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  "I don't know, I really don't," sighed Phyllis, shifting the papers around on the table. "But I have always been a little put off by that woman. She is very strange and very weird. I mean, I don't think she's a demon or anything, but nobody knows who or what she is and a couple of girls have just suddenly disappeared after having dealt with her. It makes me very uneasy."

  "It makes you uneasy," gasped Howard. He stood up and began pacing the room. "That's funny, that's a real laugh! I'm terrified! I have to get Diana away from her, I have to get between them! If I don't... I... oh, Christ!"

  He sat back down and put his head in his hands. He was breathing laboriously, and quiet sobs were tearing at his chest. Phyllis put her arms around him and held him tightly.

  "She's going to disappear, she is, she is," he moaned over and over. "I can see it now! Oh, God, poor Diana, poor, my love! One day she'll be gone, just like Tina! She'll be gone, she'll be gone!"

  "No she won't, Howard, no she won't," cooed Phyllis, gently rocking him back and forth in her arms. "We'll do something, I promise you we will!"

  He groaned and leaned his weight against her. His arm was pressing tightly against her breasts and he could feel the warmth of her breath against his cheek. He sighed deeply and shivered with a spasm of pleasure as she tenderly ran her fingers through his hair.

  He turned his head and their eyes met in a fierce, intense glance. She bent forward and pressed her lips to his, gently moving them back and forth, turning her head from side to side as they kissed.

  Howard moaned, the passion and need welling up inside of him. He put his arms around her and ran his tongue over her bright, even teeth. They parted willingly and he suddenly felt her tongue slashing hungrily at his as her mouth greedily mashed hard over his dry, quivering lips.

  "Think of nothing, Howard, nothing," she cooed sensuously, her mouth moving deliciously over his. "Now is the time to forget everything! Only us matters right now, only us!"

  Hungrily their tongues entwined, curling and slashing around each other in a urgent dance of love and need. Her mouth tasted faintly of a sweet lipstick and her perfumed hair tickled his nostrils with its pleasing odor. His fingers ran greedily over her back, pressing hard against her rippling spine through the thin material of her blouse.

  She groaned in delight and arched her back, shivering with pleasure as he slithered his fingers to the base of her spine and paused at the proud swell of her pert behind. She shook her head and whispered erotically.

  "Don't stop there, Howard, don't stop there," she cooed softly, urging him on with her fine, tight body. "Touch me everywhere! Oh, God, how I have wanted you to touch me! Please, please, let us make love right now! Right now!"

  Sighing as the spasms of wanting careened through his aching loins, he lightly rode the tips of his fingers over her soft, delicious bottom. She groaned and shivered in delight as she felt him curl his fingers beneath her precious buns, digging them in through her skirt, gripping and squeezing them hungrily with his strong, young digits.

  She gasped and shivered in loving pleasure, rocking her luscious bottom up and down against his hands, moaning as the tingling spasms of delight rippled through her loins.

  Hungrily she fumbled with the buttons to her blouse, pulling them free. "My breasts, oh, God, Howard, play with my breasts," she groaned, her voice tight with the building greed that was racing through her loins. "I want you to play with my tits right now!"

  She reached down and caught hold of his wrist, bringing one hand up to her stomach. He felt her flesh growing warm and tingling under his palm as he slowly slid it upward to her tight, sheer bra. He curled his fingers around one, spongy globe and gave it a gentle, tender squeeze.

  She squealed in delight and thrust her body against his hand. He groaned in aching pleasure as he felt her mouth kissing his neck hungrily and he gripped and massaged her full, ample boob with his determined digits, feeling the taut, hard nipple digging into his flesh through the sheer halter.

  His other hand slithered around over the top of her skirt and ran down over her warm, soft thigh, his fingertips dancing over her flesh in a greedy search for more of her luxurious skin. She moaned softly as she felt the hand disappear beneath her skirt, gripping and squeezing as it went along, searching hungrily for her moist, trembling inner thigh.

  "Oooo, yeah, yeah, baby," she whispered sensuously, parting her thighs for easy access to his seeking prongs. "That's what I like. Ummmm, touch me there! Touch my aching cunt, please!"

  He laughed gruffly, feeling his prick begin to pound urgently as his fingers drew near to her quivering mound. Gently he caressed the thin panties that covered the delicious hillock. She gasped and shook involuntarily with the contact of his hand, rocking her cunt from side to side as he gently rubbed the palm of his hand up and down over her thin panties.

  The thick, creamy moistness of her pussy had soaked her panties with her damp juice and soon his fingertips and palm were wet with her passionate fluid and he was pressing hard against her cunt mound, feeling the excited heat rising through the material, baking his working digits.

  "God, am I ever getting turned on," he moaned, feeling his balls begin to ache with greed and desire. "Ohhh, man, Phyllis, am I ever feeling good!"

  She chuckled happily, dropping one of her hands to his lap, curling her fingers lovingly around the thick bulge in the front of his pants. He gasped with the intense pleasure that quaked in his loins when she touched him. Tenderly she slithered her fingers up and down along his shaft, pinching and tugging on his manhood through his trousers.

  "Ummm, it's growing nice and hard, isn't it," she laughed softly, pinching the thick, hard head of his prick between her thumb and forefinger. "I just love a good, hard prick! I just love it!"

  Her words and the way she passionately caressed his aching shaft were enough to make his fevered blood boil even hotter. He slithered his hand up over her warm, flat belly and began to tug on her panties. She laughed softly and stood up from the couch, taking his hand in hers.

  She led him into a bedroom and slithered out of her blouse, letting it fall to the floor. Quickly she unhooked her bra and tossed the unwanted garment aside. He was climbing out of his clothes, his eyes glued to her magnificent body. Her breasts jiggled enticingly as she unhooked the skirt and slipped out of it, running her panties to the floor and stepping daintily out of them, also.

  She stood before him, completely nude, her luscious globes rising and falling erotically with her labored breathing, her damp, blonde cunt hair slick and glistening with the creamy juice that was flowing from her womb.

  He pushed his underpants to the floor and stood before her,' his prick hard and straight, waving in the air. She smiled lovingly and reached out, curling her pert, delicate fingers around the thick, massive prong, squeezing it gently in her darling fist.

  "Oooo, I can feel the hot blood pounding in it, Howard," she whispered softly, bending forward and tickling his ear with her delicious tongue. "It's so hard and warm! I can't wait to feel it inside me, I just can't wait!"

  The passion in her voice was overpowering and while she gently gripped and squeezed his trapped prick, running her tongue around the rim of his ear, blowing a warm, enticing current of air against his flesh, his own fingers busily ran down over her stomach and belly, curling themselves around her moist, thick cunt hair.

  He slithered the tips of his digits around her twitching clit, feeling the tiny bud grow firm and erect and tingle with delight under the tender stroking fingers. She groaned in a deep, aching tone as he rolled the sweet button back and forth, pulling on it until she was gasping with need and thrusting her cunt against his hand in an urgent greed.

  Gently he rolled his fingers up and down along the length of her trembling, warm cunt lips. The soft, swollen petals quivering in response and he twirled his digits between them, feeling the aching heat bursting from her fevered womb and her body quaking violently as he caressed her.

  "Ahhh, so good, so nice," she
was moaning, swaying back and forth under his fevered attack. "Ummm, yeah, yeah! Uh-huh, uh-huh! Do it, baby, do it to me, yeah!"

  She gasped with pleasure as she felt his fingers probing the entrance to her taut, damp tunnel. Her legs were wide apart and his other hand was cupped beneath the spongy half moons of her buttocks. He caressed them lovingly, squeezing and massaging them as he pressed two fingers beyond her burning cave, opening and slithered them inside of her.

  She screamed softly with delight as she felt the marvelous spears penetrating her hot tunnel. She groaned as he twisted and twirled the invading prongs deep into her luscious canal, pulling her pussy to his hand by her darling ass.

  She pumped her delightful fingers up and down on his aching pole, gripping and squeezing his meat with her wonderful digits, tugging his cock from left to right, making the fiery ache race through his prick and balls.

  "Ohh, God, oh, God, Phyllis, that's so good! That's so fucking good," he gasped, his legs feeling weak and unsteady as she rode his throbbing shaft with her tightly gripped fist. "Ohhh, Jesus, I can't stand it, it's so good! I just can't stand it!"

  She laughed happily and sighed contentedly as his fingers drove to the depths of her fevered cave, tickling her moist, inner walls. He slowly began to pump the sunken prongs in and out of her hot, trembling pit and the lovely young woman shivered uncontrollably and gasped with each, powerful stroke of his mighty hand.

  They were locked in a violent, throbbing rhythm of love, their hands gripping and attacking their thundering organs, trying to make each other cry out in the luscious pain and pleasure of their passion.

  He felt her pushing his prick down along her belly, sliding it between her moist, warm thighs. The tip of his engorged rod rode lovingly up and down along her damp and trembling cunt petals and he took his hand away, allowing her to part the delicious lips and slither his prick beyond her aching entrance.

  "Ohhhh, yes, yes," she moaned, rising up on her toes, as the hard, thick rod slithered inside of her. "All of it, all of it! Give me all of your cock, you wonderful bastard! Give me all of it!"

  She bucked violently, driving his prick inside of her, burying the huge shaft to the hilt in her hungry cave. He could feel her strong, luscious cunt muscles locking around his cock, pulling him inside and holding him there. She laughed breathlessly in pleasure and put her arms around him, forcing his head to her round, ample breasts.

  He licked and lathered the creamy, moist flesh, kissing her pert, hard nipples and slashing at them with his rough, seeking tongue. She moaned in pleasure and began to rock back and forth on her heels, sliding the huge prick back and forth along her taut inner walls.

  "Fuck me, you bastard, fuck me," she groaned urgently, grinding her cunt mound against his belly. "Fuck me hard, fuck me hard! Ohhh, Jesus, Howard, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!"

  Gently he backed her toward the bed, wrapping his arms tightly around her and lifting her up on to the soft, pliant mattress. She shivered in delight as he fell on top of her, his prick never once leaving her luscious, tight pit. He rose up on his hands and poised himself above her, twirling his cock in the depths of her fiery pit, making intense, aching spasms of pleasure erupt in her fevered cave.

  "Ahhh, you're nice and hot and tight," he moaned softly, feeling the marvelous sensations of her gripping, tingling cunt surrounding his buried rod. "It's good, Phyllis, it's very good!"

  He bucked forward, driving his cock deep into her cunt, then he pulled back and rocked from side to side in a teasing fashion. She groaned and shivered, bucking her pussy up to his thick, pounding shaft, trying desperately to gather it inside of her once again.

  Slowly he began to pump his hard, massive shaft in and out of her damp, quivering pit. She rolled with his driving strokes, moaning and digging her nails into his back as he rode her luscious tunnel. The screaming spasms of delight were tearing through both of them and their blood and fevered come were churning hard in their tortured loins.

  Faster and faster he drove his prick into her. She sighed and groaned, slamming her belly hard to meet his, making the room echo with the resounding smack of their meeting flesh and the loud, continuous groans that escaped their lips.

  "Oooo, yeah, ride me, baby, ride me," she cooed softly, holding him tightly to her. "Ummm, that's the way, that's the way! Uh-huh, uh-huh, ohhhh, you fine son of a bitch! Ummm, what a good fuck! What a good fuck you are!" His balls ached painfully and his prick felt almost ten times its size as he powered his tortured shaft in and out of her boiling pit. Her steaming inner walls locked tightly around the driving shaft and she found the rhythm of his fucking and joined him in the motion of his plunging shaft. Soon they were acting as if they were one, bucking and riding each other with a frenzied greed, the intense and powerful desires building to a fevered pitch in their throbbing organs.

  He could feel her pussy growing tight and poised as she neared her moment of exquisite agony. She was gasping and thrashing about beneath him as the uncontrollable spasms tore through her and licked with a flaming fury at her aching flesh.

  "Oooo, yes, baby, yes," she sighed in pleasure as she ground her cunt hard against his pounding rod. "I'm going to come, baby, I'm going to come! Here I come, ummm, here I go! Ohhh, you sweet prick, it's going to be so good, so God damn good!"

  She thrust her cunt at him in an uncontrollable burst of need and screamed softly as the violent, quaking spasm of her orgasm suddenly washed over her and the boiling fluid of her thick come burst from her loins and flooded her already tightly packed chamber. She cried out in feverish greed and shook involuntarily as the rocking delight of her climax almost tore her loins apart.

  He rammed his prick into her again and again, feeling the violent, luscious delight of her coming as her pussy muscles flexed spasmodically around his plunging shaft and she swayed with the wonderful pleasure of her release. He moaned in delight as the quaking passion continued in her burning pit. His prick was growing more and more tense and it felt as if his balls would explode as he buried himself in the depths of her darling canal.

  She ground herself against him and urged him on with her cunt and hand cupping his throbbing balls. "Come, baby, come," she cooed softly, squeezing the aching stones in her delicate palm. "Come in me, now! Oooo, I want to feel you come! Come, baby, come right now!"

  Harder and faster he rode her exploding tunnel. Each stroke made his nuts and prick hurt with a mixture of pain and pleasure that was almost unbearable. She kissed and caressed him feeling him grow nearer and nearer to the final, intense moment of his relief.

  Suddenly he groaned in an aching sigh and buried his cock in her womb, bucking and thrashing violently as the spasms of pleasure took control of him completely. She felt a violent, thick burst of come shoot from his prick and sear her inner walls with it creamy passion. She felt him shuddering uncontrollably in her cunt and she laughed with delight as he bucked in and out of her spasmodically.

  "I'm coming, I'm coming in you," he gasped breathlessly, moaning with the violence of his exquisite agony. "Ohhh, Jesus, I'm coming so good, so fucking good! Yes! Yes! Yes! I'm coming, Phyllis, oh, Jesus, am I ever coming good!"

  Again and again they drove their exploding bodies against each other. Their fierce passion was almost unbearable and they groaned and sighed with each new tortured spasm of pleasure that rippled and raced through their loins. It seemed as if it would never end and when they finally broke apart, they lay side by side, sobbing for breath, the last, lingering traces of their lust still lashing their bodies in pleasing tremors of delight.

  "Ohhh, God," he said, gasping and moaning with tortured breath. "That was great! That was just great!"

  She wrapped her fingers around his prick and murmured happily. "I know, I know! I haven't felt that good in ages!"

  She snuggled close to him, gently stroking his hard, still throbbing shaft and sighed contentedly. She did not know what would happen after this, but at least for a little while, they could forget about Diana and Lamia Abaddo
n. Right now, they were safe, safe in the moist, warm rapture of their passion.

  "We'll be all right, darling, we'll be all right," she murmured softly, kissing his shoulder in a lovingly manner. "I promise you, we'll be alright!"

  Howard didn't know whether he believed her or not, but one thing was sure, for the moment at least, he had a friend, someone that might be able to help him and that was all he could hope for right now.

  CHAPTER SEVEN

  There wasn't much they could do about Diana except watch her, Howard supposed. As the mid-term arrived, he tried to keep close to the girl but she seemed to be able to avoid him quite well.

  He tried to talk to her but she wanted nothing to do with him. She went so far as to give instructions to the floor director in her dorm not to let him enter the building. She had put him far out of her life and she wanted it that way.

  What she was learning and feeling with Lamia was more important than some silly little love affair with a college boy. She was becoming part of Lamia's world and had no intention of leaving it.

  She studied hard for the exams but she really didn't give a damn about them. What was more important now was the fact that in the evening, Lamia was going to show her the final test she must pass to be completely enveloped by the world she had been introduced to.

  She seemed to be floating on air these days, her heart in a constant flutter over all the possibilities of her life with the luscious older woman. Nothing was more important to her now than falling completely into Lamia's life and world and that was why she avoided Howard. He was nice, but he already suspected too much. She didn't intend to have him fuck any of this up.

  Howard had tried to talk with her that morning but she skillfully put him off when he questioned her about what she was doing over the vacation.

  "I'm going on a little trip," she lied, smiling her bright, cheery smile that always worked to put him off his guard. "I'm going to visit a friend in California. We're going to travel up the coast and camp as we go along. It'll be lots of fun I'm sure!"