"Oh, ya," she said, "I guess I haven't gone into too much detail about demonology. "Common?" I asked, unsure what she meant by it. I've never heard of common demons having feathered wings before." "Have you ever seen feathered wings before?" I asked, still coming to terms with the fact that I had wings now. Her touch caused me to ruffle my feathers a bit. They feel so soft," she said, still not believing what she saw or felt.
Long, jet-black feathers covered them each feather was roughly two feet long, and, when Rayna touched them, she delivered yet another surprise. Hers took more after a bat's mine took after an eagle's. I was most taken aback by the fact that my wings were completely different from Rayna's. Still, that wasn't what surprised me the most. If I'd expanded them all the way, I was sure that each of them would be eight feet long. When curled in, the tips barely touched the ground. What I saw made me gasp, and the quick breath caught in my chest. I craned my neck to the side, keeping my torso in place so I wouldn't do any more damage to my room. Then, with a tentative hand, she reached out and touched them. "Yes Master, your wings," she said, "and I must say, they are quite beautiful." She gazed upon them in awe. "My wings?" I asked, unsure if I'd heard her correctly. "Rayna, what's going on?" I asked as I tried to quiet my racing heart. "Please, Master, hold still!" She placed her reassuring hands on my face. My arms and legs weren't crashing into anything. Strangely enough, I felt them being knocked over, too. I tried to twist and turn to see what was back there, but all I felt was the weights going along with me, and heard more objects being knocked over. I wasn't in pain, but I felt the sensation of new weights resting on my back. The first rays of the early morning sun peered through the gaps in my curtains. Popping sounds gave way to crashing sounds - things being knocked over. After one more jolt of intense pain, two dark shapes sprouted, one on either side of my body, knocking away all the women and shattering my dreams, wrenching me back into the waking world. Moans and gasps gave way to the sounds of bones popping, and I was no longer sure the new sounds were a part of my dream. It only grew stronger, demanding my attention. It was a grand sight to see, but that poking feeling never faded. Ignoring it, I resumed watching my mother bounce up and down on my cock, and hearing her tell me that it was the best cock she'd ever had. Then, out of nowhere, I felt something poking in my back.Īt first, I thought it was just my imagination, but then I remembered that I was in a dream. So it had gone from a simple threesome to a full-blown orgy, and I'd loved - and was still loving - every minute of it. She'd been a bit startled by the whole thing, since she had never once been caught, but once she'd seen that I wasn't mad at her, she'd continued with her dream alteration. Due to her slave binding to me, I'd been able to sense her soon thereafter. I hadn't noticed her at first, as the dreamer is usually unaware of the dreamwalker's entrance. It was already a scandalous affair - or at least it would have seemed that way to the old me - but when Rayna had entered my mind that night, she'd just had to outdo herself. This particular dream had only started with me, Ella, and Rayna entangled in another one of our passionate threesomes. It was why it felt like we'd known each other for a long time after a single dive into my mind, she'd known almost everything about me. Once inside, she could alter their dreams, plant ideas, and, if need be, do a deep dive into their memories. With it, she could infiltrate a subject's mind. It was all thanks to Rayna's unique skill: Dreamwalker. It was the wildest sex dream I'd ever had. Its pungent aroma filled my nostrils its arousal was at its all-time high. Then a mysterious pussy came into view and sat right on top of my face. Rayna was to my left and Ella was to my right, both of them writhing in pleasure as each one was serviced by either Kate or Zari. Four more women rounded out the orgy - two on either side of me.
My mother shamelessly rode my cock my bitch sister was right between her legs, licking and sucking my big, cum-filled balls, while Janice was behind her, plowing away with a rather large strap-on. Moans and gasps of pleasure filled my ears. Part 6: Trouble is at hand, so Max summons a familiar.īig thanks to neuroparenthetical for helping edit my story.
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