by Eric Vall
The rest of us were right behind the imp, and we followed him out into the parking lot until we came upon Shadow, our trusty twenty-fifteen black Jeep Wrangler.
“Let’s get out of here before we create a hipster rebellion,” I chuckled as I opened up the driver’s side door and slid into the seat.
“That’d be the worst, bro,” Todd giggled as he plopped down in the passenger’s side and began his transformation back into an imp. “You’d never be able to tell if somebody was a member of the rebellion, or just a poor artisan lumberjack or beat-poet farmer caught in the crossfire.”
“I thought that place was quite nice,” Sia noted as she ambled in the middle part of the back seat, and Aruna and Mirage sat around her. “It had a great aesthetic, and the food was delicious. Perhaps I’ll give it a good review on Yelp … ”
“Jesus, Jakey,” Todd gasped and spun around in the leather seat, “it’s spreading! Strawberry Shortcake, if you’re in there, listen to me closely. If you hear The Airborne Toxic Event, do not go toward the music!”
“I’m fine, Todd.” Sia shook her head with amusement. “It was just a nice establishment, that’s all.”
“If you say so … ” Todd said as he made an “I’m watching you” motion with his fingers. “But the second you start using a polaroid camera, I’m bringing out the big guns.”
“See?” Mirage giggled as she looked over at Aruna. “These are the kind of antics you’d be encountering on the daily if you joined our team.”
“I’m quite aware,” the Rakshashi noted. “They are very amusing. In small doses.”
I turned on the vehicle, backed up, and then pulled out onto the highway. It was only a short, twenty-minute drive back to our mansion, and we all jabbered happily as we traveled through the sprawling metropolis of Phoenix and then out into the suburbs. Finally, we pulled into the large, gated driveway the billionaire and demon-in-disguise Robert Quinn had once called his home.
We rolled up to the outside of the garage door, put the vehicle in park, and then exited onto the rocky pavement of the driveway.
“Why didn’t we put the vehicle inside?” Mirage questioned curiously. “Isn’t that the whole point of these sort of buildings?”
“Because we’ve got two cars in there already,” I explained and motioned to the two doors. “Lola and Stella take priority over Shadow.”
“I much prefer Shadow to Lola,” Sia scoffed, “though leaving that hunk of rusted metal outside might just drive our property values down to abysmal levels … ”
“Watch it, Strawberry Shortcake,” Todd warned, “if the cars had a goddess, it’d be Lola. My baby deserves only the best, and that ain’t being left outside in the dry, arid air of this place to get the weather rot.”
“What I don’t get is this,” Aruna pondered aloud, “if you had millions of dollars, why haven’t you just had this ‘Lola’ vehicle redone? Surely it can’t be that expensive.”
Todd’s eyes went wide as he stared at the Rakshasi in disbelief.
“And ruin her character?” the imp retorted with a violent shake of his head. “I’d rather die, Tigra. I’d rather be put into Lola’s rusty, reefer-smelling trunk that doesn’t open half the time and then be driven into the ocean. Lola’s little love marks make her all the more beautiful, my friends.”
“I think I see why he doesn’t have a significant other,” Mirage whispered into my ear, “he’s infatuated with an inanimate object.”
“Sure,” I laughed as I unlocked the door, “I’m sure that’s the only reason.”
We stepped into the main landing of our mansion, and I looked around longingly. Even though we had everything we could possibly need down in the Fourth Circle, with a giant castle and an entire fucking pocket dimension to ourselves, visiting our mansion always made me feel nostalgic. This was the first real place I’d ever owned. It was the place where I made my alliance with Metatron and the place where I’d first made love to so many of my succubi.
It might not be a castle in the middle of a Hellish landscape, but this place was still my home.
“Why’d we come in this way?” Todd questioned as he waddled through the threshold. “Isn’t our portal to Hell out in the garage? You said we were in a hurry, bro.”
Sia and Mirage both shot the imp an angry glance, but he didn’t seem to understand.
“I just got an e-mail from our friends down in the Fourth Circle,” Superbia lied, “we don’t need to get back there as quickly as we had originally thought. It was simply a false alarm.”
“How’d you get an e-mail?” Todd asked as he stroked his tiny goatee. “Phones and internet and all that shit don’t work down in Hell. Unless Comcast finally decided to expand interdimensionally, in which case I need to know ASAP. Tuesdays with the Toddster needs its original viewership numbers back!”
“I, uh, one of the more technological Shades created a set of communicators that can go across the dimensions,” Sia lied once more. “Honestly, it does not matter how it happened. The point is, we can take a breather here before we return to the Fourth Circle. I was actually hoping to show Mirage around, since she’s never been here before.”
“Well, shit,” Todd chuckled, “if we’ve got some time, I may pay a visit to my old room. There’s some stuff in there I haven’t seen in awhile, and my schlong’s been a longin’.”
“Ew,” Superbia grimaced. “I’ll be sure to keep Mirage away from that part of the house until you’re done.”
“Teamwork makes the dream work, Strawberry Shortcake.” Todd winked at the succubus. “The coast should be clear in about, ohhhhhhh, an hour?”
“An hour?” I laughed. “Didn’t you once tell me your nickname with the ladies was ‘Done in Sixty Seconds?’”
“I’m a baaaaad man, Jakey,” Todd retorted in a Nicholas Cage voice. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m gonna go beat off to the Declaration of Independence.”
“Jesus.” I facepalmed with embarrassment, but it didn’t seem to deter Todd.
The imp giggled mischievously as he dashed up the marble staircase toward his old bedroom. A door slammed excessively from upstairs, and then I heard a variety of sounds I didn’t even want to identify.
“Perhaps I should get our tour underway?” Sia suggested awkwardly. “Perhaps far, far away from this area.”
“Let’s go,” Mirage agreed quickly. “I want to see the place where so much of the mighty King Ralston’s story took place.”
Sia put her arm around the brunette madame’s shoulder and then led her toward the connected kitchen and living space of the mansion.
“What about us?” Aruna asked curiously. “Should I return to the Assassin’s Society Sanctorum now? It sounds like you have a lot to do.”
I turned to the Rakshasi, placed my wrists on her shoulders delicately, and stared her deep in her beautiful dark irises.
“Why don’t you stick around for a while?” I suggested. “At least come relax for a minute before you head out into another grueling mission. We could go lounge by the pool … ”
“This time of year?” Aruna scoffed. “I know the falls here are not as bad as other places on Earth, but shouldn’t your pool be closed?”
“Not a chance,” I reassured the assassin coyly. “It’s still in the eighties, and I made sure we had a heater installed. I promise the water is nice and warm.”
Aruna’s lips twisted into a sly smile, and her eyes lit up like diamonds.
“The pool does sound nice,” she admitted, “lots of good memories out there, huh?”
I thought back to the image of the beautiful tigress woman bouncing up and down on my cock, and my pants began to tighten.
“We could always make some more … ” I offered with a raised eyebrow.
Aruna now knew what I was trying to do, but she didn’t seem to care. The Rakshasi pulled away from my grip, turned around, and strutted slowly toward the sliding glass door that separated the backyard of the mansion from the inside. She pulled it open, saunte
red outside, and then looked over her shoulder seductively.
“Are you coming?” she purred from the backyard. “I’d hate to go ‘relax’ alone.”
Without another word, I dashed through the mansion, out the door, and stopped right beside the Rakshasi. Then I wrapped my arm around hers and led her toward the glistening blue water of the olympic-sized swimming pool.
Even with this large of a backyard, it was ridiculous to have a pool of this size. However, it had served its purpose quite well.
The far end of the pool featured a built-in hot tub and a large artificial waterfall that was still running smoothly all these months later. Just off to the right of the water feature was an area completely secluded from the rest of the world, with several lounge chairs stationed around a circular brick table and a fence two feet taller than the barriers around the rest of the property.
That was where we were going. That was where all the action took place.
The second we were in the lounging area, I whipped off my shirt and tossed it into the chair. Then, I removed my shoes, socks, and pants until I was wearing nothing but my trusty pair of red, plaid boxer shorts.
Aruna bit her lip as she eyed me up and down, but she remained clothed.
I shot her a quick wink before I took a running start toward the pool. Once I was a few feet away from the edge, I jumped up into the air, curled my knees into my chest, and then cannonballed into the water. Even with the heater, the water was still significantly colder than the air around me, and I could feel the goosebumps creep up my arms as if they were marionettes being brought to life. The second my feet touched the bottom, I thrust them downward and broke through the surface of the pool in a flurry.
“You coming in?” I asked Aruna as I stared her down longingly. “The water’s kinda cool, but it still feels really good on the skin.”
“I can’t,” the Rakshasi protested playfully, “I didn’t bring my swimsuit, and I’d hate to ruin the ten million dollar check you just wrote me.”
“That didn’t stop you last time,” I reminded her, and Aruna responded with a wide smile.
“No,” she mused, “I suppose it did not.”
Without another word, Aruna slid her arms through the sides of her dress and then let it crumple down into a heap at her feet. The small, dark nipples on her chest were already erect from the brisk air, and she gave me a tender smile as she picked up her garment with her right foot and then gingerly tossed it to the side.
My eyes watched the beautiful, naked assassin as she strutted over to the edge of the pool, sat down on the wet brick, and dangled her long legs into the water.
Then Aruna leaned forward so her breasts were pushed together and on full display as she began to kick her legs to and fro beneath the surface.
“Sooooo,” I mused, “still not coming in?”
“Why don’t you come to me?” Aruna beckoned seductively.
The Rakshasi placed her arms back behind her body and spread her legs apart so her tender slit was wide open.
I knew exactly what she wanted me to do.
I swam over to her as quickly as I could, came up just in front of her open legs, and grabbed the edge of the pool. Then I used one hand to keep my balance, but the other gripped Aruna’s thigh delicately. I kissed the Rakshasi’s legs in a slow, sensual pattern until I reached her soft inner thighs, where I began to lick and suck the skin as tenderly as I could.
Aruna reached down and gripped my hair tightly as she let out a deep moan of excitement. Then she gave my brown locks a gentle tug, and I knew what she wanted.
No … I knew what she needed.
I shoved my face into Aruna’s pussy and began to lick her as softly as I possibly could. I made every pattern known to man with my tongue, and it seemed to be working wonders.
“Ohhhh, Jacob,” she moaned as I went to town on her womanhood.
My cock swelled in my boxers as I ate out the exotic beauty and took in all of her sounds of ecstasy.
Aruna’s thighs began to quiver against my cheeks as I increased my speed, and she started to grip my hair as if she were going to yank it out of my head.
I buried my face deeper into the Rakshasi, and that’s when she went over the edge.
“Holy fuck, Jacob!” she nearly screamed as she shoved me down against her womanhood as hard as she could.
I kept going as Aruna orgasmed intensely. Once her body relaxed, I pulled my head away and shot her a wink to let her know I was having just as much fun as she was.
Aruna suddenly reached down, grabbed me underneath my armpits, and hoisted me up so I was at her eye level. Then she wrapped her arms around me as she began to kiss me passionately, and I leaned into her so I was pinning her down on her back. We explored each other’s mouths as we ran our hands all along each other’s bodies with a passionate, delicate touch.
Aruna’s dark nipples were so erect they could probably cut glass, and they were pressed up against my naked chest tightly as we made out. The Rakshasi’s hands gripped my ass firmly and gave my sopping wet boxers a fierce tug, and the motion got them down to about my knees. Aruna used her feet to pull them the rest of the way down and then tossed them into the water.
“Hey!” I joked. “Those are my good pair of boxers!”
“You’ll be fine,” the assassin purred as she reached down and smacked my bare ass, “you don’t need them right now.”
No, I definitely didn’t.
My rock-hard erection was pressed up against the outside of Aruna’s tender mound, and it knocked on the door of her throbbing, wet tunnel. I could feel both of our parts pulsing as they rested against each other, and I couldn’t fucking take it anymore.
So, I pulled my hips back and then slid my erection into Aruna’s warm tunnel of love.
The Rakshasi let out a gasp as I entered her, and her eyes rolled back in her head as I bottomed out inside her pussy.
“Holy fuck … ” she whimpered and bit her lip. “For awhile, I thought I had just imagined it was that big, but fuck … it feels like you are going to split me in half … in a good way.”
“Glad you like it,” I purred.
“I love it,” she admitted with a low husky moan that made her tunnel vibrate around my shaft.
“I haven’t even started to fuck you yet,” I chuckled and wrapped one hand around Aruna’s slender waist as I began to pound in and out of her intensely. Then the other hand grabbed her around the back of the neck and pulled her in for a kiss.
Aruna’s moans were muffled against my lips as we made out, but that wasn’t the only indication of satisfaction she gave me. The Rakshasi’s free hand was gripping at the ground as if she were trying to hold on for dear life, and her tiger-like claws left deep scratch marks in the brick beneath them.
“Sooooo gooddddd,” the Rakshasi moaned and her pussy throbbed around my cock as she came closer and closer to the brink, but that only made me want to go harder. My balls were tightening up into my body as they prepared to unleash their warm seed inside of Aruna’s womb, but I wasn’t going to let this end so quickly.
So, I pulled myself out of the beautiful assassin, pushed myself backward, and then plopped back into the water.
“For old time’s sake?” I beckoned.
Aruna sat up, and she was completely basking in the glow of love. Her beautiful brown hair was in complete disarray, and her body glistened with sweat as her perky breasts heaved with each breath. The Rakshasi placed her feet back into the water, and then she swiftly pushed the rest of her body in. When she finally popped back up above the waves, Aruna’s long, dark hair clung to her head like a heavy drape, and she smiled at me intensely as she made her way to the underwater bench seats, she was all too familiar with.
“For old time’s sake,” she purred, “but maybe … with a twist?”
Instead of sitting down on the bench, Aruna placed her shins down against the seat so her torso was above the surface, and then bent over. Her toned ass jutted out of the water like an
overripe tomato, and her thick pussy lips were just begging to be filled.
There was enough room on these benches for me to stand, so that was exactly what I did. I hoisted myself up, placed my feet firmly against the rough concrete, and then grabbed Aruna around the waist. I guided her backward until the head of my cock touched the opening of her warm tunnel, and then I slowly pushed myself inside of her.
Some way, somehow, in this position I was able to go even deeper than I was before.
“Ohhhh,” both of us let out a moan of euphoria as our bodies became one, and then I pulled out as slowly as I had gone in. At the same time, I reached in front of Aruna’s body, touched her clitoris, and began to rub it gently as I thrusted in and out of her wet pussy.
The Rakshasi responded with a gasp of excitement, and the gasps just kept coming with each pump I made into her.
After a few minutes of this position, I knew that wasn’t going to be the only thing coming.
Aruna’s pussy started to tighten around my rock-hard dick as her moans became more hurried and frequent. Finally, she threw her palms out flat against the ground and began to move herself forward and back against my cock. The Rakshasi threw back her head as her warm tunnel spasmed, and then she unleashed a groan that sounded almost primal as she orgasmed.
The sight of the Rakshasi’s perfect ass bouncing against my cock, mixed with the pure ecstasy of her noises, sent me over the edge.
I pushed myself into Aruna as far as I could go, and then I unleashed a flood of my warm seed inside of her.
The Rakshasi collapsed forward onto the ground as her clenching tunnel drank my cum, and she tried to regain her regular breathing pattern with a few gasps. Then, when all was said and done, I pulled myself out of her, watched a bit of my cum drip out of her still trembling pussy, and then hoisted myself up onto the ground beside her.
The bricks were somewhat slick and a tad uncomfortable, but I didn’t really care. For the second time in my life, I’d just ridden a fucking tiger.