The Gazebo and a Fire — excerpt. An excerpt from my recent erotic novel…
By: Damien Dsoul
Tags: Excerpt, Fiction, Erotica, Sex, Novel

Angie Miller stepped away from her back door and strode down the porch steps. She seemed to glide as if propelled by a magnet toward the couple having brazen sex in the gazebo. Her feature was expressionless, her mind devoid of fear. What fermented in her heart was the hunger for sex. She yearned to be fulfilled by a strong and capable man, unlike her lethargic husband lying asleep upstairs. This man that she witnessed ravishing the woman seemed like the sort who took his work seriously. Aside from speculating about who he was and possibly knowing she was right on the mark, Angie wanted to have the gross-out pleasure he was giving to the woman locked under his grip. Nothing occurred to her whatever factor was contributing to her getting drawn to the couple. Only later would she become aware of the truth.

She floated toward the couple, unconcerned about interrupting them.

Olu Shango and Ellie still wore their face mask as Angie approached them. Had she been utilizing her complete senses, she likely would have recognized Ellie from her voice when she spoke. But as it turns out, Angie was lost to the throes of her lust that beckoned her at that moment toward getting her sexual fulfillment with nothing else importantly mattering to her senses. Olu watched her come up the gazebo steps while he was leaning over Ellie’s backside. Ellie, amid her whimpering cries, did keep her eyes on Angie as she then came and stood before them as if bewildered by the situation she now faced, whether to interrupt their sexcapade or simply watch them carry on with their activity.

“Uuhhh . . . Looks like we’ve got company, Master,” Ellie gasped.

“Shut up, bitch,” Olu replied. He pulled out of her and stood ready with his cock remaining turgid while Ellie fell forward on her face, gasping. Shango had his eyes on Angie, both of them staring at each other like two fiends about to battle. “You want some of this?”

Angie stood there too numb to move a muscle while she admired his awesome presence. He appeared larger than life than when she first spied him from her window, especially seeing his cock standing ramrod straight. There was something primordial about him. He bore the stature of an immortal being, like the gods of ancient times that she had been fond of reading about as a child. Nothing about him stood out like a wimpy disposition, unlike her husband. Angie marveled at his girth and thought to herself that if this masked woman was capable of taking him, then so could she.

Ellie moved out of the way as Angie advanced toward Master Shango.

“I want what you just gave her,” Angie spoke with a frankness that supported her urgency. “I’m so horny and can’t think straight right now.”

“You’re just in time then,” Olu leered. “And I’ve got the right medicine for you.”

He reached out to her lingerie and squeezed her breasts behind the fabric; Angie drew closer to give him a better grasp. Her pussy was dripping with wetness coursing down her thighs. Her reaction sped up the instant that Shango applied a gruff manner in taking an aggressive hold of her; this was part of what Angie yearned for. Olu pulled her into his arms, preventing her from ever attempting to flee from him, then ripped open her lingerie. Angie was unprepared for that but gave no protest, even as Olu roughly planted his mouth on hers. Ellie came from behind and assisted Angie in getting out of her lingerie’s remains till she became naked with them. Angie disregarded the cold wind hitting against her body. Her hand took hold of his cock, feeling its pulsating power as she went ahead stroking him. Olu turned her around and prodded her to lean forward against Ellie who held her while Olu poked in her back door. He encountered some resistance as he tried pushing between her butt cheeks but soon gained entry. He gripped her by her waist as he inserted his girth into her. Angie gave a sharp cry before biting on her lip, trying to stem down the enforced pain.

“Don’t fight it, honey,” Ellie soothed her while caressing her torso. “Trust me, it gets worst if you do. Let it come out of you. Be free with yourself.”

Angie heard her words but the hurt she felt was far more striking that she barely made sense of what Ellie told her. It took some comprehensive moments of pain and pleasure before she could obtain a grasp of the extent of her body’s keen response. At the same time, Olu Shango kept up his effort of stretching her pussy. His feature grew grim as he soon began receiving stimuli of pleasure from having his prick lodged inside her. Angie remained tense against Ellie as her lust melded with her cries, which gushed out of her mouth with ease. Olu lifted one of Angie’s leg, which forced her to lean further into Ellie’s arms while still maintaining his tempered momentum. Angie shuttered her eyes to the wave of passionate lust exploding within her; the lust made her muscles shiver from what she was experiencing. Ellie rubbed her perky tits and even made brief attempts at kissing her as a means to soothe her pain. The sex so absorbed Angie that her body seemed out of her control. For whatever she imagined, she could have been floating outside her body, except the experience was compounded by the fucking she was receiving.

Olu Shango lowered her leg and Angie broke into a spasm when he pulled out of her. He waited until she felt some good response before getting her to lie on the ground. Ellie knelt before her Master and fluffed his cock for a moment before moving aside for him to lower himself onto Angie who laid with her legs apart for him. Shango licked two of his fingers, inserted them into Angie’s cunt and watched her squirm and undergo jerking motions as more erratic spasms raked her womb. Ellie knelt beside Angie as she continued her whimpering frenzy. When Olu felt ready, he edged closer and rubbed the bulbous tip of his prick against her vulva, teasing her with it, before then sliding it into her.

“Uhh!” Angie groaned and her body jerked itself toward wanting him. She grabbed Olu’s arm like she intended to push him away but to no avail. Shango had no intention of taking things easy with her. He plummeted her deeper, to which her body tensed and her backside once again arched from the floor. “Aaahhh . . . Aahhh! You’re so . . . SO HUGE!”

Ellie crackled. “You’ve no idea, honey.”

Olu then got Angie in a kneeling position, to which Ellie sat in front of her so Angie could rest her head upon Ellie’s thigh. She kept on with her soothing words and gestures while Angie went on taking Master’s Shango’s bruteness; her body jerked forward with each thrust. Olu grabbed her by her hips and switched up his pace, including his position. At one time, he stood on his haunches and thrust down into her warm sheath, then later balanced himself on his hands with his feet spread apart and went on plowing her pussy as though he was performing push-ups. The pressure in his balls built its way toward the tip of his penis. Ellie sensed her Master was building to a climax and didn’t let up from urging Angie to keep taking his dick.

“Yes, that’s it, honey,” she cooed while caressing Angie’s face. “Don’t you dare fight it, babe. Keep taking it. Master Shango’s cock is all you need.”

Angie heard herself groaning louder and louder, though it seemed to be coming from another realm. The pain and lust became so exquisitely intertwined she couldn’t make sense of her emotions anymore. At some point, everything became as black as night to her and she promptly slipped into another world.