4.18: Horny Jail – Part 2

I’m not sure which surprised me the most. Trying all the crazy fun sex positions with Areandra that were only possible cause of video game logic; flying doggy style has been my favorite so far. (Don’t overthink it.) Or seeing just how loud I could make the sexy Fallen Angel scream in ecstasy; cause holy fuck was she a screamer. Or discovering just how much of a buttslut Areandra was. I’ve never seen someone cum so hard or so many times from taking it up the butt… but this girl was probably close to setting a world record.

Getting completely lost in that pink lust fog was… strange. Like… I knew that I was being mentally manipulated, but part of me just didn’t care. Giving into the pleasure time and time again became easier and easier as we continued to fuck each other’s brains out. What ended up really showing us just how screwed we were was our discovery of the extreme time-dilation we were experiencing. By our best estimate, Areandra and I had nonstop sex for what was likely 8 or 9 hours. But when both of us checked the in-game time it said that only 3 minutes had passed.

Areandra was laying sprawled out on my chest, her breaths coming in short shallow gasps. I was laying on the hard ground on top of a pile of our softer equipment that we had taken from our inventories so we weren’t just fucking on the bare ground. I was also equally as winded as my angel was, but the deep dark circles under her eyes and the bruises from some of our rougher sessions showed just how exhausted she really was. My half-erect length was still buried deep in her ass, the enhanced sensation lubricant having faded to just normal lube when Areandra ran out of MP. While I had no doubt that if either of had the stamina to move we would immediately pick up where we left off; fucking each other into unconsciousness, at least for the moment, our bodies were sated. We still drifted in that pleasant floaty orgasmic afterglow, but the overwhelming urge to hilt myself again and again in my angel’s body was for now, dulled to warm glowing embers in my mind.

“Allie… I can’t… I need to cum again… but I can’t even do much besides lay here and blink. And even that feels like a monumental effort.”

“I don’t know how we’re gonna get out of this, Sabrina. Don’t get me wrong, this has easily been the best sex of my entire life. But… I don’t know… I feel like the compulsion we’re both feeling is tainting it somehow.”

“… I get that. But I don’t want you to think I’m not into it, Allie. I am really really enjoying this. If someone told me I got to have hot, kinky sex with you for 10 hours straight, I wouldn’t need to be compelled to do it.”

I pushed through the herculean effort of lifting my head just enough to kiss Areandra’s sweaty forehead.

“I didn’t mean to say you weren’t into it. And I don’t want you to think that I’m not. I just… I almost feel like I’m forcing myself on you cause I literally have no control over my body when that lust fog takes over.”

Areandra shifted her head the smallest amount and placed several dainty kisses just below my collar bone. The contact was enough to send a shiver through my entire body, and I felt my shaft growing harder inside of the tight confines of her ass.

“Ughhhh I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to start anything.”

I felt the urge to drive myself into my lover’s depths, but I also felt the burn of exhaustion in my entire body. I knew that using a healing spell would get rid of the painful, overexerted, overstimulated sensation, in addition to all the aches and bruises we had both accumulated, but that would only prolong our sex session until we were again both too tired to keep going. I could tell that Areandra was having the same struggle I was, feeling that rising internal hunger that demanded to be sated, but being far too tired to do anything about it. After a moment the sexual tension lessened the smallest amount, and we both relaxed against the other.

“Allie, once we get out of here, what does this mean for you and me?”

I shifted my head so I was looking her in the eyes, and gave her the warmest smile I could manage.

“That depends. What do you want it to mean? I am fully polyamorous, Sabrina. And Emily is working on getting there as well. You don’t… have any feelings for her as well, do you?”

She gave me an odd look and shook her head the tiniest bit.

“Nope. Only crush I’ve had on a girl has been you. I’m bisexual, and I’ve hooked up with a couple of girls in the past, but you are the first girl I’ve ever had romantic feelings for. For awhile I didn’t think I could date a girl… Like… having sex was awesome, but I never felt any kind of connection with any of them beyond enjoying our time together. But when I saw you and Em together in the cafeteria…”

Areandra drew in a sharp breath and somehow her flushed and aroused cheeks took on an even rosier shade. She started to look away, but I reached a tired arm up and gently grabbed her chin so she couldn’t turn any further.

“Hey, it’s OK. I’m not judging you. I do believe in love at first sight. And you happen to fall for one chick who not only can return your affection, but she also does return it. I guess that’s my roundabout way of saying I felt your love for me and how deep it goes. I know what I’m getting myself into, Sabrina. Well… maybe not the ten hour marathon fuck session, but you get what I mean. I’m going to let you know something I figured out not too long ago. I’m a bit odd with how my attraction to people works. In real life I mean… Allexus’s tastes are… well, as you succinctly reminded me earlier, she is a sex demon. But as for me… while I am a lesbian, I discovered that the closer relationship I have with someone, the more I am attracted to them. At first its just a sexual attraction, but if there’s a deeper connection there, I form attachments quickly.”

Areandra thought about what I had said for a moment and cocked an eyebrow.

“Does that mean you want to have sex with all your female friends?”

“The ones who are into it, absolutely. But I also catch feelings easily. Whether I intend to or not. So… I’ve always been attracted to you, Sabrina. I think you are a beautiful, elegant woman who is both smart, funny, and caring. I love your focus when you get in the “sniping zone.” That was fun to watch during the PvP tournament. But my point is, I do feel that undeniable spark between us, and it is definitely something I want more of.”

Her cheeks heated again and this time I let her bury her face in my chest. I heard her murmur something, but with my boobs mashed against her lips it was hard to understand her.

“I bet you say that to all the girls.”

Areandra looked up at me with a playful smirk and shook her head. She gave me a broad, yet somehow shy grin that made me smile back in return.

“I definitely don’t say that to all the girls... I said ‘I love you Allie.’ Even if you can’t say it back right now, I still wanted to say it. I needed to. But even if you feel that spark, you still haven’t really told me what it means for us. Let me be clearer about my intentions, Allie. I want to date you, inside and outside the game. I want to be girlfriends. With everything that comes with that. I don’t want to get in the way of your other relationships, and I’m completely OK sharing you. I just want something with you that is mine and mine alone. As long as I get to have some alone time with you each week, that’s what I want. Oh, and I’m also not against joining in during any lesbian orgies. Do you know how fucking hard it was not to tell you how badly I was crushing on you when you told me about your lesbian orgy room?!”

I could hear the playfulness in her voice, tinged with a bit of happy relief. I was just about to respond when I saw that what had appeared to be dark circles under her eyes was actually what appeared to be the effects from my [Corrupting Touch]. I eased up into a seated position, still holding Areandra tight against my chest with one arm. I looked down at her and saw that a series of black veins were spiderwebbed across her body. The strangest part was that they seemed to be pushing against glowing white veins flowing the opposite direction. The changes were slow, but consistent. As we both watched, more and more of the black corruption overtook the glowing radiance. I watched Areandra’s face for any sign of pain or discomfort, but when she just looked back at me with a confused expression, I told her what was on my mind.

“How you feeling? Anything feel different?”

“Other than your cock being totally erect inside me, no. I think my body is just too tired to—oh!—that feels odd. “

She held up her hand and I watched as the nails from each finger began to lengthen and darken into claws similar to what I and most of the other full demons had. The sclera of her eye changed like ink in water, slowly turning completely black. After there wasn’t a single speck of white in her eyes, the black began to glow with an ethereal inner white light. At the same time, her irises took on a glowing bright red glowing hue. The fallen angel halo that shown with a strange black light warped and shifted into a smoky wispy substance that swirled around her head in a circular pattern. Two black horns with red tips pushed out of her head, growing up and then slightly sweeping back. She let out a groan of pain as her fangs began to lengthen, becoming more animalistic, more… demonic. Her ears stretched so that they had a more distinct point to them, but still not as pronounced as my own. Finally, the bones along the top edges of her wings began to strengthen and thicken, and feathers began to fall like black snow. Where she used to have a pair of black angel wings attached to her lower back, she now had two almost dragon like wings with feathers.

The ground around us began to tremble and there was a sudden intense pressure like gravity had just majorly increased. Suddenly I could see exactly what Areandra had pointed out before because it was now glowing with an intense white light. Everything started to become darker as an inky blackness filled the area like thick smog. We both felt everything around us reach a crescendo at the same time a shimmery red sheen coated Areandra’s olive-toned skin like sparkly fiery glitter. Even though I could still feel her in my arms, I completely lost sight of her as everything began to rush in towards us like we were the center of a black hole. I felt that intense vertigo sensation I always felt every time I teleported, and then suddenly we both crashed to the ground in a mess of tangled limbs.

After taking a moment to really appreciate the lack of the overwhelming lust, Areandra and I slowly stood up on shaky feet and looked around us. In the distance I could see several glowing white and gold cities all surrounded by colossal, almost mountain sized gates. I could make out groups of angels and Angelspawn roaming around all throughout the area, and I suddenly had a very bad feeling about where we had been teleported to. A squadron of golden armored archangels flying towards us confirmed my suspicions. We has been teleported to one of the Angel Realms.