Feature Writer: Seer Of Lost Fates
Feature Title: DANCE WITH A DEVIL2 & 3
Published: 20.07.2020 / StoriesOnline / Copyright© 2016 by Seer Of Lost Fates
Story Codes: Mind Control, Incest, Rough, Harem, Interracial
Synopsis: A man having an record-setting bad day has a midnight meeting with the Devil, and finds out a family secret.
Dance With A Devil 2 & 3
CHAPTER TWO
I woke slowly, my nose filled with a wonderful scent, a scent I knew by heart. Leanne had always used one brand of shampoo, one with a special scent that I could pick out anywhere. As I woke further, I became aware of her breasts pressed to my chest, her face nuzzled into my neck. I could even tell, likely through our twin link and my mind-reading, that she was only just asleep. There were confused thoughts running around, like the last vestiges of a dream.
As though to ruin the moment, I heard a spitefully distant buzzing sound, and Leanne’s eyes snapped open as she pushed off my chest and scrambled for her phone, or where she seemed to think it would be. With a display that could only be called cute, she scrambled off the far side of the bed and reached out for a night stand that wasn’t there, which sent her tumbling to the floor. I rolled to the edge of the bed as the buzzer stopped, and smiled at my sister, sprawled on the floor. “That was adorable.”
Leanne scowled at me, but I knew it was fake. Not through our bond, or my powers, but because of years of loving her. I watched her turn over, her pussy winking at me from between her legs as she scrambled to her feet and darted from the room to find her phone as it started beeping again. I got up and walked after her, not worrying about being nude in my own, our own, home.
Downstairs, Leanne was scowling at her phone. There were over thirty messages and eight missed calls from Mark demanding to know where she was, where her stuff was, why she wasn’t answering his calls. She realised then she hadn’t bother to leave him a note, and wasn’t even sure how to frame one. This must have been what Andrew had felt yesterday when trying to tell her about his pact. She looked up when she felt Andrew approach and felt a warm glow that she was his again, like they were kids but he had claimed her fully. “It’s Mark, trying to find out where I am,” she explained, holding up her phone.
I shook my head. “When was the last time you two were intimate?”
“Eight months ago, and he didn’t let me finish, just came on my stomach and went to sleep,” she replied, not embarrassed in the least. They had rarely had secrets from each other. “In fact, last night was the first time anybody has ever cum inside me.”
I smiled at her and gave her a gentle kiss, which she melted into. We stood there, naked in our living room, kissing each other before our stomachs decided that while sex and kissing was fun, food needed to be included on the list as well. We laughed as we broke the kiss, and Leanne’s phone rang again. She let out an irritated, but strangely cute, growl. “Mark again.”
I plucked the phone from her hand and answered it. I could hear his angry breathing on the other end of the phone.
“Leanne you bitch, where the hell are you,” he shouted, and I could almost imagine that I was able to feel his mind through the phone’s connection. Then, with a start, I realized that I actually could feel his mind. He was angry, but not because she wasn’t there, not entirely. The house was a mess from her taking her things, and he used her as a maid, and a servant since I could tell he was hungry. I flexed my mind control ability, certain that if one ability worked, the other would. “Mark, Leanne has left you. You will lose her phone number, forget her looks, and never again bother either of us.” I felt that magic high again, but also resistance. The command was having a hard time finding a place to seat, until some part of his mind thought about moving his mistress in, and that was all it took. The resulting high wasn’t as strong, and that was when I learned the difference about rolling a person and them accepting my command. A second or two later, I heard Mark’s voice again,” Sorry man, I uh … I must have called the wrong number,” and he hung up.
I tossed the phone to Leanne, and she tossed it onto one of the chairs, then flung her arms about me for another kiss, sliding her smaller body down mine in a way that promised far more than a meager kiss later. “So, what have you got to eat in here,” she asked impishly.
“We have leftover pizza, or we could get dressed and grab something,” I replied, smiling at her even as I contemplated forgoing food to feast on her body. And, of course, just as I made my decision to feast, the buzzer for my apartment, well, buzzed. I grumbled as I walked over to it, and the talk/listen button. “Yes?”
“Hello. My name is Jack, I’m with the IKEA delivery crew. We’re ahead of schedule and tried to call, but I think your phone is off,” I heard over the amazingly clear line. I glanced at my naked sister and smiled slightly. “I forgot to plug it in last night, sorry. Come on up, the door will be open,” I said, letting go of the button and unlocking the door. I went upstairs, Leanne following me, and grabbed my old robe. Clothes shopping was definitely on the menu today. Leanne flipped open one of her rolling suitcases, and I reached over and pulled out a short piece of red lingerie, almost perfectly see-through except for the two semi-transparent patches over her breasts. “Wear this,” I suggested.
She looked at me, ticking an eyebrow up but put it on without complaint as I wrapped my robe around my body. The door to the apartment opened as I walked down the stairs to see two people in IKEA uniforms carrying in the first of a large series of boxes. When they set down the first one, Leanne came down the stairs, causing their eyes to almost pop out. A smile touched my lips, and I managed to get Jack’s attention long enough to set out where I wanted everything, to the point of having Leanne putting post-it notes on doors. The delivery guys had a hard time keeping their eyes off of her, and Leanne played with that, often squatting instead of bending over to flash her pussy, which I noticed was gradually getting a slight shine on it.
By the time the delivery guys were finished, they had noticeable tents in their pants, and I have to admit I was sorely tempted to have Leanne take care of them, but I couldn’t. She may have been my sister, but she was mine in a way that I knew I could never share her. Part of me wondered if she would freak out if I brought another girl home. I knew she would be jealous, but maybe if I found one for both of us that would abate.
The door wasn’t closed half a minute before Leanne grabbed me around the neck, kissing me on the lips and pressing up against me. I could feel her need, but I had a few of my own, first among them food, and then we had a long, disagreeable day of assembling IKEA furniture, which if you have ever done, you’ll understand what that can be like. Add to that the fact that we had more than just a few items to put together, we had an entire apartment to assemble and you begin to see why I decided that breakfast and furniture came before sating my lust with my twin. From the cute frown on her face, she realized what needed to happen about the same time I did, but instead of pulling away, or even being mad, she simply hugged me tighter.
“Well, I guess I should get dressed huh,” is all she asked.
I smiled at her in my arms. “Yes. But only in your tiniest top and skirt, and no more panties for you my love,” I said to her, not even flexing my powers. “I’ll stay here and get started on the furniture while you get to head out to the store and get some food.”
Leanne smiled back at me, and kissed me before heading to the bedroom to get changed while I followed her, not to get dressed but to start putting things together. My tool kit was still in the bedroom, where I’d left it last night, and I started to dig out the tools I’d need, though watching Leanne pull off her lingerie was much more interesting. She made quite the show of stripping it off, stretching her toned body and wriggling her hips before she squatted down on the far side of her suitcase, facing me, to look for clothes. Her nipples were incredibly stiff and her legs spread, showing me her moist cunt, as though trying to get me to change my mind.
CHAPTER THREE
By the time we got home from the mall, Leanne was ready to explode, and I wasn’t in much better shape. I’d been watching her tease just about every red-blooded man and woman in sight all day, not to mention her show this morning with the delivery guys. In the rapid trip in the elevator though, she took it to a much further level by casually stripping out of her clothes, and standing there naked, legs spread as she leaned back against the wall, looking straight at the small camera mounted in one corner. I wasn’t sure what quality the camera was, but if it was better than anything from the nineties whomever was watching it would be able to see the sheen of her juices on her legs. My eyes, however, were focused on those incredibly long nipples of her. I slide my eyes up to hers as the elevator came to a stop, and she looked down in a masterful imitation of innocence.
That look lasted until we passed the door of the apartment. It hadn’t even closed before I pushed her against the nearest wall, holding her there by the back of her neck as I slowly unzipped my pants. I heard her voice catch at the sound of it, and she pushed her hips out towards me, legs spread as far as she could manage. I pulled my cock free of my pants, and without any further teasing I pushed into my sisters soaked cunt. She groaned with delight as I penetrated her, and I could feel, mentally and physically, when she came just from the penetration. Like earlier, it wasn’t huge, but a small orgasm, an appetizer in a way.
This afternoon, however, I wasn’t out to make her feel good. After watching her all day, I needed to cum, wanted to fill her with my seed, and I took her with a force and roughness that I knew startled her, but while she made unhappy little sounds in her throat, she shoved her hips back to impale herself on my cock with a desperate need. As I took her, right there in the entryway, I began to slap her ass, making her cry out louder. She pushed her hands against the wall, forcing herself off the wall to push herself further back onto me.
I let go of her neck and grabbed her waist with both hands. Leanne let out another gasp as I began to thrust harder into her tight body. Leanne whimpered and moaned, babbling incoherent word fragments as I fucked her, plain and simple. We didn’t make love, as we had the night before, and this certainly wasn’t teasing, not with her juices soaking my cock. This was pure fucking, me using my twin sister’s tight wet cunt for pleasure. And it didn’t take long before Leanne began to spasm and scream, her juices squirting out over my legs and the floor as her tight cunt got even tighter, grabbing my cock. That sensation triggered my own orgasm, and I drove deeper into her, flooding her with my own seed. Her legs buckled and I slid my arms around her waist on instinct, holding her up until she could hold herself up.
As night fell over the city, Leanne and I cuddled on the couch, just relaxing. While we were both naked, we weren’t doing anything overly sexual. Oh, I’ll admit I was lightly playing with her nipple as we watched a show on my laptop that Leanne liked. It was some kind of cooking show, and I wasn’t too interested in it, but it was a great excuse to cuddle with her. Somewhere during the evening, Leanne fell sleep in my arms, but I felt restless.
I slid out from behind her, and carefully covered her with a nearby blanket before walking out to the balcony nude. Tonight I noticed that the way the balcony was designed, it actually provided shelter to the balcony from the winds common to tall buildings. I strolled to the railing and leaned there, staring out at the sleeping city. Even though I had the ability to live a life of total luxury, something in me hated that idea. Whether it was something related to my new abilities or not, I just knew I was going to have to find something to do with my life besides hole up here in this penthouse and have sex with my sister day in and day out.
A smile touched my lips as a scent touched my nose. I spoke without turning or even changing my posture, “Hello Anima. I wasn’t expecting to see you again so soon.”
“Nor I you Andrew. You seem to be off to quite an interesting start. Using your powers to sleep with your sister,” she said, a lilt to her phone-sex voice that made it seem like a question.
My primary answer to her was a shrug, even though I did speak. “Love is love Anima. Truthfully I don’t know how much my powers have to do with this continuing situation. But I suspect you’ve come by to talk about more than just me sleeping with my sister.”
“You are perceptive. Yes, I am here for more than just polite chit chat. Today is a rare situation Andrew. Ordinarily, we would leave you alone.” Anima said as she came to lean on the rail beside me. “Once the compact is made we don’t want to interfere with your life, but a rather unusual situation has come up. We have, as I mentioned two days ago, human informants throughout the world. Most of them don’t even know they report to us, to be honest. Today we received word that they may have located part of an artifact we lost in 1656.”
“Let me guess, you want me to find the person who has this thing and mind-fuck them into giving it to me,” I said, a touch of amusement in my voice.
“In the most general of terms, yes. This artifact used to be a necklace with four stones on it. Each of the stones had its own purpose to us, but we have always believed that after it was lost, the stones were split up. We think that one of the stones is here now.”
“Alright. Bringing me into this still sounds complicated though. Why can’t you just go and take it,” I asked, turning around and taking a long look at her. In the two days since I had seen her, she hadn’t changed. Her shoulder length hair was still straight and a warm black; her eyes a pale green. Her skin was a flawless alabaster, accentuated by the sheer black nighty that stretched taut across her breasts. Her ass, I noticed for the first time, was a nice shape, firm and tight that went with the rest of her build, “Surely you can think of ways to use that body to get what you want.”
And, I kid you not, she blushed! That blush, and the way she turned her head away, made me wonder, and I had to ask. “Anima, are you a virgin?”
“That’s … not important right now. What is important is that we figure out how to find the Akoya Stone and get it back,” she said, rather quickly.
“Akoya Stone,” I asked. The more she evaded, the more I was certain she actually was a virgin. How a devil could have a body like that and not go all out to experience its delights was beyond me. Still, I felt a bit sorry for pushing, so I let it go for now.
“Yes. That’s the stone that turned up here. I was sent to investigate the report from our agent, and as soon as I arrived I could feel it. I still can actually. I can’t pinpoint it though. The stones have power of their own, and it interferes with my own.”
THE END OF CHAPTER THREE