The Coven Pt. 05

It seemed that whatever was behind it all was also changing them in some manner too, not just their desires which were now apparently limitless but their sexual abilities too. The way she and Kim had fisted each other wasn't natural nor had been the way they'd been fucked by the monsters. Emma was far from a superstitious person but she was sure that the whole thing was very supernatural. There was no way other way to explain it but some kind of magic. She'd never really believed in such things but giant moving mushrooms, especially those you give birth to and then fucked, had been enough to make her change her mind. Then another thought hit her.

"Kim, you awake?" She whispered softly into her lover's ear. Kim shifted slightly, raising her head, her hard nipples rubbing against Emma's breasts.

"Just about. You pretty much wore me out."

"I was just thinking when we were sharing the same dreams we weren't alone?" She explained as she slid a hand around Kim's shapely butt.

"No! Karen and Laura were there too. You don't think...."

"It would make sense. If we shared the dreams they probably did too." Emma concluded.

"Well it would explain where they've been the last few days. Fucking some other demons or each other probably!" Kim giggled. "The bitches – could have called us to join in!"

"We should contact them now. I think I'd like to see them." Emma said as the thought of fucking her other two best friends started to get her wet.

Emma jumped up, rushed to her bedroom and grabbed her phone which still lay on her bed after her earlier fun with it. She quickly made a series of calls to Laura and Karen's phones and their homes but they all went unanswered.

"No choice then. Let's pay them a visit. Probably too...um...busy to answer the phone." Kim decided as Emma gave up calling on the sixth try.

"I suppose we better get dressed then." Emma said. The look of disappointment on Kim's face showed she was as keen on that idea as Emma was but the two of them crossing town totally naked did not seem such a great idea. So with no choice the two girls wandered towards Emma's closest to find some clean clothes. Of course it ended up taking a few hours as every few feet one of them pulled the other back for another quick fuck but eventually they made it.

Chapter 9 – Back to work

Baal tried to ignore the blood flowing to his cock as Jane bent down to pick up another box, her tight, black jeans once again clinging tightly to her curvy arse. Against all his expectations he was back at the office of his old job. Never the most dedicated employee he'd given up even bothering to turn up when he's first learnt magic. A simple misdirection spell meant that his boss and his colleagues simply hadn't noticed his absence. He was happy to keep getting his salary, after all whilst magic could provide many things a little cash never hurt, but he had never intended to come back again. Yet after he'd recovered from Laura and Karen's assault he'd immediately began to search for ways to get back at the stupid cows. Very quickly he'd discovered a perfect way to get his revenge, most oddly the route to it lay under the very office of his old company. The coincidence was a little hard for him to accept and Baal suspected another force at work but he wanted power and would worry about what that might be later. So he'd turned up at the office that morning as if he'd never been away.

His day had then been much like before his absence and therefore he did everything in his power to avoid doing any work at all. Instead he spent his time ensuring what he wanted to happen, did and with his magical power that was not difficult. So now he was alone in the office with two beautiful, young women. Something that so far he was rather enjoying.

He turned to look at Jane again. She seemed to have found something interesting in the box and was rummaging around inside it, her beautiful bottom still thrust out into the air. Staring at her Baal moved around to stand in front of her. That view was, in many ways, even better. He could see right down the front of her low cut black top, and the epic cleavage created by her very large and firm breasts filled his vision as her dark red hair spilled around her shoulders and flanked her massive tits.

Jane had been one of the two things he liked about his old job. He was her boss and she was intelligent and hard working which meant he could leave pretty much all the work to her so he could spend most of the day ogling her. She was tall; had luscious dark red hair and long, sexy legs; was somewhat alternative, so always dressed in tight, black clothing often with a lot of leather; and best of all had really big tits – she was even more blessed than the stacked Laura.

He kept staring at her chest as she continued to look around inside the box. A little magic had convinced his own boss that they needed to stay late to move offices. Of course no such thing was planned but he knew it would give him the late night access to the building that he needed. They'd been alone now for nearly an hour and he knew he'd have to end the charade soon as Jane was already getting antsy about working so late but watching her constantly bending over was too much fun.

"Are we going to be much longer?" The second thing Baal liked about his job said from behind him. He turned to look at Rosie, she was as tall and pretty as Jane but other than that they differed in every way. Where Jane was curvy, Rosie was skinny with small but perky breasts. She has shoulder length, mousey brown hair and never looked even the slightest bit alternative – today she wore a short but smart green dress and expensive looking ankle boots.

"No, nearly done." Baal answered. Whilst it had been easy to get the always helpful Jane to stay and help out, the often bitchy Rosie had been harder. Baal knew he needed two girls and after Jane it had been easy to select Rosie but there was no way she would stay late on her own so more magic had been needed to get her boss to order her to do so – which meant she'd moaned the whole time. Moaning seemed by far her favourite pastime. Still her gorgeous body made up for her prickly personality.

"Good. I want to go home!" She whined again.

Baal shook his head at the girl, at least if she kept on complaining it wouldn't be hard to do what he would have to do later. Jane would be a different matter though he thought as he watched her walk across the room another box in hand, her high heeled ankle boots clicking on the floor and her curvy arse bobbing around. Still no point putting it off longer, he had plans to complete so with a simple wave of his hand and a word spoken under his breath all the lights went out.

"Oh my god!" Rosie nearly screamed.

"Calm down it's just a power cut." Jane replied with a sneer.

"No I don't think so." Baal said to the two girls. "Look the power is still on in the rest of street. Must be a problem with the power routing in the basement, maybe a fuse. We should check it out."

"What? Us? Let's just call an electrician and go home." Baal shook his head as Rosie spoke, hands on her shapely hips. He knew she'd be the one to moan. Still it wouldn't be hard to get her to change her mind.

"No. We will go. We will see what has happened." He simply said in a deep, commanding tone. As he spoke he let a little of his magic flow into his voice, more than enough to overcome Rosie and Jane's unprotected minds.

"Yeah! I've never been down there, it'll be fun." Jane said almost immediately, she sounded very eager and as she finished speaking stepped up to Baal and wrapped her arm around him, pulling herself to his body. "Come on – let's go!"

Jane's sweet, spicy scent filled Baal's nose which coupled with the feeling of her body pressed up to his own had his cock swelling almost instantly. Perhaps he put a little more power into his command than he intended but not overly concerned he wrapped his arm around the redhead and let his hand drop to sit firmly on her denim clad arse. A slight wiggle against his palm told him Jane did not mind that one bit.

Happy he had Jane under control he turned to the grumpy Rosie. "Well Rosie? What do you think?"

"Umm...okay...I suppose." She answered in her usual grumpy voice. However Baal could tell from the way she spun on her high heels and strode off towards the stairway, her pert arse swaying, that she was a lot more keen to get down there than her tone suggested. Clearly his magic had worked on her too.

Not wanting to be left behind he followed Rosie with his arm still wrapped around Jane. He took great pleasure from the feeling of her arse rubbing against his hand so by the they had descended only a single flight of stairs his cock was rock solid and straining against his jeans. This rather slowed their pace but Jane didn't seem to care as her arse continued to wriggle about under his hand.

When they eventually reached the bottom they saw Rosie had vanished through a rather drab doorway and into the dark basement. This was slightly concerning for Baal as he needed both girls and he didn't want Rosie getting lost. Such worries vanished when Jane slid from his grasp and thrust a purple nailed hand against the front of his jeans and the very obvious bulge in them. Her long fingers slid around his denim clad meat and gently squeezed.

"You enjoyed our little walk as much as I did then." She giggled as she squeezed again.

Baal simply smiled in return and pushed a hand between her own thighs, pushing hard against her mound and finding to his delight the black denim was very damp, so damp that her juices rubbed off onto his fingers.

"So I can see." He calmly said with a lick of his lips.

Jane closed her eyes as he pushed harder against her, a moan escaping her lips and her fingers jerking against his cock. Baal knew he could fuck her then and there if he wanted but for the moment he controlled himself and gently pushed her away.

"We need to go find Rosie...and I think they might be some other things of interest in there too." He said as she looked at him a little crestfallen.

"Okay, later then." She smiled back at him before turning and walking into the basement. For a moment Baal happily watched her arse before he followed her in.

The basement seemingly split into dozens of small rooms and storage areas. Each one was a mass of boxes, old cabinets, piles of files and broken office furniture. Jane wandered amongst them with Baal closely behind, becomingly increasingly worried he'd lost Rosie until Jane suddenly stopped short and he walked right into her.

"Well that's a bit weird." She said as she pushed herself back into Baal's eager grasp. He wrapped his hands around her sexy body, one hand resting on her flat stomach, the other grabbing at her large, firm breasts. He savoured the feeling of her warm, soft flesh relenting under his tight grip. He was rock hard again in seconds, helped by the little yelp of pleasure from Jane as he squeezed harder and the feeling of her arse firmly pushing back against his hard cock.

"Yes it is." He finally answered as he kept caressing her tits. Before them was not another poorly repaired basement door but an archway made of black, finely cut stone. Through the archway were stairs that descended down into darkness, lit only by occasional candles in small alcoves in the stone walls.

"Why's it he...AHHHHHH!" Jane cried out mid-sentence as Baal had let his hand drop from her belly to rest between her legs.

"Who knows?" He replied as his wandering fingers discovered that the denim covering her pussy was now sodden with her juices. Of course, Baal knew exactly where the archway led – a long forgotten temple dedicated to the dark powers of hell. It had been just what he'd been looking for, a way to contact those dark powers and in return for a small fee get the magic he needed to defeat Laura and Karen. The only tragedy was that the gorgeous Jane and Rosie would have to be that fee. It might not have been ideal but he would at least he would get a chance to fuck them before he sent them to an eternity of sexual enslavement.

"Let's go see where it goes." He then said to Jane. He was still short Rosie but she'd probably just wandered down into the temple and in any case he could sacrifice Jane first and that might just be enough, she was very good looking after all. If that worked out he might get to keep one of them after all – shame it might turn out to be the grumpy Rosie and not Jane. Not that it really mattered, both were as beautiful, and with the right magic Rosie would be much better company.

Jane slid from his embrace again and she immediately started down the stairway. Baal followed and after about fifty steps the pair found themselves in a large circular room made of the same black stone as the archway and stairs. It was mostly empty with just a large stone altar in the centre of the room, more of the candles in alcoves in the walls and several large statues filling the space. And no Rosie, Baal noticed with a little disappointment.

Jane however was fascinated by the statutes and Baal could easily see why. Each was about ten foot tall and depicted a demonic god, some were near humanoid, others more tentacles than anything but every single one was carved in the process of fucking one, or often more, young women – all of whom were in the peaks of ecstasy.

"You like this place?" Baal casually asked as he watched the transfixed Jane with a grin.

"Oh my god! It's amazing. They're so...sexual." She said with glee in her voice.

She then turned to stare at Baal, lust filling her eyes.

"I want you to fuck me." Jane said, rather quietly so Baal could hardly hear her.

It was just what he was waiting to hear. "Sorry? What was that?" He knew that his magic and the magic of the temple had made her hornier than she'd ever been in her life. He could easily fuck her now but he wanted to hear her beg.

"I want you to fuck me." She repeated, louder and with even more lust in her voice.

"Fuck you?"

"Please.....I'm so horny....I need you to fuck me!" She almost shouted the last part.

"Right now?"

"PLEASE! I need you in me! PLEASE!" Jane begged, taking a step toward Baal.

"Okay." Baal replied, unable to hold himself back any longer, and finally pulled Jane to him. They wrapped their arms around each other as they kissed, tongues flicking into each other's mouths. With her hot body crushed next to him Baal felt himself go rock hard again. He'd wanted to fuck her for a very long time just as he had with Laura and Karen, this time though he was fully in control. And that thought made him even harder, almost as much as the feeling of the massive lumps of her tits now rubbing against his chest. Hearing her beg again would be the only thing to make it better.

So he broke their kiss and simple said "Ask again."

She smiled at him, lust in her eyes. "I want you to fuck me."

"Again." He ordered as he tore off her black top which revealed a lacy black bra, totally inadequate in size to cover her tits.

"I need you to fuck me. I need you to cum in me."

"Again!" He demanded, tugging off his own t-shirt, shoes and jeans. His large, erect cock was finally free and Jane wasted no time in wrapping her fingers around it, her soft fingers gently squeezing down on his hardness.

"I need you to fuck me. I need you to fuck my pussy. I need you to fuck my tits and I need you to fuck my arse." Jane breathed as she began rubbing up and down Baal's cock. In return he unbuttoned the top of her tight black jeans and slid a hand inside over her black panties. As expected she was still dripping wet and Jane quietly moaned as he pushed two fingers against her hole. He rubbed and pushed against her opening, causing her to whimper and moan.

Baal pulled his hand out and reached up to tear off her bra. It gave way with a quiet rip to unleash her tits. They were as perfect as Baal imagined they would be – big, firm, curvy and with erect pink nipples. He pulled her to him again, relishing the feeling of her now naked breasts against his own naked chest. They kissed again as his hands worked their way around her pert bottom and pulled her jeans down. With a couple of flicks of her legs, the jeans sailed into the corner of the dark room as their tongues played around in each other's mouths. She tasted great, a mix of sweet and spice, and was an amazing kisser.

Baal then worked his hand between their bodies and slid it around her breast, squeezing hard on the ripe flesh. This caused Jane to squeal and she finally broke they kiss, briefly tossing her head back.

"Please! Fuck me now!" She begged as she stared into his eyes, his hand still working around her tit, gently tugging at her hard nipple.

"I said okay." Baal replied with a laugh as Jane pulled back from their embrace, taking a step toward the altar as she eagerly pulled her panties down and then off. Between her legs sat a small, trimmed patch of light brown hair, rather obviously different in colour to the dark and obviously dyed, red locks on her head. Baal didn't care though, it was the wet opening under the hair he was interested in.

Jane tossed her panties to one side and Baal happily stared at her body, totally naked except for her black ankle boots. She was gorgeous and clearly very aroused, he may have had to wait for this moment but he knew it was going to be worth it.

He stepped toward her and pulled their bodies together again, her arms wrapping around his back. He immediately bent down and began sucking on one of her erect nipples whilst he grasped her other breast in his hand. Jane's tits were so big he could only just cover them and he delighted in giving the soft, spongy flesh several hard squeezes. Jane responded with several deep moans before she reached down and grasped Baal's hard cock.

The feeling of her purple nailed fingers encircling his cock again was too much for Baal, he needed to be in her. So he gently pushed her back against the stone altar, knowing what he wanted Jane pulled herself onto it. She then lay back, spreading her long legs wide, hands running over her large breasts.

"Fuck me....please....fuck me...." she groaned as she tugged at a hard nipple.

Baal finally decided to give her what she wanted, so he stepped between her open legs and pushed his long dick into the dripping folds of her pussy.

"Urgghhhh!" Jane cried as Baal hilted himself inside her.

She was very tight and very wet, he yet again regretted this would be the only time he got to fuck her. Wanting to make the most of it, and with himself still hilted inside her, he pulled himself onto the altar too and lay on top of her. Her massive breasts crushed into his chest, her rock hard nipples scraping against his skin, and she wrapped her legs around his body, allowing him to thrust deeper into her cunt.

"Yesss! Fuck me!" She cried out before Baal silenced her with a fierce kiss. He forced his tongue into her mouth and she responded by wrapping her own around it. As they kept kissing Baal started to thud in and out of her tight hole, his large cock stretching her opening with each penetration. Their tongues and lips constantly played with each other as their rutting continued.

Baal soon broke the kiss and immediately Jane begin moaning with his thrusts, each time his cock speared into her she would groan.

"Urghhhh! Urghhhh! Urghhhh!" She cried, her moans of pleasure and the squelching coming from between her legs echoing around the dark stone walls of the temple.

Baal's own pleasure was growing as quickly as Jane's was. She was very tight and very warm, and the way she'd wrapped her legs around him meant he was able to penetrate deep inside her with his large, solid cock.

"I'm going to cum Jane." He growled at her before licking along her beautiful face.