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From: "Stephen Gray" <sgray113@hotmail.com>
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Subject: {ASSM} Cult of the Triangle 08 {S Gray} (MF mc magic preg)
Date: Wed,  6 Aug 2003 21:10:03 -0400
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Chapter Eight:  The First Girl

 Professor Moore smiled with dark anticipation when he saw David leading
Suzanne into the unholy glade.  He could see the fear in the young girl's
eyes as she looked upon her former classmates.  Only a few days ago, these
boys and girls had been ordinary college students, diligently acquiring
knowledge to prepare for their futures.  Their teachers had strived to
instill them with virtue and faith, in the hope that they would live their
lives as morally upright citizens.

 Up until a year ago, Moore had been one of those noble teachers.  During a
visit to the ancient lands of the Mediterranean, however, his life had taken
a dramatic turn.  While exploring a ruined temple on the outskirts of
Jerusalem one day, he had stumbled upon a book of inestimable age.  Even
with his considerable linguistic skill, he could barely manage to decipher
its text.  He resolved to bring the tome to a museum in America, so that it
could be examined by experts.

 As the day progressed, however, a strange hunger began to stir within him.
He found himself becoming increasingly preoccupied with thoughts of sexual
desire.  He imagined it was probably due to the fact that he had not had an
orgasm in a while, and his body was simply telling him that it was time to
masturbate.  He had no way of knowing that his urges were actually being
inspired by the book he had found, and that it was slowly working its
insidious spell upon him.  All he knew was that his cock felt itchy and ripe
for a creamy eruption - nothing that a little hand rubbing couldn't fix.

 But by the time he returned to the village where he was staying, the hunger
had grown much worse.  He found himself wandering slowly through the crowded
bazaar, his gaze lingering upon the veiled women - particularly the younger
ones, whose curious eyes glanced this way and that.  What would they look
like, he wondered, without those oppressive garments?  He yearned to be
alone with one of them, to cast aside those dark robes and see the flesh
that lay beneath.  There were so many women; the marketplace was teeming
with them, and it was hard to avoid brushing up against their bodies as he
made his way through the throng.  Occasionally it was necessary for him to
touch some of them, gently making them aware of his presence as he pushed
through the crowd.  But the more he touched, the more he longed to touch -
and his hands began to glide dangerously far down the slender backs of the
young women.  He went a little further every time, and it wasn't long before
his hands were sliding across firm bottoms concealed only by a mere layer of
coarse cloth.

 But those quick, surreptitious contacts were not enough; he needed more.
Without thinking about what he was doing, he reached between the thighs of a
girl who couldn't have been more than twenty.  She yelped with surprise and
whirled to face him.  Her black veil masked everything except for her dark
eyes, which glared at him with anger and surprise.  He meant to tell her he
was sorry - but that would have been a lie.  He had wanted to touch her, and
he still wanted to touch her.  Instinctively, he reached for her again.  His
hand groped its way between her legs, and he heard a sharp intake of breath
as his fingers searched for the heart of her womanhood beneath that black
robe.

 It was madness, of course.  How could he be doing such a thing?  Fondling
an innocent peasant girl, right in the middle of a crowded plaza?  He
wouldn't have thought himself capable of such a vile, outrageous act.  And
yet, here he was, patiently stroking the young girl's crotch.  Amazingly
enough, no one seemed to notice - not even when the girl began to moan
softly.  The townspeople just swarmed around the two of them, like water
sliding past a river island.  So he just kept rubbing her, watching intently
as she slowly succumbed to the pussy massage.

 It suddenly occurred to him that he could have this girl if he wanted to.
Judging from the way she was reacting to his fingers, he doubted that it
would be very difficult to persuade her to come with him to his hotel.  Once
he got her up to his room, he could do to her all the things that a man can
do to a woman.  Within an hour from now, he could be sinking his cock into
this young female, watching her naked body writhe with pleasure as he fucked
her juicy cunt...

 Her ragged moans brought him back to reality.  People were starting to
notice what he was doing to her - but that didn't stop him from doing it.
As if driven by a perverse desire to make her come, he began to rub her even
harder, his fingers insistently stroking the flesh of her groin.  The girl
must have been aware that people were now staring at her, but she seemed
unable to extract herself from the hand between her legs.  She mewled with
helpless lust as his fingers massaged her pussy, and he could see her eyes
beginning to glaze as the pleasure overwhelmed her.  He smiled, knowing that
this girl wasn't going anywhere until she had a nice, long orgasm.

 Unfortunately, her mother had other plans.  Suddenly appearing from behind
the young girl like a grim specter, the older woman unleashed a reprimand
full of harsh words, spoken so fast that Moore could barely comprehend them.
He could see the frustration and disappointment in the young girl's eyes as
she reluctantly pulled away from him.

 Then something strange happened.  Moore heard a deep, savage growl - and
realized that it was coming from his own throat.  He found himself lunging
forward and grabbing the girl's arm, tugging her free from her mother's
grasp.  When the crone stepped forward to reclaim her daughter, he shouted
at her - but the words were not his own, nor was the voice.  He was speaking
a language that he didn't even know.  The mother seemed to know it, though,
for she suddenly recoiled from him and made a sign against evil spirits.

 What happened next was a blur.  He remembered pushing his way through the
crowd, his hand clamped firmly on the young girl's arm.  The hot air was
filled with a cacophony of angry voices; there were people everywhere,
shouting, screaming.  It was a terrible chaos, much as he imagined hell to
be.

 He managed to escape into a narrow alley, still pulling the girl along
behind him.  He led her away from the din of the marketplace, away from her
mother and the life she had known.  He led her to his hotel, where he
brought her upstairs to his room.

 As soon as he got her inside, his hands went straight for her robe.  His
hands savagely unraveled the textile barriers between him and her groin, and
the girl stood there and panted with excitement as he tugged and pulled.  In
a matter of seconds, he was tearing away the final scraps of cloth that had
guarded her womanhood.  His prize in sight, he immediately lunged forward
and buried his face in her crotch.  His tongue latched on to her furry slit,
and he heard her gasp as he began to lick.

 And lick.  And lick.  Swirling into her groin, patiently massaging the
fleshy lips that guarded the entrance to her womb.  It was all over for the
young girl.  She stood there and allowed him to eat her pussy, completely
unaware of the danger she was in.  As for the professor, he no longer
considered the consequences of what he was doing, nor did he realize that
something dark and sinister was beginning to take root in his body.  All he
knew was that there was a wet pussy before him, and he desperately wanted to
lick it and make her come.

 With this single ambition in mind, he diligently lapped her sweet little
twat.  He could hear her breathing growing more and more erratic as he took
turns licking and sucking her moist sex flesh.  She began to sigh with
pleasure - and as the minutes ticked by, those sighs became increasingly
lustful.  He just kept stirring her groin, his tongue slithering erotically
against her sensitive slit.  While his mouth worked on her pussy, his hands
glided up and down her shapely thighs, gently coaxing them further apart.
His tongue began to delve deep into her vulva, rubbing wetly into her crack
and making her moan with wanton longing.

 She wasn't going to last much longer.  He could feel her legs beginning to
tremble, and he was drawing more and more fluid from her pussy with every
sensuous lick.  She let out a loud, fervent moan as his tongue prodded the
roof of her clitoris, swirling its way into the heart of her sex.  Yes, she
was going to come very soon.  His lips closed in on her clit, and he gave it
a long, slurping kiss that soon turned into a long, slurping suck.  Her
moans became louder and increasingly desperate as he eagerly ate her female
flesh, his tongue wreaking havoc upon the poor girl's stiff little pleasure
button.

 When she came, her howl could have been heard through the entire hotel.
Her pretty young body wriggled and heaved as he grabbed her ass and kept his
mouth locked upon her convulsing groin.  Wave after wave of hot silvery
cream oozed from her quivering crevice, and the professor just kept milking
her for more.  He had never gone down on a woman before, but here he was,
his face between the young girl's thighs, eating her pussy like a
full-fledged expert.  He instinctively knew where to lick, how hard to lick,
and everything else that needed to be done in order to make her orgasm last
for a long, wet eternity.

 When it was over, she sank to the floor with a dazed smile on her face.
The smile continued as he carried her to the bed and began to remove the
rest of her clothing.  It never occurred to him that he should not be doing
this.  All of his former notions of decency and morality had fled from his
mind, to be replaced by the hard, swelling lust in his cock.  As her
clothing gave way to soft, enticing skin, he knew what he had to do.

 On the table beside the bed, the ancient black book slowly opened.  It
seemed to watch the professor as he pulled away the last of the girl's
clothing and proceeded to remove his own.  When both man and woman were
completely naked, certain words on the book's pages began to glimmer with an
eerie, unnatural radiance.  The words glowed stronger when the professor
guided his penis to the girl's twat and started to nudge it inside.  She
moaned as the rigid flesh sank deep inside her, squirming its way toward her
womb.

 And the fucking began.  The professor gritted his teeth and eagerly slid
his meaty erection in and out of the young girl's wet pussy.  Soft mewling
cries escaped her lips as his hard dick burrowed inside her, rubbing
deliciously against the inner walls of her sex.  He screwed her slowly,
patiently sinking his shaft into her creamy hole while she squirmed and
squealed.  The pages on the book were glowing brighter now, as if feeding
upon the erotic energy of the mating couple.  As the professor rhythmically
poked his rod deep into the feverish girl, his thoughts grew increasingly
sinister and obscene.  He gazed down at the beautiful young body beneath him
with pure, abject lust as he rammed his hard dick in and out of her.  This
wasn't about love at all; it was about invasion.  With every thrust into her
gooey sex hole, she fell deeper and deeper into an evil spell of irrevocable
perversion.  He was corrupting her with pleasure - and with the aid of the
unholy tome, her soul would soon belong to him.  The demon within him smiled
as he continued to plow his rigid organ into her sopping cunt.  The poor
girl writhed and moaned with lustful agony, unaware that she was being
seduced by an ancient and terrible force.

 The moments passed slowly.  The small room was filled with the sounds of
wet flesh smacking together, along with desperate cries of female lust.  It
was almost time.  The professor willed his cock to swell even larger as it
moved in and out of her steamy vagina, and the girl moaned with
appreciation.  Her nipples were hugely erect, and she gently pinched and
massaged them as the professor grabbed her thighs and held them apart.  He
began to fuck her hard, forcefully pushing his thick tool into her pussy
with swift, brutal strokes.  She whimpered and groaned, her head rolling
left and right as he pounded into her groin.  This was it - the final step
of the dark ritual.  While he eagerly sank his dick into the young woman,
the evil book worked its insidious spell upon her, its sinister words
burning into her lust-addled mind.  When she finally realized what was
happening, she tried her best to resist it - but when the professor reached
down and began to tickle her proud little clit, it was all over for her.
Within a matter of seconds, her pussy was pumping with cum again as she
writhed in ecstasy.  While the orgasm ravaged her mind, she had no defense
against the unholy grimoire.  A torrent of obscene thoughts began to pour
into her head, insidiously warping the fibers of her consciousness.  The
professor smiled and watched as she gradually succumbed to the new ideas.
She was almost there; only one more thing needed to be done in order to
completely corrupt this innocent young beauty.

 With a grin of ferocious lust, he sent his cock deep into her cum-drenched
pussy.  She squirmed and whimpered as his thick log sank into her hot cunt,
fucking her fast and hard.  With each thrust of his swollen erection, he
took another step closer to blasting his creamy load right into the young
girl's womb.  As if sensing this, the book began to glow again - but this
time its evil energies were focused upon the professor.  Within his bouncing
testicles, life-giving sperm began to mutate into tiny black eels, wriggling
with a new, unholy purpose.  As the professor slid his engorged penis in and
out of the girl's sopping sex slit, his orgasm drew closer and closer.
Then, with a final, savage grunt, he pushed his throbbing cock deep inside
the young girl and unleashed his cum upon her.  She moaned helplessly as
thick wads of hot cream squirted into her oily cunt, sending waves and waves
of dark sperm in search of their prey.  He kept sliding his convulsing cock
in and out of her sweltering pussy, pumping her full of sticky male sex
cream.  If there was an egg in her, his little minions would be sure to find
it.

 He fucked her several times that night, injecting dose after dose of
demonic seed into her womb.  With each orgasm, her moans grew more and more
lascivious.  She began to purr lustful encouragements to him as he plowed
her weeping pussy, her language growing more dirty and obscene each time he
screwed her.  There was a new hunger in her eyes now, an insatiable need
that she had never known before.

 When morning finally arrived, the professor called for breakfast.  The meal
was brought to the room by a bright-eyed young lad, perhaps only eighteen
years of age.  The boy dutifully placed the food on the table, trying his
best not to stare at the beautiful young woman who entered the room and
smiled invitingly at him.  He did stare, however, when she unfastened her
robe and slowly parted it for him.  The youth had never seen a naked woman
before, and his eyes drank in every lovely detail, from her bulging breasts
down to her furry groin.  He continued to stare as she glided closer,
allowing her robe to slip to the floor.

 With a sultry smile on her lips, she took his hand and placed it upon her
breast.  She could feel him trembling with excitement as she guided his palm
over her supple curves, giving him a sensuous tour of her firm female flesh.
It was having a powerful effect on the boy, whose breathing began to quicken
when she led his hand down across the smooth expanse of her belly.  Then his
hand was upon her pussy, and she pressed it firmly against her warm nether
slit.  She rubbed his hand against her crotch, wanting to show him how wet
she was, how ready she was for a nice hard fucking.

 And that's exactly what he was going to give her.  He obediently followed
her into the bedroom, where she helped him out of his cheap uniform.  When
his hard cock sprang into view, she lay back on the bed and opened her
thighs invitingly.  There was no hesitation on the boy's part as he took his
place between her legs and positioned his throbbing organ.  She gasped with
joy as the young penis sank into her sweaty groin, digging deep into her sex
crevice.  The boy began to fuck her, instinctively sliding his rigid phallus
in and out of her wet cunt.  She moaned as his thick flesh moved inside her,
deliciously scratching her lustful itch.

 While the boy eagerly screwed the young girl, the professor calmly walked
into the bedroom and sat down on a chair near the bed.  Ignoring the nervous
glances from the boy, he opened the black book and began to read aloud
passages from its unholy pages.  One by one, the evil words sank into the
boy's mind, polluting his thoughts with obscene desires.  The girl beneath
him smiled as she watched her lover's expression slowly change.  His
confused apprehension began to dissipate, and he was soon driving his firm
dick into her gooey twat with full abandon.  The girl moaned with delight,
relishing her participation in the young boy's downfall.  With the
professor's help, she would rid this young stud of his conscience and
transform him into a lustful animal, insatiably addicted to sex.  His horny
cock would find its way into other women - and with each burst of
impregnating seed, he would ensnare another soul.

 The professor closed the book and watched as the boy pumped his hard penis
into the girl's juicy clam.  The spell had been cast, and all that needed to
be done now was to make sure that the boy pumped his cum into the young
girl's cunt.  Both his sperm and his soul would then be trapped in her womb,
nurturing the demonic force that festered within her.  Unaware of his peril,
the boy continued to slide his throbbing erection in and out of her
clutching vagina, relishing every delicious thrust into her hot, wet tunnel.
His thrusts grew harder and faster; he was getting ready to squirt his
creamy load.  The girl spread her thighs as wide as she could, moaning lusty
encouragements to her young victim as he pounded his engorged organ into her
sopping cunt.

 Then there was a loud crash as the door burst open.  Several armed men
swept into the hotel room, their faces grim and fierce as they made their
way to the bedroom.  The boy paid no attention to them; he simply continued
to plow his swelling dick into the young girl's frothing pussy.  One of the
men rushed forward and pulled the boy away from his lover, just as his cock
began to squirt its silvery seed all over the bedroom floor.  The girl
moaned with disappointment, but then began to offer herself to these new
men, hoping that one of them would step forward and continue what the boy
had started.

 From his hiding place in the closet, the professor watched as the dark-clad
men placed holy symbols upon the boy and girl, murmuring incantations to
protect themselves from temptation.  They carefully clothed the young
couple, tying their hands and leading them out of the hotel.

 When they were gone, the professor emerged from the closet, fuming with
irritation.  Who were those men, and how had they known what was going on
here?  Would they come after him next, and try to take the book from him?
He could not allow that to happen; he had to escape from this place and
return to his own country, where he would be free to start over again.


to be continued...


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