{"sf1_id":722879,"sf2_id":null,"title":"Unintended Intruder - 07","author":"Little Red Wolf","words":2759,"posted_at":"2014-06-27T04:22:00.000Z","tags":["Human","M/F","Seduction"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/722879-unintended-intruder-07","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/722879","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=722879\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"","content":" \"No ... no Jack ... no ... I'm sorry ... I can't come in this\nweek. I just ... Thanks Jack.\" Abigale hung up the phone. Co-workers had been\nworried about her but she had told them she needed some time. She did not\nspecify, not wanting to rope herself into an obligation, but she knew she could\nnow do what needed to be done.It had taken a great deal of mutual willpower to tell\nMarcy good-bye and send her home. Any time they stood within five feet of each\nother they felt a powerful need to attack. Abigale was uncertain if it was just\ntheir new found relationship, their long lack of sexual partners, or the\ncreatures they now carried, but sex was becoming harder to get away from.Abigale absently rubbed her sore vaginal area and\nchuckled to herself. The skin had gone red and was a little swollen from all of\nthe attention. It was obvious she would need to rest soon and let her body\nheal. But this was not the time. She still had much to do.The sun had fallen below the horizon, bringing forth\ncreatures which hummed in the night. The insectoid buzz rang a familiar cord in\nAbigale's body, which seemed to resonate. Turning out the lights, she opened\nher patio door and stepped out onto the balcony. The cool night breeze chilled\nthe sweat on her naked skin, prickling goose-bumps to the surface.A great liberation filled her, and for the first time\nin years, she felt a purpose. Nothing had ever mattered before. Not the boys\nwho had covered her in high-school slut sauce, nor the men whom squirted their\nwhite heat into her then never called again. The job did not matter. The porn\nwas all a temporary release. Everything in her life had been without\npermanence. The past consumed them all, leaving behind the gaping hole of an\nunsatisfied life. But now ... things were changing.Closing her eyes, naughty fingers traveled down\nbetween her legs where a gentle digit stirred moisture to the surface and\nbrought the feeling of her deepening connection which this precious life she\nwas carrying. A steady breath filled her with cooling night air. Knowledge gave\nher strength. Strength gave her direction. It was time to get ready.Slow, measured steps took her to the bathroom where\nshe looked hard into the mirror. The woman inside was not her ... it had not been\nher in years. But there she was, moving the body she had lost years ago, washed\naway in the surges of time.A cricket chirped from a dark corner, and the being\nin her body twitched in response. Without thinking, she took up her hair brush,\nher powders, her tweezers, and set them all to work. A dark skirt and button up\nblouse were drug from an old box and fit neatly over her curves. An hour later\nthe transformation was complete, and she knew the night belonged to her. ***** *DING*\"Hey Abby,\" the college kid at the front desk said.\nHe was all smooth and scruffy, exactly as she wished him to be.\"Hey Terry, anything new?\"\"Meh ... the jack-rabbits are going strong but ...\" his\nvoice trailed off as she sauntered up to him and leaned forward over the\ncounter. Stretching her arms forward pushed her shapely cleavage together, and\na deep breath heaved pheromones toward him. \"Wow, Abby ... you look ... look ... uhm\n...\"\"Mmmm ... you too,\" she flirted as she fluttered her\nlashes a bit. \"Say,\" she said as she leaned forward a little closer, lowering\nher voice so only he could hear, \"you wanna help me move my couch when you get\noff of work tonight?\" Her pause allowed the request to sink in a bit but she\ncould tell he was a little overloaded by the request and unsure he should\naccept. \"I'll cook.\"\"You can cook?\" he asked with an uncomfortable grin,\nleaning back and away from her for a moment.\"I can do a lot of things,\" she said as she stood\nback and stretched, presenting her form to his inspection. \"Do you like\nspaghetti?\"\"Uhm ... sure,\" Terry said with a nervous laugh.\"What,\" Abigale teased with\na playful look of annoyance, \"you thinking I was going to make something\nawesome? I'm good but I'm not that good.\"\"No-no ... spaghetti's fine.\" The boy backpedaled and\nthen as he tried to figure out the right thing to say. \"You ... uh ... want me to\ncome ... over at midnight?\"\"It's a date,\" she told him as she began to sway back\nto the door. ***** The twenty-four hour grocery store allowed Abigale to\nacquire the ingredients she needed, and she began immediately upon reaching her\nhome. After cooking she ate a full plate and then began the process of cleaning\nher place just enough to make it presentable. After she cleaned, Abigale had a\nsecond plate of food.Once sated, she cleaned, straitened and organized. I'm nervous, she realized after she\nstared hard at a pair of outfits for a little too long. Why am I nervous? He's a horny kid. He'll be all over me. I've got\nMarcy ... Terry's just ... just ...Definition escaped her. Terry was the boy she had\nbeen crushing on for the last year and a half. He was that cute geeky guy who\nwas a little too clean and a little too nice. Do I just want to soil what's pretty? Is it because I'm using him? I'm\nsure he won't mind being used ... but it is sort of wrong.The buzzer went off and she jumped. \"Son of a ...\" she\npressed the TALK button. \"Yes?\"\"It's Terry.\"\"Alright,\" she answered as she pressed the buzzer for\nabout three seconds. A lump formed in her stomach and the soles of her feet\nbecame sweaty. Abigale took a deep breath and let it out slowly. There was a\nknocking at her door and so she let her young victim inside.\"Nice place,\" he commented as he looked around\nnervously, \"do you want to move the furniture now or later?\"\"Later's fine,\" Abigale assured him with a smile,\n\"you should have some food first.\"\"Wow,\" he commented as he sniffed, \"I wasn't really\nhungry till I smelled that.\"\"Young men, like you, are always hungry,\" she told\nhim, \"so I made extra.\"Abigale set a plate before each of them and was\namused to find more hunger inside of her body. More food, more fuel, more life for the future we plan to create. God being hungry all of the time, like this,\nis weird.\"So how's Marcy's toy treating you?\" Terry asked\nbefore sucking down more spaghetti.\"Well, I'm not giving it back,\" she told him with a\nwink.\"Really?\" her dinner guest asked with a curious\nexpression. \"She told me to stop looking. I figured you'd given it a thumb's\ndown.\"\"Nah ... she just doesn't like to share.\"\"I'm sure she'd share with you.\" Abigale stopped\neating. The emotions which she had been struggling with all teamed up and came\nto get her. \"I'm sorry, Abby, but it's obvious she's got a thing for you.\"\"Yeah,\" she nodded as she pushed the lump away.\"You ever thought of taking her up on the offer?\"\nTerry asked and a blush crept into Abigale's face that made the younger man\nlaugh. She realized she was acting like a love-sick high school girl, so she\nlet a smirk touch her lips and gave the boy a shrug.\"Maybe.\"\"Maybe?\" Terry asked with his brows in the air. \"So,\ndo you two share anything else?\"\"Wouldn't you like to know?\"She stopped talking and let the topic hang in the\nair. An alluring scent wafted from him and she could tell he was thinking about\nit. She ate up his hunger ... thinking of the evening's agenda. Her two-ton crush\non this boy was working its way toward fulfillment. The boy was in that\nuncomfortable stage of life where he was out of high school but not yet old\nenough to drink.\"Whew,\" breathed nervously, \"I might be late to the\ngame this weekend.\"\"Which game?' Abigale asked, and that sentence caused\nthe conversation to spin off into the realms of Terry's hobbies. He was a geek,\nby nature, but he was the type who liked dress up in body armor, head off into\nthe woods, and then swordfight with other young men. Their adventures were\nendurance tests and the muscles he gained from these quests tantalized her. Before\nshe felt this teasing was extremely unfair, but now he was here ... eating her\nfood ... and laughing at her jokes.What am I\ndoing? He's all young and innocent! Do I really have the right to do this to\nhim?\"That was good,\" Terry finally said as he leaned back\nin a sleepy manner. Abigale glanced at the clock and realized it was almost one\nin the morning.\"Old family recipe,\" Abigale said with a confident\nsmile.\"Care to share?\" Terry asked with puppy dog eyes.\"I think I just did,\" she responded, barely keeping\nher wits about her.\"Awe ... but I want it,\" he whined dramatically.\"You'd need to marry into the family to get it,\" she\njoked.\"I don't think I'm ready for marriage yet. Can I just\nbe your consort?\" Terry grinned and Abigale flushed so red that her date began\nlaughing. Again she remembered her plan to get him here tonight and seduce him,\nbut now she was afraid. Old insecurities came back and she dropped her gaze to the\nfloor, closed her legs, and rubbed them together.I need him, she reminded herself. I need\nhim ... but is it right? Is it right to do this to him ... like it was done to me? It\nis good for me ... but is it good for him? Is it right? Do I dare?Terry stood, but Abigale did not register this until\nhe knelt and placed his hand over hers. A gasp emitted from her throat and her\nwet eyes looked up into his.\"D-do you know what you're doing?\" she gasped as she\nfelt his breath on her skin.\"Kinda,\" he admitted.\"This ... this ... is a bad idea,\" she stammered, knowing\nshe wanted him but uncertain if she could do it.\"Yeah,\" Terry muttered as he moved closer, \"it's a\nreal bad idea.\"The moment his lips touched hers, sparks blasted\nthrough Abigale's mind. A sudden breath drew his scent into her and created a\nshiver which ran through her spine to its base. The first kiss ended and for a\nmoment they were still. She kissed him, the second time, and he responded by\ntouching her face, her neck, and then cupped one of her ample breasts.The coals in her body reddened as he massaged her,\nthen she suddenly erupted with a familiar fire and lunged forward. Terry rolled\nback onto the floor and Abigale pounced, draping herself over him like a\nblanket of hormones and flesh. She kissed his lips and his neck, nibbling and\nteasing him in ways she knew well.She was more experienced at this game, and his body\nresponded exactly as any heterosexual male should. A quickening of breath,\ndroplets of nervous sweat, a fierce bulge in his blue jeans ... it was like she\nwas in high-school again. Then the effect of the green liquid broke down their\ninhibitors ... their reservations ... and sent them into a savage frenzy of kissing\n... then biting.Abigale tore the front of Terry's shirt open and bit\nhis nipple, sucking it hard as she ran her tongue over the hardened tip. A\nmoment later she was being pushed back, her blouse was ripped, scattering the\nbuttons across the floor. Hungrily he sucked her into his mouth. Sharp stabs of\nsensation drew gasps and blood to the surface.Then something else came out of her. Something\nsquirted out of her breasts and into his throat.  For a fleeting moment Abigale feared this\nmight repulse him, but instead he clenched her harder sucking ... draining ... feeding\nfrom her like a hungry child whose meals were too far apart.The feeding stimulated her in ways she did not\nexpect, and soon her panties were as moist as her lips. Pushing down with her\nhips, she found the bulge in his jeans, which poked her cotton layer through\nthe bottom of her skirt. Through this she found a way to rub her clitoris on\nthe head of his package, allowing her to masturbate herself through the fabric,\nincreasing her sensation until her muscles clenched and fluids flowed through\nher writhing form.The sudden release sent her to the floor. Rolling\naway, Abigale curled up into a ball and breathed deeply as she floated on a sea\nof endorphins. It took a moment to realize Terry was making strange sounds that\nshe did not immediately recognize. A deep growl resonated from his throat and\nhe was settling onto all fours. A primal fear gripped Abigale, holding her in\nplace. Looking into his eyes, she saw the pupils had dilated to fill the iris,\nveins bulged in his neck, and he grit his teeth, frothing and snarling at her\nlike a predator about to make a kill.Suddenly he lunged and she was pinned on her back. Fearsome\nmuscles reached under her skirt and tore her panties away, exposing her\nglistening sex to the air. Before Abigale could react, Terry thrust his face between\nher legs and began lapping at her wetness. Excited screams gasped out her as\nshe arched her back and clenched hard. Rolling waves of release cascaded\nthrough her body.The rough way he handled her released adrenalin\nthrough her veins and she felt like she was on the verge of blacking out. Then,\nas a strong shudder curled her toes, the sex beast let her go, and she took\nbreath.The sound of his zipper was followed by the shuffle\nof shedding fabric. Calloused hands gripped her hips and turned her onto her\nstomach. The sting of a hard spank glanced off of her right butt cheek, and\nthen a familiar mixture of soft and hard pressed through her longing lips. Layers\nof liquid slickness poured over his intrusion, and guided the reckless gift\ninto her body. Every primal thrust of pleasure quickened her heartbeat,\nmaddening their savage selves. His flesh filled her with the feelings of a\nstarving vessel which seemed to pull at him desperately until a rush of heat\nburst through her body into the core of her cradle where the little life in her\nbody drank greedily the gift of Terry's seed.The weight of an exhausted male settled over her back\nas the lesser parts of him pulsed gentle inside of her. His breathing slowed,\nmatching the steady pace of her own. In her mind she watched the creature in\nher womb as it moved feelers through her cervix and began to drink the nectar\nwhich now lay within her canal. The shifting in her body and the tickling of\nher inner nerves confirmed this fantasy, and she giggled to herself as the\nbliss of a this gentler touch sent tiny tingles through nerves until her toes\ncurled and a series of short whimpers escaped her lips.Terry awoke to these sounds and she felt the scraping\nof teeth on the back of her neck as he began to suck and bite her nerve clusters\nonce more. The slackening of his manhood filled with fresh blood, hardening him\nonce more with a special type of vigor. The sounds of his voice grunted in time\nwith the parts of him which collided against her opening.Wet skin slapped lewdly, together, causing her\ninstincts to press her bottom higher into the air. This ancient display caused\nhim to stab more deeply into her body, drawing the fleshy spear into rarely\ntouched parts of her. The clench of her muscles encouraged his attentions and\nas he bore down upon her, the screams of her satisfaction filled the room and\nrattled the neighbors. Another spurt of liquid heat geysered into her core. The\nawakened creature latched a receptacle over the tip of Terry, draining the\nprecious gift so that none would be wasted.\nThey paused and settled ... then quickened once more ... then\nrested before quickening again ... then again. Muscles screamed in fatigue but\nthey could not stop themselves. Like creatures in heat, they rutted. Over and over\nhe filled her body, and each time Abigale's little creature moved out to\ncollect it before turning the man on once more. This lasted for hours ... until\nthe creatures of the night ceased their humming ... and the rhythm of day roused with\nthe first glimpses of sunlight."}