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The Incubus' Snare Enter the fortune teller
“So, you dreamed your man had a threesome with Dr Ruth and Sally Jesse? Where was Rikki Lake?” I snorted while perusing the menu. Feeling the heat of her glare, I looked up at her. Her squinted eyes at me giggling. “Did you ban him from daytime TV?”She pointedly ignored me by looking at her menu. A thought popped into my head. “Maybe it’s you that needs to avoid daytime TV.”The waitress came to take our order before she could respond. Unlike the waitress at the sushi joint, this one was a grandmother looking woman who called us sweeties. Promising our breakfast would be out soon, she went to the counter across the room. Before I could return to tormenting Carissa about her sex dream she started telling me about Mason’s proposal to his fiancé.Two hours later we were strolling the adorable little German town. Carissa darted into all the shops. A quilt shop, a sock shop, even an olive oil shop. What ever you were looking for, it was here. As we were threading our way through the shops
Last Updated : 2025-03-13The Incubus' Snare Madam Calliope Moonseeker
Shocked Carissa and I looked at each other, mouths slightly ajar. How did she know that? Subtly trembling, I turned back to the lady that I had to assume was the seer. Swallowing in trepidation, I finally asked her. “What do you mean?”“I can see it on you.” The seer’s voice was firm with no hint of an accent. Dark eyes were locked on mine. They gave me the feeling that they could see into my soul. Dream guy looked at me similarly. Pointing at me again she ordered me to follow her. Without waiting to see if I would obey, she turned to disappear behind the door again.Carissa and I looked at each other. With a shrug we followed. Neither of us spoke. I could only assume she was trying to figure out how the seer knew about my dreams. Perhaps she had listened in to our conversation in the waiting area. Shysters have devious ways to appear legit. On the other side of the door, we found a table with a pink tablecloth, glass ball in the middle, and incense burning housed inside a canopy of
Last Updated : 2025-03-16The Incubus' Snare What's a Mare
“Demons? Like servants of hell? You are saying a servant of hell is coming to me in my dreams?” I scoffed. No way was my dream man from hell. Yes, the not being able to move thing was scary but, the things he did to me were euphoric inducing. His touch was gentle, loving even. The was nothing malicious in his eyes as our eyes bore into each other while our bodies were still one. Just thinking about how he pressed his forehead to mine while we had orgasmed together sent that zing through me. These women weren’t going to convince me he was evil. I shook my head. “There’s nothing evil about him.”The Matei women exchanged knowing looks. Renata finally spoke. “Tell us about the man in your dreams.”My gaze surely conveyed my unease. Talking about him with a stranger seemed like a betrayal. I was a private person. Sure, I told Carissa things, but we were sisters adjacent. Frowning I looked around the room. Carissa was side eyeing me. Clearly, she had reservations too. The other women were
Last Updated : 2025-03-18The Incubus' Snare The pink thong
Guiltily Carissa beeped the truck to unlock it. Without speaking we climbed into the cab. Silently she turned the knob to reverse out of the parking space. As we flew down the highway, I watched her out of the corner of my eye. She was watching the road way harder than she normally did. Not being the traitor, I didn’t have to break the silence. However, not talking did leave me wondering where we were going. Wherever it was, Carissa obviously knew the way.Fifteen minutes later I saw the sign for the winery that also bottled the fancy fruity drinks. I side eyed her again as we pulled to a stop in a parking spot. Not looking at me, she gathered her things then hopped down. Recognizing the tight look on her face, I knew to keep quiet. Soon whatever she had done was going to come flying out of her mouth. Keeping secrets was not her strong suit, not from me. Sighing dejectedly, I followed her to the huge white farmhouse. Her shoulders tensed at the sound. Over twenty years of friendship,
Last Updated : 2025-03-19The Incubus' Snare Malibu and Birria tacos
An hour later we pulled into the driveway of the cabin. Unloading our packages, including a couple of plain brown bags. Turns out all the package stores in town were liquor stores. Who would have thought of getting booze there? I had to wonder where they took packages to be shipped. We only carried in my stuff and the things she wanted for tonight. It still took us two trips each thanks to the alcohol and fruit drinks case. Once inside we immediately changed into our PJ’s and house shoes. My hair was pulled up into a jaunty ponytail. Bare faced and ready for a relaxing evening at home, we went into the kitchen where the enticing scent of dinner drew us in.On the way we had stopped at a Mexican restaurant to get some take out. While I was plating our plethora of south of the border cuisine, she was preparing our drinks. Expertly mixing the fruity drinks with just the right about of rum to be tasty. We settled into the cushy seats at the kitchen table. The first taste of the food has u
Last Updated : 2025-03-19The Incubus' Snare Don't bend over
Faint throbbing in my head awoke me the next morning. Tangled lashes fought me opening my undoubtably bloodshot eyes. Failing to suppress a moan, I forced myself into a sitting position. What was I thinking? Drinking with Carissa is never a good idea. Thankful that none of the windows faced East, I stumbled to the half bath to take care of my morning business. Mentally I thanked whoever put the dimmer switch in there. While brushing my teeth, I had the sensation of being watched. There was no one in the bathroom. Sticking my head out of the doorway, the downstairs was still empty. Shrugging I finished brushing and rinsed my mouth. Hands braced on the countertop. I leaned close to the mirror. The sensation of an eyelash in my eye had me inspecting my eyes. Once I was bent over, I felt the shift in the air. Unable to move my head, I could only see what was happening in the mirror in front of me. The shadowy form of a man stepped into the room from the shadow cast by the open door.After
Last Updated : 2025-03-22The Incubus' Snare He's real
Our eyes briefly flitted to the door. When she didn’t glance in, our eyes met again. Smirking he yanked my ponytail. While my head didn’t move in the mirror, I felt the tug on my scalp. “I’m going to make you scream with your friend in the next room.”His breath fanned my face as he whispered in my ear. With a naughty look, he took my earlobe between his perfect white teeth. Simultaneously he yanked my hair and bit my ear. A massive orgasm ripped through me as he sped up his pumping into me. My walls clenched around his steel imposing rod. His groan mixed with the slight squeak my mouth was able to make. Watching his eyes as he orgasmed, I felt a connection between us. As the waves of pleasure receded, he nuzzled his nose into my neck. After a moment of us simply enjoying the feeling of each other, he kissed my neck.With his now mostly limp manhood still inside me he placed feather light kisses on my shoulder. We could hear Carissa in the next room. She was talking about our plan for
Last Updated : 2025-03-23The Incubus' Snare Candles and sushi?
Perusing the menu, I tried to figure out what sounded good. Clarissa eyed my outfit. “What’s with the oversized shirt?”I looked down at the purple button up my possibly demonic boyfriend had put me in this morning. It was the right size for a six foot two well built man, not a curvy five-foot eleven woman. I’d rolled up the sleeves and left an aqua camisole visible by only buttoning it halfway up. It hung down below my butt. The purple stone medallion went perfectly with it. Lifting an eyebrow, I answered her. “I want to be comfortable for the trip home.”The waitress pranced over to the table. She was extremely energetic and had multiple suggestions for what we should try when she learned I had never been there. Trusting her, I ordered what she suggested. When the food came, I was thankful for trusting her. Being hungover, the slightly greasy burger and fries hit the spot. Carissa was enjoying her meatloaf plate. We slipped into si
Last Updated : 2025-03-24
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The Incubus' Snare Punished
Flipped over onto my stomach, still frozen, all I could do was wait for whatever he was going to do to me.“Look at him!” When he spoke his voice was firm, angry, completely devoid of its normal sexy huskiness. Obeying, I turned my head to look at Rich. Who was still lying beside me unmoving. His arm was still frozen in the air like it was still wrapped around my waist. The only indicator that he wasn’t some kind of macabre mannequin was the gentle rise and fall of his chest. Watching him breathe, I lost the focus on the man behind me. SMACK. I tried to cry out but he had wrendered me mute again. Pain flashed across my right butt cheek where his large hand had struck it. It felt different. Then it dawned on me. He had put my soul back in my body. It was my physical ass he just smacked. “Everytime you look at him.” He paused to smack me again. “Remember this.”
The Incubus' Snare Making it up to him
I could see his perfect body in all its glory now. I felt wetness between my thighs just looking at this man. My body wanted to arch towards him. To beg for his touch, His attention. Only his. No other man could compare to what he could give me.Smugness all but dripped from him as he slowly crawled up my body. Dropping kisses as he went. Multiple landed on my legs. Until he reached where they joined. The he lifted his to watch my eyes as he continued past my throbbing sex. The gleam in his eyes made me wonder if he did it to punish me. Knowing how much I loved his mouth on me. A knowing smile spread across his gorgeous face when he reached my breasts. For a moment, I thought he would skip them as well.“Such perfection.’ He groaned before sucking one of the hard tips into his mouth. Feeling his warm wet tongue swirl around it, his hand palmin
The Incubus' Snare Jealous of a cat
As I stared in the swirling abyss that was his eyes, I wondered how to explain this situation. How do you explain to your literal dream man why you are not only spooning with your ex in your bed, but you are naked? Only cliches were popping in my head. It’s not what it looks like! I can explain! Before I could start that conversation, I needed to know if I could even speak. Shocking me he somehow heard my thoughts.“You can speak.” Even colored with anger, his voice was sexy. My nipples instantly harden at the sound of it. That zing shot from them to my girlie bits. My nub started throbbing, wanting his mouth on it. I had to get him to understand I was being snuggled against my will. Taking a breath, I hesitantly tried to speak.“Caspian.” My voice came out normal, if a little rough from sleep. If he could hear my thoughts wh
The Incubus' Snare Busted
For the next two years we got together whenever we could. There were three hours between our houses. At first we alternated trips every other week. I began to think of 45 as the booty expressway. We were good together. The first year was us enjoying each other. Every long weekend was spent at cute little B and B’s around the country. Suddenly I looked forward to the stupid corporate mixers. Those just became paid lover’s getaways. We’d go to the party, eat the decant food the company provided, then sneak off to our company paid for room. I had to admit our careers were getting a boost too. Thanks to me actually showing up at these things, I was networking with some of the higher ups. Rich ended up being promoted after the Houston office was restructured due to the company expanding into a new market. What seemed like a blessing turned out to be a curse. We had become the company power couple. I was on the path to become a VP, Rich already was a junior one. At least twice a month we w
The Incubus' Snare Enter Rich
Finally pulling into my garage just before midnight, I was disappointed that I didn’t have a husband to come unload the car for me. Not that I had the energy to give a blow job right now inexhange for not having to carry in my couple of bags. For now, I only unloaded my suitcase. All of my shopping could wait until morning.The wheels of the case rolled across my vinyl wood floors as I drug it to my bedroom. I threw it on the right side of the bed. Only digging out my necessary hygiene products, I left the case for later. Teeth brushed, hair in a ponytail, I slid between my own sheets naked. Wrapped around the body pillow I was almost asleep when I felt it. The slightest pressure on my ass. Smiling, I spoke. “There you are.”A gray cat with a white streak on her chin walked up my body. She was silent. The tips of her nails sinking into m
The Incubus' Snare Garage nookie
A blurry face filled my vision. Groaning I slid my glasses back on my face. Smiling down at me was a cute hispanic male. He had a sweet friendly smile. His dark hair was in a shaggy bowl cut. “Good morning sweetie!” His laugh matched his smile. “We are about to land.”I thanked him while righting my seat. As I adjusted my shirt, I noticed my right side still smelled like mulberry. I had to wonder how long ago he had gone. Watching the ground come towards us, I hoped he would find his way to Texas.On the ground I managed to be one of the first of the plane. Gotta love business class.Winding my way around the corridors of DFW, I finally made it to the baggage claim. Due to all the shopping, everything didn’t fit in my carryon this time. Leaning against a pole, I played on my phone while I waited for my bags to come down. My phone bu
The Incubus' Snare Mile high club
“I like the shirt.” Leering at me he fingered one of the buttons on my shirt. His finger moved up the buttons to the lace of my camisole. “I wonder what’s under it.”He hadn’t unfroze me. All I could do was watch him while waiting to see what he was going to do. His purple and blue eyes were swirling as they bore into me. Slyly he brought his mouth down to mine. Stopping with his lips brushing mine, he whispered. “Take it off.”The swirls of his eyes sped up. Then I felt like I had been popped out of my body. My naked soul body was lying on top of my physical body. He had paralyzed my soul body too. His eyes raked my body with a smoldering smile. “I made you promise, Beautiful.”A shimmer flashed around us. Then his naked body was lying on me. The same smoldering smile on his handsome face, he leaned forward to press his lips against mine. At first his kiss was soft, gentle. He made a happy noise.
The Incubus' Snare Demonic pregnancy?
Keeping my thoughts to myself we discussed when we were going to able to get together again. She promised to be in Dallas soon. Lamenting how much we would miss each other we hugged farewell at my rental. Climbing up into her truck, Carissa honked goodbye then peeled out of the gravel parking lot. Shaking my head, I got back into my economy compact car. It did seem small after the dream cheating truck.Knowing I had a long drive in front of me, I synced my phone to the radio and headed north. It had seemed like a good idea to drive from Knoxville to Helen. I was in Knoxville for business, and it was only three hours to Helen. Now I was questioning that decision. Music blaring, I just drove, trying to keep my mind blank.Three and a half uneventful hours later, I turned my rental in at the airport. Soon I was checked in, cleared security, and found my gate. I had an hour until my flight. Kicked back at the gate I pulled out my book on becoming a green thumb. So far, not
The Incubus' Snare Candles and sushi?
Perusing the menu, I tried to figure out what sounded good. Clarissa eyed my outfit. “What’s with the oversized shirt?”I looked down at the purple button up my possibly demonic boyfriend had put me in this morning. It was the right size for a six foot two well built man, not a curvy five-foot eleven woman. I’d rolled up the sleeves and left an aqua camisole visible by only buttoning it halfway up. It hung down below my butt. The purple stone medallion went perfectly with it. Lifting an eyebrow, I answered her. “I want to be comfortable for the trip home.”The waitress pranced over to the table. She was extremely energetic and had multiple suggestions for what we should try when she learned I had never been there. Trusting her, I ordered what she suggested. When the food came, I was thankful for trusting her. Being hungover, the slightly greasy burger and fries hit the spot. Carissa was enjoying her meatloaf plate. We slipped into si
