ASMODAL INN: PART FIVE [confrontation][jealousy][hotwife][cheating][ffm][demon][virgin][ghost][paranormal]

ASMODAL INN

PART 5

[part one](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/tjxe3g/asmodal_inn_part_one/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3) [part two](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/tojmam/asmodal_inn_part_two_publicexhibmile/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3) [part three](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/tsql40/asmodal_inn_part_three/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3) [part four](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/tu4nvm/asmodal_inn_part_four/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

Jake woke up alone in the bed, the dream still vivid and raw in his mind.

He slipped on a pair of pants, unable to find any underwear… given certain events so far, he was sure Amber purposefully left them out of his suitcase. He hadn’t even seen her or Steph wear any either.

He thought about the things the girls had said when they thought he was asleep… “Baby, Babe, I love you…” and what Steph had said about her feelings for him. He already knew there was more to Amber and Steph than they were telling him. That wasn’t what was bothering him, there was just something nagging at him in the back of his mind.

The paintings on the wall caught his eye and he stepped over to get a closer look. They weren’t paintings, they were art overlaid photos of women in various sexual acts surrounded by naked, very aroused men. The same woman was in all five of the framed pictures on the walls, some had other women but always the same one. Over the couch, in the largest picture, two women were in sixty nine The long blonde hair of the one on top hung over the legs of the woman under her, both of them with a cock buried inside… a scene that seemed very familiar to him.

ASMODAL INN: PART FOUR [threesome][sleeping][bondage][haunted][orgy]

ASMODAL INN

PART FOUR

[part one](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/tjxe3g/asmodal_inn_part_one/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3) [two](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/tojmam/asmodal_inn_part_two_publicexhibmile/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3) [three](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/tsql40/asmodal_inn_part_three/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

Jake slipped back into consciousness with the sound of women giggling and fingernails lightly tickling his dick. He momentarily opened his eyes and saw Steph and Amber kneeling over his legs, one to either side leaning over him.

“Ssssh! He’s asleep! Don’t wake him up.” One of them whispered lightly. He closed his eyes and pretended to still be asleep.

“Not all of him is. This part right here is wide awake,” the other whispered as he felt a hand wrap around his uncomfortably raging boner.

“Let him sleep!”

“I just want to make him more comfortable. He’s so hard it can’t feel good. Feel it.” Another hand wrapped around him. They worked in unison stroking gently up and down.

Suddenly he felt a warm wet sensation from one of their mouths as the hands let go. The lips and tongue traced a path down his entire length until he felt himself jab into the back of her throat. Her lips slid up and then back down, tapping her tonsils with every stroke.

ASMODAL INN: PART THREE [cheating][hotwife][haunted][exhib][voyeur][cnc][public]

ASMODAL INN

PART THREE (author’s note, to understand some events in this chapter, you need to read parts one and two)

LINK TO PART ONE: [https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/tjxe3g/asmodal_inn_part_one/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/tjxe3g/asmodal_inn_part_one/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

LINK TO PART TWO: https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/tojmam/asmodal_inn_part_two_publicexhibmile/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3

“Honey,” Amber whispered into his ear waking him up after he dozed off on the incredibly large and unbelievably comfortable couch. “You’re still soaking wet, why don’t you go take a shower and change your clothes.”

He had been out in the rain and he was still fighting an unresolved raging hard on after what happened on the plane and what he saw the unfinished side of the building. He looked out the window, the rain had stopped and the sun was shining brightly on the stark lack of scenery, the bright rays streaming through the window and reflecting off the caramel colored walls casting a golden glow throughout the large suite.

He slid open the pocket door into the bathroom. The only place in the room with any privacy was immediately behind the door and there was a small wall concealing the toilet, the rest was exposed to view through the clear glass walls of the large shower. Duane had said that the suite was “purpose built”, Jake didn’t have to think too hard to imagine what “purpose” he had in mind.

THE INVITATION: BASED loosely ON TRUE EVENTS

THE INVITATION: BASED loosely ON TRUE EVENTS

Sixteen years.

Sixteen years she has stayed by my side.

For sixteen years, she has been my ever loving wife. She was the mother of my two children, both now teenagers. To her, sixteen years was a lifetime and she would complain of the ravages that time has taken on her body. To me, sixteen years ago was yesterday and she was still the 19 year old college student from L.A. that I married.

I tried to show her, every chance I got, that she was still the object of my desire. In truth, I felt that I was the one to whom time had been unkind. When I met her, I was a 22 year old Lance Corporal in the Marine Corps, full of life and motovation. She stood by my side when I was promoted to corporal. I stood by her side while she gave birth to our son. I saw her crying while she held our six week old baby in her arms as I got on the bus when I deployed to Iraq. It was her smiling face that I saw when I closed my eyes at night and when I stepped back off the bus when we came home. So many years later, my hair had gone gray and the long term consequences of military life had taken their toll, but she was still by my side. I tried to make her see that it was my own failing, and not hers, when my ability to “stand at attention” needed medical intervention, I could understand how she would think it was because of her… But it wasn’t.

Asmodal Inn: Part Two [public][exhib][mile high][groping][group][voyeur][cheating][haunted][hotel]

ASMODAL INN

Link to part one: https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/tjxe3g/asmodal_inn_part_one/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3

PART TWO

“Ladies and gentlemen, this is your captain speaking. I wish to welcome you aboard this private flight from Spokane to Boise. There is currently a large weather system affecting traffic into and out of the Boise airport, we may experience some delays in arrival. I will keep you updated as our flight plan changes.” The pilots voice crackled over the intercom. “Our current arrival time is set for twelve pm Boise local time.”

“Twelve PM?” Jake whispered over to Amber and Stephanie. “It’s nine in the morning now. This flight shouldn’t take more than an hour and fifteen minutes?”

“Boise is an hour ahead of us, dear. And the pilot did say that there was some heavy weather over Boise right now,” Amber answered. “But, still, two hours to Boise is quite long.”

The plane took off and banked hard to the left as it climbed sharply into the clouds and a few minutes later, they leveled off. Jake looked out the window and was astounded at the intense blue color of the sky above juxtaposed against the bright white billows of the clouds below.

ASMODAL INN: PART ONE [boss][secretary][text][pics][accidentally on purpose][lesbian][tbc]

ASMODAL INN

PART ONE

(this is the first chapter of a horror/erotica story I am working on. This chapter is just character establishment and exposition)

Jacob sat at his desk late on a Thursday afternoon, pouring over client files. Forms and papers spread out in front of him as he clicked away at his keyboard, entering all the information on the papers into a spreadsheet.

That seemed to be his entire life anymore, spreadsheets, home, sleep, spreadsheets, home, sleep. He hadn’t really even seen his wife, Amber, in the two months since she started working nights. He would only see her, sound asleep, in the morning as he got out of bed for work. Most mornings he would stare longingly at her in her red silk nightgown, wanting to wake her and remind her that he loves her, but instead he would lightly kiss her cheek and whisper his love into her ear as he left for work.

The Invitation [swinger][orgy][party][exhib][anal][ffm][ffmm][breed] first post in this sub

Sixteen years.

Sixteen years she has stayed by my side.

For sixteen years, she has been my ever loving wife. She was the mother of my two children, both now teenagers. To her, sixteen years was a lifetime and she would complain of the ravages that time has taken on her body. To me, sixteen years ago was yesterday and she was still the 19 year old college student from L.A. that I married.

I tried to show her, every chance I got, that she was still the object of my desire. In truth, I felt that I was the one to whom time had been unkind. When I met her, I was a 22 year old Lance Corporal in the Marine Corps, full of life and motovation. She stood by my side when I was promoted to corporal. I stood by her side while she gave birth to our son. I saw her crying while she held our six week old baby in her arms as I got on the bus when I deployed to Iraq. It was her smiling face that I saw when I closed my eyes at night and when I stepped back off the bus when we came home. So many years later, my hair had gone gray and the long term consequences of military life had taken their toll, but she was still by my side. I tried to make her see that it was my own failing, and not hers, when my ability to “stand at attention” needed medical intervention, I could understand how she would think it was because of her… But it wasn’t.