Reflections of Demonic Desire : Part 2 - A Dark Paranormal Erotic Fantasy

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2:43 Was it Laura or was it something else? Completely and so many questions and no answers to be had anywhere When the focus of the investigating detective turns on Laura, is he just interested in cracking the case? Or is there something else he has in mind? High as Devlin and welcome to another episode of Wild in Bed, your destination for salacious stories, sensual satisfaction, and finger looking good fantasies.

3:26 Now so you enjoy this podcast even deeper, you can lay on your bed, loose in your clothes and put your earbuds in. Go ahead and close your eyes and surrounder to the pleasure of my voice caressing over your body. When you're ready to experience deep sensual pleasure, just go ahead and take a nice deep breath and hold it for a moment, letting it go with a sigh, releasing all that tension, all that stress. For the next thirty minutes or so, it's just you in my voice. This is your time, Your time to relax, your time for sensual satisfaction, Your time to discover your inner passions as you listen to my voice and feel the story moving through your body as you enjoy tonight's show. The flashing lights of the emergency vehicles lit up Laura's sitting room

5:03 as people in various official uniforms entered and left her apartment. There was noise, voices, questions, all of which she answered calmly, coldly, coldly. The thought occupied her mind. Should she have had some emotion? Shouldn't there have been some tears? But why would there be? She was little more than a masturbation machine to him, and he was quickly becoming an irritation to her. Still, he was a human being that had died in the bed next to her. Now you are free, a voice whispered inside her head. He was only dragging you down or holding back the real Laura. Confused, Laura looked around the apartment. There was no one speaking to her. There was nowhere for this voice to come. It must have

6:08 just been a figment of her imagination, she decided, probably an after effect from the lack of sleep. Detective Andino, who she presumed as in charge, walked over to her, thrusting a plastic bag of blue pills under her nose. Have you ever seen these before? He asked bristly. Laura looked at the bag containing the strange pills, her eyes a mask of confusion. No, what are they, she said, as her gaze met the detectives. I suspect the viagra, he said, placing the pills into one of their evidence bags before marking it. Lots of bodybuilders use them to enhance their performance in the gyms as well as in other areas. He continued, his words, drifting from his lips as if they were just throwaway comments. What other areas?

7:14 Laura found herself wondering. Passing the evidence back to another cop, he barked, give us a minute as he took out his notebook, great more questions. Laura was beginning to realize how empty their relationship had been. She hadn't even known his family name. For God's sake, the various uniform bodies filed out of the room, closing the door behind them the detective's side as he sat opposite her, his gold and warm eyes holding Laura's for a moment before he spoke.

7:58 I have to ask this, he said, his face full of concern. Did your boyfriend enjoy rough anal play? Laura's eyes widened the question her mind gripped with shocked for a long moment, is shaking her head? She managed and muffled. No. Was this the way detectives came on toymen ask about their dead partner's sexual preferences. There was no doubt he was attractive, but Laura really didn't think this was the moment to be seducing her. Why do you ask? She managed?

8:38 I can't say for sure, but his rector passage is very stretched, as if it had been repeatedly aggressively abused. Confused, Laura could only ask, is that what killed him? No? Well, I don't know. The autopsy will confer on whatever killed him. Between you and me, it was probably an ode of viagra, caused a heart attack or something, Detective Vandino said, his eyes dropping suddenly. I'm sorry about your loss, he continued, reaching inside his jacket pocket. If you need anything, give me a call, he said, as he passed Laura his card, taking it from his hand. Their fingers brushed each other's, and a faint sense of electricity passed through Laura's body, their gazes lingered on each other's a little longer than

9:42 was needed, Laura found herself brushing her tongue over her lips automatically, Well, I better get back to the station. This is going to be a lengthy report. Instead, standing and opening the sitting room door, and the rest of the uniformed people seemed to have already left. The apartment was empty apart from the two of them. Walking along the passageway, he stopped outside her bedroom door, turning and looking at Laura with a burning intensity before he said, I noticed your mirror. It's beautiful. How old is it?

10:28 Caught a little off guard by the question, Laura just stared, transfixed into his gaze for the longest moment before saying, around five hundred years old, and you keep it in your apartment? Is that safe? He asked, looking mildly amused by the idea. Oh, it's not staying. It was just an admin error. I'm an antiques agent. Laura responded that if anything did happen to the mirror. Whatever she said now might come back to haunt her. Well, it's beautiful.

11:10 I have a thing for antiques, the detective said, moving toward the main door. Stepping through, he said, call me if you need anything, Laura, as says sea gaze veiled his eyes. Laura simply responded with I will, thank you, and as she watched the detective walk away, for some reason, her gaze was drawn to his ass, which was barely visible beneath his jacket. Closing the door, she leaned back against it. Her apartment was her space again, she thought, sighing deeply. And what the FuG was wrong with her?

11:52 She wondered. She obviously didn't care matter, just died in her bedroom. Even worse, from somewhere inside her ledger's thoughts had arisen about the detective. She didn't know if he felt that buzz, but something about that man had made her panties burn with desire. Laura walked back into her bedroom and sat on the end of the bed, staring into the mirror. Matt had a stretched anus, she wondered, And the viagra Was it really for bodybuilding? Was it just so he could fuck her? Was she that ugly he needed? Viagra to get a hard on with her.

12:40 It would explain why he always funked her. On the way to the gym. Lost and confused by everything, she stared blankly at her misted image in the mirror, trying to make sense of it all. Somewhere behind the mist, there was a faint twinkle of light, almost like a distant starlight. The mists seemed to be moving gently, shaking her head. The lack of sleep was obviously playing heavily on her mind. She had been awake since three a m.

13:17 And it was gone nine. Now. The mist was shifting dreamily. The light seemed to be growing, spreading over the mirror. Somewhere in the mist, she could see a man, not the man she saw last night. This man was bigger. The face of the man came briefly into view. It was Mat. Norah held her hand up to her mouth to suppress a gasp. She must be imagining this, This must be the consequences of a guilty conscience. Two men equally broad as Matt appeared next to him, but she didn't recognize him. It was like watching a scene of a show play out on her very own TV. As the men moved around Matt, their hands moving over his chest and down over his defined abs. Transfixed, Laura could not tear her eyes away from what unfolded before her.

14:23 Matt moaned loudly as a man with dark hair caressed his growing cock, stroking it slowly. Matt pushed his hips forward, thrusting into the man's grip, his face a mask of pleasure. The other man, who had a shock of white hair, moved behind him, pushing his hands firmly over his back, forcing him to bend ford. The white haired man grasped Matt's ass cheeks and part them aggressively, his fingers sliding between them, probing, thrusting into Matt's rosette. The grooms leaving Matt's lips were undefinable, guttural, animalistic, needy, lust dripping from every sound. This wasn't the Mat that Laura knew. This was a submissive mat, male whorer. The first man stepped toward Matt, running his fingers through his short hair. He

15:33 pulled his head up aggressively, forcing Matt's mouth wide open. Matt begged please as a man's impressive erection danced over his lips. Holding his head still. The man was obviously resisting Matt's desperate desire to take him in his Mouthfully, the white haired man massaged his own cock before pressing it between Matt's cheeks and then holding himself still from the tension in his body. Laura could see that Matt was trying to impale himself to push himself back on this outstretched cock, but the man's muscular arms resisted his movement.

16:20 Mat moaned in frustration, his cock already dripping pre come from the anticipation. Laura suddenly realized she was holding her breath, her fingers pinching her tak nipples through her shirt. She had never even considered watching two men together might be sexy, but god, her pussy was positively throbbing right now. There seemed to be a nod of agreement between the two strange men, and then both of them thrust forward in perfect time, lifting Matt on to the tips of his toes.

16:57 Repeatedly they pounded into him. Matt reached underneath and grasped his own weeping cock, stroking it viciously. His muffled groans echoed from the mirror. Laura's hands slipped between her thighs, pressing at a thropping clip through herself, pressing at her throbbing clip through the soft material of her pajamas. She hadn't realized how wet she was. It was dripping through the material, Matching the rhythm of the three men. Laura strode her clit aggressively, her thighs tensing around her hand.

17:35 She rised on the bed. The men's movements were almost hypnotic as they thrust in and out of mat. Laura's core clutched at her fingers as they pushed inside her panti's. Her lips stretched around her fingers. Her body hummed with pleasure, her hips rose to meet the thrusts as her hand pounded at her pussy. Oh fuck, she cried as the three men tense and unison, Matt's hard cock streaming a wave of coume across his stomach. Closing her eyes, Laura fell back on the bed. What the fuck had just happened?

18:19 What was that all about? She had never even thought about men having sex, but watching this sreesome had affected her in a way that was so deeply erotic. Who's there? She asked, more than a little disturbed, though she wasn't alone, having just enjoyed an intense orcasm. Sitting up in the bed, she stared blankly at the mirror. The mists moved again to reveal the golden eyes and chiseled jewel from the previous night. Oh is you? What do you mean? The truth?

19:00 She asked hastily. You asked what Matt had been doing, and the mirror showed you you mean Matt was gay? Yes, but he would rather pretend to be a straight man. So what about me? Why am I being like this? Why the heck am I attracted to that detective when my boyfriend's lying dead? She asked, her voice bordering on irritation.

19:31 The eyes vanished back into the mists silently as it danced over the mirror, all Laura could see was her face staring back at her. After a long minute, the mists moved again and Laura could see her forebody well. She assumed it was her body, as it did have her head on top, but it was more cavacious, subtly, more sensual. There was something else she couldn't quite place it, a look in her eyes that sparked a feeling of self confidence. More determined. Watching her reflection move in the mirror, she slowly dropped her close to the grounds. Fascinated, she stared at the lingery that adorned her reflected body, the way the pearl white underwear caressed her skin, flattering her so sensually. Her shoulders were up and proud. She was

20:36 a woman who would not be downtrodden, and yet she was so feminine, so beautiful. She moved in the mirror, not with the familiar gait of apologetic motion, but with the stalking proud that made the area her own. Watching herself, she could see she was so truly beautiful. Her body glowed with the presence of her inner confidence. She was Laura as she knew she was deep inside. The tendrils on the mirror frame started to glow with a gentle plush of passion. Before they writhed, they pushed into the reflection.

21:20 The mists parted in the mirror, and clearly Laura could see the face of Detective and Dino, his dark eyes flamed by passion, the tendrils moving around him, embracing him, stripping him naked. His body was strong and naturally defined. The tendrils moved along his legs and ankles, pulling him back onto the reflection of her bed unresisting. He lay on the bed as the tendrils secured him, holding him firmly against the mattress. His body moved against Ata, not out of panic or fear, or even resistance, but the movement of a man who was consumed by his own desire.

22:10 Her reflection moved slowly and deliberately around the bed, her fingertips caressing the bedding as she neared him, watching the detective and occasionally turning to look out of the mirror toward Laura, as if inviting her inside. As her fingers discovered the soft flesh on the inside of his thighs, the needy moan that resonated from his lips seemed to vibrate gently between Laura's thighs, a caress of temptation that beckoned her to join him. Her fingers lingered around the base of his erection, circling his balls, slowly grinning as his hips raised, desperate for contact, his heart on stretching with desire, the skin along his shaft pulling tight, his head glowing with a heat of lust, not just for

23:14 the fleeting moment of an orgasm, but for the pleasure her touch promise there was infinitely more intoxicating Laura a bit tightly on her lip as she watched the finger gently caress the length of his shaft, the trembling movements of his erection mirrored by the vibrations gently pulsing inside her sex, his moans turning to growls of animalistic desire as she circled the tip of his cock, her fingernails teasing his slit gently, his body consumed in fustrated raptures of pleasure, his hips thrust skyward again, his first glistening glow of desire decorated the head of his cock. Watching the finger traced down his shaft, Laura almost fell forward off the end of the bed as her eyes could not tear away. Circling his balls slowly, he vanished between

24:21 his thighs, the hidden, forceful intimate caress forcing a guttural moan that echoed from his chest. Lifting the finger, she caressed the pre come from his tip, wiping it over the ruby colored lipstick that adorned her mouth, a color Laura had never been brave enough to try. She gently suck the glistening bead from her finger before lowering her head, tracing her tongue along the underneath of his shaft, His feet pressed into the mattress with frustrated desire, his body trembling visibly as a tip of her tongue forcibly traced a line over the crease of his tight balls. Grinning her reflection turned to face Laura before winking and slowly kissing along his erection, the mark of her lipstick tracing

25:21 a smudged line along his length, easing her lips gently over his tip. His secured hands gripped the mattress tightly in anticipation, his body frozen, awaiting the onslaught of pleasure. Sliding her lips slowly down, Laura could feel the movement of her tongue embracing that tip, exploring his shaft as she felt it throbbing in her mouth. Her reflected hand slid back between his thighs, moving intensely with a gentle thrusting motion, as her head slid up and down his erection, taking him deep into her throat. His body pressed down, his hands gripping the tendrils, struggling with the intensity of the sensations moving through his body. Suddenly, she stopped, taking her mouth from his cock. The red smear of her

26:22 lipstick adorning every inch of his erection. Moving on to the bed, her reflection turned to look directly at Laura. Then gazes burrowed furiously into each other's. Taking his cock in her hand, she rubbed the head of it against her exposed clit. Her reflection mowed loudly as she rubbed her pussy along his cock, her gaze never leaving Lorus.

26:54 Laura's hand pushed inside her panties, her fingers probing inside her sex, pressing his cock between her faults. She lowered herself on to him, watching the delicately blushed lips stretch around his shaft. Her own pussy responded with sympathetic sensations. She could damn well feel it, stretching to accommodate his beautiful cock. As her reflection's hips rose up and down, the cock glistening with pleasure, She could feel his cock head pressing along the inside of her pussy. Her clid exposed, her reflection reached down as her gaze held Laurus, each of them stroking their pink, swollen nuves in perfect unison, matching her reflections movements. Laura grasped her breasts, squeezing them tightly.

27:50 Electricity pummeling her body as she raised her hips up and down furiously. Suddenly her body tensed, the shot of pleasure consuming every sense. The orgasm grasped every cylinder body, her fingers, her toes curling tightly, before that split second when it released and collapsed down through her body. Ah fuck, Laura cried, watching her reflection share the same experience. Her breathing slowed, returning to normal. The mist returned and the images faded somewhere in the distance. The golden eyes returned through the mist. Unable to speak, Laura just saw to herself.

28:44 Was that the truth? Yes, that is the passion that lives inside you, the laury you deny, and yet you would be so much happier if you just released her. Laura's wet hair dropped in front of her eye, Yes, beads of sweat dripping over her forehead. Looking up through the strands, she tried to gather the strength to respond as her phone suddenly sparked to life, the ring tone echoing around her apartment. Holding her breath for a moment to compose herself before answering, she managed to strangle Hi.

29:27 Good evening. Laura is detective Andino I need to go through a couple of things with you. Are you free now evening? What time is it? What the fuck has happened to her day? Laura glanced at the clock on her nightstand. Six o nine p m. Sure, she said, and give me thirty minutes to clean up, Looking back at the mirror for a suggestion of what to do next, the mist had returned. The eye's now gone. Laura's shoulders slumped as she thought about her recent discovery on what the true Laura might actually be like. So, I wasn't planning on a part three originally, but I got so many suggestions. Wow, I just had to make it three parts to fit them all in. And so if you've made a suggestion, you haven't heard it yet, it's going

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