

"Oh, Delilah," Nadine breathed. "Delilah, I missed you too."

Samuel listened to the two of them making love in the living room for another twenty minutes before Delilah gave Nadine another intense orgasm, and the creaking from his chair stopped.

"I... I really need to go, Delilah," said Nadine weakly as he heard her rising from his chair. "I promise I'll be back tomorrow."

Samuel heard the two of them moving around the living room, probably putting on their clothes. Now and then he heard the sounds of kissing before Nadine would playfully chastise Delilah for wanting sex too much. This continued until they left the living room, then he heard the front door open and slam shut again.

There was silence in the house.

It lasted for so long that Samuel thought that Delilah might have decided to leave with Nadine, but then he heard soft footsteps coming from the next room. Before long they came to a halt, and he could see Delilah's bare feet at the top of his vision as he continued to stare at the floor.