Reflections of Demonic Desire : Part 3 - A Dark Paranormal Erotic Fantasy

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2:22 enjoying a whole new level of intimate pleasure. Just follow the link in this episode notes. I look forward to seeing you there this week on Wild and Bad, the concluding part of our paranormal erotic fantasy, The Gorgan's Mirror. Since The Gorgan's Mirror came into her life, Laura's world has been turned upside down. The boyfriend she thought she knew turns out to be a complete stranger. The Laura she thought she knew turns out to be a completely different person, and the thoughts she is having are frankly filthy.

3:13 The Mirror claims to show her the truth, but does it. Does she really think these sort of salacious thoughts or are they just lies designed to twist Laura's innocent mind. As Detective and Dina returns, does he bring answers or does he just create more questions? HM? Can he satisfied this deep needs? She is discovered? Hi, it's Devlin and welcome to another episode of Wild in Bed. Your destination for salacious stories, sense your satisfaction and fingerlicking good fantasies.

4:00 You know this podcast is best enjoyed laying on your bed, loose in your clothes and just put your ear puts in, close your eyes and surrender to the pleasure of my voice caressing over and inside you. And when you're ready to surrender to pleasure, just go ahead and take a nice deep breath and hold it for a moment and let it go with a sigh, letting go of any tension, any stress. For the next thirty minutes or so, it's just you and my voice. This is your time, Your time to relax, your time for senial satisfaction, Your time to release your inner desires as you listened to my voice and feel the story of moving through your body as you enjoy to night show. Laura stood up from the bed. Damn why did she agree to let Detective

5:17 Andino come round? What the hell did he have to say that couldn't wait until the morning, or better still, be done over the phone. She was still dressed in the same clothes she had been when he left This morning, and she was pretty sure she stank of feminine pleasure after the events of to day. At least she needed a shower. Making her way to the bathroom, Laura turned the falcet undressing, letting her clothes fall into a messy parle at her feet, stepping under the avalanche of water, the sensation of it caressing her naked body, amplifying the after shocks from earlier. What the hell was wrong with her?

6:11 Was this some strange attack of hormones. She wasn't a spring chicken, but she thought she had a few years before the change kicked in. She had to fight with herself not to sink into the sensual pleasure of the water and enjoy her body once again. Stepping out of the shower, the temptation of the water fell silent as she turned the full set and drying herself, she made her way back to her bedroom, the mirror seeming to glow with a soft rose warmth as she neared it, ignoring it. There was no time for that. Now she had to get dressed, Fingering through hangers of outfits, each one more suitable for a librarian than the temptress Matt had always complained about her being clain Jane with the way she dressed, But why did she even care? The

7:09 detective was coming round to discuss the case. This wasn't a hot date. She might have more than a passing interest in him, but there was no way to know if those feelings were reciprocated. Pulling out a button up skirt and white shirt, she lay it on the bed. Out of the corner of her eyes. She could not help but notice the glow of the mirror was pulsing aggressively.

7:37 Unable to resist, Laura stepped forward, looking at herself in the mirror. The mists in the mirror slowly parted to reveal her now familiar, beautifully confident reflection superimposed upon her own body. She realized there wasn't really a lot of difference. Glora lifted her shoulders to match the reflection's position, moving her arm back, her naked breast pressed forward. Gravity may no longer be her friend, but they were her breasts.

8:16 This was her body and it had served her well. The mist cleared further, the image growing in clarity. She realized her reflection wasn't naked, but adorned with sensual laingerie, A pearl white lace teddy, the kind law had bought once and then resigned herself to never wearing, and kept it in the bottom of her closet drawer. Pulling the drawer open, she rub me through it manically, talking at the various selections of very sensible underwear, before her fingers found the soft caress of la slipping the soft material over her body. The touch of the lace felt so good against her naked skin. It teased over her nipples in such a delicious way, the movement of her arms forcing her nipples to brush gently underneath the fabric, firming them,

9:24 pulling them so tight. She gasped looking in the mirror, the mist clearing, but this time it was just her. She was looking at that her dressed in white lingerie and feeling more confident, more in control. Looking down at the dark triangle between her thighs reminded her of the one thing missing, panties. Turning back toward her dresser to find the panties, she noticed a stick of red lipstick, one she could never remember buying. Confused, she picked it up and stared at it for a moment, studying it as if she expected it to burst into flames. Suddenly, her mind was shaken by a strong knocking at the door.

10:19 Fuck was out thirty minutes. Already panicking, she grabbed the button up librarian skirt and shirt from her bed and put it over the launcherie before shoving her underway back into the drawer and closing it hurriedly. Stopping, she looked at the lipstick. Grabbing it, she adorned her lips in red for the first time in her life, catching one last glimpse of herself in the mirror. She still looked like a librarian, but now a confident one that had a dirty little secret hidden underneath those clothes. Yes, and beautiful red lips that smiled. As she made her way to the front door and opened it, the strong frame of Detective Andandina and dominated her view. Hi, Laura, he started, I just have some information for you that will hopefully

11:23 for this sorry event to bed. I thought you would want to know sooner rather than later. Thanks, come in, she said as she stepped back, giving him access to her apartment. She hadn't noticedy a rumor of his cologne before, but it surrounded her now as he walked in. There was something so incredibly earthy and masculine about this scent, Laura whimpered as he passed her, thighs squeezing involuntarily. Together, she bit her lip in an effort to control the feelings.

12:03 What the fuck was her pussy doing to her? She was a hot mess already and he had only just walked in the door, closing the door behind him. She followed him into the sitting room, being caught in the jet stream of his fragrance. Was not helping her self control one bit. As he sat on the sofa, Laura tried to recoup some normality and asked coffee. He nodded, saying that would be great. I've only had the station coffee all day and that stuff is disgusting. Listening to the kettle begging its gentle assent to boiling, Laura turned and leaned against the kitchen counter, asking, you said you had some information. Yes, the autopsy was done this afternoon.

12:57 I'm sorry to tell you it was a heart attack, probably caused by an overdose of viagra. His eyes were warm with sympathy, and he started sounding uncertain. Go on, detective, tell me, I'm a big girl. I can take it, Laura said, smiling, her eyes glancing down as she caught sight of her naked skin exposed in a gap in the buttons of her skirt. Damn, in her haste to get dressed, she had missed several buttons, and her thigh was exposed. A warm blush caressed Laura's cheeks as a voice in her head reminded her she wasn't wearing panties any more. That thought alone teased her pussy aggressively. Something god knows what, but something filled her with a mischievous delight as she back against the counter, the loose buttons

14:03 on her skirt falling open a little more to expose the top of her thighs. Her nipples tightened beneath the sheer lace of her teddy. She could feel them pressing through her shirt. Normally she would blush and try to hide herself, but right now she pushed them forward, proudly announcing her arousal. The growing sensations were intensified, but detective Atina's reaction, he shifted awkwardly on the sofa, pulling his jacket over his lap, trying to conceal the bulge in his pants that Laura had caught a brief glimpse of.

14:48 His eyes traced up the exposed skin of her legs. The warm caress of her desire teased over her naked thigh in response. By the way his pupils dilated and the way he licked his lips, Laura guess the detective had seen that as well. His eyes devoured her breast as he started to speak again. Well, well, m he started nervously. Laura found herself wondering how painfully hard his cock was now if it was already weeping beneath those starch pants. Closing his eyes, he was obviously trying to regain some sort of control. Okay, it turns out he had traces of seamen in his ass and mouth. I'm sorry to tell you who's either bisexual or gay. We asked around down the gym, and he was well known for being intimately involved with some of the men there.

15:53 When we asked in his other haunts, they thought he was straight, So I guess he kept it well hidden. I just didn't want you hearing about this without knowing. He concealed it very well. Laura felt intoxicated with the effect she was having on this man. She had never before been in this position, and she loved it. Thank you for going to the effort of telling me. I would like to say I'm surprised, but Matt never really satisfied me. I only fucked him. And to remind myself, I can make a man hard. It's a good feeling knowing a man is hard because of me, she said, emphasizing the hearts. Was she possessed by some demon? Was this truly the woman she was? As the mirror suggested the detective, Sadam's apple mobbed up and down nervously. She

16:52 was sure there were beads of sweat peppering his forehead. So this is what real power felt like, the power to bring a man to his knees and be desperate to fuck you. This was so much more fun than getting them just hard. I'm sure you wouldn't have a problem making any man hard, Laura. God knows why he wanted to be anywhere else, the detective said, shakly, pressing his hand down into his groin and to suppress his desire.

17:27 His gaze eventually met lauras, his eyes pleading with lust. You mentioned you had a thing for antiques. Would you like to see my mirror? Laura asked, trying to sound innocent, trying not to sound like her intention was to get him into the bedroom. H yes, Laura, that would be great, he said, standing keeping his jacket deliberately closed. Thankful for a change of topic, Laura stepped away from the counter, deliberately brushing the detective as she passed, so she could feel his erection through the material of his jacket. The momentary touch burned on her hand and in her mind she could see his hard cock, she could feel it, she could taste it. Follow me, she said, playfully, as she strided along the corridor and into her bedroom. Sitting

18:32 on the edge of the bed, her legs parted slightly. She said, you can touch it, but be gentle. It is extremely responsive. Watching the detective look at the mirror as she sat on the bed, she smiled as a frame glowed gently as his hand neared it. Pulling back in shock, he looked toward Laura. What the fuck? He said? Oh?

19:00 I did say it was responsive. Don't worry, It's perfectly safe, she replied, smiling uncertain. The detective turned back toward the mirror, reaching a single finger up, the frame glowed a little more intensely. The tendrils writhed as his finger neared them. The mists danced across the mirror, the detective watching it, mesmerized.

19:30 With his head between her and the mirror. Laura could only catch glimpses of what he saw. Her straddling his face writhing Briefly, she saw his large cock in her hand, her fingers stretching around his girth. Turning his head to face Laura, his fingers still caressing the writhing tentrils, he whispered, what's it doing, his eyes masked with im fusion. Oh, he's just showing you what you want, Detective Laura responded, sliding along the bed toward the detective, her hands pushing his jacket open and stroking the firm bulge in his pants.

20:18 But I guess detectives can't seduce victims of crime, she whispered as she unbuckled his pants, sliding her hand around his waist. Her fingers discovered the leather pocket holding his handcuffs before she slid his pants over the tight curves of his butt. Lowering her head, she kissed gently along the bulge, pressing in his boxes, biting his shaft gently through the material. She grinned as he moaned loudly, holding her mouth against his shaft. She whispered, you better lay on the red, detective, as you can't seduce me that Old Laura would have been surprised the detective lay so obediently on the bed. She would have been amazed that she had produced the handcuffs and was currently attaching them

21:18 to his wrists, securing him to the bed. Standing up, Laura watched her prom detective for a moment, admiring him on the bed in the same way she might appreciate a work of fine art. Well time to see how accurate the mirror is, she said, as she started unbuttoning her shirt, sliding the soft material over her shoulders to reveal her breast. Adorned by the whisper of the lingerie, the detective whimpered as his eyes traced the curves of her body. She might be a few sizes bigger than the magazine said she should be, and gravity might have cruelly dragged parts of her body further south than they were twenty years ago. But damn, watching this man tied to the bed with his aching cock tinting in his

22:18 boxes with aggression, she felt like the most beautiful supermodel in the world. Releasing the few buttons of her skirt that were actually fastened. She let it slide over her naked thighs a little, detective, I forgot to wear panties, she said coyly as she pressed her hand between her thighs. And I am so wet for you, she finished, as she dragged a hand up from between her legs and held it up to show her pleasure dripping from her fingertips, before sucking each one slowly. One a taste, she asked, smiling.

23:06 The detective nodded, enthusiastically, grining like a boy in a candy store. Laura leaned over the bed, slowly moving up the detective's body, carefully easing her legs either side of a strong thigh. She lowered her hips, her clip brushing the length of his muscle. Feeling intense and anticipation sent shock waves resonating through Laura's body, pressing lower. His thigh pressed along her folds as she thrust her hips up and down his leg. The sensation of her juices coating his thigh stimulated her own feelings of lust. Her gaze burned into the detective's eyes as he watched her, entranced with her uninhibited desire. The feeling of his erection pressing against her stomach. That first touch of his precomb as

24:10 anticipation overflowed through him was intoxicating. This power was truly better than any drug. Sliding higher, Laura grasped the pillow from under his head and threw it to the floor, his head falling flat against the mattress. With an unceremonious thumb turning, she spread her legs over that detective face.

24:38 Looking back down his body, she lowered herself until the bristle of his stubble teased her clip. Moaning, she kissed down his stomach, holding her body weight on one hand. Her other hand pulled his boxes down, exposing his pulsing erection, before her fingers caressed around his shaft, gently stroking up and down his length with just her finger tips. The detective's hips rose with carnal need, thrusting into Laura's grasp, lifting his head slightly, his lips sucking at her folds hungrily, he sunk reduces, his tongue pressing between her lips. He pushed deeper before sliding his tongue along the length of her pussy with a single broad stroke. Laura arched with a beautifully feline motion as she pressed a pussy against

25:42 his lips, the hot caress of his breath pummeling every nerve in her pussy. Moaning gently, Laura dropped her head, brushing her hair over the tip of his cock. His gentlemans vibrated against her clip, as his tongue flicked voraciously over her sensitive nub and kissing along his shaft. Laura's lips danced up and down his erection, her red lipstick peppering his cock with smudged outlines of her lips, circling her tongue around him, her lips around his shaft as she slid up and down his length, her moans vibrating along his eraction, enticing his hips to thrust gently into her mouth. Looking up through her hair, the miracle heard a beautiful rose gold, the mist clearing as a beautiful woman watched them, her body cavacious and stunning, her head

26:47 moving in perfect time with Laura's. Laura's pussy throbbed with the sensation of being watched in a way she had never thought possible. Her hips pressed down against it, his mouth, his double burning at her clit, his burning breath short and desperate as Laura felt consumed with her desire. The woman in the mirror reached between her porcelain thighs, her hand moving with aggressive strokes. Lora smiled around the cock in her mouth, her hand slipping between his thighs, massaging his bulls before she firmly pressed two fingers between his thighs, sliding between his bulls and ass forcing his cock to swell in her mouth. The detective bucked at the sensation, his cock pressing hard into Laura's throat, forcing a slight

27:44 gag reflex. The first drops of his orgasm caressed the back of her tongue as her mouth lid up and down, his shaft aggressively, as his tongue flicked aggressively at her clit, sucking it before hard broad strokes of his tongue pu her body tensed. Her orgasm exploded, burning through her body like a wildfire, lifting her head up sharply. Hemowed loudly in disappointment, her body still trembling. Laura moved uncertainly down the detective. Taking his trembling erection in her hand. She rubbed his glistening tip against her still throbbing clit. Her body buckled at the sensation forcing her to bend double.

28:32 Raising herself back up, she guided his cock between her lips, sliding down his length slowly, her whole body trembling as a sensation of his throbbing cock pressing against the trembling walls of her pussy, accentuated the aftershocks of the orgasm still moving through her. Her pussy clutched, grasping his cock tightly, forcing a loud moan from her lips as she impelled herself along his length. Reaching down, she rubbed her clip, the aftershocks of electricity assaulting every nerve in her body.

29:10 Watching the beautiful woman in the mirror reflect her actions perfectly rubbing her own clip, lifting her body up and down, Laura tensed again, unable to withhold the wave of pleasure that threatened her sanity. In perfect time, her reflection tensed. The two of them, seemingly united in their pleasure, immersed in each other's carnal desires. Their gaze is locked, their bodies tied in perfect unison. They leapt over the edge of the cliff, They're orgasoms resonating between them. Laura's pussies squeezed along the detective's cock, forcing a warm explosion of pleasure to erupt inside her, a breathing, slowly calmed gas, her pleasure quieting. Somewhere in the distance behind us, She could hear the detective call a name as his cock

30:08 still pulsed a warm come inside her. She tried to hold her reflection's gaze for a little longer. She wheeled her to stay, but yet again, the mists failed the mirror and Laura's senses returned to the hearer. Now, she suddenly realized the detective had actually been asking her a question. Shaking her head to clear the effects of the mist, Laura said, sorry, that was pretty intense and dull my senses for a while. I said, could you pass me the handcuff keys from my pants pockets? My wrists are a little raw. After that, the detective responded, Oh, of course, she replied, sliding off him and collecting his pants from the floor, releasing the handcuffs. His wrists were covered with an angry red, not quite bleeding, but not far from

31:08 it either. Laura grabbed a discarded pillow from the floor and replaced it on the bed before laying next to the detective, enjoying the warm glow moving between their bodies. So what's your first name? I can't go round calling you detective Andino, now can I. It's mikayl, Michael replied, rubbing his wrist before putting his arms around Laura. So that mirror is pretty special, he whispered that, both of them staring into the mists. Yeah, it is said. It showed me the truth, but I don't know much about its magical as such. I was just asked to find it and get it here, she replied dazily. Who instruct to you? Michael asked curiously, Jimmy Browbent. He is a collector and has a gallery of supernatural artifacts, Laura said,

32:11 feeling her body drifting laately with the after glow of pleasure on cheapside. He asked, Yeah, you know him, Laura said, curiosity waking her a little. Oh yes, and I don't think he will be needing this mirror. There was a fire in his gallery today. Apparently the only thing that survived was some old manuscripts about something called the Gorgan's Mirror, which I'm guessing is currently stood at the bottom of your bed. Really, Laura shouted, sitting upright, Oh yes. They could only identify Jimmy from his dental records. The strange thing is there was also charred remains of some sort of tentacles that were wrapped around his arms and legs.

32:58 It seems so he could to escape. It was pretty horrific, Michale said, calmly, his gaze focused on the mirror while his fingers played with Laura's hair. Can you get me a copy of that manuscript? Laura asked excitedly. I guess if you wanted to see me again, I could, he replied, grinning. Laura slapped him on the chest playfully. Okay, then I might even wear panties next time. Oh no, need to go overboard. You're perfect just as you are, McHale said, laughing.

33:38 Oh you haven't seen the panties I had in mind, Detective Mikhail Andino, she said, as she reached down and squeezed his balls gently. So I hope you enjoyed that, and I hope all your fantasies are in there. Next week, another story and we can get wild in bed all over again. And so until next time, and always with your pleasure in mind, This is Devil and Wild, wishing you solacious dreams.