The Circle of Eisheth, Part Two
Summer to Simon
Summer woke to the sound of her alarm. She expected to have a massive headache, but all she had was a pleasant hum in her body and sticky skin. She looked down at her naked body and realized something must have happened between her and Scotty. His cock lay limp on his leg and looked like he had made good use of it the night before with her.
She giggled and kissed him. He mumbled something in his sleep and rolled over. Then she realized she was late for work.
The shower felt very satisfying. Her skin felt tingly, like she was filled with an energy that wanted desperately to get out. She thought about Scotty’s cock and wondered if there was time to go back in and wake him with a blowjob. Then she washed her bottom and felt the tenderness.
“You dirty boy,” she giggled. “I know what you got up to.”
She slipped through the apartment quickly, ducking back into her room to throw some clothes on and give Scotty a quick peck on the lips. She looked again at his cock and reached out, running her fingers along it. Surely it wouldn’t take long. She could just wrap her lips around it, take him into her mouth, glide her tongue back and forth along–
Her watch alarm told her it was leave now or be late for work. She sighed, made a mental note to finish that thought this evening, and sped out the door and to the bus stop just in time to catch the bus she needed.
It was packed, of course, and so she had to jostle her way between the people who chose to stand in search of a seat. She found none so she reached up and grabbed a strap, clinging on for dear life as the bus sped through the city.
She felt pressure against her hip and glanced down. A man’s crotch was pressed against her, his semi-erection evident in his trousers as he used the movements of the bus as an excuse to rub it on her. She looked up into his eyes to see him leering at her. Her first impulse was revulsion, but then she felt overwhelmed with a desire to see it through, to let him do what he wanted. She pushed back against him as she held his gaze.
His leer changed to confusion, then panic. He pulled back and raced to get off the bus as it stopped. She wanted to chase after him. She wanted to ask to see it.
The bus pulled away before she could act on these strange new compulsions. She felt the wetness between her legs as she stood and looked around, wondering if anyone had witnessed the exchange. No one was looking at her.
When more people got on, she made a point of being in the way, making people push past her, rub against her. She wanted another man to approach, to be one of those lewd, awful men so she could enjoy the attention, but had no luck. She was almost to the point of just grabbing the next crotch she encountered when the bus reached her stop.
She shook her head as she stepped off the bus. What had come over her? Why was she feeling this way? As she walked she could feel the soreness of her bottom reminding her of what had clearly happened the night before and it excited her so much she had to stop and grab onto a lamp post to steady herself.
“Are you alright, Summer?” asked a man’s voice.
She turned and saw Simon looking at her with concern all over his face. She pulled herself together as well as she could. “Oh, yes, I’m fine, Simon. Just overdid it last night.” She flashed him a smile that she could swear made his heart visibly race.
He chuckled. “I know what that’s like.” She knew he was lying, but didn’t challenge him. She knew that Simon had been into her since they met, and she enjoyed the attention, so she never wanted to make him feel awkward. Besides, he was looking very handsome.
“New glasses?” she asked.
He smiled. “Yep, picked them up this morning.”
“They look really good,” she said.
Simon blushed. “Th-thanks. Um, thanks a lot.” He glanced up at the steps. “We should get to work, I guess.”
She laughed. “Yeah, they don’t pay us to stand out here. Come on.” She began walking up the steps to the building. Simon walked next to her and quickly overtook her. She admired the way his ass looked as he climbed the stairs, then shook her head and considered going to see a shrink to find out what was happening with her.
They slipped through the door and clocked in right on time, which caused Simon to raise his arms like a prize fighter in celebration. Summer giggled as he celebrated, and then again when he blushed.
The library was busy that day. They barely had time to set their things down on their desks before they were called to different duties. Summer was sent to the circulation desk to check books out, and Simon was exiled upstairs to reshelve books.
Time on the desk passed slowly and oddly. Every instance of physical contact she had with another human, whether it be fingers grazing while a card is handed over, or bumping into a coworker as she moved to the drop behind them, made her more excited. She felt the wetness between her legs become almost unbearable, as well as the jolt of pleasure that shot through her system whenever she sat down and felt the soreness of her bottom.
When her time was up on the desk, she grabbed a cart full of books and raced upstairs, desperate to get away from people long enough to pull herself together. She spent a good ten minutes quietly reshelving books and taking deep breaths before she ran into Simon.
“Busy down there?” he asked as he reached up to shelf a book on a top shelf. His shirt pulled up and she could see his stomach. He had a cute trail of hair that ran from his belly button down into his pants.
“V-very busy,” she said. She felt like she couldn’t breathe. She wanted to kiss his belly, then more.
He glanced at her and looked concerned. “Are you feeling sick, Summer? From last night?”
She shook her head. “I need you to help me with something,” she said. “No questions, no complaints, and no telling anyone. Can you do that?”
He nodded vehemently. “Of course! What do you need?”
She looked around, then took his hand and pulled him into one of the study rooms, a small cubicle with a locking door. She shut the door and locked it, then turned to the stunned Simon. “I need you to kiss my pussy,” she said. She couldn’t believe the words came out of her mouth, but there they were, hanging in the air. She thought he might run, or report her, but instead he dropped down to his knees and grabbed her hips, pulling her to him.
Summer was glad she had chosen a skirt that day.
He pushed her back against the desk as he pushed her skirt up. She ran her fingers through his hair and moaned as his tongue found her swollen clit, and she gasped appreciatively when his tongue entered her.
“Just like that, Simon. That’s so good,” she moaned.
He was clearly a hungry boy. His lips and tongue kissed and slurped at her pussy. Every time his teeth grazed her clit she thought she might scream. In no time at all, she was shaking and clutching him to her as an orgasm ripped through her. He ate her through it and then relented, falling back to kiss her thighs as she returned to earth and looked down into his pleading eyes.
“Do you want to fuck me, Simon?” she asked, shocking herself.
He nodded. “Yes, please,” he said softly.
She stroked his cheek. His mouth and chin were wet with her juices, and she pulled him into a kiss then to his feet. Her hands found his belt, then unfastened everything to free his cock which stood rock hard. He wasn’t as big as Scotty, but it didn’t matter. All that mattered right now was that his cock was inside her.
“Then fuck me. Fuck me, Simon,” she moaned.
He was between her legs and inside her in a heartbeat, his ultimate desires finally being realized. She clutched at his ass as he drove into her. His hands slid up, gripping her breasts through her shirt, and she pulled her top up to give him unfettered access to the full globes. He leaned down and sucked her nipple as his hips shot forward over and over, thrusting his cock into her.
“I can’t believe this is happening,” he moaned.
She kissed him, her tongue dispelling his disbelief, and then she put her lips to his ear. “You’re fucking me so good, Simon. When you come I want you to come in my mouth, okay? I want to taste you, Simon. I want to taste you for the rest of the day.”
He nodded dumbly and continued to fuck her in quick, jackrabbit thrusts.
Summer’s mind boggled at what was happening. She was never this forward, this hungry for sex, but today she woke up feeling a need deep within her. She wondered how long Simon would last, seeing as how he had clearly wanted this for a long while. Then she felt the tingle deep within her pussy and lightning struck twice. She moaned and began to shake, overwhelmed by the second orgasm.
The grin on Simon’s face was likely now permanent as he continued to drive into her while her pussy tightened up around him. As she came down, he began to moan louder.
“Is it time for my prize?” Summer purred.
He nodded and pulled out. She slid down to her knees and took him in her mouth, jumping a little as he immediately began to come. She took him down, swallowing over and over as he gripped her head and buried his cock in her mouth, his body tensing completely.
She kept sucking until she got all of it, then slowly pulled him out. She smiled up at him and kissed the head of his cock. “Thank you, Simon, that was just what I needed. Be cool about this and we can do it again every once in a while, okay?”
He nodded and grinned. “As you wish,” he said.
She hopped to her feet and gave him a peck on the lips before slipping out of the small room, grabbing her cart, and sauntering away. Simon watched her go, his eyes locked on her ass, his mind overwhelmed with sexual desire.
He needed more. But where?
Simon to Mina
Simon stared into the mirror. Had that really just happened?
He had dreamed of getting with Summer for the year and a half they had worked together, but knew he didn’t have a chance because she was so smitten with her boyfriend, but then today she had come onto him. SHE had come onto HIM!
She told him to play it cool so he would. He wanted more goes on that beautiful body of hers, so he would wait. She could call the shots, so long as he got to play occasionally. Let that Scotty guy think he was all she needed. Simon knew that she would be back, and he would be ready.
As a guy who spends most of his time horny, it came as a surprise to him that even after getting laid in such a spectacular way she was itching to get more. Something had changed in him, fueling his usual desire like someone had thrown gasoline on a bonfire. But who? Girls didn’t exactly throw themselves at him.
He went through the day in a daze, his eyes drawn even more to every girl he saw. What would it feel like to fuck each of them, to bend them over a book cart or take them up against some shelves. He could sit at the circulation desk checking books out for people while one of them crouched under the counter and slurped on his cock. Fuck, that would be incredible! The thought of it drove him wild.
The work day ended with no fanfare. Summer very sweetly told him to have a good night, her eyes alight with mischief as she no doubt thought about what they had done together. He had half a hope that she would ask him to come home with her so they could continue getting to know each other better, but she hopped down the steps and slipped into her boyfriend’s car without a look back. No, that pathway was closed for now, but he would tread her wonders again.
He returned to the building and took the stairs to the basement where they kept the magazines and graphic novels. He didn’t know if anything new had come in yet, but he wanted to check. Maybe there would be something smutty and he could read it while he remembered what it felt like to have Summer swallow his cock.
When he opened the door he spotted Mina behind the counter. She looked up suddenly and blushed, and it wasn’t until Simon got closer that he realized why. The graphic novel she shoved under the desk was a particularly raunchy one that he had read several dozen times. The gears in Simon’s head started turning.
“How’s it going, Mina?” he asked, flashing a smile at her.
She tucked her hair behind her ears. She had long, brown hair that she usually wore up in a ponytail, but today she had chosen to wear it down. He had always thought she was pretty, but the new look combined with the day he was having and she was instantly gorgeous.
“Fine. Fine. What do you want?” she said sharply, still blushing.
He grinned. “I actually came here to see if that copy of ‘The Cat’s Meow’ was in, but I see you’re reading it.”
She shook her head. “I was just glancing at it to see what the big deal with it is. I wasn’t reading it.”
Simon felt bold. Too bold, but that worked in his favor. He moved around behind the counter and picked the book up, flipping through the pages until he reached a scene where the main character, a well-hung werewolf named Gunter, was plowing a dainty elf maiden against a tree. “This is my favorite part. It’s so feral, and yet beautiful.”
She looked down at it and sighed. “It’s like he’s claiming her, but at the same time he’s at her mercy,” she said softly.
Simon felt impulses he never felt before. He placed his hand on her knee and leaned in to her. “Have you ever been fucked like that, Mina? Like you’re being claimed. Like the man owns you completely?”
She drew in a sharp breath but didn’t pull away. “Um…no,” she said softly. “But I don’t know any werewolves.”
Simon chuckled and reached his hand up, tucking her hair behind her ear. “You should find one. Every girl deserves to be fucked like that.”
The heat between them was intense, and both of them felt it. Simon’s hand on her knee slid upwards until it touched the hem of her shorts. He leaned further in, his mouth and inch from her ear as she stared wide-eyed at the door as if terrified someone would walk in.
“I would love that,” she said softly. “But no man wants me like that.”
“What if I did?” he asked. “Would you let me fuck you like that?”
She turned to look at him then, her bottom lip between her teeth, her eyes dark with lust. “W-would you? Would you fuck me like that, Simon?”
He kissed her gently, his lips pressing against hers, his tongue sliding out to just touch her teeth before retreating. He felt the overwhelming need rise in him and spill into her. He knew this was a sure thing, that she was his to use. He knew he was in charge and it thrilled him.
He shrugged and stepped back. “I might, if you’re a good girl for me.”
She turned and slid off the stool, her hands clenched in front of her. “I can be good. I can be really good,” she said, with a playful grin on her face.
“Can you be bad, too?” he asked.
She nodded and stepped forward, then put her hands on his chest and sank down to her knees. “Like this?” she asked. She rubbed his cock through his pants, then leaned forward and kissed along the length of his bulge.
“That’s a good start,” he said. He tucked her hair behind her ear again and then slid his hand to the back of her head. “Good girls know what they’re supposed to do, Mina. Good girls know how to serve.”
She sighed and unzipped his fly. “I’m such a good girl.” She fished her hand in and pulled his cock out, stroking it. “I know what I’m supposed to do.” She kissed the head of his cock and smiled up at him. “I’m a bad girl, too.”
When she took him in her mouth Simon groaned and gripped the back of her head. She took him down easily, not even hesitating as he hit the back of her throat. “Fuck, you’re a dirty girl, aren’t you?”
She nodded and began to bob.
The door opened and Simon pushed forward, placing his hands on the counter, pushing her underneath it. His mind filled with panic as the person walked in, but then he realized they hadn’t seen anything. And then he realized Mina was still sucking.
“Can I help you?” he asked the intruder.
“Is this where the microfilm is stored?” the girl asked.
Simon considered asking if she wanted to join Mina under the counter, but thought better of it. “No, you want two doors down,” he said.
Mina’s attention on his cock was blowing his mind, and he fought to keep from showing it. He clutched the counter and tried to put a plain look on his face.
“Um, thanks,” said the girl, “are you alright?”
He nodded. “Fine, thanks, just had a rough day.”
The intruder gave him a funny look, then shrugged and slipped out the door without looking back. As soon as it closed, he stepped back, pulling his cock from Mina’s drooling mouth.
“You’re a very naughty girl indeed,” he said. “Now go lock that door so I can give you the attention you deserve.”
Mina hopped to her feet with a grin covering her face. She grabbed the “Back in 30 Minutes” sign and hung it on the door, then closed it and locked it. She walked back around the counter pulling her t-shirt over her head, freeing small, but pert, breasts.
Simon grinned as she returned quickly to her knees and took him back in her mouth. He watched her suck him, admiring her dedication to an act that she had not even considered performing half an hour before this.
“You like sucking cock, don’t you?” he laughed.
“I love it. I’m a dirty slut,” she said in between slurps.
“How have I never known this about you?” he asked.
She shrugged. “You never asked.”
He let her bob for another minute then pushed her off of him. “On your feet, slut. It’s time I fucked you nice and good.”
She sprung to her feet happily, unbuttoning her shorts and pulling them down with her panties. Simon’s mind boggled at the fact that she was now fully naked within ten minutes of him walking through the door. He mentally slapped himself for not tapping this resource before now.
She sauntered up to him and wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him. This time, their tongues danced as he ran his hands down her back and gripped her ass, giving each cheek a sharp slap.
She purred with desire. “Again.”
He grinned and turned her, pushing her against the wall and pulling back on her hips. She arched her back and moaned with every slap as he reddened both of her ass cheeks before gripping his cock and running it up and down between her legs.”
“Beg me for it, slut,” he demanded.
“Fuck me, Simon. Fuck me. Fuck. Me,” she said.
He pushed into her with a feral moan, pushing upward as he drove in deep. She whimpered and clutched at the shelves on the wall as she pushed back against him.
“So, little elf slut, you need a wolf’s cock to please you, eh?” he growled.
“Yes! Yes, fuck me Mr. Wolf. Fuck that tight little elf pussy!”
Simon fucked her with hard, sharp thrusts as he slid his hands up to cup her small breasts. She pushed back against him, clearly in her mind the dainty elf girl from the comic.
“How do you like that cock, elf slut?” he demanded.
“It’s everything, Mr. Wolf. Your cock is everything!”
He slid a hand up and wrapped it around her throat as he put his lips to her ear. He squeezed his hand, gripping her throat. “We’re alone in the forest, little slut. Now one would know if I fucked you to death.”
Mina shuddered. “Yes, fuck yes, take me, Wolf!”
“Maybe I use you, fuck all your pretty holes until I’m bored, then I choke the life out of you. You’ll never have it this good again, being used for your true purpose,” Simon growled. He couldn’t believe the words were coming out of his mouth, but he had read the book many times, too, and always imagined himself as the brutal wolf. Now he got to live that dream.
“My life is in your hands, Mr. Wolf. Use me for your pleasure!” moaned Mina. She began to shudder and her pussy grew tighter.
“Is my little elf slut coming without permission?” Simon demanded.
She giggled as she shook. “I’m sorry, master. I couldn’t help myself. Your wolf cock is so good!”
Simon slid his free hand down and rubbed her clit, driving her orgasm along. “Then keep coming, elf slut. Keep showing me how much you need this cock!” He fucked her harder, pushing her into the wall. She shook and writhed, begging for more, then begging for breath. He didn’t let up until her legs gave way and she slid, a quivering mess, down to her knees hugging the wall. He turned her and pushed his cock into her mouth.
She looked up at him with lust-filled eyes and sucked him hungrily. It didn’t take long before he looked down at her with a wolfish grin and thrust his cock in deep.
“Drink your prize, elf slut. It’s the potion you need to be complete.”
She swallowed over and over as he moaned and erupted into her mouth. Simon watched in wonder as she slurped and sucked, then pulled his cock out and rubbed the spit and cum back and forth over her face before falling back against the wall, gasping for air.
“Fuck, Simon, who knew you had that in you,” she finally managed to say. She laughed and wiped her face before licking her fingers clean.
“Something came over me, I guess,” he said. He tucked his cock away and sat back on the stool. “Are you okay?”
She laughed again. “Fuck yes I’m okay. Shit! I haven’t been fucked like that in…well…I haven’t been fucked like that!” She reached a hand out and he helped her to her feet. She picked up her shorts and slipped them on, then walked around him to find her shirt.
“So we’re cool. Good,” he said. He had no regrets, but he had acted out of character and didn’t want there to be trouble.
She slipped her t-shirt on and walked up to him, taking his face in her hands. “We are so cool, we’re ice. To be honest, I’ve been hoping you would ask me out for months, but I’ll take this instead. Who needs dinner or a movie when you can get right to being fucked like an elf slut.” She laughed, and he found he liked the sound.
He stood. “Okay, well, I guess I’ll see you around.”
She stood on tiptoes and gave him a peck on the lips. “Yes, you will. Come see me whenever you want. I have some other books we can recreate.” She giggled and sat back down on the stool.
Simon nodded, satisfied with his day. “I’ll do that.” He unlocked the door, pulled the sign from it and set it on the shelf before giving her a wink and slipping out into the hallway, a spring in his step he never thought would be there.
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