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        Devil Woman 
     [F/M Mythical]
    By: Belle Chandra


Nelson got his first computer for Christmas. By the end of
January, he had been prowling the chat rooms, hitting on
women, flirting and enjoying himself immensely. Was it
cheating? After all, he was married. But his wife, Susan,
seemed to have more interest in their first baby than in him.
Their sexlife had dwindled down to once or twice a month --
that is, if the baby didn't interrupt them by wailing. Nelson
loved their baby girl, Jenny; but increasingly he felt left out,
almost an interloper between mother and child.

The computer, to Nelson's way of thinking, was compensation
for his wife's lack of attention. And really, chatting with
women online was certainly less dangerous than actually going
out and meeting one, having a real affair. The flirting, an
occasional session of cybersex (which got him hot as a pistol)
gave Nelson an ego-boost, helped satisfy his sexual hunger. At
least that is what he told himself.

And then he met Kali online. He'd been in a chat room, and was
getting bored, when he got an private message:

"Would you like to spice up your sexlife? I'm the one for you
-- Kali, bringer of dark dreams and fantasies."

How could he resist a greeting like that? He'd instantly
responded, and they'd had an intense, passionate exchange that
exploded with fantastic cybersex. He'd never come across a
woman who could arouse him so wildly. She'd described herself
as a voluptuous red-head, with feral green eyes and a sensual
mouth that could do delicious things to a man's body. From her
vivid descriptions, she certainly could!

He had come very close to climax, occasionally stroking his
hard-on through his pants as they'd shared. But she had
instructed him to hold back his orgasm, that it would give him
greater pleasure if he let the tension build and build. He'd
wanted to let go, for she'd described touching herself, said she
was naked, and dying to reach orgasm also. But they'd both
held back, and then she'd promised him something
extraordinary -- that he would dream of her when he went to
sleep. And that she'd come to him in his dream, and they'd make
love!

Of course, Nelson figured this was just another technique she
used in cybersex. Still, it was a new one he'd never
encountered, and agreed to her requests: That he sleep alone,
naked, and not masturbate before falling asleep. It had not
been easy, because Susan was peeved that he wanted to sleep
in the guest bedroom. And once he'd gotten into bed naked,
he'd stroked his hard-on for several long minutes; his penis had
never been so big, so thickly engorged. Remembering the words
Kali had written, he brought himself right to the edge of near-
climax, but backed off at the last second and took his hand
away from his erection.

Then he tossed and turned, trying to get comfortable. His
erection was painfully exposed, and even the slightest touch of
the sheets brought sharp sensations of arousal, the painful
need to be touched, stroked to climax. He could feel the oozing
pre-cum leaking onto his thigh when he turned on his side, and
didn't think he could ever fall asleep in this highly excited
state.

However, eventually he dozed...and found himself in that
twilight state between sleep and waking. It seemed he opened
his eyes, and there beside his bed stood an unearthly beautiful
woman -- she had long wavy red hair, brilliant green eyes and a
sensual smile on her full lips. Her naked body was voluptuous,
large ponderous breasts with pinkish nipples swollen tight, a
thin, narrow waist and curved hips tapering down to long,
shapely legs. She said, "I promised, and here I am."

Nelson reached out, and took her outstretched hand, pulled her
close to him and she lowered her face to his, they began to
kiss...and he could feel his erection throb with each thrust of
her tongue into his mouth. She whispered over his lips, "What
do you want me to do?"

Nelson wanted the one thing Susan would never do -- oral sex.
He sheepishly said this, and she replied, "I am Kali, bringer of
dark dreams and fantasies. Your wish is my command."

He watched her climb astraddle of him, her legs on either side
of his body, her long thick hair falling below her narrow waist
as she lowered her lips to kiss him, their mouths open, tongues
exploring...and then she suddenly switched positions, facing
backward over him, her face at his crotch, her thick red bush
and swollen clit right above his lips. He lifted his head, let his
tongue lick at her clit, hearing her moan and then her head
lowered, her lips touched his penis; he thought he would
explode, but she masterfully placed one hand at the base of his
penis, fingers tightly holding back his ejaculation. 

He groaned, and started to lick her clit, dipping his tongue into
her teeming wet cunt...feeling her tongue lick the head of his
penis, teasing at the ridge beneath, making his hips rise
slightly. Then her mouth devoured his erection, he felt it go
deep, deep into her throat and she began fucking him, her
mouth working up and down on his tremendous shaft, bringing
his hips off the bed with thrusting movements. Her fingers
clinched tightly at the base of his penis, preventing him from
orgasm, and he thought he would die of the exquisite tension
building, building, building in his groin. His head fell back on
the pillow, and he was unable to continue giving her pleasure, so
lost was he to the fiery sensations racing throughout his whole
body. Her mouth would halt, and she'd lick, tease the head of
his penis, sucking it lightly and making him groan aloud; he
thrust up, hard, wanting her to fuck him deeply again. And then
suddenly, as she rode him with her mouth, his cock down her
throat, she let go at the base, and he started to cum, the rising,
overflowing gush of semen spurting out hotly, over and over, his
body thrusting, shoving upward...the warm wet fluid waking him
as his body pitched fitfully in the empty bed, his orgasm still
convulsing his body as he felt wave after wave of pleasure
flood out of his penis, making his body shudder and pitch until
the last wracking wave spent itself, and his penis began to go
slack.

He sat up, disoriented. God, had that just been a wet dream?
He looked around the semi-dark room, feeling sweat soaking his
body, and then realized he still tasted her in his mouth. He
tossed off the sheet, saw the sticky jism splattered all over
the bed where he'd just cum. Never in his life had he had sex
like that, never! 

Nelson shook his head, as if to clear himself of a delusion. And
yet, he'd never had oral sex...so how could he have dreamt such
a vivid, detailed encounter? The things she did to him had not
been described in their online chat... How could he have had
such a clear dream? 

Wiping the slick, musky wetness off his lips, he didn't know
whether to laugh or cry or shout with joy. But one thing was
for sure: He wanted more of Kali!

                                      *  *  *  *

Unfortunately, he wasn't able to communicate with Kali online
again for several days. He sent her an email later that first
night, describing what had happened. Perhaps she thought he
was a nut-case, and just didn't reply? He'd had trouble getting
back to sleep that night, felt hyper, and got another hard-on,
but not jerked off. He'd finally slept fitfully, tossing and
turning, too aroused to get any rest.

In fact, he'd noticed that he stayed keyed-up, sexually excited
nearly all the time since that weird encounter. In his emails to
Kali, he'd begged her to write, to let him know if she was
experiencing something similar. He'd looked for her in chat,
but she'd never been there. When he'd tried to sleep in bed
with Susan, the aching arousal, his constant hard-on, made it
impossible to conceal his excited state. More than once he'd
woken to find himself pressing his erection into her, and her
pushing him away, scolding him about, "not giving her any rest."

Just when he'd reached utter exhaustion, he finally found Kali
in the chat room, and hurriedly sent her an invitation to private
message with him. She'd immediately responded with, "Did you
enjoy our first fuck?"

He's typed quickly, "God, it was wild! I mean, the dream I had
was mind-blowing. Did you dream of the same thing?"

She'd responded, "I was really there. It wasn't a dream."

Stunned, Nelson couldn't form a reply.

Her words came again, "Would you like to do it again? I can
prove I'm real."

Sitting there, Nelson felt his erection surging inside his pants,
and put one hand lightly over it. All hesitation left him, and he
replied, "God yes! I don't know what this is all about, but I
know I want you again!"

She wrote, "Then let's sign off, and you go to bed. Remember,
you must sleep alone. I don't like to compete with your wife.
You disappointed me, returning to her bed."

Nelson felt a moment of apprehension, almost fear, but that
only excited him more; this was totally freaky! He typed, "I
promise, I'll be alone...waiting for you."

After checking on Susan, who was fast asleep, and Jenny...who
was, thankfully asleep too...he went into the guest bedroom, and
took off all his clothing, crawled between the sheets. Like
before, he didn't touch himself, but his erection was
tremendous and leaking pre-cum. Lying there, he listened to the
winter wind howling around the eaves of the house, and
wondered if he was losing his mind? 

But then, all at once, the wind stopped howling, there was an
eerie silence...and he looked to the side of the bed, where he
saw the voluptuous red-head materialize. She seemed to form
out of thin air, her ethereal shape becoming solid, real and her
sultry voice saying, "Do you want me, lover?"

He nodded, frightened at the eerie sensations accompanying
her arrival. The hair on the back of his neck stood up, and an
electric thrill of fear ran through his body, but it was laced
with sexual excitement. He'd never been so powerfully potent
in his whole life, and said to her, "Please...let's make love."

"Fuck, you mean?" She asked, giving him a sexy smile, her
pouty lips begging to be kissed.

He reached out, pulled her to him and felt her burning skin, the
soft, hot skin as she straddled him, her wanton abandon to
lewdness as she leaned her naked body over and upon him, large
breasts flattening against his hairy chest. He groaned,
thrusting his erection up toward the molten teeming center of
her, but she pulled away, teasing him by dipping, then pulling
back, her lips coming down hard on his as they began to kiss
open-mouthed. He shoved his hard-on up against her crotch, she
gasped, suddenly took it deep, deep inside her and he began to
pump furiously into her cunt, feeling her tiny bites on his neck,
along his shoulder as she moaned and shrieked, "Fuck me! Fuck
me! Do it hard!"

Nelson almost put his hand over her mouth, fearing she'd wake
Susan and the baby, but he was so far into it, that he couldn't
stop himself from ramming her hard, then turning her over, and
pinning her beneath him as he began to seriously fuck her with
long, deep, hard thrusts that shoved his penis to the depth, the
center of her, making her cry out, sob and moan with pleasure.
He was fucking her so hard that his breathing was labored, and
he felt his orgasm building, building...when suddenly she put her
hands on his chest, and forced him off her; she was more
powerful than he'd known, and he was left gasping, his dick
exposed and throbbing with near-climax...lying on his back, at
her mercy.

Kali laughed real low, a strange sound, then she said, "Not just
yet. Don't cum yet, don't you want me to suck you off, like last
time?"

He nodded, mute with the agony of intense pleasure. "Either
way...I need it, I need to cum, I'm hurting..."

She put her hand at the base of his penis, tightening her
fingers, effectively stopping his semen and shattering him
almost with the excruciating pain of such a move. He groaned,
his head rolling from side to side on the pillow, and she
straddled him, her head lowering as her mouth opened and took
the head of his penis into it, tonguing the tip, making his hips
rise off the bed, a cry of rapture coming from him. He'd lost
all sense of time and place, and as she gave him head, his
erection going deep down her throat, he was sobbing, writhing
with an intensity he'd never known...

Just as she took her hand away from the base of his penis, he
started to climax, his whole body a spasm, a proxysm of
shuddering pleasure as jism gushed, rushed out and he ran his
hands through her long, wavy hair, biting his lips to keep from
screaming with pleasure. The orgasm seemed to go on and on,
his body rising and falling, her mouth sucking, sucking with
each jerking spasm until at last he fell backward, spent, seeing
her licking the last drops off his semi-hard prick. God, she
wasn't stopping, and as she kept licking, circling with her
tongue, he felt his limp penis getting hard again, and wanted to
cry with the exquisite sensations she was evoking... He urged,
"God, don't stop, keep it going."

She was expertly manipulating his penis, her hand running up
and down the base, her tongue licking and mouth diving, sucking,
and drawing an erection as hard as a rock. He began to want to
fuck again, and she took him in her mouth, and he pumped hard
into it, rising and falling, nearly dying with the tender rawness
of too-soon-sex after orgasm. But he didn't stop, he just kept
going, going, fucking her mouth, and realizing he loved oral sex,
almost better than fucking the normal way...thinking how Susan
would never give him this, ever, and what he'd be missing
forever in his marriage.

When the climax hit, he felt his body spasm, and the sweat
pouring off him; he was in the throes of bliss, bucking and
jolting across the empty bed when he awoke. As his jism
spurted out all over the sheets, he saw that he was alone, his
penis thrusting into the knotted sheet, a pillow between his
legs, pressing on his balls...a sticky, wet mess all over the bed.

Drained at last, he sat up and ran a hand through his damp hair.
He felt that he was losing his mind...but just then, across the
room, he saw Kali. She started toward him, and said, "Come
with me, and you can always have this kind of sex."

He didn't hesitate, didn't think, simply held out his hand for
her, felt the shock of her cold, icy touch.

                              *  *  *  *

The next morning Susan found him dead. His body was wrapped
in the knotted sheets, part of it tightly around his neck, the
room sex-and-sweat saturated. Later, the autopsy stated he'd
died of a heart attack while masturbating, a kinky, auto-erotic
asphixation death.

And somewhere, in the deep of night, another man sits before
his computer and sees a woman named Kali enter the chat
room...not knowing she is a devil woman, a succubus in search of
male victims.

                        The End
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