Lure of the Old Gods

It was a little odd that my girlfriend’s dorm floor was this quiet. Normally, it was controlled chaos, girls giggling and going from room to room socializing. It was a Friday night for God’s sake.

But it was far quieter than normal, with only a few muffled noises behind a couple doors as I passed. It almost sounded like… no. And even if it was what I thought of, my girlfriend would murder me if she thought I was trying to listen to one of her dorm-mates doing… that.

I walked down the hallway, passing door after closed door. Was there some event that they were all at, that Helen didn’t tell me about?

There was an open door up ahead, it was Ashley’s room, one of Helen’s friends. I looked around the door jam, and my mouth opened in shock. Ashley was on her bed, utterly and gloriously naked, her fingers rhythmically working inside herself. She was the classic pretty blonde, with the kind of body that was luscious now, but she always worried that she’d put on weight like her older sister. But for now… She didn’t see me… and it looked like she was barely aware of anything as she furiously shoved three fingers inside her little shaved kitty. I tore my eyes away, and moved down the hall, taking a breath.

This was very odd. Ashley wasn’t even that flirty normally, she was shy enough that she didn’t even dress to kill that often. She’d never do that normally… maybe they had gotten day drunk?

I walked further down the hallway, spying another open door. A mixture of dread and lust filled me as I hear the noises coming out. And inside was Nadine, all ninety pounds of her, moaning shamelessly as she pumped her fingers in herself. I couldn’t help but watch as her moans got more and more shameless and desperate. Nadine was of some mixture of Indian or Pakistani, I could never remember, but seeing her naked, she was the polar opposite of Ashley. Ashley was all curves and hips and tits, and Nadine was tiny and slender. But both of them were shamelessly masturbating. And Nadine sounded like she was almost about to cum, but no matter how much she frigged her pussy, she didn’t seem to be able to cum.

Her eyes were rolled back in her head, until she pulled her hands off herself, looking over at her side table. I hadn’t noticed that at first, but it was a giant, sculpted dildo, but it looked like a vaguely obscene face, with ridges and what looked like a fringe of tentacles at the base. With a cry of desperate longing, Nadine shoved this huge shaft inside herself. It looked like it would never fit, but she was so soaking wet that it slid in without hardly a pause. She screamed, a vacuous smile spreading over her face as she brought it home, the size of it literally making her flat stomach distend slightly.

It was then when I saw them move. That fringe at the base, they started moving, extending. Wrapping their black coils around her legs, holding that insanely huge weapon inside her, Nadine’s hands going to the sheets to grip as that thing fucked her. I took a step back, both utterly horrified and intensely aroused at what I saw. I backed down the hallway, glancing into Ashley’s room, where she had an identical nest of tentacles holding her own obsidian phallus inside her, that same vacuous smile on her face. I tore my eyes away, trying not to think about how hard I was. I needed to get help, something was wrong here, very wrong.

I stumbled back towards the stairwell, backing up until I bumped into somebody. I turned around, and was greeted with the closest thing to a Jezebel in human form. Dee was what you would describe as “overripe”. The kind of girl who is *almost* too heavy, but carries all of it in the right places. And she knew it too. Long dark hair in ringlets, and she usually dressed to emphasize it. Not today. Those ringlets were running over her naked shoulder… almost all the way to her bare tits. For a girl as busty as Dee, they were absurdly perky.

“Hello James. Going somewhere?”. She purred, pushing up against me, and pulling my hand to her ass, trapping me with her warm and soft body against the wall.

“Dee, what the hell is going on? I saw…”. I protested, trying not to think about how delicious her naked body pressed against mine was. “Where is Helen?”

She smiled at me, with a slightly predatory gleam in her eye. “Helen will be one of us shortly, I just checked up on her. But we need to do something about you….”. She smirked at me, her hand sliding between us to grip my painfully hard cock. “Mmm…. A good start.” She whispered up at me as she slid down to her knees, her hands opened up my jeans and pulling my cock out. “I know you’ve always dreamed of this, James. The floor slut, on her knees, doing all the things Helen wouldn’t do. Don’t worry, she will learn as soon as she accepts them”.

I didn’t quite know what she was talking about, but I wasn’t able to focus on anything… her hand on me was one thing, but when she brought those pillowy lips down onto my cock, wetly slurping at me, all thought left me.

I looked down, a little in awe at what was happening… this voluptuous Jezebel, her wet mouth on me, feeling her taking me deeper…. the tip of my cock hitting the back of her mouth. She pulled back, taking breath as she stroked me. “Fuck my face, James. You can do it…”. I couldn’t help but put my hand into her curly hair, gripping a little cruelly as she slid her mouth down, moaning a little as my grip tightened, feeling my cock slide down her throat. I couldn’t help but moan, this naked girl was deepthroating me in the hallway of a dorm, right out in public, without a care in the world. I felt my balls tightening as her throat gripped me. She pulled back, a smirk on her face. “Oh no no no, James. You can’t cum. You’re not allowed to until….”. She didn’t finish, instead plunging her mouth down on me again, throating me with ease, making me buck my hips into her, feeling her throat work me up to the edge again… I tried to hide the signs so I’d be able to cum, but she pulled off right before, that maddening smirk on her face as she stroked me to keep me close…

“God. Fuck you, Dee… I need to cum!” I growled out, feeling like I was going to go insane as she rose up slightly so my cock could fall between those impossibly perky tits, gently titfucking me.

“Gods, James. And they want you, and they want you to be happy. But they won’t take what isn’t given. Give yourself to them, and you can cum. You’ll cum so much and so often… they want you to be happy, James.”. She licked the tip of my cock, teasingly, her tits surrounding my cock.

“What the fuck are you talking… ohgods….” I faded off as she slid her mouth down on me, up and down… it felt like I was going to explode, but Dee had a sixth sense for keeping me on the edge… it was driving me to frustration. Part of me wanted to just push her away and flee… and the other just wanted to push her down so I could rut into her pussy. I wouldn’t last long, but I didn’t care anymore.

“Just accept them, give yourself to the old gods, James. Just say you accept!” She was nearly frantic, teasing my cock as my mind was reduced to mush. Anything to just cum, I’d agree to anything… the feeling of horror I remember from those tentacle-dildos fading as this temptress teased my poor aching cock.

I felt my mouth forming the words, as visions of impossible hedonism flooded my mind, of a world consumed with pleasure. “YES! I ACCEPT!” I cried out, feeling her squeeze my cock with her tits, just enough for me to erupt, thrusting between them, my cum spewing out in long lines as I came harder than I ever had, my balls literally aching as they emptied, splattering Dee’s tits and face, her eyes looking up at me, her lips in a broad grin as I dumped what seemed like a cup of jizz on her features…

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3 comments on “Lure of the Old Gods

  1. Nice story! 👍 Why did you stopped writing the serpent series anyway? It’s great, tbh.

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