By Bernie
 

Caitlin Fairchild laid down on the white sofa, staring vacantly at the ceiling, drifting between consciousness and light sleep.  The constant ticking sounds of a nearby grandfather clock kept her relatively awake, and also alerted her when 4 o'clock arrived with a series of chimes.  Caitlin bolted up and checked the windows.  Just as scheduled, the taxi appeared in front of the manor and its lone passenger was assisted out out of the vehicle.  Caitlin quickly ran up to the doorway, regaining her composure so she could await her visitor with an air of calmness.  Taking a deep breath, Caitlin opened the door.

"Welcome home, Lara." Caitlin greeted as she warmly embraced her lover.  She fought back tears as she relished in the warmth of Lara's body against hers.  She ran a hand through Lara's chestnut hair and rested her cheek against her silky tresses.  For a moment, the two women became one.

"It's good to be home." Lara whispered.

"Thank you for coming back here to take care of things." Lara said graciously.

"It was hard to leave you behind, but I guess someone had to take care of all your messages and bills and stuff.  It all really piled up." Caitlin admitted.  "How was your three-week hospital stay?"

"The food was lousy, but I think I'm better.  I just had a few psychological quirks to work out; you know, the obsession with Sebastian."

"I know, I know that obsession all too well.  Let's sit down, we can talk more about it." Caitlin insisted, lifting Lara's heavy bags effortlessly.

"Still as strong as ever I see." Lara complimented as she stroked Caitlin's arms, laid bare by the tank top she wore.

"I think I used to be stronger.  A lifetime ago.  But I can still make a pretty good substitute for a car jack." Caitlin smirked.

Caitlin and Lara sat down on the white sofa, still warm from Caitlin's body.  A moment of awkward silence passed between the two women as they contemplated what to say to each other, knowing that despite their love, there was a lot to discuss about recent events.

"So Caitlin," Lara began, breaking the silence, "I want to know, why exactly did you push me into the pit?"

"Aren't you glad I did?"

"Yes, for once I can say I'm glad you had a beast rape me.  But, I thought you wanted Sebastian back?"

"Lara," Caitlin sighed, "I hate Sebastian and everything he stood for.  He used me like a plaything, like he did countless other women.  I thought with him dead, it was finally over, but then I realized that there was still a few loose ends to tie up."

"So to set things straight, you used me and Jean like pawns."

"I hate to say 'pawns', but I did use you two.  I knew that if Jean came here, then it had something to do with Sebastian.  Her whole life was devoted to Sebastian, she was just like what I used to be.  So I decided to play along.  And I'll admit, letting myself go, acting like the whore I used to be, I kind of liked it."

"What do you mean?"

"Lara, you know that Sebastian didn't just enslave me.  He tapped into my hidden desires, and fulfilled them.  I wanted to be hurt.  My body is really tough, and it gave me a high tolerance for pain.  And I just loved how good it felt to have a demon inside me, have him climax inside me, and have him abuse me.  Jean probably told you how she found me being whipped by that guy for money?"

"Yes."

"I did it because I needed it.  It was like a drug Lara, and I was in withdrawal.  But it wasn't the same.  I realized that pretty soon, nothing could ever be the same."

"So, how are you now?"

"I'm okay.  After seeing you and Jean, and what you had become compared to what you were before, made me realize how stupid my problems were."

"Stupid?"

"Sex took over your life, and Jean's life.  And here I was, trying to live a normal life but I still wanted to be treated like a whore.  It was just so backwards!  I worked so hard to free myself of Sebastian and rebuild my life, and I was starting to throw it all away.  I didn't want to become like what I was."

"Or what I had become." Lara admitted shamefully.

"Sort of, yes." Caitlin blurted, realizing a split second later the insensitivity of her remark.  "I'm sorry."

"It's alright." insisted Lara.  "I'm the one who will be apologizing to you for the rest of my life."

"You don't have to."

"I insist.  Caitlin, if there's anything I can do for you that can even start to make up for everything that's happened, just name it."

"There is one thing." Caitlin said, uncertainty marring her voice.

***

A few days later

Caitlin Fairchild once again found herself in the position of waiting anxiously before the front door.  Once again, she heard the sound of a taxi cab pull up in front of the house, and through the windows she could see a single female figure emerge from the back seat.  Caitlin's heart raced and she began to fidget when the taxi's passenger stopped and just stared at the house for a few seconds, as if overwhelmed with the manor's immense size.  Caitlin worried the taxi's passenger would turn around and disappear from her life once again, but at the same time Caitlin didn't want to open the door and appear too forceful.  The question of what to do next wracked Caitlin's mind so much that she visibly shivered.

"So she's your half sister huh?" Lara asked casually, hoping she could calm Caitlin down.

"Yeah, I can't thank you enough for this Lara." Caitlin said with anxiety.

"It's no problem Caitlin.  I would do anything for you.  But try to relax, the girl's been through a lot from what you've told me."

"I'll try to relax, but she really, really hates me.  And I want her to feel like this is her home now."

The sounds of knocking came from the other side.  Caitlin took a deep breath and opened the door.  She saw Roxy standing before her, a small bag in her hand.  Much of her was different from the last time Caitlin saw her.  She was cleaned up, and clearly had plenty of rest.  She wore a long overcoat over her body that was completely closed up, with heavy boots over her feet.  Her left hand held the jacket together in the front despite the fact it was securely buttoned; she was nervous about exposing her body.  Her hair, which was previously dirty and long due to a long period of negligence, was cut short, with her pink bangs dangling to about the length of her face.  The expression on her lovely visage was completely stoic however, compared to the nervous wreck Caitlin met before, but Caitlin did not find the new expression much of an improvement.

"Roxy, hi." Caitlin greeted with an exuberant, but genuine, smile.  "It's so good to see you."

"What do you care Caitlin?" Roxy replied coldly.  "You don't even know who I am."

The words were like ice in Caitlin's stomach, she half expected this reaction from Roxy but that did not help her deal with the disappointment.  "Roxy, we've been over this before.  What's important is that I know you're Roxy Spaulding, and you're my half sister."

"That doesn't mean you automatically love me or anything." Roxy snorted.  "I only came because I have nowhere else to go, and your girlfriend here was willing to pay for everything."

"Her name is Lara." Caitlin added, with a hint of annoyance in her voice.

"Hi Roxy." Lara greeted with a smile and a small wave.

"Hi Lara, thanks for paying my way here.  I hope my sister doesn't turn on you too someday." Roxy spat.  She then quickly walked past Lara, and dashed up the stairs.  She chose the nearest bedroom door and disappeared into it.

"Umm..." Caitlin said awkwardly, embarrassed at Roxy's behavior.

"Don't worry about it, that bedroom can be hers." Lara approved jokingly.

***

That evening

"Roxy won't come out of her room." Caitlin sighed as she laid back naked on Lara's massive bed.  She watched Lara drop her robe, revealing all of her exquisite body, and crawl into bed to join her.

"I'm so sorry." Lara said as she crawled onto the bed, her tits hanging and swaying beneath her.  "Let me make you feel better tonight, we can deal with Roxy tomorrow."

Lara slinked beneath the sheets, stroking Caitlin's silky thighs wantonly as she knelt between them.  Caitlin sighed, spreading her legs apart as she felt Lara's hot breath on her pussy.

"It's been so long Lara, since we've done this." Caitlin moaned, her voice breathless with anticipation.  Caitlin tossed the sheets off the bed and exchanged a lust-filled glance with her lover.  "Prove you still got it."

As Lara's lips met with the lips of Caitlin's womanhood, the sound of the bedroom door opening interrupted their passion.  Caitlin and Lara turned to see Roxy standing in the half open door with her mouth hanging open in shock.

"Oh fuck I'm sorry." Roxy apologetically cursed as she quickly turned around, ready to leave.

"No, no it's okay!" Caitlin insisted, crawling off the bed and running up to her sister.

"What's wrong Roxy?" the stunning redhead asked as she hugged Roxy against her naked body, stroking Roxy's dark hair gently.

"I, I couldn't sleep alone Caitlin, I was scared." Roxy admitted, allowing her head to rest against Caitlin's sternum.

"Scared?  Of what?"

"Of, that, that they would come and get me again." Roxy replied; her tone revealed what a struggle it was for her to admit her fear.

"Oh, you're afraid that someone is going to come and rape you.  Don't worry, you're safe here." Caitlin said reassuringly, affectionately stroking Roxy's hair as she spoke.

"You being naked doesn't help anything!" Roxy suddenly snapped, forcing Caitlin's arm off her.  "I sometimes have nightmares that you'll rape me like you, like you did."

"Shh, settle down Roxy." Caitlin whispered soothingly, holding the girl by the shoulders.  "Let me make you feel better."

"No, no, no, no I don't want you to fuck me." Roxy stammered, her voice breaking down to sobs.  "Please Caitlin, don't fuck me."

"It's not just fucking Roxy.  There's more to it than that, trust me." Caitlin insisted in a soft tone of voice.

Caitlin gently led Roxy to the bed and sat her down.  Sitting behind her sister, Caitlin wrapped her arms around Roxy's slender stomach and held her warmly until she felt the tension in Roxy's body fade away.  Then, Caitlin stroked Roxy's bare shoulders gently with the back of her hand.  Roxy remained stoic, but nonresistant, much to Caitlin's surprise.  Gently, she ran her hands down Roxy's neck to her smooth shoulders, and slowly pulled down the straps of her nightgown.  "Just tell me if you don't like this." Caitlin purred as she raised Roxy's slender arms and lifted the nightgown off her young body.

"Why are you shaking so much Roxy?" Caitlin asked in a soothing voice as she gently rubbed her sister's bare back with soft fingertips.

"I'm scared Caitlin, I don't know if I can ever have sex again, I keep thinking about the time..." Roxy stammered breathlessly, her frame visibly shaking with fear.

"Shhh, it's okay Roxy." Caitlin whispered as she held her sister's arms.  Caitlin pressed their bodies together, Roxy could feel Caitlin's breasts and erect nipples brush against her back, as well as the heat from her sensuous body.  A heat that Roxy found involuntarily arousing, an arousal betrayed by her stiffening nipples and increased heaving of her chest.

"Lara, just let me make love to her first, but you can watch." Caitlin said to Lara.

"Okay." Lara replied as she crawled to the other end of the immense bed.

"No, don't...please..." Roxy begged, her body trembling.

Caitlin turned her attention back to her frightened sister.  "You're afraid, but it'll be different this time.  Maybe, you're afraid of men from now on, but maybe you'd prefer the soft touch of a woman."

"There was nothing soft about what you did to me!" Roxy snapped.  "Oh fuck I'm sorry Caitlin, but...I don't know..." Roxy pouted, turning her head slightly away from Caitlin.

"Just relax." Caitlin insisted, her hands beginning to wander slowly over Roxy's nude body.  "Just let go.  Let yourself go."

"No Caitlin...I..." Roxy began, but her voice soon trailed off to soft breathing.

Roxy closed her eyes and soon her fearful quivers began to subside thanks to Caitlin's sensual caresses.  Roxy gasped with growing pleasure as Caitlin cupped her tits, stroking her nipples with her fingers until they became hard and erect.  Roxy's supple body melted into Caitlin's, gyrating with lust almost in sync with Caitlin's gentle, deft caresses.

Caitlin's left hand gently slid down Roxy's flat stomach to rest over her warm pussy.  Roxy moaned, her right hand following Caitlin's lead to join her between her thighs.  Caitlin's slender fingers pried open the tender lips of Roxy's pussy and stroked the throbbing bud of her clit.  Roxy moaned softly, her body beginning to writhe within Caitlin's embrace.  Roxy's fingers entwined with Caitlin's as the heat between Roxy's legs intensified, eliciting harsher moans from Roxy's panting lips.  Roxy leaned her head backwards so she and Caitlin could kiss.  At first it was just a soft, gentle caressing of their lips, which grew in intensity as Roxy found how pleasurable it was.  Soon, the two girls frenched, slipping their tongues into each other's mouths to stroke and fondle each other lovingly.

Roxy turned herself around and wrapped her arms around Caitlin.  The two girls rejoined at the lips, this time kissing with even more feverish passion, harsh gasps escaping the union of their caressing lips and tongues.  Roxy gently descended to the bed with Caitlin, their tits pressed together while they continued to tongue each other.

"Let me suck your cunt." Caitlin whispered, stroking her sister's left buttock affectionately.

"I, I don't know..." Roxy hesitated.

"I'll be gentle.  You'll like it.  I promise."

"I, I..." Roxy stammered.  "Okay."

Roxy spread her legs and mounted Caitlin's face.  She gasped sharply when she felt Caitlin's tongue brush against her pussy, and almost shrieked when Caitlin entered her.  Roxy clawed at the wall in front of her and worked with her pelvis, thrusting against Caitlin wantonly as she succumbed to lustful urgings in her head.  Caitlin reached up and massaged Roxy's bouncing tits while she suckled on Roxy's cunnie and caressed her clitoris with her tongue.  Roxy entwined her fingers with Caitlin's and rested them on her clenching stomach to steady her rocking body.  Roxy panted as she bobbed her ass up and down against Caitlin's face, her tits bouncing and flecking droplets of sweat into the air.

Lara wiped her brow and panted heavily, her skin hot and glistening with perspiration as she watched the two girls wantonly make love in front of her.  As she watched Roxy bounce on Caitlin's face, Roxy turned her head, looked at Lara and curled her lips in a wicked smile.  Lara took that as an invitation and crawled towards the couple.

Lara straddled Caitlin's stomach and cupped Roxy's bouncing tits from behind, stroking her already erect nipples while she leaned forward to kiss the girl on the lips.  Lara was surprised at how eagerly Roxy forced her tongue inside her mouth, and struggled to keep up with the intensity of Roxy's stroking.  Roxy moaned as she kissed Lara passionately on the lips, they pulled their faces apart slightly so Caitlin could see their tongues caressing each other in a wanton display of lust.  Roxy began to pant more urgently and her ribs became visible as her back arched more and more.  Lara and Caitlin held Roxy tight against their bodies as Roxy orgasmed.  The young girl writhed between the two women as honey poured from her cunt into Caitlin's mouth, and her mind exploded with sexual euphoria.

"Now I want you, inside me." Roxy panted to Lara, placing her hands on her buttocks and spreading them open as an alluring cry to the British woman.

Roxy and Lara kissed feverishly one more time before Roxy dismounted Caitlin's face.  Roxy sucked her sister's honey-soaked lips before laying on top of her, resting her head in the valley of her swelling bosom, and spreading her own slender thighs apart for Lara.  Lara liked her teeth wantonly, the smell of fresh honey from Roxy's cunt was intoxicating to her.  After gently caressing the silky skin of Roxy's inner thighs, making her breathless with anticipation, Lara lowered her mouth onto Roxy's dripping pussy.  The young girl gasped sharply and began bucking with her hips, humping Lara's face as the British woman massaged Roxy's labia with tongue, and squeezed her aching clit with her lips.  Roxy closed her eyes and gasped as Lara's tongue slid deeper into her vagina, caressing the walls of her hot fucktunnel.  Roxy raised her slender arms over her head, grasping the silk sheets beneath her while her hips bucked against Lara's sucking lips.  Caitlin raised her arms and held Roxy's hands, supporting the raven-haired girl as she bucked on top of her, her body stiffening as she prepared for climax.

"That's it Roxy!  That's it!" Caitlin cried out over Roxy's increasingly loud moans.  The two girl's fingers entwined tightly as Roxy squealed, her thighs trembling as Lara suckled from the flow of love honey coming from her pussy.  Roxy's body quivered with ecstasy, an incredible heat flowed through her veins as as an orgasm exploded within her, her pussy splattering cum against Lara's nuzzling face.

Her small chest heaving, Roxy basked in her newfound state of euphoria, her body completely relaxed, moulding to the sensuous curves of her sister beneath her.  Caitlin let her hand wander to Roxy's face to stroke her cheek lovingly.  Roxy turned her head towards the stroking hand and licked it, and sucked in Caitlin's slim index finger.

"Give me more." Roxy whispered, drool spilling from her small chin.

It was a request Caitlin and Lara were more than happy to fulfill.  Roxy let go of all her fears and inhibitions over the course of the night, at times overwhelming her lovers with her enthusiasm and sensuality.  After hours of hot love making, the three gorgeous women laid quietly on the bed, their naked bodies gleaming with perspiration and vaginal juices, and radiating with erotic heat.  Although exhausted, they maintained consciousness, their heavy pants were almost in unison.

"How did you like that Roxy?" Caitlin asked as she gently pinched Roxy's left nipple.

"It was, so good." Roxy replied, her eyes glittering with tears.  "I, I never thought..."

"It's different when you're fucking someone you love." Caitlin interrupted.  "Because then, you're doing it because you want the other person to feel good, not just because you want to feel good."

Caitlin's words clearly affected Roxy, for her response came after a few moments of silence.  "I'm, I'm sorry about the things I said to you Caitlin.  Everything I said when we met again in the hospital." Roxy said in a sombre, apologetic tone.

"It's alright.  I know it's horrible I can't remember anything about my past, our past, but that was literally a lifetime ago.  This is my life now, this is who I am now.  And you can be a part of it.  I want you to be a part of it."

Roxy smiled at her sister and kissed her gently on the lips, a kiss of emotional love rather than lust.  "I guess we were off to a bad start.  We can start over right?"

"We can.  We can help each other."

"What do you want me to do?"

"Tell me about me, everything about me that I don't remember."

"But what about this being a new life?"

"I still want to know about who I was.  Everything, good and bad."

"Why?"

"Because it's mine, it was taken from me, and now I want it back.  Will you help me?"

"Yes.  I will." Roxy agreed without hesitation.  "But that could take a while."

"That's okay." Lara insisted.  "You can stay here with us Roxy, but you'll have to learn to pull your own weight around here." Lara murmured as she affectionately stroked Roxy's thigh.

"Like how?" Roxy asked as she pushed a sweat-soaked streak of pink hair out of her face.

"I suppose we could use an assistant.  Someone to handle the administrative side of things, and maybe do some...housework."

"You mean clean this place?"

"Oh, don't worry.  We'll all pitch in, do our fair share of course.  And, there are a lot of fringe benefits."

"Oh, can you list them?" Roxy asked playfully, snuggling closer to Lara.

"Dental plan, long vacation, unlimited usage of the mansion's facilities like the pool and gym.  And an exclusive V.I.P. pass to my bedroom where it's all you can eat pussy, every night.  And there is another reason why cleaning won't be so bad."

"Because I only have to clean one bedroom regularly." Roxy nodded.

"Smart girl."

"I dunno, I think I have to get a better deal than that." Roxy smiled, reaching out to stroke Lara's hot cheek.

Lara smiled back at the lovely young girl, then grasped and brazenly licked Roxy's stroking hand.  "I'm always willing to negotiate."

"Good, because I have a lot of demands." Roxy said before rolling on top of Lara and devouring her soft lips.

"Roxy." Lara moaned as the raven-haired girl began sucking on her tits.  "You've certainly gotten into the spirit of things quickly.

"I know I was really rude and mean before, but, something in my head just kept telling me this would be the right thing to do, that I'd like it." Roxy responded.  "And I do."

The three women continued their wanton fornication, oblivious to their sexual exhaustion and the slow rising of the sun over the horizon.  Lara bucked her hips against Roxy's face, thrashing with ecstasy while Roxy and Caitlin locked their legs together and ground their cunts, rubbing their clits against each other.  Completely unnoticed by the three women, Jean Grey was standing just outside the mansion, staring up at the window a few stories above her.

"That was the best I could do for all of you." Jean thought to herself.  "Caitlin, Lara, and especially Roxy.  Roxy, I hope you can find happiness in our new home.  I helped put you on that path, now it's up to you to see it through."

Jean shuddered for a moment as she felt the psychic ripples of three women climaxing simultaneously.  She closed her eyes, and contemplated for a moment how easy it would be to control them with her mind, or to simply feed off their sexual ecstasy with her telepathic powers.  Jean shook her head in disapproval, and quickly dashed away, wanting to escape the temptation before it overcame her.

***

New York

The sky was as clear and blue as it could be, breeze was as gentle and cool as it should be.  People came out to enjoy this weather, to laugh and have fun.  It was a total contrast to the emotions typically experienced in a cemetery.  That was a point Sara Pezinni and Aspen Matthews were aware of.

"Beautiful day isn't it?" Aspen asked rhetorically, her voice monotone.

"Yes." Sara replied, her voice equally monotone.

Sara and Aspen each knelt and dropped a bouquet of flowers on adjacent graves.  They both stood solemnly at the small stone grave markers, thoughts of tenderness and love going through their minds.  Soon, they departed together, leaving behind the stones that had both been marked 'Beloved' and little more, for Sean Cray and Steven Loft.

***

New York - Sara Pezinni's apartment

Aspen sat quietly on the couch while Sara brewed coffee in the kitchen nearby.  She looked around the apartment, admiring the various pieces of furniture and decorations.  She almost smirked when she realized the reason why she had never noticed these items before, for she and Sara normally spent all their time in the bedroom.

"Here you go." Sara's said as she placed a steaming cup of coffee on the small table in front of Aspen.

Aspen smiled and thanked her before taking the coffee and taking a tentative sip.  Sara always knew how to make the perfect cup of coffee for Aspen, and Aspen smiled as she tasted it once again.

"So." Aspen blurted out before pausing awkwardly.

"So." Sara replied, her emotions too confused to think of a proper reply.

"I'm sorry Sara, I keep thinking about, you know."

"I know, I keep thinking about him too." Sara admitted before taking a long sip from her mug.

"He really was everything I wanted." Aspen reminisced.  "He made me feel important, and strong.  There was only one thing that made him less than perfect."

"What's that?" Sara asked as she sipped from her mug.

"He was a man." Aspen joked, hoping it would break some of the tension between them.

Sara was silent immediately following Aspen's quip, which disturbed the tanned woman.  She worried that she had offended Sara.  But then she noticed a faint smile form on Sara's plush lips, one that transformed into a grin, and then a small laugh.  Aspen found herself letting out a small laugh of her own, and for just a brief second, they laughed heartily in unison.

"Sorry." Aspen apologized as their laugh subsided.  "I didn't mean to..."

"Make me laugh for the first time in ages?" Sara interrupted.  "I don't see any problem with that."

"Yeah, I guess." Aspen shrugged, her smile still beaming off her face.

"So, you're unemployed now Aspen, what will you do?" Sara asked, changing the subject abruptly.

"I don't know Sara, I like staying here with you but I don't know about living in New York.  I like hot beaches of the south, the palm trees, the waves, the surfing.  And especially the marine life.  There's just not so much of it here."

"Well, I can't argue with that, and I understand if you want to find another job in those parts of the country.  Still, I'm more than willing to let you stay here until you find something."

"Thank you, Sara.  By the way, is the Witchblade under control Sara?  I mean, you told me on the plane how it started going crazy on you, but I haven't seen it do anything."

"I sort of have it under control, it'll be an adequate substitute when I'm alone and horny.  I think it likes sex, and since I didn't have any sex for a while it got kind of anxious.

"You know Aspen, I just realized that you can't live here without pulling your own weight just a little bit."

"What did you have in mind?"

"You know, clean the house.  Do the grocery shopping." Sara suggested casually as she slid towards Aspen.  A wicked grin formed on her mouth as she added, "Pleasuring me sexually."

Aspen let out a wicked smile of her own and allowed Sara to trap her against the edge of the couch.  The two women were so close they could feel their heavy breaths against each other's faces, and could almost feel each other's increased heartbeat and swelling of each other's bosoms.

"How about I make my first payment, landlord?" Aspen suggested playfully in a breathless tone.  She reached forward and slipped her fingers beneath the hem of Sara's sweater.  Sara raised her arms and allowed Aspen to remove the garment, shaking her head and straightening her long, thick mane of hair once it was cleared.  She was panting heavily, her breasts heaving and feeling heavy within the confines of her bra, and her skin felt hot and flushed.

"What's wrong?" Aspen asked, taking notice of Sara's unusually heavy breathing.

"It's just that, I never thought I'd do this again." Sara admitted, her tone reducing to a gentle sob.  "And I just can't believe that you're here, and..."

Sara fell silent as Aspen leaned forward and closed the gap between their faces.  Aspen placed her right hand on the back of Sara's skull and pulled her closer so she could kiss her on the lips.  Aspen sucked on Sara's plush lips before opening her mouth to caress Sara's tongue with her own.  Sara moaned during their kiss and began unbuttoning Aspen's dark grey blouse.  Once she felt the last button become undone, Aspen shrugged her shoulders and let the blouse fall off her shapely figure.  Aspen broke off the sweet kiss with Sara and reached around to unhook her bra, while Sara reached beneath the black lacy cups of Aspen's undergarment and personally freed the luscious tits from confinement.  Aspen lifted her loosened bra over her head and ran her hands over her flat stomach, placing them under her large breasts and wantonly thrusted them forward as an offering to her lover.  Sara began suckling loudly at Aspen's left tit, savoring in the taste and hardness of her tender nipple and the smooth flesh of her mammary.  Aspen moaned, closing her eyes as she continued to force-feed her breast to Sara.

"Fuck me Sara!  Fuck me only the way you can!" Aspen moaned, her nipples on fire from Sara's attentions.  She knew that Sara knew exactly what she was begging for.

Sara stood up, a trail of saliva gleaming from her mouth to Aspen's left nipple.  The stunning beauty hurriedly undid her jeans, forcing them to the ground and stepping out of them.  As she slipped her hands beneath the waistline of her panties, Aspen interceded by grabbing the garment with her teeth and sliding it off her lover's musky snatch.  A faint smile flashed on her panting lips as Sara commanded the Witchblade to form a long, smooth dildo over her crotch.  Aspen slid off the couch and fell to her knees, grasping the dildo with her slender fingers and taking the end into her mouth.  Sara panted, her head falling back as Aspen forcefully sucked on her dildo, the Witchblade's sensations of pleasure were one with Sara's, she could feel every sensual caress of Aspen's tongue, the wetness of her saliva, the heat of her mouth.  Her eyes closed shut with ecstasy, Sara felt around with her hand before finding Aspen's head and grasping it by her long, black tresses.  Sara pressed Aspen harder against her crotch, while pumping her hips in a steady motion.  Aspen moaned wantonly around the drool soaked dildo in her mouth, her tongue running along its length while her lips folded tightly around it.

"I want to be inside you." Sara panted, her loins flaming with lust.  She knew only one thing could satiate her desires.

"Just two things." moaned Aspen, running her tongue along the bottom of the phallus.  "Make it longer, and do it hard."

Aspen turned around and leaned over the end of the couch, sliding out of her pants and underwear.  Sara positioned herself behind her trembling lover and playfully slapped her naked ass, knocking her legs apart with her foot.  After sending a brief mental command to the Witchblade, the phallus at Sara's hips grew longer.  Sara guided the tip of her new phallus to the crevice between Aspen's firm haunches.  She rubbed the cool tip slowly along the edge of Aspen's slit, making the woman tremble with anticipation.

"Please do it hard." Apsen begged weakly, licking her quivering lips.  A tear ran down her cheek, the lust within her needed release so much it was painful.  She reached her arms around her back to gently hold Sara and pull her slightly towards her so her new cock could slide deeper inside her.

Sara smiled slightly as she thrust her hips forward, eliciting loud, sensual groans from Aspen.  The dildo rocketed up Aspen's pussy until the two women's labia embraced.  Sara grunted as she began to thrust into Aspen, her breasts bouncing alluringly and her long, flowing hair tossed with every jerk of her head.

"Harder!  Harder Sara, harder!" Aspen begged, her body thrusting backward needfully to match the movements of Sara's hips.  Aspen's fingers dug into the material of the couch beneath her, bracing her body as it writhed and rocked with her sensual gyrations.  Her breasts swayed beneath her, dripping with sweat while honey flowed down Aspen's and Sara's legs from their slapping, wet crotches.

"Deeper, go deeper...please Sara...deeper!" Aspen begged, her voice straining from the convulsions her body was experiencing before impending climax.

"I'm going to cum!" Sara exclaimed, climaxing almost immediately afterwards.  Her back arched and her body stiffened as her pussy exploded.  Honey splattered Aspen's buttocks and exploded from dark haired woman's own pussy to flow down her legs.  Aspen breathed heavily into the material of the couch, ecstasy igniting her every nerve.

"I want to go to the bedroom." Aspen insisted, her breasts swelling as she took in gulps of air into her burning lungs.  "I have a surprise for you."

Sara nodded and slowly pulled herself out of Aspen.  Both women moaned with disappointment as the snug Witchblade cock pulled out of Aspen.  Sara missed the warmth and rapture of being inside Aspen, while Aspen missed the feeling of Sara's touch inside of her.

Sara kissed Aspen needfully, insistently on the girl's hot lips.  Aspen closed her eyes and held Sara tightly by the back of her head, pressing their faces together as
they frenched.  Their tongues danced and entwined wetly inside the hot union of their mouths.

"I want to keep fucking you." Sara moaned between wet kisses.

"So do I, but I promise, it will be worth it.  The bed reminds me of the island we met on.  Remember?" Aspen replied as she closed her eyes and let Sara licked the side of her neck and bare shoulders.

"I dream about it all the time." purred Sara.

"Me too." Aspen panted, planting wet kisses on Sara's cheek.  "It's easy to forget everything else in the world, it's just you and me.  Fucking non-stop."
 
The two stunning women ran eagerly to the bedroom, giggling like schoolgirls and slapping each other's asses playfully.  Their breasts bounced freely as they dashed, they took multiple stops along the way despite the short distance; for brief seconds they surrendered to their burning passions and kissed each other on the mouths or caressed each other's naked body.  The completion of each step towards to the bedroom seemed like a notable accomplishment, their arrival like the end of a long journey.  Sara ran in first while Aspen closed the door behind her, sealing them away in their own private eden.  Sara immediately pressed Aspen against the door with her own body, kissing her lover passionately and stroking her breasts.  Aspen returned the kiss, her own passions flaring, but a stronger resolve overpowered her lusts so she was able to push Sara away.

"Do you like fucking me with the Witchblade as much as I like it, Sara?" Aspen asked playfully.

"Yes." Sara replied, smiling as she detected the coyness in Aspen's tone.

"Now it's my turn." Aspen smiled.  She closed her eyes and shuddered as a long phallus emerged from Aspen's crotch, made of clear, cool water.

"Oh my god..." Sara gasped, her eyes fixated on the new phallic limb.

"I was helping Steven control his water powers, even though he was probably faking it, it encouraged me to try and gain more control over my body than ever before."

"I can see it was worth it." Sara grinned, taking the phallus in her hand and stroking it vigorously.

"Oh god Sara!" Aspen moaned sharply.  The new limb was especially endrogenous, Aspen's knees trembled and her body rocked and swayed, struggling to stand up.  She felt like she was already on the brink of a massive orgasm.

Sara dropped to her knees and grasped the long rod with both hands, teasing the tip with her tongue coyly before shoving as much as she could into her mouth, moaning as she sucked wantonly on it.  Aspen dug her fingers into Sara's brown, matted locks, thrusting her hips into Sara's face as she felt the detective suck her crotch with abandon.  Sara groaned, sucking harder and harder on the limb in her mouth, harder than she had done on any man.  She relished in the sensation of her lover's ecstasy driven thrashes and moans.  Aspen's pants hit a high note as Sara pierced the cock's tip with her tongue.  The sensations of Sara's tongue were electrifying, Aspen's felt like her clit bud was on fire.  Her fingers clenched and dug into Sara's scalp, moaning as she begged silently for release.

Finally, Aspen moaned with climax as her phallus burst open, flooding Sara's mouth with water.  Aspen's frame shook as pleasure erupted from her belly and spread throughout her lithe form.  Her cock released torrents of clear water that overflowed from Sara's lips despite the detective's best efforts to swallow it.  It soaked her chin and poured over her naked tits.

"Most refreshing blow job I ever gave." Sara smiled, breasts pumping as she swallowed more and more of the water that tricked from Aspen's phallic limb.

Sara wantonly licked the last remaining droplets of water off her lips and crawled onto the bed, leaving Aspen to pant and recover from her tremendous climax.  The marine biologist allowed her phallic limb to retract, with the hope that she would regain enough strength to reform it.  Sara knelt down on the bed and spread her legs apart, leaning over to reveal the parted lips of her vagina.

"Put that in here." Sara begged, her voice breathless with exhaustion and anticipation.

Despite her exhaustion, the sight of Sara's open pussy beckoned Aspen, she could feel the heat between her legs redingote at the sight.  Aspen knelt on the bed as Sara sat up and leaned back directly against her, pressing her buttocks against Aspen's crotch.  Aspen reached out with her slender limbs to stroke her panting lover all over before resting on top of Sara's bosom to caress her warm, swelling breasts and nipples.  Sara reached between her own legs and spread them apart, while another incredibly long, thick phallic limb made of water emerged from Aspen's body, arcing between Sara's outspread legs.  Sara stared down at the limb's shimmering length and bloated tip, watching as it rose between her legs and pressed its cool tip against her open pussy.  Squeezing Sara's breasts tightly, Aspen let out a grunt and pushed her phallus into Sara's cunt, sliding effortlessly past her labia into her warm vagina.  Sara cried out with shock and ecstasy, the cock felt so cool inside her ravenously hot fucktunnel, and it continued to push and push deeper inside her, farther than anything had ever gone, with an intimacy she had never felt before.

"Come on, fuck me!  Come on, keep, going, keep, fucking..." Sara panted before her words were cut off by cries of lust.

Aspen panted into Sara's sweaty hair, thrusting back and forth with her hips.  The two lovers knew each other's bodies and desires far too well from their countless, endless nights of passion; despite the intensity and speed of their individual bodies' gyrations, their hips always moved in perfect symmetry, never ceasing to touch each other and move as one.  Sara and Aspen's limbs entwined, they joined at the lips and melded their tongues together, joining as one mass of writhing, female flesh as they orgasmed simultaneously.  Their cries of lust came in tandem as they held each other tightly, pleasure erupting from their bellies and spreading throughout.  Water mixed with feminine honey and the resulting concoction soaked the sheets beneath them.  Sara and Aspen's laboured breaths came in almost perfect unison, their bodies radiating a sensual heat and gleaming with perspiration.

After relishing in the body heat of her lover for a few moments, Aspen forcefully pushed Sara to the bed, forcing her cock out of Sara's pussy with a wet slurping sound.  Sara turned around to face her lover and squealed as a squirts of water sprayed her in the face, coming from the tip of Aspen's phallus.

"Cumming in my mouth, cumming inside me and giving me a facial immediately after, no man could ever do that unless I helped him along." Sara joked.

"And you don't have to wash up afterwards." Aspen added, eliciting a small laugh from Sara.

Aspen managed a half smile before she fell down, panting heavily from sexual exhaustion.  Sara rolled on top of Aspen to lean over her lover and offer her dangling, dripping breasts to her.  Aspen opened her mouth and began suckling on Sara's right nipple, drinking the droplets of water off her breast and then simply enjoying the taste and texture of her lover's erect nub.

Upon Aspen's release of Sara's tits, Sara laid herself flat on Aspen, pressing her breasts against Aspen's bosom.  Grasping the back of Aspen's head, Sara frenched her lover voraciously, both women probed each other's mouths with their tongues and caressed each other passionately, saliva began dripping from their chins as their kiss continued.

"I lo..." Sara began.

"Don't say a word Sara." Aspen interrupted, placing a silencing finger over Sara's plush lips.  "I know it, you know it, we're together, that's all we need."

"They clearly don't need anymore of my help." Jean thought as she stood outside Sara's apartment building.  "They love each other so much, all they needed was a reunion."

Jean sighed, her skin began to perspire as she felt the intensity of Sara's and Aspen's lust.  She opened her long coat slightly and undid the first two buttons on her blouse, letting the cool air of the cloudy day on her skin.  Jean briskly walked away from the apartment building as she felt a steady increase of sexual pleasure emanating from the two women, knowing a surge would arrive with their incoming climax.

"Goodbye." Jean whispered.

***

Two months later - The Grand Canyon

Jean Grey sat atop a small rocky outcropping on the face of a cliff, high above the ground and far below the plateau above.  No place was out of bounds thanks to her telekinesis.  Her eyes were closed and her hands rested on the knees of her crossed legs in a meditative stance.  Her brow suddenly furrowed and she snapped out of her trance, her breaths coming in heavy gasps as if she was holding her breath for a long time.  A cold sweat broke out over her skin despite the heat of the canyon, and she cursed silently to herself for another failure.

"I can't stop thinking about it.  I need to solve my problem.  But until that day arrives, there's only one place I can belong." Jean muttered to herself.

Jean walked out of her worn sneakers and slid her shorts off her long, silky legs.  She then reached below her cropped t-shirt and pulled it over her head, her breasts bouncing free of the tight garment.  After removing her white panties, she laid on the dirt naked, and began mumbling in a dialect long forgotten, a spell long forbidden, one she had read during her time in Sebastian's manor.  It was one she dared never mutter, for even though there was a way to reverse what would be done, she knew it would be a while before she could find a moment's peace to perform it.

It was a place that Jean had never been to, and one she had only heard of in whispers.  The late demon Sebastian knew of its existence, which was just above hell itself, but had never ventured there.  It was a layer deeper than the one beneath Sebastian's mansion, populated with demons of all shapes and sizes, but with one thing in common; a voracious appetite for the ravishing of female flesh.

"Whorehell, embrace me." Jean whispered as she fell into a crowd of groping, screaming demons, and closed her eyes as she felt the first ravenous touch on her body.

THE END

Author's Note:
This is the end of the Demon Mother series.  There will likely be more stories featuring these characters, and they may be in the same continuity, but they will not be called Demon Mother and will probably not touch upon the actual prophecy which this series was based upon.

Up next, well I guess we'll see.  I'm not going to make any promises. I change my mind and get new ideas so often.

I'd like to give thanks to a bunch of people: Sportsman and Pyros for posting the story.  Jason for his great, great poster.  And to all of you who have emailed me with support.  I wouldn't write if it wasn't for you.

Be sure to keep emailing me with your comments and questions.  Tell me how this Demon Mother story compared to the last two.  Or tell me if there's any particular story you want me to write (I don't usually take requests, but I listen to all suggestions).