Thread: Hunters [ Bear & nnaasttey ]

The tension was thick with lust and anticipation as the two drove almost 100 miles up the coast, their top speed 167 miles per hour, the thrill was amazing for Vykon as always anytime he could go fast and live dangerously he was in a happy place, you could say he was an adrinaline junkie. They pulled up to the beginning of a long drive way, guarded by men in suites holding automatic rifles, standing at a 30 foot cast iron gate. Vykon spoke to the man impeding their path then continued to roll forward as the automated obstruction made way. The winding road, flanked on both sides by 20 foot tall bushes led up a steep hill which connected to a large circular drive way at the top. As they rolled to a stop Vykon thought about the ring he'd lost inside the tight snatch of his newest piece. It wasn't a lie, the ring is a family heirloom, given to him by his great great great great grandmother, a prominent figure in the family business, and a master of the dark arts. It has the power to empower anyone that possess it with great sexual enegry, increased vitality, fertility, and enhance ones carnal desires a ritualistic idol used for centuries as by his great great great great grandmother, a Priestess of the popular underworld cult, Le Cappa Tu Likari, or The Viper's Brood. He stepped out the vehicle, closed his door and then walked around to assist his guest, opening the door and extending a hand to help. She was stunning in the dress, it brought attention to all her best features, which was everything her long legs with the slit up the back from the knees up, her coke-bottle figure, the way black contrasted her flawless skin, the gold accents with her blonde hair, the neckline making an oval shape isolating her cleavage which then wrapped around her long neck at the top with an open back, and the tight fit gave a great contour. You look like sin my darling, and that is the best compliment I can give you, for sin was the fall of all mankind, and I promise you this, any man or woman would give all they had to have you, that's how good you look tonight... not letting go of her hand, he gave her a twirl, twice around, then he pulled her in close with her back against him. Allow me to finally get that zipper for you... the zipper was from the small of her back to about midway to the area where her perfectly round ass began, it was discreet though, black like the rest of the ensemble. He still didn't let go of her hand, instead he grabbed the other, and sensually moved his grasp up the length of her arms as he pressed his body on hers, guiding them onto the hood of his car, and placed them there, leaving her in a somewhat provocative position. It was as if he were about to arrest her, but actually he was only preparing her to brace against his force as he then quickly took a hand and grabbed her by the neck like he was trying to bend her over the hood. He applied enough pressure so she could not move, but not too much or he would actually crush her face into the hood and he wouldn't want to bruise her precious little face before the fun started. But first I have to retrieve something that belongs to me, he kept pressing down on her neck and squeezing, as his other hand made its way back into that warm gooey center that was between her legs, his long reach violating her greedy sex. He sunk the two fingers even further up her passage than he did the first time. Vykon could feel her walls squeezing him tighter and tighter the deeper he probed. He was three knuckles deep when he'd finally reached his prize. He pinched the ring with his fingers an slowly began to draw it out. The sound of her soppy wet mess gave him urges to whip his cock out then and there, but he resisted. Once he pulled the item out from past her labia and vulva, he sighed heavily as the scent permeating from the pool between her legs was even greater than before and served to only enrage his carnal desire greater and greater. How did I know you wouldn't be wearing any panties... Vykon whispered in her ear sudectively, giving the blonde's lobe a quick lick and then shoved her off just a bit, dealing with her roughly even as he released her. He was a violent storm of emotions, primary among them was lust, which always made him uber aggressive, and secondly he was anxious and on edge because he was trying hard to supress that lust, which often made him thirst for blood, and of course a blood lust made him feel erratic and violent, which lead him to be even a bit fearful that he might not be able to maintain composed until the job was done. Slipping the ring back on the proper finger Vykon breathed in then exhaled several times, trying to keep it all in check, and amazingly it really helped as he reminded himself what was at stake in that instant and returned to his cool, calm, collected self. That ain't normal darling, you might want to get that checked out, I don't think it's medically safe to be that wet... he slicked back his dark red hair, the same color red as his favorite merlot ...Something important might slip right out between your legs, like your fucking liver for God's sake! He quipped effortlessly He reached into his pocket again pulling out a cigarette, lit the end then commented facetiously Because of your mess, my Rubies all murky now, I'm going to have to get this thing cleaned again, holding up his middle finger, so, expect the bill in the mail darling!