Pervikar

by John Evans

  Per sat still for half a second, momentarily baffled by her actions. Uncertain as to what was going on, he stood up and followed. The manor house was dark, but Per's infravision picked up Cendri's body heat just as she crossed the dining room and disappeared into the living room. He grunted in irritation and chased after her. As he walked into the living room, he spotted Cendri ascending the stairs. He took the stairs two at a time and caught up to her just after she entered the master bedroom.

  "Cendri, what are you doing?" Per asked angrily.

  "Oh, I thought we could better spend our time together alone," said Cendri unhooking her belt and letting it drop to the floor. "You liked the feel of my body earlier when you pulled me off, uh, Karlto."

  As Cendri started to unlace her blouse realization crashed in on Per.

  "You're not Cendri," he said accusingly.

  "I am and I am not," replied Cendri, pulling her blouse over her head, exposing a nice pair of firm, round breasts. "I'm ready for you and I know you want me."

  Cendrireached for the laces on Per's shirt. "No!" said Per grasping her wrists. "What I want is for you to leave Cendri's body. Are you the woman in the portrait? Why are you here?"

  "I am the mistress of this manor, killed by an insane suitor and forced to possess all females who stay in this house. Please, ease my pain and sleep with me."

  "No," said Per. "Release Cendri and we will do what we can for you."

  "Please!" pleaded Cendri. She edged closer to rub her breasts against Per's hands. "It will be good. I know you have to climax twice. I remember from, uh, Octavia."

  "No!" barked Per, shaking Cendri. "Release her! Release her now!"

  Per was shocked when a ghostly image seemed to separate from Cendri. A pale, translucent form began to float above her and Per could see that it was the head and shoulders of the woman in then portrait. Time stood still for a second before, with an unearthly shriek, the ghostly form snapped back into Cendri.

  "Cursed, I am!" she snarled. "I was almost free! What is not given willingly, I will take by force!"

  A searing bolt of intense cold transmitted from Cendri's wrists through Per’s body. He fell to the floor , his muscles paralyzed by the chilling touch. Cendri, now free, whipped off the skirt she had been wearing and kneeled down beside him. She swiftly undid his pants, exposing his large cock.

  "I'm sorry," said Cendri as she took his cock between her hands and began to massage and stroke it. "I am cursed to take pleasure in every woman's body that spends the night here."

  Per was unable to speak. His entire body was paralyzed, but strangely the warmth of her hands sent waves of pleasure down his cock. In spite of himself, he could feel his prick respond to her caresses and begin to harden. Cendri pumped his cock with long, lingering strokes.

  When his cock was at its full twelve inch length, Cendri released it and climbed on top of Per. On her hands and knees, she reached down to aim his cock at her pussy entrance. Easing backwards, she pushed herself down onto his hard cock. The head slid past her outer cunt lips into her incredibly wet, tight, hot hole. Cendri wriggled back and forth forcing more of his cock into her pussy. Per felt her cunt stretch tight around the hard shaft of his prick. She managed to get five inches in before she had to stop.

  "She's much tighter than Octavia," gasped ghost inside Cendri's body. "Oh, yes! It feels so good!"

  Cendri began rocking back and forth on her hands and knees, fucking up and down on Per's cock. Her pussy, stretched to its limit, clasped his cock tightly, despite her leaking lubrication. Her breasts, average in size, swayed only slightly in time to her rocking motion. The ghost had closed Cendri's eyes and was savoring the hard shaft stuffed up Cendri's pussy.

  The heat of Cendri's cunt felt like liquid sunshine to Per's frozen body. The heat against the cold was sending untold pleasure through his cock. He felt the pressure building inside him as she fucked herself faster on his cock. Per's sexual tension sped through him like a racing meteor. His climax exploded inside him and all he could do was lay there as he felt his cock shoot off its first spurt.

  "Oh! Oh, my!" gasped the ghost as she felt the first hard spurt of cum shoot into Cendri’s cunt. She gasped again as the hot sperm set off her own orgasm. Cendri's body shook and quivered as she orgasmed. Her juices flowed out to mix with the creamy jism Per was pumping into her. She then collapsed, panting, onto Per's chest.

  Per felt the beginning burn of his lust craze and was terrified because he could not move. It was a few moments before Cendri stirred and slid off his cock. She looked down at him with a trace of sorrow and left the room.

  The fire in his loins burned hotter and Per panicked as the red haze started to filter over his eyes. His muscles remained frozen no matter what he did. It was then that a naked Octavia walked into the room.

  "I could not leave you," she said. "The bodies I possess not only give me all their senses, but also some of their knowledge and feelings. Since Octavia would not leave you like this, neither can I."

  The possessed Octavia climbed on top of Per. Her breasts, being much larger and fuller than Cendri's, hung down to rest on his chest as she reached down between them to aim his rock-hard cock. As it touched the entrance to her cunt, she sank backwards on it. Per's prick slid easily into her dripping cunt until it hit the top of her cervix after going in eight inches.

  "Oh, yes!" she moaned. "That feels so good!" The ghost sat still, feeling the hard shaft stuffed inside Octavia. "Oh, yes! The curse forces me to have sex, but it also makes the body I am in instantly ready. Oh, you're so hard! Oh, my!"

  Per was beyond hearing or caring. His fear subsided as his cock was encased in hot, wet flesh, but that only served to increase the fires burning within him. The ghost was savoring the feeling of his cock inside Octavia way too much for his inflamed condition. She was barely moving on his cock. Per desperately wanted to grab her and ram his cock in and out of her pussy. His frustration was insurmountable because his paralysis prevented him from doing anything about his lust.

  The ghost humped Octavia's body faster on Per's cock. Her breasts swung like pendulums as she rammed as much of his prick up her pussy as possible. The pressure started to build in Per's balls as her pussy gripped the shaft of his cock tightly.

  Octavia was gasping heavily as she fucked herself on Per's cock. The musky odor of sex filled the air and Per, even in his state, could distinguish the difference between Octavia and Cendri's scents. Octavia gasped loudly and the gasped again as she thrust herself down as far as possible on his hard cock.

  The head of his cock banged against the top of her cervix as Per felt Octavia's pussy spasm in her orgasm. The clenching of her vaginal muscles around his cock pushed him over the edge and, even though he still could not move, Per felt his whole body tighten as his cum shot out into Octavia.

  The ghost felt Per's hot jism spurt into Octavia's cunt and ground her hips down to savor the hot, wet feeling. He spurted another gooey load of cum into her milking pussy before his climax subsided. Unfortunately, his lust craze only increased instead of disappearing. His vision was almost obscured by the red haze and his cock felt as hard and as heavy as a steel bar.

  "Oh, that was nice," sighed Octavia. "I…" She paused. "What's wrong? You climaxed twice. You should be fine. Oh, no! I can't fight it!"

  Octavia pulled herself off Per's cock with a wet slurping sound. His prick slapped wetly against his stomach as she stood up quickly and walked out of the room. Per was left on the floor, paralyzed and still in his lust craze.

  The fires of his lust burned even brighter and hotter inside him. Even though there was no visible movement, Per felt as if he was shaking all over. A painful pressure was beginning to build in his balls as he barely was aware of Gedda walking into the room.

  "I'm sorry, Per," she said. "The curse will not make me stop."

  Gedda threw a slim leg over Per's hips and squatted down. She reached down with one hand and grasped Per's cum-covered cock to point it straight up. Sh
e placed the tip of his cock on her cunt and pushed downward.

  The tip of Per's cock split her outer cunt lips apart exposing the red flesh inside, but Gedda had to stop even before the entire head was inside her vagina. Her cunt was stretched as wide as it would go around the diameter of Per's large prick.

  "Ow! Ugh!" grunted Gedda, her slim frame wobbling on top of Per's cock. "She's much tighter than the other two, but I have to!"

  Gedda's face screwed up in a grimace as she held onto Per's cock with both hands and forced herself down onto it. Per did not even hear her as he was smothered by his overpowering lust. All he was concerned about was the incredibly tight band of hot, wet flesh stretching down onto his cock. Gedda had forced two inches inside her before she had to stop again. Her clitoris was pushed out from her overstretched cunt.

  "Oh! Augh!" she groaned. "I can't… I can't take anymore!"

  Gedda remained poised on top of Per's cock as her body adjusted to the massive intrusion. He desperately wanted to grab her and fuck her with all his might. After a while, the ghost made Gedda's body lift up off the hard cock and the then slid back down onto it. She made sure, by holding onto it with both hands, that only two inches of it went inside her cunt.

  Per groaned internally as the head of his cock was subjected alternately to cold air to hot cunt. Gedda's slim legs pushed herself up and down onto his prick, while her hands held it in place. He could feel her pussy being stretched as she fucked herself on the head of his penis. The tight binding feeling of her pussy against the sensitive head of his cock produced additional pressure in his balls. Per was ready to go off like a geyser. Gedda's body was sweating from exertions, despite the cold air. The pain of having her pussy stretched abnormally wide and the sexual pleasure she was feeling were overloading her body.

  Lying motionless on the floor, Per could not hold back, nor did he want to. His first shot of cum spurted out just as Gedda rose up, making the thick sperm splatter all over her pussy. She forced herself back down quickly as a second larger spurt shot out. Gedda inhaled sharply as she felt the hot jizz fill her womb and roll down her legs. She released Per's cock with one hand and brought it up to rub her over-extended clit. It took only a touch to set off her own powerful orgasm. Gedda shook and quaked on top of his cock as she exploded with sexual passion. She did not even notice his third spurt of hot cum into her.

  The ghost possessing Gedda released Per's cock and rolled off to the side. Her cunt and thighs were splattered with white cum. She lay gasping for several seconds before she could speak. "I've never orgasmed like that," she gasped breathlessly.

  "Per, please believe me, I have no choice. The curse makes me do this. I am so sorry." She placed a hand on his chest, but snatched it back as she felt the hot skin. "You're burning up! But you came three times! I… I don't understand. I'll be right back!"

  Gedda jumped up and almost doubled over as pain from her over-stretched pussy lanced through her. Gritting her teeth, the ghost forced her body out of the room and down the stairs. Per's mind was numb with lust and did not even realize that she had left. His only desire was to quench the burning lust building and building within his body. He did not even know that Octavia had walked back into the room.

  Octavia stood beside the still paralyzed Per. Suddenly, a ghostly form separated from her body and floated over to hover on the other side of him. Octavia staggered back slightly, shaking her head and trying to orient herself. The apparition coalesced into the upper body of the woman in the portrait. Octavia stared at her for only a second before her hand flashed down to where her sword normally was. When her hand slapped against her hip, Octavia realized that she was naked.

  "Something is wrong," came the eerie voice from the ghost. "He climaxed three times, but he is burning up. I don't know what to do." The ghost then sank swiftly down through the floor.

  "Wait!" cried Octavia, but the ghost had disappeared. "Damn!"

  Octavia knelt down beside Per. She touched him and felt the heat radiating off his body. Looking at his violet eyes, she could discern a red tinge to them, even in the dim night light.

  "Oh, shit," swore Octavia as she realized what the ghost had been saying.

  She wasted no time. Octavia slid down to kneel beside Per and grasped his cock. It was like gripping a hot iron shaft as hard as it was. She sealed her lips around the tip and began stroking it quickly using both hands. She knew she had to make Per cum quickly so she pumped his cock with both hands as fast as she dared, while her tongue lashed back and forth over the sensitive head. Octavia became worried when Per made no movement or sound, but did not stop what she was doing with his cock. It seemed like forever that she was jacking him off and licking over the head of his cock. Octavia was getting desperate enough to go get help, when a spurt of hot thick cum filled her mouth without warning.

  She almost gagged at the unexpectedness of the spurt and her cheeks billowed out as Per's cock spurted out more and more cum. Sperm leaked out of the corners of her overfilled mouth, despite her desperate swallowing of his thick hot cream. His spurts finally tapered off and Octavia swallowed down the rest of Per's jism. His body felt less hot and she grabbed his hand. Octavia was shocked as she realized that his muscles were rigid. She was about to run downstairs for Pawl when Per's weak voice stopped her. She bent down to put her ear next to his mouth.

  "Ghost" he whispered through clenched teeth. "Paralyzed. Wearing off."

  "I know about the ghost," said Octavia. "She brought me here. How are you otherwise?"

  "Fine," hissed Per a little louder as he forced his jaw open. "I think that is thanks to you. I was overcome by that damn lust curse I have."

  "Curse?' asked Octavia. "From my understanding, it is part of your heritage."

  "Yeah, I know. It still feels like a curse" said Per, painfully sitting up. “But isn’t a real one, not like the one the ghost had.”

  He blew out a long breath. "I'm sorry. I should have moved us over to the stable. The ghost took over Cendri first. I didn't even see it happen. She led me up here first. I confronted her here and she almost left Cendri's body. I think the curse forced her back into it. She said the curse forces her to possess every female who stays here to have sex. Well, I told her no and she paralyzed me. She used Cendri's body, then yours and then Gedda's. Oh, Gods, we have to check on Gedda. I have an image of pain associated with her."

  "How far did you go in her?" asked Octavia anxiously.

  "I don't know. Not far, I think, but I was paralyzed and pretty out of it," said Per as he stiffly rose to his feet. "She's not, uh… she’s kinda small."

  "Let's go to the kitchen and I'll check on her," said Octavia. "Can you make it? It's freezing up here."

  Per slowly followed Octavia back down to the kitchen where they quickly got dressed. He saw that the storm was diminishing and the sky was beginning to lighten up towards the east. Octavia went over and gently woke up Gedda. Holding her finger to her lips, she for Gedda to follow her. Gedda got up, stopped and her face looked scared as she felt the pain in her groin. Octavia shook her head to reassure the girl and helped her out into the other room. Per went over and woke up Cendri.

  "What? Oh, damn, I fell asleep on duty!" exclaimed Cendri as she snapped awake.

  "No," said Per quietly. "A ghost took over your body and put you to sleep. How do you feel?"

  "A ghost!" whispered Cendri, sitting up. Her blanket slid off her revealing her firm breasts. Cendri swore and snatched the blankets back up to cover her. "It happened again, didn't it?"

  "Yes, with me this time," said Per, looking down. "I'm sorry. I'm more concerned that you are not hurt. We can deal with the ghost later. Are you alright?"

  "I'm okay," said Cendri. "Why didn't you stop it?"

  "The ghost paralyzed me when it was in your body. It then used you and then possessed Octavia and Gedda," answered Per.

  "So, you could not do anything, either," stated Cendri. "That ghost has a lot to answer for."

  "She does not h
ave much choice, either," replied Per. "Octavia and Gedda are in the other room. Would you go and see how they are?"

  Cendri quickly slipped into her clothing as Per stoked up the kitchen fire. She went into the other room and, after a few minutes, Per followed her. The women were sitting at the dining room table and someone had built a fire in the fireplace. Per could also look across the foyer to see a fire in the living room fireplace. He sat down in a chair at the table.

  "First, I want to say how sorry I am," apologized Per to the three women. "We should have stayed in the stable. How are you feeling, Gedda?"

  "Just like a man to get it backwards," said Gedda. "You should first ask how I am feeling, then apologize. What do you have? A tree trunk between your legs?"

  "Gedda!" admonished Octavia. "Look at him. He's seven and a half feet tall and a bit shy of weighing a ton. He's big everywhere!"

  Gedda snorted in amusement and Cendri choked on her laughter. Even Per had to smile. Everyone turned as Pawl and Karlto came into the room.

  "I say, what's the joke?" yawned a sleepy Karlto. "Why are you in this icy place instead of the kitchen?"

  "Good question," replied Cendri, rubbing her arms. The fire in the fireplace had not taken the cold out of the walls yet. "C'mon, let's get breakfast started."

  She shooed Karlto and Pawl back into the kitchen and was followed by Octavia. Per stopped Gedda as she made to follow everyone else. "I am sorry," he told her.

  "From what Octavia briefly told me, you had no more control than I did," said Gedda. She then smiled. "Actually, I'm kinda sorry I missed it.”

  "Per, what happened last night?" Pawl asked as he entered the kitchen. "Karlto and I were never awakened for our watches."

  "Go ahead and tell them," said Cendri as she prepared breakfast. "I can talk and cook at the same time."