Bustin Makes Them Feel Good

And here's the second of two stories from the last suggestion post! This time centered around ghostly cocks, lots of cum, and a very horny psychic!

Oh and you can find the reference/inspiration image here!

Too frustrated to even sigh Roxie stormed down the long, filthy hallway leading to her office, drawing her key from her pocket with a thought and a little swell of her flagging magical energy. Yet as she neared the door reading “Roxie Stone” in poorly stenciled font her concentration wavered and the key dropped to the floor with a noisy clatter. And before it'd even finished sliding across the grimy wooden slats she was already cursing in every language she spoke.

Ending, as she always did, with a simple, “Dammit!” in English as she came to a full stop, “Just once I'd like a job to go off without a hitch!” She growled, “Is that an unreasonable request?”

Asking nobody in particular and pinching the bridge of her nose Roxie spent a moment or two collecting her thoughts and gathering what little composure she had left. Much as she hated a job going sour that wasn't the sole cause for her irritation. Ir probably wasn't even the main cause if she felt like being perfectly honest with herself. But it was far easier to blame and far easier to focus on as she summoned the last dregs of her magic to will the key off the floor. Then flick it about for a second or two as a few stubborn strands of dirt and other unsightly things clung to it. A vein in her temple was already starting to throb from the exertion, and from the day she'd suffered through, so she set off again a moment or two later. Though she couldn't walk too terribly fast nor indeed focus on much else beyond sliding her key into the lock and pushing the door open with her mind. Some part of her knew it likely wasn't worth the energy she'd just expended but she refused to let her frustratingly weak powers languish even more. Especially in the wake of another meager paycheck.

Pulling the door shut behind her by hand, only to immediately open it again and collect her key with another curse, Roxie finally let out a sound caught somewhere between a sigh and a groan. Standing in the center of her cramped little office looking over the stack of cases on her desk was perhaps the last thing that would calm her down. Particularly when she tossed a stack of overdue bills atop the case load before she'd even taken off her coat. In the dim orange glow shining through her half closed blinds she could just make out the severity of the warnings on the envelopes as they spilled across the desk in a messy sprawl. She hadn't actually looked at them before when she collected her mail in the lobby and she certainly wasn't regretting that choice after catching a glimpse of what was waiting for her. Even if Roxie was about to forget all of that as she reached past the letters to check her messages.

Hanging up her coat as her voicemail blared through the scratchy speaker of her landline she waited for all the usual batch of threats and demands and whatever else to start. Instead she was met with the single worst beginning imaginable as a familiar voice said, “Heyyyyyy Rox...”

“Oh don't you fuckin dare!” Roxie immediately groaned, freezing midway through tossing her keys and wallet and everything else onto a small table by the door, “You'd better not be calling to—”

“I'm gonna have to cancel our plans tonight...” The message continued, it's apologetic tone entirely undercut by Roxie's frustration.

“Fuck!”

“Something came up at Lucky's so me and the boys gotta get down there. I'm about to walk out the door right now but I wanted to call and let you know. Sorry about that Rox, me and the boys are all cut up about it! We was really lookin forward to seein you again! A-And don't worry about the cost of that motel room! We'll pay you back! And get the next one!”

“And how does that help me know you goddamn furball!” She growled, slumping down into her chair as the message continued.

“We should be good same time next week! Assumin you're not too mad. And if you are well... I guess you got our number yeah? See you later Rox! And sorry again about bailing on you!”

Other messages continued to play after that one but Roxie didn't listen to a single one. She was entirely too busy sinking lower and lower into her chair as a wave of abject frustration watched over her. After a long, extremely shitty day the only thing she'd had left to look forward too was meeting up with Lachlan and the other werewolves in his little crew. Letting the whole pack fuck her brains out all night long until she forgot about all her worries was the only thing keeping her together by that point. And suddenly finding herself deprived of that relief was... was nothing short of devastating. So much so she was just about ready to give up altogether and pass out on her couch. For all the good that'd do.

But as she looked at the admittedly comfortable cushions and the downy blanket already draped across the back of the sofa Roxie knew damn well she wouldn't be able to sleep. Even as tired as she was she was too damn pent up to relax. Much less actually pass out. But none of her usual hookups were available. Lachlan had been her once choice and it'd been the best one short of maybe Ambrosia and her husband but they were off visiting family in Elysium... And all the rest of her contacts were similarly preoccupied or out of her reach. Which only left Roxie with herself to satiate her endless cravings. Unfortunately.

“Goddammit Lachlan!” She groaned. Finally pulling herself upright and angrily brushing the hair from her face Roxie looked around her office without any rhyme or reason to her staring, “Goddammit!”

After a few more seconds of cursing in Elvish, Troll, Gaelic, and Latin she finally stood up. Much as she preferred satisfying herself with others she wasn't unfamiliar with taking care of things the old fashioned way. Or at least as old fashioned as could be with a relatively fancy toy. Even if her favorite vibrator had certainly seen better days.

“I should replace this thing the next time I get paid.” She muttered, lifting her dildo out of the bottom drawer of her desk and closing it with a little burst of magical power. But an instant later her eyes darted to the bills stretched out across her desk and Roxie quietly amended her statement with a soft groan, “The next time I get paid and after I pay off some of these debts...” followed by a much, much louder sigh, “Maybe the next job'll go a little better. I just need one good payout and I can—”

Stopping dead midway through unbuttoning her white blouse Roxie slowly looked down at her toy before slowly looking to the filing cabinet in the corner of her room. For reasons she couldn't possibly fathom, and didn't even care to examine, she'd suddenly remembered something tucked away in the back of the top drawer. Something meant for emergencies but something she could so easily repurpose to fix her current predicament. As long as she was willing to waste it on something as simple and meaningless as cumming. As long as she was content with using one of the few magical artifacts she'd ever owned in the pursuit of sexual gratification. The same sexual gratification she meant to find with a bunch of musky werewolves fucking her senseless for hours on end. So long as she rationalize that Roxie just might have a solution to her immediate problems...

Her dildo hadn't even finished rolling across the surface of her desk before Roxie had yanked the top drawer open and tossed out the handful of old files sitting in the front of the drawer. Less than a second later she was pulling out an ornate wooden box, gently setting it top atop the filing cabinet and whispering the unlocking spell as quickly as she could form the words. It opened with a little surge of magical energy and a shudder coursed through Roxie's body. The lid opened all on it's own to reveal the soft velvet interior of an otherwise perfectly ordinary jewelry box. Even if the single, jet black ring inside it was anything but normal

Instantly sliding it onto the ring finger of her left hand she felt the icy cold metal contract around her digit like a coiling snake the moment it reached the base of her digit. The inky black metal almost seemed to ripple and shift at the heat of her body. In the presence of her life force. For a moment nothing else happened and she was simply left waiting. But before she could do or say anything at all a trio of glittering diamonds emerged from the boundless void of blackened metal.

Rising up like they'd been dredged from the depths of an unfathomable ocean each gem glittered with it's own light and within them Roxie could see curling wisps of smoke. Like a great fog bank rolling across the moors. And the endlessly shifting haze connected to all three diamonds as if they were nothing more than windows into some vast limbo just beyond the waking world. She couldn't help but shiver at the sight, a visceral tremor running through her body even before she truly activated the mysterious ring. Just being in contact with it sent her psychic sight down a twisting path of madness and peculiarity as she glimpsed the ring's past. Although she knew better than to probe any deeper than what was immediately shown to her. Than the first few millennia rushing past her inner eye and assailing her thoughts with a myriad different experiences that weren't her own. Instead she let them all melt away as soon as they arrived and focused instead on the entity waiting within the ring. Or rather the entity connected to the ring and now to her.

“What do you seek Roxie Stone?” A voice asked, it's intonations deep and echoing as it filled her mind with every syllable and pressed against her consciousness in a great, enveloping swell of energy. “You have need of us?”

“I do...” She thought, taking a deep breath as she concentrated her feelings, “I have a great need of you...”

Rather than attempting to explain the sexual needs and wants of mortals to... whatever she was communing with Roxie simply allowed her emotions to spill over. To let those very desires flood her mind and seep through the barriers separating her from the entity coalescing around her. And if she was being perfectly honest with herself she wouldn't have been able to explain with words even if she'd been talking to another mortal. Her cravings were nothing short of wanton and her lust nearly all consuming as the prospect of something greater loomed over her.

Though in the deafening silence that followed her 'request' she did worry the entity she'd contacted might refuse. Or even break contact entirely in irritation. It's booming, emotionless voice certainly seemed to have a hint of bemused incredulity when it asked, “For this you contacted us?”

“Yes.” Roxie didn't feel a hint of shame or regret as she spoke, only an ever growing need, “And I was hoping you might offer a more consistent relief whenever I called. Not simply this one time.”

Another stretch of deafening emptiness punctuated her response. Only this time it didn't feel quite so uncertain. Instead she could sense the entity contemplating her words. Or perhaps considering how best to fulfill her request. Roxie couldn't say. She could only wait and wonder what might happen next. She didn't even know what form the help would take!

“As you wish.” The voice finally intoned. “We will grant you succor. And when you contact us again you will find the same gratification in eternity. So long as you retain our mark.”

Roxie attempted to respond to the entity touching her consciousness but before even a single thought could manifest in her mind, it vanished. Suddenly she was left entirely alone in her office with only the pervasive chill of the ring squeezing her finger. A chill that seemed to grow more and more with every passing moment. And when she looked down at the band she saw the diamonds crack and wither as their luster faded and their light dimmed. They were swallowed up by the inky blackness of the metal beneath them and the thrum of magical energy filled the air.

Turning away from her filing cabinet almost on instinct Roxie stared out at her office with a giddy expectation. A smile slowly spread across her face and before long she was biting her lower lip with naked anticipation. Of what she couldn't say but that hardly mattered. She could feel magic suffusing the very air around her like never before. Only when she'd stood upon a ley line at the height of the full moon had she felt a similar rush of pure, chaotic energy coursing through her being. And all the while the mundane trappings of her home remained completely untouched. Unaffected by the energy coursing through reality and all but setting fire to her very soul. Though she paid very little attention to the office when her gift finally manifested.

Three pinpoints of light appeared in the air near the center of her office, shining like stars in the night sky and hanging suspended before Roxie without explanation. An instant after appear curling wisps of smoke billowed from the points. Poured from the infinitesimally small portals in such a flood the entire room should've been engulfed within seconds. Yet no matter how much spilled out it always seemed to fade before it could reach the ceiling. Before it could even stretch more than a handful of inches away from it's origin. But in spite of that it remained so thick she couldn't even see the light that'd once shone from those portals. Only sense the energy seeping from them as they opened wider and wider like pupils gradually dilating. More and more mist poured from the gaps in existence as they continued to widen, further enshrouding whatever lurked within while Roxie was left to bask in the ever growing power. At least until something finally emerged from the billowing fog in much the same way the diamonds of her ring had once risen to the surface.

“Holy shit!” Roxie exclaimed. Caught somewhere between a laugh and a gasp she took a shaky step closer and even reached out to the shape slowly coalescing within the smoke, “I should've used this ring years ago!” A warm blue light spilled into the room as she spoke, illuminating the mist and radiating from the central... appendage as it continued to stretch towards her, “This is fucking incredible!”

Akin to a plant sprouting from the soil three unmistakably phallic shapes emerged from the mist, stretching and distorting the haze surrounding them as they continued to grow. Continued to thicken and elongate at a maddeningly slow clip. Yet somehow so fast Roxie was left breathless watching with a hand over her mouth. The other was hastily, and clumsily, unbuttoning her blouse as a fresh swell of giddy anticipation coursed through her being. One made all the more potent by the smokey shapes growing ever more defined with every passing second.

By the time she'd opened her shirt enough to reveal the lacy black bra underneath three utterly magnificent cocks were floating before her. Every bit as thick and long as she wanted they were nothing short of perfect. She couldn't have asked for three better ways to relieve her pent up desires and for a moment Roxie was actually left speechless by their beauty. Or as speechless as she could be while still panting and moaning in unabashed delight, furtively rubbing her thighs together and instinctively reaching out to the nearest prick without so much as a thought. Just a wanton need for gratification and an almost animalistic craving to enjoy the trio as much as humanly possible. She knew they wouldn't depart until she was satisfied and yet Roxie still felt a strange rush to enjoy them all as fast as she could as if there were some time limit. Of course some part of her knew that was little more than an 'excuse' to wrap her fingers around one of those deliciously fat shafts.

While her other hand continued to fumble with her clothes Roxie gingerly held the ghostly blue cock hovering at her eye level. It felt as real as any prick she'd enjoyed and yet it glowed with an otherworldly radiance unlike any mortal dick. Though it certainly twitched and throbbed just like all the lengths she was intimately familiar with, much to her overwhelming delight.

A moan tumbled from her lips as she felt it swell against her touch and Roxie immediately started stroking the wonderfully turgid length. Moving in long, smooth motions as if she were pleasuring a lover she licked her lips and frantically unclasped her bra. She'd forgotten all about it before it'd even landed on the floor and she didn't waste any time slipping out of her skirt either. All the while her hand was flying up and down that gorgeous length as the other three waited for their turn. Waited and throbbed with equal insistence, thick beads of some strange kind of precum oozing from each cock head to land on the floor in soft thumps.

But instead of a lovely pair of balls to cup and knead and play with the base of each cock trailed off into a myriad of ribbon like tendrils that seemed to flutter and drift on an unseen breeze. Smoke continued to billow out from the center of the ribbons, distorting reality at the edges of the mist in ways Roxie couldn't begin to care about. She was far too busy slipping her skirt down her legs and stepping out of it with another soft whimper as she moved even closer to the cocks surrounding her. She wanted to take off everything still covering her body but the hassle was simply too great. Neither her fishnet stockings or blouse would get in the way and her sopping wet thong could be pulled to the side with ease. Not that she was willing to take even a split second to actually do so. Roxie was entirely too busy wrapping her suddenly free hand around another cock and stroking it just as smoothly as the first. All as the one between them was left deliberately untouched.

At least for a handful of seconds before it drifted towards her grinning face and plump, pouty lips. Her cheeks flushed with excitement as her eyes lit up and her mouth invitingly parted for the third part of their little group. Guiding the other pricks closer to her body Roxie let their precum ooze onto her bare shoulders and seep into her blouse, the radiant azure color so beautifully contrasting with her dark skin. Although she didn't get to admire that contrast for long as her tongue emerged from her mouth a split second before another strand of that ghostly arousal drooled from the cock she'd neglected. And the moment she actually tasted that sweetness there was little hope of Roxie forming a coherent thought. Her mind and body were entirely too overwhelmed by the barrage of sensations.

Searing hot and icy cold at the same time that little dose of precum was the most exquisite thing she'd ever tasted in her life. A medley of flavors and experiences entirely outside even her impressive sexual experiences it just about ruined her in the blink of an eye. Had there not been more oozing across her trembling tongue she could gulped down that first morsel in an instant! But when she was suddenly incapable of wasting even a single drop she could do nothing but let it pool on her tongue.

All the while the other cocks she was stroking with reckless abandon continued their twitching and pulsing against her fingers. They continued to drench her hands and soak everything from her palms all the way down to her elbow in a constant stream of arousal thick enough to really cling to her skin yet flowing glide across it at the same time. And strangely it didn't have any of the same blazing heat or frigid iciness as the cum she could finally gulp down when the flow stopped at long last. Instead if the precum oozing across her body and soaking her skin felt uncannily like normal arousal. Almost exactly like the werewolf spunk she would've enjoyed had things gone a bit differently. It made for such a strange yet intoxicating contrast Roxie scarcely knew how to react! Especially as she felt that first mouthful cascading down her throat and filling her belly, it's mere presence sending waves of pleasure radiating out through her body! To the very tips of her fingers and toes while she stood there shuddering and squirming in unabashed desire.

Of course it hardly mattered if she 'knew' anything at all. A woman like Roxie could get by on instinct alone and her instincts were so finely honed she could've been entirely brainless and her body still would've acted. Still would've guided those cocks closer so every messy drop of precum landed on her breasts instead of going to waste on the floor. Just feeling that arousal cascading across her chest and dripping down into her cleavage was a heaven all it's own. And one she could've easily basked in for hours on end without any complaints at all! Though fortunately for Roxie there was still another bit of ecstasy left to enjoy!

Finally resting on her tongue and squirting all that unfathomably delicious precum directly into her throat the third cock didn't waste any time pushing past her lips. Gliding all the way to the back of her throat in a single, beautiful stroke. And while it might've hesitated for a second or two in that position as she feverishly lavished it with her tongue it didn't linger there for long. Though still long enough for her taste every inch and slobber all over the third she'd already managed to take with a truly wild abandon. So much so her cheeks sank inwards from the force of her efforts and she even started gliding up and down what she'd already managed to swallow up, practically worshiping the cock with everything she had until it moved again. Not that she exactly stopped when it started gliding down into the depths of her throat.

Nothing could've stopped her from working that cock with all the unbridled passion she would've given to anyone lucky enough to be around her. She simply had to slow down a little and adjust as the prick glided down her throat inch by toe curling inch. As it swelled more than any mortal dick could to entirely fill her up and stretch her open in the most intoxicating ways possible! All without cutting off even a single breathe she sucked in as her neck distended and her body convulsed more frantically than ever. She was completely free to deepthroat every single centimeter of that beautiful prick all the way to the base! Just as it was free to stay 'balls' deep inside her for a time before suddenly sliding out again without any rhyme or reason. Only a burst of wanton arousal that ravished her all the more.

Roxie didn't have the slightest clue how long she stood there throating that cock and being facefucked by it at the same time. Or how long she stroked the other two cocks painting her breasts in ghostly spunk while she soaked her legs in streams of arousal. It could've been minutes or days for all she knew and she never once bothered to find out. The pleasure of it all and the endless rhythm of her ecstasy was so intoxicating nothing else could possibly matter. Time was meaningless. Only her bliss and the apparent bliss of the cocks she savored meant a thing to her.

Particularly when all three cocks slowly started to pulse and twitch with particular ferocity. There was no reason at all to think they 'had' to cum but very dearly wanted them to. Which meant that was exactly what they'd give her before too long. Though how long that would be Roxie couldn't say. It certainly seemed like an unbearably long time after she realized what was happening.

Or rather she understood on some primal level why the cocks around her were throbbing so hard and erupting so frequently. She couldn't begin to think clearly, nor much at all, but her body still knew what those signs meant and still trembled with excitement as she tried to push all three over whatever edge a trio of ghostly cocks might fall. Which simply meant stroking the two in her hands so fast her fingers were a blur and the wet schlick of her frenzy was almost deafening. All while she flew up and down the one using her throat, effortlessly matching it's pace and even managing to outstrip it more than once as her passion got the better of her. Though just as often it completely dominated her instead, plunging into the depths of her throat and withdrawing again so ferociously it would've been agonizing had she been taking a real prick. But the tangibly intangible dick she was sucking had no such limitations and it could fuck her mouth with impunity. And absolutely drown her in spunk when it finally exploded.

Slamming into her one last time it swelled just a little bit more and stiffened like never before. All without a moment's warning. One moment Roxie was eagerly deepthroating it, the next she was left in a state of abject shock as it buried itself in her throat and pumped her belly fully of cum. As it sprayed a single, endless stream of intoxicating arousal into her body, every twitch and pulse thickening the flood but never breaking it. And she was left standing there in wide eyed amazement, almost paralyzed by her excitement and completely overwhelmed by the pleasure ravishing her senses. Faltering for the first time her hands struggled to continue their ministrations as she was overcome by the bliss of that arousal gushing into her belly. Her legs threatened to buckle underneath her as tremors wracked every inch of her body.

Yet somehow she remained upright for the eternity of pleasure that was that first ghostly orgasm. In spite of how frantically her knees shook and knocked together or how harshly her back arched she managed to avoid collapsing into a crumpled, sweat soaked heap. And her reward was perhaps the best she could've asked for: another taste of that incredible warmth as the cock buried in her throat finally withdrew. Still erupting as it pulled back it flooded her mouth with it's endless stream of cum and basted her tongue in another truly addicting bouquet of flavors and sensations. More than enough to leave her absolutely convulsing in wanton delight.

So of course it pulled out of her mouth entirely a few seconds later, just as her cheeks were starting to bulge from the sheer flood of spunk gushing into her. In one final burst of messy exultation the cock floating before her emerged from her lips and painted her face in a sloppy layer of spunk. It glazed her flushed skin and even drenched some of her long, silky black hair in that glowing warmth. Only after all that did it finally stop erupting. Though it didn't shrink or wilt or do anything a more normal cock might've after producing such an impossible torrent of arousal. Instead it continued to throb and twitch before her with an almost expectant air as Roxie stared dimly at it with a wan little smile. As much of one as she could muster while her lips were strained around a mouthful of jizz so tasty she never wanted to swallow it all. Though of course she did, if only to free up her mouth for the other two cocks waiting to enjoy her body in exactly the same way. Even if Roxie herself was already coming up with a far, far better plan.

In a flash of near mindless inspiration Roxie did the exact opposite of what her companions no doubt expected. If ghostly cocks could expect anything at all. Turning away from them entirely and stumbling towards her desk she knocked away everything atop it without a care in the world. And before the files had even finished twisting through the air she was laid out across her desk with her head hanging over one side and her legs splayed invitingly wide as she clutched the edges with unbridled anticipation.

Barely a heartbeat after she was in position the cocks she'd abandoned returned to her. And they didn't waste any time shifting into new positions. One of them slid into her mouth near instantly. Another slid between her breasts as some unseen force pressed them together around it. And the third moved between her legs to rub against her aching sex.

Moaning in delight as if there was nothing blocking her throat at all Roxie tried to reach out and pull her panties aside for the cock brushing against her cunt. The other two were already busily fucking her with complete abandon but the last had taken a more teasing, almost tormenting approach. It was gliding along the length of pussy and rubbing her clit with every pass in a truly maddening barrage of pleasure. One she wanted to bring an end to as quickly as possible as she simply craved it inside of her with an single minded need.

Yet before she'd even slid a finger into the waistline of her thong the ghostly prick tormenting her pussy slipped right through the sodden fabric. Pushing through it as easily as she might push through an open doorway it glided into her sex in a long, smooth stroke. Roxie didn't even have time to react before her inner walls were stretched to the breaking point around the throbbing length, swelling with near every pulse exactly like the cock she'd throated before. And exactly like the cock she'd throated, and the cock she was in the middle of throating, it swelled until she couldn't take another centimeter. Until she was all but begging for a reprieve even as she cried out for more in a constant barrage of maddening ecstasy. All as it pushed so unbearably deep inside her pussy it stole away her breath and sent the most feverish shudders rippling through her body. Only to nearly paralyze her when it finally collided with the entrance to her womb.

That first thrust wasn't anywhere near as fast as she might've wanted and nowhere near hard enough to absolutely ruin her as it pressed into her cervix. And still somehow it completely destroyed her all the same. Roxie's eyes disappeared into the back of her head as her back arched and her entire body tightened for a moment. Maybe two or three. There was no telling and no time to appreciate her little bout of shock as thick beads of precum oozed from the prick's swollen tip to coat her quivering entrance and seep into the rest of her trembling sex too.

And to her wildest delight every drop of that toe curling bliss was the same incomprehensible swell of burning and freezing madness. An overwhelming barrage assailing her senses and destroying what remained of her mind all from a single stroke! It hadn't even pulled back yet! Much less started fucking her senseless like she'd wanted or expected. It'd stopped in the depths of her pussy, the breathtaking pleasure of it's existence matched only by the pressure of it pushing so firmly against her cervix. But it was far from the only ethereal prick ravishing her body and ruining her mind. Though it might've been the most all consuming as she lay there clutching at her desk as warmth gushed from her sex in messy strands the others certainly made their presence known! Especially as their companion so thoroughly ravished her with a single pump!

By itself the one between her breasts would've been a fun novelty but easily the most ignored of the three. Particularly when the two filling her from either end were doing such an unbelievable job of stuffing her throat and pussy. Yet between the pressure pushing her tits together around it and the absolute flood of precum oozing from the cock and rolling across her skin that second dick made itself known in the most thrilling of ways. With nearly every twitch and pulse as it glided in and out of the snug, gooey tunnel between her breasts.

Moving at it's own rhythm and with it's own purpose it drenched her collarbone in arousal and coated so much of her skin it felt like her very nerves were being set ablaze. Like her soul was burning and freezing over as it's otherworldly arousal seared her being. And when it withdrew entirely to drench her tits every so often Roxie couldn't help but cry out in pure, unabashed ecstasy!

Cries that never failed to escape her lips despite the cock absolutely flying in and out of her throat with it's frenzied abandon. Even while the one buried in her sex stole much of her breath away Roxie always managed to unleash a frantic scream as the other two ravished her so perfectly. Even as her throat was left stretched and distended into an almost grotesque parody of how it normally looked her voice still rang out as clear as could be. Still reverberated throughout her office and no doubt drove everyone else in the building made. Perhaps even the people walking by on the street outside. Assuming they weren't already used to the cacophony of squeals and whimpers and breathless moans Roxie let out whenever she was enjoying herself! Or rather whenever she was having any sort of sex at all. Some of her longest suffering neighbors could probably even tell how many cocks she was enjoying by the pitch and frequency of her screaming bliss. Though few if any would be able to understand the exact nature of the trio assailing her that afternoon.

Roxie could barely understand it herself despite summoning them in the first place! And her comprehension only grew more hazy as the cock enjoying her pussy finally withdrew after what must have been minutes simply basking in her quivering sex. The moment it first pulled out she was left completely speechless. Wholly, if temporarily, unable to make even a peep as it glided free amidst an incredible shower of warmth. One that soaked her thong all the more and drenched the desk beneath her in a fresh coating of sweetness. It wasn't until the cock nearly pulled out entirely only to suddenly and wonderfully reverse course that she found her voice again. That she let out another characteristically frantic squeal as her body lurched upwards and her back arched as high as it possibly could. Until nothing but her head and heels as left atop the desk.

Of course she came crashing back down a second later as the thunderous impact of that single cock against her cervix joined the others destroying her being. As she was left drowning in all three having their way with her exactly how Lachlan and his boys would've. But unlike a pack of horny werewolves the three pricks enjoying her body didn't suffer from physical limitations like endurance. They didn't suffer from physical restrictions like corporeal matter. They could pound away with truly relentless abandon and distort themselves in the most toe curling ways imaginable. In ways only the most adept shapeshifters could even think to match!

Swelling against her g-spot and engorging within the depths of her throat the two fucking Roxie properly were absolutely merciless in their movements. None of the three matched one another in how they fucked her by they all followed a strange sort of rhythm that absolutely destroyed her with such amazing ease. One that never left her a chance to catch her breath or recuperate from the onslaught that was their undivided attention.

But not even the one enjoying her breasts and soaking her goosebump dotted skin in arousal was left entirely outdone. It may not have been able to ravish her in the same way but the agonizing pleasure of it's seed always ravaged her senses. Always sent waves of pleasure radiating through her with every messy pulse and twitch.

Forever lost in the most hypnotic frenzy she'd ever experienced Roxie could feel their intent as surely as she felt her own pleasure. Though she knew not where it came from or even what their eventual goal might've been she could sense how much the entities were enjoying themselves. They might've started fucking her solely at her request but as the seconds turned to minutes and her madness continued on and on and on something shifted in the air. An imperceptible yet wholly unmissable shift occurred with her lovely partners. Or her lovely partner, she couldn't begin to say. The trio of cocks ravishing her body simply wouldn't allow it. Though she still felt a lust that wasn't her own washing over her. A lust that seemed to transcend what she knew as a mortal being, that simple word feeling more and more inadequate by the moment. Yet it was the only thing she could cling to as their pace quickened and all their movements intensified in ways enormous and completely impossible to perceive. At least while she was hurtling towards a desperately needed orgasm.

Hurtling towards the edge of sanity faster and faster Roxie had never wanted to fall more than she did in those passionate, overwhelming moments. Her body writhed and shook in fits of uncontrollable need as her moans grew ever more frantic. As she soaked the desk beneath her and clawed at the wood like some feral beast. Bucking and grinding her hips in time with the strokes of the cocks ravishing her pussy and frantically sucking the cock using her throat Roxie sank ever deeper into the storm already consuming her body, mind, and soul. She was entirely lost to the endless swells of pleasure and completely overtaken by the ever rising tides of bliss threatening to come crashing down. To send her hurtling over the edge into a raging sea of unparalleled bliss.

And it all came crashing down faster than she could even imagine. Too fast to comprehend yet after such an agonizingly long time it felt like torture. Everything swelled to a single, all consuming point in the depths of her body and time froze. For just an instant all of reality seemed to break as she stiffened in ecstasy and sucked in what would be her last full breath for an impossibly long time. An instant and an eternity later she was consumed by pleasure and overwhelmed by an indescribable bliss.

Warmth erupted from her sex as she collapsed against her desk, spraying through her panties and streaking across the office to splash against the wall in a mess shower. Every last one of her muscles spasmed in wild bursts as ecstasy rolled through her senses. Wave after wave crashing down upon her in a never ending barrage. One that seemed to consume everything and leave her totally unaware of the world around her. Save the three ghostly cocks still using her body so feverishly and so clearly relishing in her ecstasy as they did. Moving in time with her convulsions and accentuating every last reaction with such unrelenting abandon it felt like she was in danger of going mad. A thought that only served to make her tremble that much harder as she continued to erupt.

Jet after messy jet burst from her quivering pussy, interrupted only by her shuddering legs as her knees slammed together in reflexive bursts. But even when she wasn't drenching the office around her in warmth Roxie managed to drench herself in showers of sweetness. Beads of her own fluids cascaded down every inch of exposed skin and mingled with the precum of the cock between her tits in an increasingly messy display of pure ecstasy. One she could barely comprehend but one that somehow made her tremble all the same. Helped along by the sheer, unrelenting eagerness of the cocks ravishing her body so thoroughly and so completely it was hard to imagine anything better. Especially in the heat of the moment as her mind was consumed by bliss and her body so thoroughly ravished she had no hope of recovering. Roxie could only wait out the madness and bask in her mania for the minutes or even hours it took for the three pricks to finally reach their own limits. Or maybe they simply decided to finally erupt on a whim. Whatever the cause the end results were the same and they still drove her absolutely wild.

For just a moment it seemed like she might've run into an unknown time limit as all three of her companions suddenly vanished. There was barely time to enjoy them sliding away before she was entirely deprived of their company. And with her body still wracked with ecstasy she couldn't possibly open her eyes or lift her head or do much of anything to see where they might've gone. Thankfully a heartbeat later she didn't have to as they made their presence known in the most exhilarating way imaginable.

Streaks of impossibly hot, unbearably cold arousal splattered across every inch of her body as the cocks floating above her erupted once more. As three streams of unimaginable pleasure sprayed across her already drenched skin and painted everywhere not already soaked in their cum. From belly to thigh to arms and even her feet no part of her body was spared from the torrents of ghostly jizz splattering across her. It coated every centimeter of Roxie's trembling figure and stained the deck underneath her in the very same flood. She could feel it seeping into what little clothing she still had left and covering so much of her skin she was all but bathing in it. And she couldn't help but wish she truly was sinking down into an ever rising tide of that toe curling ecstasy as the pleasure of it all coursed through her.

Coming down from the heights of her own bliss and spending an ever growing afterglow coated in ghostly spunk was a joy she never knew she wanted. One she never dreamed could feel as fulfilling as it did. Yet as she lay there with a delirious smile on her face, ever smaller jets of arousal still gushing from her pussy, nothing in the world could've felt better. Especially as the cocks floating over her continued to erupt long after she'd entirely collapsed against her desk. Collapsed into a trembling pile of disjointed limbs and trembling muscles barely fit to be called a human.

Eventually the flood of cum did stop but Roxie could barely feel the difference as she lay in the gooey aftermath. As long strands of jizz dripped off her body and soaked the floor in ever widening pools of messiness. All the while she was left so thoroughly painted in that glowing blue seed it felt for all the world like she'd just emerged from an ocean of it!

Roxie didn't even know if the ghostly pricks responsible for the mess and responsible for one of the best orgasms of her life had remained. There was so much cum drooling over her face and seeping into hair she couldn't possibly open her eyes for so much as a moment. Even just sliding a but further onto her desk so her head was supported again proved nearly impossible. Though she did manage it a momentary burst of strength. Perhaps the last she'd be able to summon as a throat groan escaped her lips while her body continued to shudder and shake beneath the layers of devastating warmth.

“Has the compact been satisfied?” A familiar voice asked. “Have your needs been met?”

“Yes...” Roxie thought, her mind so deliriously overwhelmed that single word felt like a herculean effort. “Yes!”

“We too are satisfied. Call upon us again should your needs grow unbearable. We would be... content with more encounters akin to this.”

Emboldened by those words and the sudden flash of adrenaline they sent lancing through her body Roxie let out a throaty little laugh and thought, “Oh I don't think you're prepared to hone what you're offering me right now!”

“We shall see.” The voice said, it's presence already fading in her mind.

By the time she managed to respond it had disappeared but that didn't stop Roxie from letting out another laugh as she whispered aloud, “Yes we shall...” in the last moments of consciousness left to her before she passed out entirely. “Yes we shall...”