Cult Appeal 6 (Patreon)

“You give yourself over so easily. This is where you are meant to be. You can feel it, can't you? How good it is to be mine…”

He worked his way downwards, his hotly seeking tongue finding everywhere delicious on her tingling, trembling body. He licked over the smooth, quivering abs that made up her belly and slid his tongue down into the golden curls of her pubic hair. As he did, his fingers lowered the elastic waistband of her panties. They slowly came out of the way, his tongue followed closely behind, laving the skin he exposed.

When her panties were around her thighs, his tongue became absent kisses on her pubis, while his hands continued to peel her panties down to her feet, over skin rippling with goosepimples. He had her more excited to be undressed than she would be to get fucked.

“Mmmmhmm,” she mewled. “That feels amazing…”

“Hail Nirvon,” Titus whispered as he made her step out of her lowered panties.

“Yesss… hail Nirvon,” Cassie moaned, carried away with the exhilaration of finding out what it would be like to worship in this new, strange way.

She felt herself lowered to the thickly carpeted floor. She might as well have been floating. Was Titus really strong enough to hold her up so easily or were there others, also holding her up, also touching her?

She couldn't tell, every touch was so intense that it could've hid a multitude of others. It didn't seem to matter, she just felt good… so good!

Titus had her down on the floor now. He placed himself over her with his mouth right in front of her tender cleft. His nostrils sucked in her pungent femininity with every breath. Each dose of it made him tingle, every part of his body longing for release.

It was like Cassie was a fertile field, demanding a violent storm to explode overhead and fully revitalize her. Even as he extended his tongue into her yearning cunt, he already felt the aching impatience of his iron hard cock, demanding to fill this sweet space he was tasting.

“Hhhnnnggh!” Cassie groaned, feeling his tongue crossing over all of her naked slit, teasing sensation from every inch of it.

She'd never felt so much excitement! Even Kon had never managed to do all of this to her. All of her womanhood was feeling a hundred times more than it usually would. Everything Titus’s rough tongue was doing she felt, running tormentingly in and out of her entrance. Light as a feather she floated upwards, up and up, towards something that was calling to her as nothing ever had. Something dark, something lascivious, something that was finally making her feel shame.

“But how can that be?” Cassie wondered. “This is supposed to make me pure, right?”

Her mind was seized with panic. What if she really was doing something awful? What if Titus was just out to fuck her? And what if she just wanted to be fucked?

“Hail Nirvon,” Titus chanted against her steamy pussy. “Hail Nirvon!”

The repeated words washed over her like the smell of incense.

“Hail Nirvon,” Cassie cried. “Yes, please, Nirvon!”

She was submerged even deeper in her desire for fulfillment than she was in Titus compelling her. Wanting nothing else, she let herself go over to utter compliance, opening her legs wide to his touching tongue. She pushed her hips out to him, wanting all of his madly pleasuring tongue to land inside her.

And Titus, filled with lust, was happy to let her have all of his tongue so that he tasted nothing but her.

“YESSSSSS!” Cassie howled, feeling his hot tongue all over her cunt, lashing and licking and making her feel everything a woman ever could inside herself.

Titus’s sperm-bloated balls were quaking with their own passion as he reached down to grip himself. There was no need to stroke his erection. The throbbing of his length against his own hand was stimulation enough. He felt the nearness of a wild climax to his consciousness and knew when he spilled inside Cassie, it would be a prodigious release sure to breed her.

His tongue rammed deeply into Cassie’s shuddering folds, prompting a flood of her feminine nectar. Her orgasm was as sweet for his tasting lips as it was for Cassie’s flaring nerves.

“Have you ever been with a man who craves your pleasure as much as his own?” Titus asked, feeling his hot seed gathering in his heavily laden balls. His fingers squeezed into the rigid length of his wildly jerking manhood.

“OHHHHH! Hail Nirvon! Nirvon!” Cassie screamed, tossing her head from side to side, her body shaking obscenely at the apex of passion. Her legs thrashed wildly as the feeling finally went from something approaching her to one that held her tight in its grip. “I’m coming! COMMIINNGGG!”

Never before had there been so much ecstasy filling up her body. It felt like enough to break her into a million pieces.

“Enjoy, my beloved! Enjoy each and every moment of bliss from Nirvon!” Titus whispered, his scalding cum bulging from his balls, his hand twitching as it almost seemed to hold down his lunging phallus.

Cassie was completely drained, everything in her taken away by that immense burst of sensation. She was lost in a white, radiant universe that burnt through her inside and out, leaving only her sense of pleasure.

Finally, she was all used up. Titus came away from her. Drenched with sweat, Titus sat cross-legged on the deep carpeting.

Cassie moaned somewhere between disappointment and relief. She felt like a whole new woman. Above her, the candles cast shadows on the thick drapes and the Sign of Nirvon.

***

“I’ve gotta work out more. That should not have taken as much out of me as it did.”

Lilith looked him up and down. “I don’t think you got that many abs by being lazy,” she said in her soft, melodious voice. “Maybe it’s something else that’s missing.”

“Like what? And can you give it to me?”

Their eyes met. There was an electric charge between them; it seemed like forever before Kon looked anywhere else, but he wasn’t at all bored. In fact, he was flushed with desire now.

“I’d better go check on Lady Vic,” he said, awkwardly flying over to where Lilith had cuffed her.

The villainess had put up a hell of a fight, using an ancient artifact she’d stolen to blast Kon all over the skyline. If it hadn’t been for Lilith hitting her from behind, Kon didn’t know if he’d have been able to capture her. But one thing you could say for a psychic: they sure knew how to sneak up on someone.

But damn if that’s the only thing you could say about Lilith. Holy hell, she’s given me a hard-on already. Good thing I can fly, or she’d be able to see that my dick is reaching halfway down to my knee.

Then Cassie’s face flashed into his mind and he felt suddenly guilty. Just because she was screwing around with that stupid New Age yoga place didn’t mean he should be throwing himself at Lilith. Or letting her throw herself at him.

He tried to put thoughts of the psychic out of his head. It wasn’t like he didn’t have plenty to do and he got more than enough action from Cassie. No need to daydream about every hot girl he ran into. Kon knew he should make a mental note to buy Lilith a bon-bon the next time they were at the same Titans mixer and focus on carting Lady Vic off to jail. Supervillains didn’t stop being dangerous just because they’d taken one on the chin.

But he had to admit, it was good to have a beautiful girl like Lilith finding him attractive instead of treating him like chopped liver.

Kon hauled to Lady Vic to her feet and looked back at Lilith, intending only to get a last look at her before he flew away with his prisoner.

“I know what you’re thinking,” Lilith said, drawn to her full height, showing off very nearly all of her long, chiseled legs under the green miniskirt she wore. Kon’s eyes flashed hungrily on them.

“I can think of a few people who would tell you I don’t think at all. Maybe you could have a word with them.”

“You’re thinking of my thighs. You’re thinking you’d give anything to lick me all the way to my cunt.”

Kon felt Lady Vic’s eyes on him. The villainess was drinking in his embarrassed reaction. “She’s joking. Anyone would think something like that, seeing a girl in a skirt like that. But, ah, not me. I’m half Superman.”

“And half Lex Luthor. Which means you know how to be a very, very bad boy.”

“Shall I leave you two alone?” Lady Vic asked. “It’s no trouble, love. Just unlock me and…”

“No need for that,” Lilith said. “I know your problem. You’re undersexed. You act out because you don’t get enough sexual attention, despite your luscious body and very kinky accent. If Superboy here fucked you to a few screaming orgasms, that’d do more to stop you from committing crimes than any jail.”