Meetings

Lilith didn’t know him very well. In fact, she met him just moments ago, in the library that she loved to visit. And yet, even though she barely knew him, she invited him over to her house. Tonight. This may not seem so strange for some women, who enjoy bringing men into their homes by the truckload. But for Lilith, this was a monumental change of pace.

Lilith, also known as Lily by her friends, was what one could call a conservative girl. Never did she go to the raves to get drunk. Not once did she do any type of drug. Wearing anything less than jeans and a t-shirt in public was insane to her. Lilith’s last date was in seventh grade to a stupid football player. He turned out just wanting to feel her up instead of talking. That guy had a few weeks in the hospital for that particular attempted groping. Obviously, Lilith wasn’t the type of girl to just let any guy have their way with her.

She enjoyed sports quite a bit. Basketball, badminton, volleyball, you name it, she played it. As result of her constant exercise, she was fit and shapely, and tended to draw the attentions of any male in her general area, sometimes even a few girls. At 5’10 and 108 pounds, she could put an alley cat to shame for her litheness and agility. Long golden-blond hair would zigzag after her like a comet’s tail as she darted to and fro on the court. Rarely was her hair stationary at any time in the day, in fact. And not a single person, especially the guys, would miss being mesmerized by her perfectly shaped breasts pressing out against her thin gym shirt. This helped Lilith, of course. Guys too busy ogling bouncing boobs tend to be easy to beat in any game.

On top of that, Lilith was also very intelligent. Top of her classes, model student, and never missed a day of school. Straight A’s that made the geeks jealous and the preps dumbfounded were always in her grasp. She liked to read, and read she did. Lilith was the kind of girl who would read Biology textbooks over the weekend just for fun. One who studied history not because it was the test next Friday, but because it intrigued her. Who read poetry every night before sinking into a peaceful sleep. She was, by all standards, a very special girl, and in many more ways than one.

But one subject she particularly enjoyed was old mythologies. She would pour over book after book, from Greek, to Egyptian, to Norse, even getting into demonologies. The tales tickled her mind in a way that nothing else could. Lilith had always admired the characters within the stories, of how brave they were, how bold, and how beautiful they were. And secretly, she liked the succubus the best. She even dreamed many a night that she was one, with moonlight skin, midnight hair, and pitch black stretching wings. Lilith would always wake from that dream covered in misty sweat, and a pleasant tingling below her navel. She always instantly regretted the moment she woke up from it.

And that’s when she met him. Lilith was browsing aimlessly in the library, looking for something to supplement her collections. She held a book entitled Myths and Fables: Spirits and Demons. It was from the long line of the Myths and Fables books, and it would fit in perfectly with her secret growing collection of fiend-oriented books.

She leafed through the pages, skimming through in search for the pictures. Lilith, as said before, liked reading, but loved art. And the Myths and Fables line was full of artwork. This book was no different; engravings of angels and demons battling; photos of stone-hewn likenesses of creatures great and small; intricate pencil drawings of reptile-like monsters flaunting their strength, all contained in the rather thick tome she held in her hands.

She stopped on one page briefly. It was entitled, ‘Sexual Demons’ in bold, intricate print, and she glanced at the page-large portrait. It showed a woman and a man in some sort of dark room. They were on a blood-red velvet bed, with the man over the girl. And they were naked.

Being the studious and professional girl, Lilith could handle sexual things without loosing her composure. Usually. However, the scene contained even more. The woman was beautiful, lying face-up under the man. Her face was that of pure ecstasy; her hands clawing at the back of the man in some desperate attempt to force him deeper into her. Lilith could relate, as she was no stranger to the carnal pleasures that a hand and a bit of imagination could provide. But the girl was having real sex, which Lilith never had before. And her face looked like she was writhing in pain, but loving every moment of it… and Lilith couldn’t help but examine it more closely.

She looked to the man, and her breath caught. The artist’s work was exquisite by far on the entire painting, but that man was something out of a dream. Tall and muscled in all the right places, his arms supported his body above the girl’s. Red, almost flaming hair donned him, and even his skin having a crimson tinge to it. His face was contorted in his efforts, but through that he was smiling mischievously as he was about to plunge into the orgasmic woman again. Lilith leaned closer to the page, completely enthralled in the couple, and wishing to fall right into the page…

“Nice picture. What’s it called?” Came a cool voice behind the mesmerized Lilith.

She gasped, snapping out of her carnal trance and dropping the book from her stunned fingers. The title was the only part of the picture she didn’t stare at. Lilith turned around to face the voice, ready to stare down the culprit who interrupted her study. But this time her eyes traveled up to meet the man’s gaze.

“Uh, well, I wasn’t really looking at the picture that much…” She stuttered out, instead of roaring at the person. It was Lilith’s plan to chew this guy out, but that was before she saw him.

“Hmmm,” Hummed the tall man, “It looks like you were studying it pretty hard though,” The guy had a nice voice. Almost musical. He also had a small grin that grew wider as he stared at the quickly reddening Lilith.

“No!” Lilith said rather loudly, making a few studious people turn around to glare at the cause. Quieting down to a hushed whisper, Lilith’s hissed, “Well, what if I was ‘studying’ it? It is art, and it is a beautiful piece of work.”

“Oh really?” He raised an eyebrow, “I thought it was some sort of porn the way you were nearly drooling over it,” His amused grin widened, and Lilith blushed even deeper.

“Well, it’s none of your business anyway,” She dismissed, bending down to pick up her book, “So I’m just going to check out this art book, and I can stare at the pictures all I want.” Lilith turned around and planned on walking away then, but before she could take a step, he stopped her with his voice.

“You like older stuff don’t you?” He inquired, stopping Lilith in her tracks.

“I’m NOT into older guys, thank you very much,” Lilith snapped over her shoulder.

“No no no,” The twenty-some guy said, “I mean you like ancient stuff, like monsters and mythology, am I right?”

Lilith spun around in an instant, “What are you, a stalker!?” She felt her muscles tense up and she held the book to her chest like a shield. More people looked this time, quieting both Lilith and the man’s voices with looks of annoyance.

The man backed up a step and waves his hands disarmingly, trying to simultaneously apologize to the audience and regain Lilith’s fleeting attention, “No, not at all! I just come here often and I always see you lurking around these shelves,” He motioned around him to the many books, “And all that’s here are mythology and Karma Sutra books. So, using my logic, you are either a very cute bookworm or a porn fanatic,” He crossed his arms, and his grin returned, “Or, you are a secret porn fanatic cute bookworm.”

Lilith scoffed at his remarks, “Well, I’m not a secret porno fanatic at all,”

She kinda lied. She had read Karma Sutra a few times, and it was one of her more favorite ‘study tools’ late at night when all the rest of the world was asleep. But this guy didn’t have to know that, nor did he have to know that the book in her hands would become a ‘study tool’ as well.

“I like books,” Lilith continued, “You, on the other hand, apparently think you can hook up with ‘cute bookworms’ with some sly comments. Well, it’s not gonna work on me! So goodbye,” She turned on her heel and indignantly, making her glowing hair swish behind her. She resumed her trek to the counter to leave the creep behind.
Even though, she thought to herself, he was kinda cute.

“Wait!” He cried urgently after her. Why Lilith stopped she didn’t know, but she turned again to face him, “Look, I’m sorry I offended you,”

“You better be,” Lilith knew she was giving him the evil eye right then.

“You see, pretty women make men do stupid things,” Lilith gave him a look that could make stone crumble, “Uh, like trying to butter up an obviously angry woman with cheap words-”

“You got that right,” Lilith cut in.

“But you will remember the stories about the Satyrs, right?” Pan asked.

Lilith’s memory on them was somewhat shrouded in her brain, but she reluctantly agreed, “Yes… and what’s your point?”

“Well,” He started, “Those guys were half man, half goat. Maybe it was the goat half, or the male guy half, but either way the little bastards were horny!” Lilith tried to suppress a small smile, but the corners of her lips succumbed.

“And since they were horny, and guys at that, they would chase after young women all the time. Especially virgins, in particular,” The guy’s grin returned, and his extremely-dark blue eyes sparkled, “So they would do anything in their power to seduce those girls. But, being guys overcome with the presence of a beautiful woman, they usually just chased like hell after them, and screwed up miserably.”

Lilith couldn’t believe that this guy actually knew at least a little bit about mythology, but she tested him, “So, what is the point of that then?”

“The point is: Guys tend to be civilized, but turn into animals when pretty girls are around,” He smiled, and added, “And that guys are constantly horny, but that’s beside the point. The main thing is that a guy can’t woo a girl that he likes into liking him by throwing himself at her. That’s why the Satyrs never got any most of the time.”

“Well?” He stared at Lilith’s blank look. Lilith found out she was staring, slightly mesmerized by his insight and his voice.

She shook it off, “Ah… So you read into them, huh?”

“Oh, I love those kinda tales, cause they show us what people are really like: Horny and hairy,” He smiled with his oh-so lovable grin. Lilith couldn’t help but giggle behind her book.

“Hey, I gotta ask you something,” Their eyes connected, “Since chasing after you like a Satyr isn’t going to work, would you like to willingly go out with me sometime?” His grin broadened on his face and his eyes sparkled.

Lilith was caught entirely off guard, “Uhh, well… umm…” She looked at her feet, which had just become extremely fascinating to her. The beating of her heart surely could be heard by the guy too, Lilith thought. But the guy just stood there, watching her patiently and with his smile. Lilith didn’t know much about him, or who he was even, but she knew one thing.

She liked him.

Well, sure he was cute, and even a bit sexy to her on some levels. He knew about mythology, which you don’t find many guys that do, especially in her town. But, she hadn’t been on a date since middle school, and years later she still didn’t feel at all comfortable with the idea… She had to make up a plausible excuse without necessarily blowing the guy off entirely.

“Well?” His voice drifted to her again. She looked up, and tried to look sincere.

“Well, you see, I have a lot of homework to do…Writing up an essay and all that kind of stuff. So I won’t be able to get out of my house at all,” It was a solid case, which could not possibly fail. But the guy’s smile never even faltered.

He simply replied, “Oh, that’s ok. I can help ya with your homework, if you want. I’m very good at helping out people, ya know,” He cocked his head to the side, a silent question to Lilith. What she did next shocked herself, even at the time.

“Well…” She examined her feet for the answers, but found none. Finally, she answered:

“Ok then.”

The impulsive words just spilled out of her mouth before she could stuff them back down her throat. Though on the surface Lilith didn’t want this stranger in her house, something in the back of her mind wanted it… Badly.

He clapped his hands and his grin morphed into a full smile, “Great! I won’t let ya down…” He paused and stared, cocking his head to the side in another silent question.

“Lilith,” She blurted out, “My friends call me Lily,” Her conservative side screamed, ‘What in the hell are you doing!? You don’t even know this guy!’ But she was too far gone to back out now.

“Well, Lily, you have a very beautiful name,” Lilith felt her blush coming back again.

He straightened up a bit and declared, “My name is Pan,” The name seemed so familiar to her, but just out of reach in her mind. “Like the mythological Pan, only as you can see, I’m not a goat-man,” Lilith remembered the name now as one of the Satyrs, and she giggled, a smile much bigger than she thought crossing her face.

Pan smiled back, “What’s your address, Lily?”

“Its 1204, 5th Street North,” Lilith did it again. Telling a complete stranger where she lived, after telling them her name and even her nickname. She reasoned that it would be too rude to smash Pan’s dreams now, so might as well go all the way. At least, that’s how she rationalized her uncontrolled blurting and the fluttering of her heart.

“Ok! Is Saturday at five o’clock good for you?”

“It’s perfect!”

“Great! Then I’ll see ya then?”

“Yeah, see you then, Pan.”

Pan gave Lilith a little wink and walked away, disappearing around the corner of the aisle. Once he was gone, she let out a deep breath she had been holding for what seemed like hours and slummed against the bookshelf.

‘Why did I just do that?’ She thought, ‘Well, it could be worse… I could have done all that with some drunkard…’ She thought grimly. ‘At least he’s cute, and smart, and funny…And sexy,’ She added. Lilith walked down to the counter, shaking her head in an attempt to stop grinning ear to ear.

Lilith walked back to her house in a giddy haze, having been unable to shake off her smile since meeting with that guy. While walking up her porch steps with Spirits and Demons held tightly to her chest, she realized that she had just set up her first date in years with a guy she just met for about five minutes. And to her horror, she realized it was Friday, and that her with him date was tomorrow!

Lilith burst into her house and nearly screamed at the sight. Lilith, even though being a very organized and clean girl in most aspects, didn’t exercise the same philosophy in her house. Loose books covered the floor like sleeping doves. Cascades of old homework papers flowed off from the tired old couch. Soda cans and energy bar wrappers nested on her work station like lazy seagulls.

Dashing to her room, Lilith found it in much the same state, however much more embarrassing. Besides the layers of clothing all across her floor, her walls were covered with girlie posters. The tight jeans that she loved to wear were strewn about the room in random heaps. Colorful shirts, which accented her breasts nicely, were flung far and wide across the carpeted plain. The underwear seemed to have had minds of their own, as they were on her floor, her bed, even on her smaller, slightly tidier version of her outside work desk. Lacy, bright, and soft, her panties and bras defined the room as Lilith’s. She looked at her demon book in her hand, which Pan had called ‘porn’, and a cat-like grin crept across her face.

“I’ll use this later,” Lilith mused as she bent down and placed her new book into a small black shoebox. It joined an old Playgirl for company, which summed up what kinds of things Lilith kept in that black box. But she was thinking again about that painting. It had scorched into her mind, and it wouldn’t go away. She sighed as she pushed the container back under her bed for later. She was in the mood now to put it to good use, but first…

“But first I gotta clean up this mess!” Lilith flailed her arms around, motioning to all of the ‘mess’. After a slight tantrum, she sighed, defeated, but determined to finish this mammoth task before she fell asleep.

Piles of paper towels, three large garbage bags, and a whole case of sodas later, Lilith’s ungodly task was complete. She wiped the sweat from her brow. Her once clean clothes were now crusted with dirt and dust from her hellish job. Shambling back to her room like a wounded soldier, Lilith stumbled back into her now completely panty-less domain. With an exhausted, “Mff”, she collapsed onto her bed. But she wasn’t tired enough to forget about the erotic portrait.

Lilith’s arm flopped over the end of her bed, lamely attempting to get at her little black box. “Damn it…” she mumbled, “Can’t… get it…” flailing weakly, her limp finally gave up. She was just too tired from all the cleaning to reach into her stash of visual intrigues. Luckily, she wasn’t tired enough to be unable to engage in what they would aid.

With the perfect picture in her mind, Lilith’s hands drifted over her body. She closed her eyes, letting her hands do all the work. It amazed her how her hands seemed like a different entity, spreading across her body like probing tendrils. As she pulled at her shirt, she couldn’t believe how tight it was on over herself.

“Jeez…Pan saw me in this?” Lilith sighed as she shucked off her thin shirt. Her fingers felt chilly against her bare midsection as they traced around her navel in lazy swirls. They meandered down to her equally tight pants in the same thoughtless fashion.

“Mmmm, no wonder Pan was so into me…” She slid off her tight jeans and kicked them away. Exposed to the cool air, Lilith’s only defense against the chilly room was her deep purple bra and panties. Though she was a modest girl on the outside, Lilith’s underwear told a different story. Intricate patterns traced across the silky material, making her want to touch it, rub it, caress it.

“Ooooo…” Lilith cooed as her cold hands played down her stomach. ‘God, I’m getting so worked up thinking about him…’ She pondered as she felt her body heat up. Her hands drifted lower. Lower from soft shoulders. Lower from heaving breasts. Lower from taut stomach. Closer to her moist sex, its fragrance filling the air around her, alluring her to give it what it so desired.

“Oh god,” She moaned, “this feels sooo-” Lilith never finished her lusty outcry. Suddenly, without cause or warning, it happened. Her hands stopped dead, inches away from their destination. Before she could even realize what was happening she…

“Zzzzz…”

Seductions

Lilith was out cold after the laborious toiling of cleaning. She hadn’t realized that she had worked non-stop till dawn. Obviously, she didn’t anticipate how massive a job it really was.

She stirred in her deep slumber, moaning as she shifted position yet again. In her dreams, she was running. Running from something. A monster! More and more books piled up in her arms every step she took. But the creature was gaining on her. Lilith’s legs felt heavy as more books filled her arms, towering above her. Its hot breath was on her back. A rock, unseen by her, broke her stride, and she fell.

And fell.

And fell.

And suddenly, Lilith was in a room that seemed oddly familiar. On stone walls hung small touches, whose light barely sliced through the gloom. The tapestries opposite the torches became odd lanterns, making pools of ruby light in the stone grey room. Soft carpeting covered the floor, tempting Lilith to wiggle her toes. And there, in the middle of the room, was a large ornate bed covered in blood-red velvet.

Lilith walked over and touched the covers gently. Her hand sunk into the material, and she shivered at the near-liquid feel of it. She cautiously crawled onto this strange bed, unable to resist the feeling, and sunk into its soft plush surface.

Lilith sighed as she sunk lower into it, letting the silky covers touch every inch of her body. Stretching out, she realized that she wasn’t even close to spanning the width of the bed. It was purely massive, and beautiful. So lovely she wanted to feel it all. So gorgeous she yearned to crawl under the covers. So alluring she never wanted to leave it.

Then someone entered the room. Lilith gasped as she saw the figure, hidden by the shadows, standing at the foot of the bed. It came closer, but she didn’t jump up, or even try to run. The bed was just so amazing she couldn’t bring herself to move from it. Or was the shadow holding her? She couldn’t tell, but the apparition crawled onto the bed nonetheless. It became visible as it emerged from the shadows, and Lilith gasped when she saw who it was.

“Pan?” Lilith croaked weakly as his face finally became discernible from the darkness. He was grinning, and the firelight played on his features like a painting. Lilith’s eyes automatically wondered from his eyes, and happened to discover that his shoulders were bare. No, his muscled chest was bare too…

‘He’s naked!’

Lilith’s surprise shocked her out of the haze she was in. Her eyes continued down his abs, but she averted her eyes at the last second. Looking down at herself, she discovered something else.

‘Holy shit! I’m naked too!!’ Her inner voice squeaked frantically. A hand touched her leg, an abnormally warm hand, gently gripping her ankle.

Lilith wanted to cover herself up, but he seemed to paralyze her body. Pan slinked up her body, taking his time to view all of it with great interest. When he looked up again, his eyes were glowing like red hot coals. His mischievous grin appeared when his face drew close to hers. Soft sapphire eyes faced hard ruby eyes. Golden blond hair encountered flaming red hair. Silky white skin touched rough crimson skin. Lilith felt his bare skin on hers, and her longing for him grew faster than her fear. Warmth spread throughout her body, and she felt her flesh tingling uncontrollably. Pan pressed into her with his warm flesh, and Lilith loved it. Pan’s voice whispered close to her ear.

“See you soon, Lily…”

Lilith opened her eyes. She was on her bed, sprawled out as far as he arms and legs could reach. Light streamed into the room. Groggily, she sat up, feeling that she was still clothed in her plum attire, although it was drenched in her sweat. Rubbing her eyes, she turned over to her buzzing radio clock.

“Gah,” She croaked, “I really need to get a better alarm…” But Lilith didn’t care much about her clock right then. The vivid images of Pan over her were still fresh in her mind.

‘What does it mean? And why did I want it so much?’ Lilith thought as she finally turned off the annoying alarm. Images of Pan over her flashed behind her eyes. The feelings of his body against hers felt so real… It barely registered in her mind that the time was 4:50 in the afternoon.

After looking at the glowing green numerals for a minute, she remembered that she had only ten minutes until Pan showed up!

“Son of a-!!!” Lilith flew off her bed, sped into the hall, and dove to the bathroom. The pit crews of Nascar wouldn’t have been able to keep up with her repair job. A quick shower, a hasty hair brushing, and a dangerously speedy leg shaving left her clean, neat, and smooth. Rushing to find the clothes that make her look the cutest immediately follow, leaving her just enough time to put on socks before she heard the doorbell ring.

Lilith had just finished skidding down the hall. ‘That’s insane timing…’ she thought as she reached for the doorknob. Taking a deep breath, she calmed herself.

Lilith tried to calm herself, “Its ok, Lily. He’s just gonna help you with your homework. Nothing to panic about…”

‘Then why did you put a pink bow in your hair?’ Her bemused inner voice retorted.

“Eek!” Lilith ripped the pink apparatus from her hair, sending it flying into some obscure corner of the room. Without waiting for herself to psyche herself out, she tore open the door.

“Hello!?” Burst Lilith’s unintentionally harsh voice. “Sorry, I uh, just had a rough waking up…” ‘Good catch’ she thought sarcastically, but Pan just stood there, and smiled.

“Hello, Lily,” His cool voice drifted to her ears, “Am I on time?”

“Perfectly, actually…” She breathed. ‘Why does it feel like I’ve run a mile?’

“That’s good,” Pan checked his watch, “I usually make it right on time. Unless I sleep in, of course,” His amused grin widened.

Lilith blushed, “Well, w-won’t you come in?” ‘Stop stuttering you idiot!’ She motioned with her hands, which were shaking for no reason. Pan didn’t seem to notice.

“Yes, thank you Lily,” And he stepped in. Lilith followed, he eyes downcast.

‘Stop staring at his butt!!’ She quickly averted her eyes again, and her red hue deepened.

Pan glanced around, “Looks like you keep things very tidy around here,” Lilith nearly blurted out she was actually a total slob, but she was glad her voice caught when he turned back towards her.

“Well, should we get started then?” Pan took a step closer to her. Lilith’s eyes widened.

“G-get what s-started?” Lilith stuttered, starting to shake at his question. The dream was still vivid in her mind. Pan’s grin was, however, the same as it always was. He cocked his head to the side.

“Your homework? Ya know, the reason you invited me over?”

‘Homework! I’m so stupid sometimes…’, Lilith blushed even deeper and barely stopped herself from knuckling her forehead.

Pan chuckled at her reaction, “Unless you were planning on something else while I was here,” Lilith giggled nervously, rather embarrassed for jumping to conclusions. Pan walked in, lifting up a small briefcase as he entered. Lilith quietly sighed to herself and closed the door.

“Yea, the homework,” She stepped in front of him again, “Well, lets go do it then,” Lilith led Pan to the diner table, which was her impromptu workstation. They sat down. Pan waited. And waited a bit more.

Looking around, he observed, “I think we need some papers and books to do homework, right?”

“What?” Lilith said dreamily, “Oh! Yea, the homework,” She stopped staring at Pan, and reached over to her backpack on the ground nearby. Her blush returned with a vengeance as she was snapped out of her momentary daydream. Of which, of course, involved Pan as the main star. Pan only smirked to himself.

Math. English. Biology. Lilith frankly couldn’t believe how much work she actually had to do. She guessed it was fortunate she had a partner to share it with, considering how much time she had wasted already.

Time slowly slipped by, and so did her homework. Pan was amazingly smart, more so than she had thought before. His vocabulary was stupendously acute, even more than Lilith’s own at times. He solved math problems without effort, even without using a calculator once. And he knew every bit of the human anatomy, without once looking at the diagrams. All the while, Pan chatted pleasantly with Lilith.

After what seemed like a few minutes of slowly chipping away at all the academics, Pan leaned back in his chair and stretched his hands.

“Ahhhhh,” He sighed, “I think we have put a sizable dent in that stuff.”

“Sizable?” Lilith exclaimed, “I think it’s all done!” Lilith sat, staring incredulously at the graveyard of finished papers littering her kitchen table. And Lilith’s excuse essay was the best she had ever written, thanks to Pan’s input.

Pan looked down at the desk, “Oh. Seems like you’re right. I was never quite good at calling it quits at anything,” He laughed, and so did Lilith. A good natured laugh. Lilith’s nervousness was gone, and she really was beginning to like Pan.

Suddenly, she heard her stomach rumble. Loudly.

Pan perked up, “Judging from your stomach’s roaring, it’s time to eat.”

“Yea, it must be…” Lilith looked at her watch, and it read 9:12.

“Holy crap! How did it get to 9 so fast?” She wondered out loud.

“Homework tends to do that,” Pan replied, “Ya know, speed up time?”

Lilith still stared at her watch incredulously, “Yea, it seems it does. I’m starving… I’ll find us something to eat,” Lilith stood up and walked into her kitchen, looking through the cabinets to find something actually palpable. She didn’t want to come off as some poor scholarly student, even though she was the poor scholarly student. Unfortunately, all she had in her stores were salty crackers and dry pasta to work with.

Before she could make some mockery of a dinner from these two items, Pan said, “Oh, you don’t need to cook. I ordered pizza over while you were busy writing your essay,” then the doorbell rang, “That must be it now. I’ll be right back,” He went to answer the door with an easy stride.

‘He seems to go everything right on time…’ Lilith thought as she walked back to the table, glad that she wouldn’t have to eat the sawdust-like crackers for dinner. Again. Once she shoveled all the homework papers and books into her uncooperative backpack, Pan came back with a small pizza in each hand.

“Oh, I should have paid for those…” Lilith felt like an ass for not paying, but Pan only shook his head.

“I was the one who interrupted your book reading, who tromped into your house with barely any notice, and who has eaten up all your alone time,” He precariously threw out his arms for effect, nearly launching the pizzas, “I think I should be the one to repay you a little bit for your perseverance with me,” He made a slight bow, and offered one of the pizza’s to Lilith. She couldn’t help but smile, and he did the same. They both sat down and looked at their tasty prizes.

“Why did you order two?” Lilith asked.

“Oh, I didn’t think you would like my taste in pizza very much,” Pan replied.

Lilith opened her box, to find a pepperoni pizza. She smiled, because this was her favorite type of pizza by far. She looked at his meal. It was more of a buffet than a pizza, and it had what looked like every single topping available on it, which true to Pan’s word, Lilith loathed.

Pan picked up a slice, “You like yours?”

“Yea! How did you know I liked pepperoni the best?”

“It’s not too hard. Everyone likes pepperoni on their pizza.”

“And apparently you like everything on yours.”

“Yea, well, I didn’t think you were the kinda girl to prefer fungus and dead fish on her pizza,” He motioned to his meal, which had anchovies and mushrooms all over it.

“Good call,” Lilith stuck her tongue out at him playfully, which he reciprocated.

“And what goes good with pizza, Lily?”

“More pizza?”

“Naw, this stuff,” Pan pulled out what looked like a wine bottle, full of translucent red drink. Lilith eyed it warily. Pan saw her and assured her, “No, its not beer or wine, Lily. Its just some stuff that makes any food taste amazing,” He poured two glasses, and handed on to her.

Lilith swirled it around a few times, then took a tiny sip. Pan watched her as her eyes lit up with surprise.

“Wow! This is good stuff! What is it? I’ve never tasted something like that before!” To Lilith, it tasted almost like ripe strawberries, but with something else that made her taste buds dance.

“Oh, it’s a little tough to make, but it’s worth it in the end,” Pan smiled, and Lilith drank her glass within seconds.

Except for the pouring of more drink and the sounds of happy munching, it was silent as they ate. Lilith discovered that she could not, in fact, eat an entire horse, no matter how hungry she was. But the little pizza was just enough for her. She didn’t have to force herself to eat another bite, nor wanted a bit more. And the drink was simply amazing. She wondered where he got it from, because it was the best thing she had ever tasted. And every sip she took made her feel warmer and happier all over. After downing the entire pizza and half the bottle, she felt blissfully full and content.

Pan glanced to Lilith, who was leaning back in her chair satisfied, “Ya still hungry?” He asked when his meal was likewise consumed.

“No, I’m completely full,” Lilith sighed, then added, “That was the best meal I have had in a long time,” Ordinarily, her diet would be those bits of pasta and bread, so pizza was an amazing change. Her entire body felt warm and fuzzy, and she liked that floating-on-clouds feeling.

“Well that’s good. I guess I estimated right then on how much you could eat. Though, I was skeptical that you could eat that all by yourself…”

“Hey, just because I’m a girl doesn’t mean I can pig out sometimes.” Lilith grinned.

Pan grinned back, then looked into Lilith’s eyes, “I think that that was nearly enough to repay you for your tolerance of my antics.”

Lilith stared back, liking how his eyes shone the way they did in the light, “I can’t think of anything else you could do for me,” A dirty thought crossed her mind, but she lazily wished it away, “Besides, it should be me repaying you.”

Pan stood up and walked behind Lilith, “Well, you look like you have had it rough today, what all with strange guys asking to help you with your homework and such…” Lilith felt his hands gently fall onto her shoulders, “How about a massage to ease your suffering?” He asked chivalrously.

Lilith thought for a moment. She had never had anyone give her a massage before, much less a guy she barely knew. But she liked Pan. Since she met him, he had been courteous and respectful, unlike most guys who tried to hound her for a feel of her breasts. She sighed, liking Pan’s warm hands resting on her.

“Well…” Lilith murmured, “Just the shoulders. Don’t try to get all frisky or anything,” She giggled and wagged her finger at him.

Pan laughed, “Oh, so you think I’m the kinda guy who just wants to cop a feel eh?” His hands playfully tickled down her sides then back up to her shoulders, causing her to laugh, and made a pleasantly cold rush go through her spine, “Don’t worry Lily, I won’t do anything.”

“That is, if you want.” He added strangely.

Before Lilith could even reconsider his offer, Pan started. Slowly, steadily, and firmly, Pan’s hands clasped onto her tired muscles. ‘Relax! He won’t do anything to you, he said so!’ Lilith forced herself to relax, leaning back in the chair towards his hands.

“Just try to relax Lily,” Pan said calmly. The warmth from his hands sank into her shoulders, and Lilith discovered that she actually felt a little sore. But within moments, she felt that feeling floating away. Pan was amazing with his hands. Lightly gripping, softly pressing, and subtly releasing her tired shoulders, making her forget all about the worries of the world. Combined with her sated state, Lilith felt herself unwind more, closing her eyes.

Then Pan stopped, and Lilith’s eyes grudgingly opened, “Why did you stop?” She asked, and looked around at him. Her shoulders felt completely relaxed, but the rest of her felt horribly tense.

“I just wanted to know if you wanted to get a real massage.”

“A real one? Weren’t you just giving me one already?”

“That’s just a little massage for sore shoulders. And seeing how you reacted when I stopped, it seems like you want to get a whole back massage. How about it?”

Yet again, Lilith’s mental cogs turned, considering. She thought about where this could lead… ‘Unlikely. He’s too nice a guy to do that…’ She thought about what could happen… ‘Pfft. Pan wouldn’t do THAT!’ Lilith thought about how his hands felt on her… ‘That was so nice…’

“Ok, that sounds good,” Lilith stood up and asked him, “Where should we do it? Er, I mean, where’s a good place for you to touch me? Ah! I mean-”

Pan chuckled and took ahold of her hand gently, “Well, if you were asking where would be a good location to give you your massage,” He smiled broadly, obviously amused, “Then it would be probably on your bed,”

Lilith’s eyed widened. ‘Now he wants me on my bed?!’ Her panicky conscious squeaked.

‘No no, he just wants you to be comfy so you will enjoy yourself’ Her body countered.

‘But, beds… Beds lead to other things…’ Her fearful mind mumbled out.

‘He won’t do ‘other things’ Lily. Just go with it’ Her body retorted.

‘Well, I guess so…’ Lilith decided.

“Ok, I’ll show you where it is,” Lilith felt his warm hand around hers, and a deep sense of calm settled over her. Lilith stood up, and started to lead Pan to her room. And Pan followed with a grin.

Sensations

Lilith was in a blur. ‘Am I dreaming?’ She had this kind of dream before, but it wasn’t supposed to come true.

‘You’re over reacting’ said the calming voice in her head, ‘He’s not going to do anything weird’. Lilith still shivered, however. Before she knew it, she and Pan stepped into her room.

Pan cranked his neck around to look at her posters and picture on the walls, “Hmmm, nice room. I see why you were in the mythology section now…” Lilith nearly fell down, because her walls were filled up with mythological monsters and epic battles and other such scenes, along with the obligatory unicorn pictures, complete with prancing pink ones, to complete her domain. Lilith imagined them burning to ash right then. Pan’s smile just grew as he viewed the rest of the room.

“Well Lily, looks like your bed is nice,” Thankfully, she did keep that free of multicolored ponies, and instead kept it covered with baby blue sheets. Pan stepped over to her bed and tested it with his hand, “Yep. You know how to buy a good bed Lily.”

“So, are you a bed expert now too, Pan?” Lilith grinned, and Pan reciprocated.

“Of course I am!” He cheerily answered, “I like to test beds out quite a bit, as a matter of fact.” He sat down and patted the bed, “Ok, jump on, Lily!”

Lilith’s fears flared up again, but his smile doused her them quickly. She climbed on cautiously, ending up on the foot of the bed beside Pan. The room suddenly felt cold. Her skin prickled. She shivered, waiting for what would happen next.

“You gotta lay down on your stomach Lily, so I can do it right and you can relax,” Pan’s words washed over her, and made her feel calmer, “It looks like you need it bad too…” He placed his hand on her shaking shoulder, and she stopped, “I promise Lily, I won’t do anything you don’t want.”

Taking a deep breath, Lilith forced herself to stop shaking. She crawled to the middle of the bed, looked around as if something was going to ambush her, then slowly lowered herself to the bed. Her arms were stiffly at her sides, and her mind exploded with nervous cautions and heedless comforts. Pan was moving around her, but Lilith just collected two pillows to take comfort in their softness. Nice soft pillows, her favorites. They helped, a bit.

“Ok Lily, just close your eyes and try and imagine something pleasant,” She closed her eyes, and Pan spoke in a low disarming monotone, “Maybe like flowers blooming in a meadow… or the ocean waves gently breaking on a shore… or the porno book you were looking at so closely…”

Lilith couldn’t help but giggle into her pillows, “Hey! It wasn’t a porno!”

“Yea, right,” He chuckled, “I bet you were going to ‘read’ all night long, or are going to.”

“Pfft, just get on with the massage already,” Lilith just smiled into her pillows, feeling much better. Then, Lilith felt Pan’s hands upon her. Just like before, his hands went to her shoulders, which were starting to ache again without his touch. And just like before, the soreness went away as soon as Pan hands fell upon them.

Lilith soon discovered she wasn’t shivering anymore. No, the more Pan’s fingers caressed her back, the warmer and better she felt all over. She let her eyes close as his hands drifted up to her neck, lightly kneading and pushing. Lilith let out a small sigh as her muscles became loose.

‘See? Wasn’t this a good idea?’ Pan’s hands slid down her arms. She couldn’t believe how warm his hands were on her skin. It was like he had held them over an open fire right before touching her bare flesh. It was nice. His fingers slid down to her elbows, then her forearms, warming everywhere his fingers touched. By the time his fingers touched her wrist, Lilith could barely wait until his fingers got to the rest of her body.

“Lily,” Pan’s whispering floated down to Lilith’s ears, “Are you enjoying this?”

“Mmmmph,” Lilith’s voice burrowed into her pillows. She barely lifted her head, “Yes, I am. You’re really good with your hands,” Lilith thought it was a little awkward to say, and instantly ducked back down into be pillows again.

He laughed his musical laugh, “Thanks Lily. But it would feel even better if I can get at your back too,”

“Oh, that would be great!” Lilith responded in her muffled voice, and thus came out more as a, “Mo, at ould ee grate!” Pan laughed, but his response caught her off guard.

“Glad to hear you’re so eager. Now, just take off your shirt,” He said simply.

Lilith blinked and lifted her head. “Why do I need to take off my shirt?” Her muscles began to tighten again.

Pan worked at Lilith’s tired arms as he spoke matter-of-factly, “If you want it to feel like you are rubbing against a rough wool blanket for the next ten minutes, then keep it on. But if you want it to actually feel good, then the shirt has got to go.”

Lilith didn’t like the idea of taking off her top with a guy watching, let alone while he was on top of her giving her a massage. ‘If he would have tried something, he would have done it already’. Pan’s hands felt so good on her. So warm and smooth. Flawless and so relaxingly hot. ‘It has felt good so far, so why stop now?’ The logic was solid. Pan wouldn’t do anything she didn’t want him to, or else he would have tried already. And his hands felt sooo good… ‘Just do what he says and let him finish’.

“Ok, Pan. Just promise you won’t stop halfway ok?” Lilith never wanted this massage to end, in fact.

“Don’t worry Lily,” Pan coolly replied, “I always finish what I start.”

Lilith reached down and grabbed the bottom hem of her shirt. Before she could reconsider, she pulled of her shirt and tossed it aside. Lilith hoped he wouldn’t make fun of her choice of silky purple underwear. Thankfully, Pan didn’t make a sound, and just continued with the massage.

Pan ran his hands up her arms, but this time traveled to her bare back. He led his smoldering hands between Lilith’s sore shoulder blades, down over to her aching sides, and across her knotted lower back. Lilith briefly wondered how Pan seemed to know where she needed his touch the most. However, she soon resigned and accepted it as just a practiced skill.

Lilith was stroked from the top of her hips to the base of her breasts. Explorative fingers crested and descended every rib. And just before brushing the sides of her breasts, and trespassing her invisible boundaries, his hands would reverse direction, and slide back down her sides.

Eyes shutting slowly, Lilith thoroughly enjoyed this moment. Amidst her physical satisfaction came a small speck of carnal desire yet to be fulfilled. She tried to make it go away.

‘Pan and I shouldn’t do that…’ Lilith thought hazily as Pan’s fingers made small patterns across her skin. But the thought wouldn’t go away. It just lingered on her mind, growing stronger every moment.

“Lily,” Pan’s words flowed like warm honey over her, “I could massage your legs, if you want…” The voice that had pestered Lilith all night with warnings and fears was now a faint memory. Quieted by her body’s wants, she had only one thought in her mind.

“Yes… That would be great…” Lilith’s hands took to removing her pants automatically. In her state of fuzzy light-headed-ness, she didn’t even realize that Pan didn’t ask her to take them off. But she unbuttoned her tight jeans and kicked them away, and settled back into her position. Lilith was only focusing on the hands that would soon be upon her.

“You have very pretty legs, Lily,” Pan observed.

“Thanks,” Lilith’s face felt like it would be stuck forever in a grin. Pan’s hands gently glided down to her dainty feet, and rubbed them just as softly.

Lilith couldn’t believe how smoothly his hands moved from her toes to her feet, from her feet to her ankles, from her ankles to her calves. The delicious feeling caused her skin to tingle. Her calves sated fully, Pan’s touch moved up to her thighs. Lilith felt so cold whenever his hand moved away. But his hands replaced the icy pain with fiery comfort when they caressed past, and Lilith sank further into her pillows.

Lilith didn’t mind as his hands slid even higher. She didn’t mind as his hands slipped between her legs. She didn’t mind as his hands came so close to her sex that she could feel his heat radiating from his palms. In fact, she relished it. Her feet were comforted. Her calves were relaxed. Her thighs were hot. But the core of her being was not content. His hands came closer and closer, and she yearned for his touch.

But for the first time, Lilith was left unsatisfied. That one place, where she needed the most to be caressed and rubbed at this very moment, was passed by. Lilith nearly cried out, but she held back. Her want was quickly turning into her need, and his fingers dragging across her panties only enflamed her newfound feelings. Lilith needed more, even though his massage on her entire body was complete.

“Looks like you’re enjoying this, Lily…” Pan whispered.

“You have no idea, Pan…” She breathed back.

Pan’s hands rested on the middle of her back, his fingers subtly stroking up and down her spine as he spoke, “If you are enjoying this so much, maybe you would want a frontal massage as well,” He offered.

“That is, if you want…” Pan added in his low musical voice.

Lilith was only too eager to take up his proposal.

“Yes,” She breathed and rolled over without inhibition, exposing herself to him, “I can’t believe how good you are at this,” Lilith didn’t mind if Pan looked at her breasts anymore. However, she found his eyes were right on hers.

“Hopefully I can make you feel even better, Lily,” Pan looked deep into her eyes, and Lilith felt like he was gazing into her very soul. She couldn’t imagine how she could feel any better than what she was feeling now, but as soon as his hands touched her again, she leaned back and took it all in with renewed awe.

Pan started at her feet again, working his way up her calves and thighs. Lilith breathed in deeply, relaxing fully. She honestly couldn’t remember a time when she was so at peace. Deep breaths made her breasts to rise and fall gently. Lilith’s eyes closed as Pan’s hands rose higher on her thighs, with her hoping that he would run just a single finger over her untouched flower. But his finger evaded her again, and left her in her intensifying battle between comfort and desire.

Pan’s touch caressed Lilith’s panty-covered hips, always so painfully close, but never touching her wanting sex. His hands moved up to her belly, rubbing in slow circles. Lilith became lost in the feeling. Pan touched her sides, sending sparks of excitement up her spine. Skating across her flesh, Pan’s fingers stopped just below Lilith’s inviting breasts.

She silently cursed that her bra was still on, and she wished it gone that very instant. Lilith didn’t want to move an inch, lest she somehow lose that hot tingling feeling that pulsed deep inside her. She started to watch his hands as they worked, mesmerized by their motions. The sight only made Lilith’s needed grow stronger.

“You look so beautiful when you are relaxed, Lily,” Pan said as his hands works down her arms again.

Lilith slowly looked up to find Pan gazing deep into the wells of her icy blue eyes and softly whispered, “Thank you…” Pan’s words were so musical and loving, coming from his lips which were so soft and inviting, “No one has ever made me feel so peaceful and happy before, Pan…”

Pan leaned down, his words becoming even fainter, “As with I,” And with that, his lips sweetly joined hers.

It was Lilith’s first kiss, and it was so intriguing to her senses. Pan’s lips were firm one second, then soft the next. So warm they were against her, that the rest of her body felt icy cold. She tried to copy his motions, but being inexperienced she just let him lead. The gentle caress of his fingers across her arms ended at her hands, and Lilith grasped him, never wanting to let go. Lilith thought she would never feel any better, but somewhere in her mind she knew that it was only starting. And she smiled at the thought.

Passions

Pan’s tongue begged entrance to Lilith’s mouth, and it was granted passage. It felt so perfect to Lilith, as if it was made just for her. So smooth and warm, its heat rivaled that of his soft touch; so slick and fluid, its form was the softest velvet. Their tongues wrapped around each other, embracing passionately behind Lilith’s lips.

Their tongues danced and their lips caressed one another, advanced from a sweet peck to a sweltering embrace. The pressure of Pan’s body bearing down on hers was exquisite. Lilith hugged him, wanting more of that delicious sensation. But her bare midriff was met by his coarse shirt, which felt like daggers against her sensitized flesh, and her bra felt like an iron trap against her breasts. She wished both to be gone so she could feel his hot skin against hers.

Pan deftly pulled his shirt away just after her thought, and his bare flesh caressed Lilith’s. Delighted, Lilith wrapped her arms around his muscled trunk, feeling every inch of him. Lilith tingled where his strong, blazing midsection pressed into hers. Her sex burned with desire, and her virgin flower continually tried to douse the growing flames. Lilith’s encased breasts ached to be free from their silky cage.

Without difficulty, Pan’s fingers unlocked that prison. Without hesitation, he pulled that violet cage away. Without effort, Lilith’s breasts were granted freedom from their oppression. Lilith’s swayed left and right, rubbing her back against the bed while she felt up her released tits. Apple-sized, perfectly round, and with the smooth yielding flesh of a ripe plum, her breasts heaved within her cupped hands. The cool air of the room surged around her, making her nipples stiffen instantly. Pan’s heat blazed across her breasts as well, and electric tingles ran up Lilith’s spine at the mix of burning and freezing.

Then, Pan’s lips left hers. Lilith opened her eyes to see Pan viewing her body. His radiating eyes traveled down her body, slowly taking in ever inch of her bare form. Lilith could feel her skin shimmering. He started to sink down. Pan’s heat licked against her, and she lightly moaned at the sensation. Lilith’s eyes closed automatically, attempting to soak in every feeling of his hot body rubbing down hers. Pan kissed down the nape of Lilith’s neck, across the length of her collar bone, down the distance of her sternum. When his kisses reached her breast, Lilith involuntarily thrust herself out to meet him.

Wordless, Pan’s kisses ascended her right breast, while his hand climbed up her left. ‘So warm…’ Lilith thought as both his sizzling tongue and flaming hand touched her overly-sensitive flesh. ‘I want this feeling all over…’ Her panties were wet from her burning pussy; its attempts to put out the fire within herself only added fuel to it. The small candle had expanded into a bonfire. Pan’s tongue flicked her nipple just so that the pleasurable shock seemed to coarse through her entire body.

“Ahh God!” She cried out, and instantly Lilith wrapped her arms around his head, holding him tight against her chest. Lilith felt him chuckle, sending pleasurable shudders into her already quivering body. Sparks flew as Pan lightly raked his teeth around her delicate areola. A flicker of lust spread as he gently squeezed her other yearning breast, traveling down between her thighs. Meeting it head on was Pan’s hard member, pressing against her soaking panty-clad sex.

Lilith unconsciously ground her pussy against him. When she realized what her body was doing, she pressed even harder against him. Lilith needed him. She needed his lips on hers. She needed his hands fondling her firm breasts. She needed his cock fucking her tight pussy. These thoughts, so dirty and so taboo to her intellectual self, only fed the desires of her carnal being. Pan sucked Lilith’s ridged nipple deep into his mouth. The combination of steaming hot mouth and dripping cool saliva drove her even higher.

Pan’s tongue swirled down Lilith’s toned front exquisitely. Her wanting sobs soon sank into soft mewls. His hands ran down her sides, deliberately pulling her closer to his hot body in the process. Lilith’s soft mewls morphed into gentle groans. Pan circled her tummy with his lava-like tongue, tasting her smooth flesh. Lilith’s gentle groans soon evolved into needy moans. When she felt her soaking panties being gradually liberated from her hips by Pan’s sinking caress, Lilith’s needy moans transformed into lusty outcries.

With her sexual flower finally released, exposed to sensual Pan, Lilith sighed with awe at the new feeling. The thin material was gone from her wet petals, and they glistened with her nectar. Pan looked at her pussy from just inches above, and Lilith’s panting became heavier and faster every agonizing moment. Her beautiful virgin orchid needed sex. Its soft inner petals unfurled and opened. Its sweetly sexual smell permeated the air. Its surface dripped with succulent droplets. All this to convince Pan to gaze, to entice Pan to breath, to lure Pan to taste of her beautiful virgin flower.

Pan lingered close, his dragon’s breath licking against Lilith’s needing blossom. His slick tongue ventured around her sacred grove, and continued to resist the alluring sight of her enchanting sex. Nectar ran down to meet his slithering tongue, and the fiery serpent devoured it all. Lilith cooed and coaxed him in whispers, wishing him to plunge his tongue deep within her, and burn away her flaming desires. Despite her silent pleas, Pan’s snaking tongue retreated back into his mouth, leaving her flower untouched by his fire.

‘God damn it!!’ Lilith thought while Pan snuck away from her pussy, leaving it yet again unsatisfied. Her body was on fire from his teasing. Shimmering sweat drenched her entire body, doing nothing to stave her heat away. Hard nipples stood erect on her heaving breasts, demanding to be touched. Carnal scents drifted heavily around her, making even herself dizzy with lust. Pan looked own upon her, with her cunt’s juices glimmering on his lips. Lilith had enough.

‘I need his touch,’ Lilith thought as she wrapped her arms around him, pressing his hard chest against her soft tits.

‘I need his taste,’ Lilith thought as her lips pressed into his, licking her own bitter-sweet cum from his lips.

‘I need him,’ Lilith thought as she ground her pussy against him, finding only his bare flesh to meet hers.

She heaved. She moaned. She yearned. Lilith’s mind flooded with primal desires, and she needed them fulfilled. Now. Her entire body quivered with horrible needs, needs that only Pan could satisfy. She didn’t wait any longer. Her body screamed for attention, her entire world filled with only one single thought. Lilith tore her lips away from Pan’s and roared like a lioness in heat.

“FUCK ME, PAN!”

Pan’s pristine body was completely bare, and Lilith took in the sight hungrily. Pan towered above her, his muscled chest the likeness of a marble statue. His red hair seemed to mimic flames, dancing and flowing even while he was still. Lilith could have sworn, in the dimness of the room, that his eyes glowed like rubies. She thought she saw his body was crimson like fire. The heat from him increased twofold, but the temperature from his steely member was ten times that. Pan, heeding Lilith’s lusty words, drew back. Then, in a single stroke, he thrust his powerful burning cock into Lilith’s wet needing pussy.

Lilith screamed out as she felt her last barrier of innocence pierced by Pan’s unstoppable force. But instead of sharp pain, she only felt searing pleasure streak through, sinking deeper and deeper into her body. Lilith felt his thrusting hips meet hers, and stop. His thick cock was fully buried in her, filling her completely and utterly.

The feeling of fullness gripped Lilith’s mind and body completely. Her velvety inner muscles contracted around Pan’s thick shaft, squeezing and feeling even inch of the fleshy invader. It fascinated her. Every inch of his shaft was smooth and yielding, yet its length was as hard as granite. It pulsed gently within her, with the lingering intensity of a glowing coal, with the potential to ignite within her. Lilith felt she had reached her peak; the slightest movement from Pan would take her over the edge, and drop her into a sea of pleasure.

“Oh god, take me, Pan! Fuck me NOW!” Lilith begged and writhed under Pan, trying to thrust herself upon him. But it was to no avail, as she was pinned to the bed by Pan’s immobile smoldering form, and her efforts to satisfy her raging desires only served to intensify them. Every gasping breath caused her firm breasts to shiver. Every little movement stroked against his smooth burning flesh. Every agonizing second passing made her body quiver, just as a violin string shudders before it violently snaps.

Pan looked down upon Lilith’s face, contorted with her imminent release. Lilith couldn’t stand it much longer. The pressure within her belly grew stronger, and the torment of teetering on her orgasmic cliff was driving her insane. Pan watched her wide eyes beg for him, and felt her sweet pussy enticing him. An unearthly gleam entered his eyes, and he ever so slowly and torturously withdrew himself from Lilith. Just as his cock’s head met her outer ring, he sank back into her, as if there was no rush at all.

Lilith groaned the low, throaty groan of release, and wrapped her arms around Pan. Lilith’s body prepared herself for the tempest, stirred up in the depths of her body. Her toes curled. Her pussy quivered. Her belly fluttered. Her spine tingled. Her arms clenched. Her breath ceased. Her eyes closed. She held on, ready for her world to quake.

But no release came. Only mounting pleasure. Only continuing thrusting. Only increasing sparks. Only intensifying senses. Only building pressure. Only greater need.

“F-faster… H-harder… I’m… Almost there…” Lilith felt her body tighten up even more, but still the pressure built up, and still she was on the edge. Pan’s movements were consuming her entire thoughts, and he moved only enough to bring her pleasure to smoking, but just enough to keep her from going aflame. It was torture, but it felt so amazing. Lilith wanted more, much more.

‘God, I’m so close it hurts…’ Lilith’s agony was that of her towering desires being built upon endlessly, of her needing senses being increasingly aroused, of her hungry pussy being slowly fed more and more. Screams and shudders should have been racking her body at that very moment, but that only built up impossibly within her, ready to burst at the next moment but only growing greater and greater, on and on.

Pan’s fingers, like sharp talons, sank into Lilith’s firm ass, and impaled her upon his raging cock. Lilith ground herself on him, screeching with ecstasy. Pan held her fast and thrust even faster, his chest heaving like a massive billows and his sweat dripping onto her pale flesh. Lilith’s eyes were open wide, but she saw nothing but the red haze engulfing her entire body.

They fell on each other like the feral elements. His mouth engulfed around hers. Her tongue constricted around his. Strong fingers grasped Lilith’s ass. Sharp nails raked Pan’s back. Engorged flesh pierced into Lilith’s cunt with the crushing force of a meteor. Ribbed walls grasped at Pan’s prick with the pulling force of an ocean. They moaned, the gasped, they writhed, they scratched, they bit, they cried out mutual pleasures beyond the imagination. Lilith’s climax was beyond the edge, beyond what is imaginable, but still without an end in sight.

Rippling muscles and sweat caressed Lilith as Pan’s cock sank in and out of her. There was no mercy. No matter how much Lilith thought she was at her highest point of ecstasy, Pan pushed her even farther, ever further to the brink of sanity. His fiery body dripped his sweat like tingling lava over Lilith’s gasping chest and tightening midsection. Pan pressed her down harder, and Lilith was overwhelmed with the feeling of him touching every inch of her body. The chorus of his animalistic growling, her frantic outcries, his pounding rhythm, her grating scratching, the bed’s creaking, the crackle of fire in the air, filled the night with the symphony of pure rapture.

A change suddenly swept through Pan. Lilith felt his temperature rise incredibly as he pressed himself against her, making his already burning flesh transform into a raging inferno. Lilith could only relish the feeling. Pan’s member drove into Lilith with unmatched intensity, causing her to shiver and spasm without end. Her belly fluttered, and electric charges racked her entire euphoric body. Lilith felt Pan’s muscles tighten, and heard his breath quicken, and sensed his ultimate release was near.

But, for the first time since Pan’s lips had touched hers, Lilith felt the flicker of rational thought. Such a small, trifle revelation she thought. Her exhilarated form tried to rub out such a disturbance, but her inner mind would not be silenced. It swam to the explosive surface of her mind; a twisting, consumed mind in a red burning haze, just like her eyes, her body, and her entire existence. But the thought grew stronger, while Pan’s motions and breathing quickened and intensified just the same.

‘Lily!!!’ Her rational mind shouted out, ‘Stop him! He’s going to cum!!’

“Mmmm, yes…” Lilith whispered.

‘Inside of you! You’re a virgin! And he doesn’t have a condom on!

“So hot… So big… So good!” Lilith moaned louder than before.

‘He will get you pregnant! Snap out of it! He is going to fucking knock you up!!! DON’T LET HIM CUM IN YOU!!!!’

“GOD DAMN IT!” Lilith screamed, “FUCKING GIVE IT TO ME!!!” Lilith raved in her mindless ecstasy, “FUCK ME! CUM IN ME! KNOCK ME UP!!!” It was then that her unending climb towards her unthinkable climax ended, and she felt herself let go, completely.

At the same moment, Pan slammed into Lilith for the final time. Time ceased to exist at that moment and Lilith’s mind froze. The moment separating between Lilith’s unfulfilled pleasures. The instant before Lilith received release. The seconds before Lilith’s body would be filled with liquid fire.

Then, the release rushed upon them both. Pan’s inhuman roar erupted, filling the room with its din and muffling out Lilith’s own mortal scream. Pan’s seed erupted into her body like a volcano, sending his pale magma deep into Lilith’s torrential body, and covered her sucking inner walls in thick, boiling cum.

Lilith’s entire body shook and quaked with her orgasm. Eyes wide open, the red haze exploded with a nova of every color imaginable. Ears still hearing, the sound of Pan’s powerful howl echoed within her mind. Body still feeling, the sensational effect gripped every ounce of her form. She was flying higher and higher, while falling faster and faster. She was screaming, but no sound came out. She was ice cold, yet on fire. If this was insanity, she never wanted to be sane again.

Lilith’s pussy gorged itself upon Pan’s cum, and sucked in his white-hot seed deep into her virgin body. Pan just kept coming and coming for what seemed like an eternity, soon completely filling Lilith with his thick vicarious cum. Lilith writhed in perpetual blinding bliss as the very cum seemed to move within her, the tendrils oozing deep into her womb.

Lilith was still racked with her innumerable pleasures, writhing and twisting upon her soaking bed. She moaned and cried continually as if consumed by heaven’s fire, and her lusty howls were just a single unending flare. The last moments of her consciousness were filled with the feelings of Pan’s amazing cum seeping deeper and deeper into her, the smell of their sexual musk permeating the air, the sounds of Pan’s deep calm breaths, the lingering taste of Pan on her lips, and the sight of Pan’s face above hers, eyes blazing and mouth curled in a devilish grin. Then everything was dark.

Discoveries

Silence. Dark. Chilly.

Then, a flicker of thought.

Her eyes were closed, and her breathing was slow. Gradually, her senses ebbed back to her body. In small waves, Lilith could feel every inch of her skin tingling pleasantly, as though she had just climaxed moments ago.

Stretching out her muscles, a feeling of wellness blanketed over her. She yawned, and felt her lungs expand comfortably, then let out a sigh of contentment. Sweat was still covering her from head to toe, and it felt like she had just run through a cool, heavy morning fog without a strip of clothing on.

‘No clothes…’

Lilith’s memories came back slower than did her senses. As she breathed, she smelled the pleasant musky scent in the air, and breathed more heavily. When she licked her lips, a strange taste met her, and only made her smile. Slowly, she ran her hand down herself, feeling the slickness of her bare flesh. Indulging in the bombardment of feelings, tastes, and smells, her thoughts were sluggish at best.

‘I’ve never been this wet before…’ Thought Lilith as she felt how soaked her entire body was. Even her long hair was drenched, as if she was in a thunderstorm. Before her hand could even get to her chest, Lilith felt a gust of hot air. Extremely hot air.

‘How is it so hot in here…?’ She couldn’t think of any reason to explain it, but at the moment her focus was on her intrepid hand running across her smooth breasts. The chill of the air had her nipples perky and hard, and her skin felt like slick ice. Yet, the odd, warm breeze played across her body, making her tingle where it touched.

Her hand sunk lower. Climbing over her breasts, crossing across her sternum, and traveling down her midsection, Lilith’s hand moved almost as slowly as her mind. She swayed side to side on the bed, enjoying the feel of the wet silky sheets around her. When her hand reached the top of her tummy, however, her mind caught up with her as she felt something strange. Her stomach was tight, tighter than usual, and was much warmer than the rest of her.

Almost as if it was burning under her cool skin.

In a flood, the memories of the past night rushed back. The library. Meeting that strange man. Inviting him over. Laughing over homework. Having a pleasant dinner. His offer to massage. Her acceptance. Their mutual physical escapade on her very bed. All at once, the memories, the emotions, the feelings, all came back in a flash. Lilith’s eyes shot open and she sat up, and looked at what had become of her room.

The ceiling was dark with a thick layer of smoke. Her baby blue walls were plastered with soot.

“What the hell?!?” She exclaimed.

The lamp by Lilith’s bed was half burned away, exposing the shattered lightbulb within. Her mirror was shattered and blacked at the edges. Her silky bed sheets were also burned and charred, as if a firestorm had raged through her room while Pan and her…

Lilith shook her head in confusion and tried to sit up, “How could this hap-” But her sentence was cut short. Her breath caught. It was but a faint feeling, but it consumed her entire attention. Daring beyond courage, Lilith led her eyes down her body. Her eyes joined her hand, and they both rested upon a slight bulge on her midsection.

“W-wha? H-h-how…” Struggling for words, she felt the entire obtrusion. It was the size of a tennis ball, and jutting out about an inch from her taut tummy. It was beyond noticeable, because Lilith always kept her midsection flat and firm. ‘Not so anymore…’

Unable to find an answer, all Lilith could do was stare blankly at herself. She could feel the tremendous heat in her tummy growing, and spreading out in energetic spirals. She swore the bulge was growing too!

‘This can’t be happening!!’ Desperate, confused thoughts rang out, as the lump expanded even more, expanding past the region of her fingers. ‘This doesn’t happen in real life!’ Her midsection grew with the quick-slow speed of a rampant weed. It grew slowly, but over a small time, the size of her bump become noticeably larger. ‘This only happens in fairy tales!!!’

Lilith laid back down, and rubbed her belly with confused and scared fingers. The growth was firm, warm, and gently pulsing against her fingers. It would have been on the verge of erotic for her if it was not her own abdomen that she was feeling. Quickly, she searched for something, anything at all, that could explain this in her mental library.

‘The Human Anatomy… Rare Diseases… Pregnancy and You…’ The various titles did nothing but remind her of how unearthly fast her body was changing. Nothing could explain it! ‘What the hell did you do to me Pan!?’ She screamed mentally.

‘Human Reproduction… Alien Abductions… Karma Sutra…’ Her thoughts raged through a million pictures within seconds, and every moment she could feel her belly getting tighter and tighter. The bulge was now the size of a grapefruit just below her navel, and still expanding. Then a single thought pierced the rest.

‘Myths and Fables: Spirits and Demons’

It took her a second to realize that that book was the closest thing she was going to get to an answer. With the agile grace of her athletic form, Lilith flipped over and looked across her devastated floor. Her carpet was still smoldering in large patches. Reaching under her bed, she pulled out the ember-encrusted remains of her black shoe box of ‘visual intrigues’. She hoped beyond hope that the book was safe inside, and she popped off the top without hesitation. Her Playgirl was toasted, but luckily not a single burn had touched the demonology book.

Anxiously, Lilith leafed through the pages, trying her best to ignore the hot, throbbing sensation pulsing in her womb, which now expanded her tight midsection into what looked like an obvious pregnancy.

Finally, she came back to that fateful picture. The red velvet sheets were there, with the dim torch-lit stone room, with that women being brought to sheer pleasure by the demon on top of her. She could see the small details of the picture now more clearly than before. Flames sprouted up in the foreground of the picture in licking tendrils. The woman’s body was completely covered in sweat, writhing around on the drenched sheets, with her tummy bulged just as Lilith’s. And the demon, surrounded by a red haze with flaming red hair, was grinning…

‘P-Pan??’

In pure shock, Lilith read the flowing words next to the erotic portrait:

These particular spirits have been known as succubae, incubi, and commonly as sex demons. In many mythologies, they take on a human form in order to stalk their victims and subsequently engage them in sexual intercourse.

Although she just felt the cold rush of terrible exhilaration, Lilith continued to read:

Victims of these demons usually describe a terrible scene, filled with violence and rape by an unknown person. However, this has not always been the case. A few individuals describe being seduced by the demon, instead of being forcibly raped by them. These individuals describe the person as someone who is charming, witty, and ‘perfect in every way’. The victims also mention that the demon seems to know exactly what they want at all times, fact they do not realize until after the demons have left their mark.

Lilith remembered now…

‘The right on time for our date… The best food for our dinner… The perfect touch…All for me…’

Lilith could still here Pan’s soft, warm voice by her ear…

‘That is, if you want…’

“Ahh!” Lilith clutched herself as a single finger of flame shot through her bulging midsection and up her spine. Recovering and panting from the odd sensation, she continued to read on:

After dining their guests, victims report having been seduced by various means. Some even admit to being the instigator of the whole ordeal. Lulling them into a sense of security, the demon then engages the victim. Unfortunate victims report the rape is horrible, and leaves them scarred for life, unable to have any normal sexual life afterward. However, a very rare portion of victims have reported differently. In these reports, the victim encounters such a demon in which the sex is mutually satisfactory. Victims report that it was the best sex of their lives in fact.

Lilith’s body was heating up, and not just because of the ball of fire within her. Her nipples tingled, and she subconsciously gripped her breasts as she read on:

The results of such a union have varied consequences. Many of these individuals report that they find their demon lovers missing in the morning, their rooms destroyed by the elements, and even strange effects on themselves. The effects vary from a feelings of elation to depression, from heightened senses to lost emotions, to a body improvement to even pregnancy.

Lilith found herself panting hard now. ‘Why the hell am I getting turned on by this??’ But it was true. Lilith’s entire body felt like it was in passionate flames, emanating from her stretching womb. It looks as if she was six months pregnant now, and her skin was so deliciously tight that she mewled at the feeling. Yet she read more:

The encounter of a demon is a bad omen indeed. Most victims require counseling to rid themselves of post-rape mindsets and, in the cases of seductive demons, to cure a sexual addiction which cannot be sated. But, with the cases of positive unions with the spirit, victims sometimes report being revisited by their lovers, and a complete turn in their lives.

Lilith didn’t get to read the rest. What she did read, however, was the portrait’s title.

Pan’s Gift

“Gaahh!” Lilith slumped over as another wave of fire jetted through her. But her yelp of pain quickly turned into something much different.

“Ooooo,” She cooed, rolling onto her back as this new feeling embraced her body. The flares of heat deep within her simmered to the surface, coating her flesh in an intensely sexy bubbling sensation. It felt like Pan was with her again, only his tongue was all around her now, licking and stroking every inch of her flesh all at once. Her skin flushed, and her moans grew even louder.

“Mmmmmm…” Rubbing her now round belly, she noticed that the shots of fire within her flared closer and closer together, until they were a constant stream of heat radiating inside her. The feeling spread from her engorged navel, down to her toes, up to her eyes, and across to her fingertips. Tingles ran up her spine, the cold sensation lifted on both her sides in the heat. The flames gripped her shoulders, making them numb with the delightful feeling. Her nipples hardened instantly as the hot electric jolts ran through them. Her pussy burned with it, making her hips press into the air in a desperate attempt to seek release. All the while, she had expanded to the size of a volleyball. Then, it began to get smaller.

Every moment that her belly shrank, the fires within grew hotter, and stronger, and fiercer. Writhed in the flames of a demon, Lilith felt her skin become softer and smoother. Wanting even more, her fingers delved into her begging pussy, in an attempt to satisfy her sudden, blazing need.

Her body changed even more. Lilith felt her pussy becoming stronger than ever before, her inner muscles held her fingers in a death grip. The walls pulsed along her lithe digits, and she could not stifle of cry of pure delight at the feeling. Her tummy melted back into her body, and the changes grew more apparent.

Lilith’s slim form become even more lithe and trim, the feeling of her muscles growing in mere seconds made her hips buck. An overwhelming feeling in her shoulders made her want to roll them, to stretch them out. Vision clear, hearing sharp, touch overwhelming, Lilith could feel her senses expand beyond what a normal human should be capable of. And her threshold of pleasure broke, and with a sex-maddened scream, she was wreathed in the familiar feelings of earth-shattering climax.

Panting hard, Lilith continued to shudder in the aftershocks of her insane orgasm. Her eyes had rolled back in her head, and her non-human screams had shattered the glass portraits on her walls. Torn cloth flittered down from the air around her, caused by her violent convulsions and tearing of her sheets with her nails. The fires within her ebbed away, sinking down into a faint smoldering deep within her soul. Lilith stood up shakily from her bed, and drifted towards her now crack-ridden mirror.

Her stomach was back to normal, as if nothing had ever happened to her. Lilith sighed in relief, and rubbed her belly just to make sure it was true. What she felt astonished her. Her fingers felt the skin there, so soft and smooth, it could put the finest silk to shame. Under that velvety cover she could feel her muscles, so strong and firm, that no amount of exercise could have attained it. Running her hands down herself, the flawlessness of her body astounded her.

She made another discovery. Her once long blond hair was now black as midnight, and ran down from her head like a liquid shadow. Her eyes, once light blue, were a brilliant red now, reflecting the passionate fires that burned within her. She rolled her shoulders, and felt something new. Stretching with awe, she witnessed the unfolding of wings. Her wings. Longer than her outstretched arms, the pitch-black wings reflected pools of light as if they were oiled. Unable to speak, she felt a tear run down her cheek.

‘This…’ She touched her reflection gently, ‘This is…’

“Your dream?” Came the reply, but it was not from herself.

Lilith turned around and saw Pan sitting on her bed, watching her with great interest.

“What do you think?” Pan asked sincerely. His crimson hair, like a mane of flames, adorned his head. He stroked his chin with his long, claw-tipped fingers as if he was appraising his work. “It took my best imagination to come up with that. And a bit of yours as well,” Pan commented, looking up and down Lilith’s stunned body with near pitch dark eyes.

“Pan… It’s… I…” Lilith wiped back her tears of joy and exclaimed, “Pan! It’s so beautiful!”

Pan stood up, smiling, “I thought you would like it, Lily. It is, after all, what you wanted most, right?”

“Oh Pan…” She fell into him, wrapping her arms and wings about him and sobbed, “Thank you… So much…” She felt his strong arms gently hug her to his body. She looked up into his eyes, and saw not a demon’s unholy lust staring back at her, but a genuinely warm smile, and kind dark-blue eyes. She knew, right then, that this was her soul mate, forever.

“We found each other, at last…” Pan whispered and kissed her lovingly. Time did not matter now for Lilith. If they would kiss forever, than that would be just enough time to be in heaven then…

But much sooner than she thought, which was about three seconds into the kiss, Lilith drew back, wrapping her arms around her waist and her wings around her front, and eyed Pan.

She said in a low voice, “Pan, I noticed something else about me that you changed.”

Pan looked genuinely surprised, “Really? What?”

Lilith unfurled her wings and spread her arms, exposing her beautiful succubae body to him. “I’m super horny now!!” She giggled, and lunged at Pan in a whirlwind of glee. And he only grinned his devilish grin.

THE END