The WereNympho

[katydarling]

Lily was adopted, so she had noone to teach her about the curse. For generations, the women of her family suffered from a curse laid on her great great grandmother, a notorious prude. Despite her husband's loyalty over the years, she absolutely refused any sexual contact with him except for the express purpose of procreation. His frustration caused him to have a heart attack as a young man, and as he lay dying, he said, 'If only the women in this family would lighten up and put out once in a while." Since he said that, the women of his family suffered from his curse. Starting at their 18th birthday, every month, for the three nights of the full moon, the women of his family simply could not say no.

Lily's birthday was in October, and the first night of the full moon was the night of the big Halloween party on campus, and she had no idea what to expect as she slipped into the red satin minidress that was the centerpiece of her devil constume. She had high heeled red thigh high boots to match, and long, elbow length gloves. Her black hair almost hid the little red horns that she wore for the occasion, and under the dress she wore the little red satin gstring that had come with the dress. It was a little risque, but it was halloween, and everyone was going to be looking a little slutty.

She was a pretty girl, but had only had one boyfriend, in High School. They had stayed together over the summer, but since they'd started college, she hadn't heard from him. She was a little taller than average, and curvy under her skimpy dress, with long dark hair and green eyes.

 

[prognosticat]

The cute girl in the devil outfit got his attention the moment she'd come in. What he noticed first was her face. It had that sweetness that always turned him on, mixed with a hint of mischief at the edges of her mouth and eyes. But the patches of smooth, pale, exposed skin on her upper thighs and arms certainly added interest.

He stole glances at her as she meandered around the room. But when she began moving toward the snack table, he realized he had nothing to lose.

"The pumpkin pie filling with the gummy worms isn't too bad, but I think the chili with intestines is the best."

Alex wasn't sure why he'd come to the Halloween party. Every time his friends dragged him to a party it turned out the same. They got shitfaced and made utter pricks of themselves, while he stood around the snack table gobbling little smokeys and nachos, or in this case "brain pie" and candy corn. It wasn't that he had a general tendency to overeat, but he just never knew what to do with himself at these events.

He tried to make smalltalk, but it just made no sense to him. Did people really talk about the weather and bla bla bla, and this and that? Did it really make people seem more interesting to each other to state and restate the obvious? He could think of plenty of interesting things to talk about, but nobody seemed to want to talk about those things at parties.

Eddie was always trying to give him advice. "Be confident when you talk to a girl. Give her a compliment -- but don't act too interested. Ask for what you want. Don't beat around the bush. But don't let on too early that you want her." It all seemed like such self-contradictory tripe. He figured that Eddie and the other guys didn't really know what made them so apparently attractive to women. They just assumed that whatever they were doing must be the right thing, so they held their own behavior out as exemplary.

Tonight, as they came to the door of the large old house, Trevor had pressed a foil condom packet into his hand, saying "Here, you'll need this," in a tone drenched in mock-seriousness. Trevor was such an asshole.

Still, it couldn't hurt to be a little more direct and outgoing. When there was someone he was attracted to, he was usually inhibited by the fear of turning her off. In his mind, he was gradually building up a relationship and a rapport with her, so that one day she would wake up and suddenly realize he was more than "just a friend." So far this stratagem appeared to be working a bit too gradually. Several of his "just a friends" were now dating other guys who had simply walked up and asked them out.

So when Alex saw the devil-girl, he made up his mind just to talk to her. Even if he came out looking like a dork, how could that make his situation any worse than it already was? He was a college sophomore who had never had a date with a girl. Why should he be afraid of failure when he had nowhere to go but up?

Her response to Alex' assessment of the snack table was muted but she grinned and put a little dab of the chili on a paper plate. It almost seemed, despite the daring devil costume, that she didn't feel entirely in her element here either. Of course, it might be his own presence she was reacting to.

"Hi, I'm Alex. What's your name?" Why not press on? She hadn't run away screaming yet.
"I'm Lily."
"I like your costume. I know mine sucks, I just threw it together at the last minute. If I had my mask on you could tell better that I'm supposed to be a zombie. But I really like yours. I like the way you can barely see the devil horns in your hair. It's kinda subtle." What the hell did that mean? It was true -- he did like the fact that the little horns just peeked out of her black hair. It was strangely sexy.
"Thanks," said Lily. Her smile grew.
"Let's go over there and get some punch," suggested Alex.
"Okay."

As she headed off to the other table, Alex worked up the courage to make a bold move. He gently placed his left hand in the small of Lily's back as he escorted her to the drinks. His heart beat faster as he did this, but she didn't pull away. If anything, it seemed to put her more at ease with him. He liked the feel of the satin under his fingers, conforming to the shapely curves of Lily's back. As he thought about it, it seemed like an awfully forward thing for him to have done on first meeting. But if she didn't like it, she would undoubtedly let him know.

Not only had Lily failed to pull away from his hand, but she seemed to have inched closer to him, so that by the time they reached the beverage table, her right elbow was touching his side.

This party was starting to look up.

 

[katydarling]

She looked at Alex as they came to the punchbowl. He was definitely not her type. She usually went for the jocks and the tough guys. There was something she loved about having a strong man beside her, and they tended to carry a lot of authority around campus, even if it was simply through intimidation. A guy like Alex, awkward and out of place in his own body, wouldn't do anything good for her status.

She didn't want to be a bitch, but she hadn't dressed up like this to meet a dork. She could meet a hot guy tonight and keep him on the string til Christmas before he noticed she wasn't really the sexy little devil he had been after. She would try to let him down easy, she thought, except that she was giggling at his jokes like he was someone interesting. When she tried to tell him that she was meeting someone, she just ended up saying "So what is your costume supposed to be anyway?"

She tried to step away when she felt his hand on her back. That was way too much for a guy like him to get away with, but instead she found herself moving closer, so his arm slipped around her waist. She looked up at him, and everything she wanted to say seemed to fizzle out before she could say it. If people saw them like this, what would they think of her?

Instead, when they reached the punchbowl, she took one look and giggled. She looked up at him and grinned. "Ooh, try to get me an eyeball!"

 

[prognosticat]

Lily giggled at the sight of the punch bowl full of eyeballs.
"Ooh, try to get me an eyeball!" she said with a grin.

"One eyeball punch, coming up!" Alex loved the playful attitude she displayed. Lily seemed so unlike all those bitchy, overly serious girls. Right now, anyway, it just seemed as if she wanted to have fun. Most importantly, she seemed to be willing to have fun with him.

True to his word, Alex made sure he fished out an eyeball for Lily's punch. He wasn't sure what the punch was spiked with, but he liked it pretty well, and it was fun seeing Lily grinning at him as she sipped punch with eyeball. They fell into easy chat about classes, people they knew, and nothing in particular. Alex was surprised at how effortless it seemed with Lily. Maybe it was her personality. Maybe it was the fact that he had initiated this conversation having made the conscious decision that he wasn't going to worry about rejection.

After a few minutes of chit-chat, Alex refilled their punch glasses.

"Check out that chick. What's she supposed to be? Even my lame-ass zombie outfit is better than that. You know, Lily, you've got the best costume of any girl here. Or, at least, you look the best in it. But," he added, before she could make any reply, "you'd look even better out of it."

"There," he thought to himself, "is that direct enough for you, Eddie, you dumb-ass? She's going to slap me in the face -- and she probably should. But what the fuck? Even being slapped in the face by a girl like Lily would be more exciting than standing around stuffing his face with more snacks.

 

[katydarling]

She wasn't quite sure what was happening to her. It couldn't have been the punch because it started happening before she even drank any, but here she was, making small talk with this weird kid. She wasn't exactly having a bad time, but she just didn't feel quite like herself. She wasn't into nerds. Not that she knew of, anyway. Still, something was happening, because she felt that heat growing in her, and she kept smiling at him.

"... you'd look even better out of it."

She giggled. Bad porn lines from a guy with no apparent social skills, and she was giggling like it was a cool thing to say. She looked around, wondering if she had the nerve to strip in front of all these people. When she caught herself, she blushed. She couldn't stop thinking about being naked, all of a sudden. Her eyes turned to Alex, and she found she was short of breath. She leaned close, nodding with her eyes at all the people milling around them.

"It's a little crowded for that here, don't you think?"

 

[prognosticat]

"It's a little crowded for that here, don't you think?"

Lily's response defused the situation. She'd taken it in the spirit in which it was intended. A flirty little joke, that was all. Not to be taken much more seriously than smalltalk about school and the weather. It was sexy banter. Harmless fun. For the most part.

"Well, then I guess we need to find some place a little more private. Let's see where this stairway leads."

Alex took her by the hand and led her up the staircase near the front entryway. They passed the second floor, still occupied by partygoers who'd escaped the ground level, then proceeded upstairs to the third floor, where they found themselves in a hallway with four doors on each side.

Having escaped the crowd, Alex was really beginning to feel more self-assured, and while he initially had intended to take a jesting tone, what he said next actually came out sounding more like a serious suggestion, for which he appeared to be awaiting a response:
"Well, it seems we've left the crowd downstairs. Now I guess you're clear to flash me without causing a scene."

 

[katydarling]

She knew she should break this off before she did something she'd regret with this strange guy, but she was curious where he was taking her. Curious and, she admitted to herself, excited. Somehow, something had changed in her, and she was no longer as bothered by his being so awkward. She actually found herself getting more and more aroused as they went up the stairs.

She couldn't help herself. She knew this wasn't the kind of guy she was into, but she went with him anyway. She knew it was a bad idea to go with a guy at this kind of party, but her body just went. The part of her that was in control seemed to have lost control, and the new person in charge seemed to be up for anything. Eager for it, even.

"...I guess you're clear to flash me without causing a scene," he said. As if it was her idea to flash him. She knew she should slap him, but instead, she turned her back. Her hands reached down to the hem of her dress and slid it up to her waist. It was completely wrong, she knew, but somehow it was turning her on. She wasn't the kind of girl who picked up guys and got sexy with them right away, but here she was, with this guy of all guys.

She felt herself blushing a little as she slid the dress higher, pulling it up over her breasts. She had gone without a bra, and her pale skin seemed to almost glow in the dim light of the hall. Her dark red nipples were standing out hard, and she turned slowly. Then she turned back to face him, and pulled the dress over her head. She shook her hair loose as the slip of red dangled from her fingertip.

 

[prognosticat]

"Holy Fuck," thought Alex, as Lily pulled her little red devil dress over her head and off, standing before him with her torso completely exposed. He had figured that if he was really lucky, and she was in the right kind of playful mood, she might just pull the top of her dress down for a second or two and give him a quick peek at her tits. More likely would have been a whack over the head with her devil's pitch fork.

But now she stood before him, with a peculiar, but attractive grin, her cheeks turning the color of her costume. Somehow the little devil horns had managed to stay on her head as she pulled off her dress. Lily's youthful breasts seemed perfect handfulls to Alex, framed by the remains of her costume. Now he was horny as hell, and his swollen cock throbbed behind his torn up, bloodied zombie pants.

Alex had thought this hallway secluded enough for a quick look at her tits and some more flirting, but as she stood there in nothing more than gloves, boots, and a G-string, he started to reassess the situation.

He quickly pulled himself out of his hormone-induced shock.

"Well. I was right. As great as you look in that costume, you do look a lot better without it."

He reached out his hand and gently, almost reverently, cupped her left breast, rubbing his thumb across her hard nipple.

Will reached for the nearest doorknob. In these old campus houses they locked the main doors, but the rooms had no locks of their own. He pushed it open and found a room, empty of the signs of habitation, with a few pieces of college furniture and a bed with a bare mattress.

"Hey, devil-woman," Alex whispered, "let's go in here."

 

[katydarling]

She grinned at his name for her. She did feel devilish, almost naked in the unused attic of this old dorm, letting this stranger fondle her breast. His hand felt so good, she couldn't help but lean into it, just a little. Her gloved hand covered his, holding it to her breast, and she slipped past him into the room, backing up slowly, awkward in her high heels. With a wink, she hung her dress on the doorknob.

On the one hand, she knew she was making a huge mistake. She was not an easy girl, usually, but here she was, and she could barely remember his first name. Not only that, he was a geek. He'd be the kind of guy who couldn't resist bragging to his friends about his conquest, and suddenly she'd be the geek flavor of the week. If only his hand didn't feel so good, she thought. If only she wasn't so horny, all of a sudden. She wasn't the sort who needed sex like this, but all she could think about all night long was cocks.

Her eyes drifted down, trying to get a look at his through his ratty old jeans. She hoped they were just part of his zombie costume, but she had a feeling he just didn't know when to let go of a good thing. She grinned at the sight of the bulge swelling against the front.

 

[prognosticat]

Alex couldn't help but wonder how far she would let him go, but he was starting to get the impression that for now, at least, she was his.

He looked at her mouth, with its quirky-sexy grin, and knew he needed to taste her lips. He reached his arm around her waist and pulled her close. He brought his lips against hers. Though inexperienced, Alex wasn't ignorant -- he knew very well what went where, and it didn't take him long to get the hang of open-mouthed french kissing. His left hand firmly held her close, right in the small of her back, while his right hand went back to work on her breasts and nipples, caressing, gently pulling, tweaking, and teasing; making up in a few short minutes for years of frustrated yearning, wishing, and countless hours of whacking off to Internet porn.

But Alex was determined not to be a jerk, so far as he was capable of discerning what that would mean to Lily. He didn't know why she was giving him this gift, but he was determined to treat it like a gift and receive it gratefully. He knew this was probably a one-off thing. Maybe something to do with the full moon. All the more reason to make it good for both of them.

At length, Alex pulled away from her mouth.

"You're delicious," he whispered.

He dropped to his knees and stared into Lily's magnificent breasts. He licked a nipple, then blew air across it to cool it. Then he licked it again, and put his mouth over it, sucking it in, and savoring the taste and feel of it on his tongue. Then he gave the other one similar treatment while running his fingers lightly down her sides and gently caressing her ass cheeks.

Still sucking and licking her breasts, he unbuttoned his tattered zombie shirt and let it fall to the floor. Finally he stood, and pushing his bulging erection to one side to make way for the zipper, unzipped his pants and stepped out of them, kicking off his grave-muddied shoes in the process. His shorts (which did not participate in the zombie theme) stretched pointlessly around his hard-on for a few moments before he removed them as well.

"Well, devil-girl," he said in a low voice, "I don't think you're going to need this anymore." He hooked his finger around the front of her G-string.

 

[katydarling]

As he stripped, she watched him, her eyes dancing with excitement. He wasn't the kind of sculpted specimen of manhood that she had been with before, but there was something arousing about him still. When his shorts slipped, she couldn't help purring at the sight of his cock. Normally, she thought they were pretty ugly little beasts, but this one was fascinating. She could hardly believe herself, but she wiggled her hips eagerly for him as he slid her g string off, exposing her smooth shaved pussy, the pouting lips glistening already.

She stepped out of them and then wrapped her arms around him. She pressed herself against him, smiling up at him, somehow as sure as if she did this all the time.

 

[prognosticat]

More than anything at that moment, Alex needed to get up close and personal with Lily's pussy. He'd seen plenty of pictures and videos, but he knew none of them could convey the true mystery of cunt in the ways he longed to perceive it.

Still locked in Lily's embrace, Alex lifted her off the floor and brought her to the bed, setting her gently down on the bare mattress. He kissed her, starting from her lips, working down every inch of her body, until he was positioned, kneeling on the floor in front of her, with her legs spread apart and her naked, damp labia exposed before him.

He began by kissing the soft skin all around her pussy; licking, tasting, probing, smelling, taking it all in with as many senses as he could bring to bear. Then he opened up her lips with his fingers, finding the hood of the clitoris, looking down inside her cunt at the shiny muscular pink and red flesh, silently marveling at seeing with his own eyes this womanly beauty for the first time.

He moved his lips forward and french kissed her spread pussy as he had her mouth, probing inside with his tongue. After a couple minutes of drinking in the experience of her anatomy, Alex began to get serious about pleasuring her clit. He began by slowly licking it, all up and down the length of its hood. He couldn't resist using his fingers to gently pull the hood back and see if he could catch a glimpse of the little nub itself. Finally he fell into the simplest thing: lapping and flicking with his tongue, sometimes faster, sometimes slower, but overall gradually increasing in tempo and intensity, occasionally jabbing his tongue down into her fuck-hole as deep as he could, then returning it to its clitoral ministrations.

As he ate her, he reached up to play with her nipples. He felt as alive as a zombie could feel.

 

[katydarling]

She moaned as his tongue explored her, her body spread out, naked for him, each touch of his mouth made her squirm, each stroke made her gasp. Her fingers reached down, tangling in his hair, holding his head between her thighs, her pussy flowing free, dizzy with pleasure.

When his hands covered her breasts, squeezing her nipples, it was too much, she started cumming. Her thighs squeezing his head, as her hips twisted, grinding her pussy against his face, screaming with her release.

As soon as the surge of pleasure eased back, she felt a sense of shock. She rarely got off with boys, whether from licking or fucking. She never trusted them enough to let go that way with them, but here she was, cumming loud and hard with this complete stranger in an abandoned room upstairs at a party. What was happening to her?

 

[prognosticat]

Alex had made Lily come with his mouth, and he couldn't have been more pleased with himself. But now he needed to experience her pussy with his cock. He stood up and eased Lily farther onto the bed. He climbed on top of her, propping his body up on his elbows. He looked into her face and saw no sign warning him away.

Alex slid his right hand under the back of Lily's head and brought his lips down to hers. Wetness from cunnilingus covered Lily's thighs and pussy, easing Alex' probing with the end of his dick. He found the space between her lips and slid down. Slowly he eased the head inside her vagina, savoring every nuance of sensation afforded by this first entry.

When he had entered her to his full length, he rocked his pelvis forward, as if to go still further inside. He held himself there, kissing her eagerly, feeling the muscles in Lily's pussy gently grabbing and pulling his cock.

Slowly he started to thrust in and out, denying with great difficulty the urge to pump with furious speed. He had waited too long for this to squander it in a few seconds.

He pulled away from her mouth, bringing both hands to rest beneath Lily's shoulder blades. Now he vigorously sucked and licked at Lily's breasts, delighting in their smooth firmness.

He fucked her slowly like this until he realized he needed a break to keep from coming. Reluctantly, he pulled out of her cunt. He guided Lily to get on her knees at the edge of the bed, her ass hanging over the floor, and her face against the mattress, with the lovely, shapely expanse of her back exposed to his view.

Alex found his pants and dug out the little foil packet he'd been handed as a joke before the party.

"Fuck you, Trevor," thought Alex. "I am getting pussy right now, and I bet you're passed out in your own vomit, you dumbass." He put the condom on his dick, hoping that the break in stimulation along with the reduced sensitivity of using the condom might give him a longer ride in devil-girl's pussy.

He stood on the floor behind Lily, and guided his cock back inside her waiting cunt. He started slow again, but gradually increased the tempo of his pounding. He liked the depth and control he could achieve in this position, and it allowed him to rub Lily's creamy back, and even reach around and fondle her tits.

Yes. He was glad his friends had dragged him to this party.

 

[katydarling]

When he slid his cock into her, her whole body seemed to shiver. It wasn't like this was her first time with a guy, but it was the first time she had felt so ready. It was the first time she had felt like she needed cock. She hadn't even recognized what she was feeling until he was buried in her, but as soon as he was, she understood.

"Ooooh yessss," she moaned, "fuck me!"

She blushed when she heard herself say it. She was usually pretty quiet during sex and she never talked dirty, but everything was different tonight. As he stroked in and out of her, she felt herself lifting up, like she was made of air. it was like cumming, but it didn't stop.

When he pulled out, her eyes opened and she stared at him. Why would he do that? She saw he was putting a condom on and she sighed. She knew he should, it was the right thing to do, but she didn't want to feel latex, she wanted to feel his cock.

Taking her from behind, still stroking her slowly, she raked her nails across the bed. He started to pick up speed, and she pushed back, needing more.

"Fuck me like you mean it," she whispered. "Fuck me hard."

 

[prognosticat]

"Fuck me like you mean it," she whispered. "Fuck me hard."

Alex redoubled his efforts, slamming his pelvis against her ass with each stroke, driving his cock deep inside her warm pussy.

"I'll fuck you, devil-girl." He grabbed her curvy hips and pulled her toward him every time he thrust forward. Twice he had to stop and pull out for a minute to keep from coming, but when he did, he shoved three fingers in Lily's cunt and kept fucking her that way. After the second break, he felt like he had reached a new plateau, where he could continue fucking at a good clip for quite some time without losing it. He loved seeing his dick push its way inside her tight hole each time he re-entered her.

He pinched and twisted her nipples from behind as he pumped her slit relentlessly. He'd found his groove and was going to ride it as long as he could.

 

[katydarling]

She clenched her teeth in frustration the third or fourth time he stopped, leaving her teetering on the edge, but holding back from her the thing she needed. Each time he shoved his fingers in her, she waited, trying to be patient but it wasntfingers she wanted. Her body didn't need fingers. She needed cock, and she needed to feel him filling her with it and flooding her with his cum.

"Please," she moaned, her desperation growing. The terrible thing was that she didn't know why she needed it. It was like something had switched in her and she suddenly didn't care about who she was fucking. She just needed to be fucked and to feel his cum. "don't stop ... I want to feel you cum."

 

[prognosticat]

"Please, don't stop ... I want to feel you cum."

"Is that really what you want?" asked Alex. She moaned her assent. Alex pulled out one more time, but with one swift motion yanked off the condom, and almost without missing a beat, drove back into her needy pussy. That was just Trevor's way of trying to make fun of him, anyway.

"You think you can make me come with your pussy, do you? Is that what you think, devil-girl? Think you can make me come? I'm going to make you come first. I'm going to fuck your little cunny till you come again, and then I'm going to fill you full of my cum. I'm going to fuck you till you come, baby, then I'm going to come inside you!" He slapped her ass and pinched her nipples as he drove into her again and again.

He'd definitely now gone beyond the early stages where a premature ejaculation was a strong possibility, and had reached a plateau where he could go for a long time. He had practiced this in long hours of masturbation, though he certainly found that fucking a real woman's pussy was a much more stimulating situation, with more variables that weren't under his direct control. Still, he recognized the feeling of crossing a threshold beyond which there was smooth sailing for a good long while.

"Do you want more? Do you want my thumb in your ass while I fuck your pussy?" he asked as he pinched her nipple and continued to drive into her fiery slot from behind.

 

[prognosticat]

He gave her ass a little slap while he waited for her response.