Cult Appeal 11 (Patreon)

“Oh!” Lilith cried, delighted. “I'm so glad you thought of me. But then, I suppose I gave you a lot to think about, didn't I?”

She reached out to brush a lock of hair from Kon's eyes, letting her fingers graze his forehead lightly, sending a pulse of warmth through Kon's body.

“And Lady Vic, too,” Kon reminded her, trying to keep his pulse steady when all he could think about was what they'd done to the mercenary together.

“Let's not worry about her.” Lilith's voice dropped to a low purr. “She's still a bad girl. We're good. Which means we should get to feel good.”

“Is that what Nirvon stands for?”

“Partly. It's a hard hurdle for many people to get over. But once they do, the rest of Titus’s teachings come easy.”

“Like looking in a mirror,” Kon ventured, “once you can look past whatever's on the glass?”

He was looking into a mirror with Nirvon symbol painted on it in red, like a flame burning what was reflected.

Lilith corrected him with a fastidious tone: “Once you can look in the mirror and accept both the glass and the reflection… that all are real.”

“What do you mean by that?”

“That symbol is no mere abstraction. There are so many who see it and are drawn to us. This is not just a belief, Kon. It is a truth that can be shown to people.”

“For a small fee?” Kon teased.

He saw Lilith redden, but she squelched whatever offense he'd caused. “No, freely offered. Like a hostess would give a drink to her guest. Can I tempt you, Kon?”

“With a drink, yes.”

“Scotch okay?”

“Perfectly.”

She went to the liquor cabinet and he heard the whisper of drinks being poured, mixed.

“Sit down and get comfortable. I have some of Titus’s writings on the coffee table if you want it in his own words.”

Kon lay on the couch and picked up a booklet, but though he opened it, where he looked was Lilith's body. Her back was to him, showing him the complete roundness of her ass. He stared shamelessly, feeling Lilith had already done a lot more than let him look at her.

Cassie would understand, he thought. I've just got to get my hands on that body!

His prick hardened at the sight of her, warm and alive and making the rest of his body feel the same way.

Then he wondered how understanding Cassie would really be; he'd told so many funny jokes she hadn't gotten at all. Kon tore his eyes away from Lilith and focused on the books instead. The cover showed the sign of Nirvon with an overflowing cornucopia behind it. Kon's eyes narrowed at the sight. It seemed almost familiar, but he was sure nothing he'd ever seen resembled this.

So why did Cassie and her mom get so interested in this stuff? Did they feel the same pull I do? Why are they giving into it and I'm able to resist it?

Then he wondered if he was resisting it at all, when he found Lilith so… irresistible.

Kon was angry with himself: both for how much he'd gone along with this and for making so much out of thinking Lilith was hot. Which she was! Redhead!

He turned his attention to the booklet instead, skimming through it and finding phrases like ‘the true cultivation of the ego,’ ‘ancient wisdom now lost,’ and ‘worship of real sensations instead of hallucinated feelings’. On the one hand it didn't make much more sense than he'd first assumed. But there was definitely something there despite his skepticism; something with almost hypnotic appeal. 

“Drink?” Lilith asked, bringing over a well filled glass of bourbon.

He took the glass. “Love one.”

She sat down across from him, holding her own glass in both tapered hands. All of her legs were revealed and Kon saw no sign of panties before she crossed her legs.

Naked, he thought, chasing away any consideration of Nirvon’s cult. She's naked and she doesn't even care if I know it.

He felt like he was being electrified with erotic energy and every moment he spent with Lilith increased the voltage. His cock throbbed with fullness. He felt sweat dotting his forehead, filming his palms and darkening his shirt where it stretched over his fiercely beating heart.

A smile played over her lips and Kon thought it had to do with how much he was perspiring. “Read any good books lately?” she asked laconically.

“I guess there's something to it,” he replied honestly. “But I can't tell what. There's a lot of strange things out there. Who's to say this all isn't Zatanna’s second cousin having a laugh?”

“You're wise to be wary,” Lilith said. “But what's the point of being cynical if you can't appreciate the truth when it comes? I've seen plenty of fantastical things, but none of them have made me feel what Nirvon does. How I hope you'll feel…”

Her eyes burned into his with an intensity that would be frightening if he didn't welcome her attention so much. His cock throbbed potently. His whole body was singing, the air in his lungs, the blood in his towering erection.

“May I speak frankly?” Lilith asked.

“Yeah,” Kon said dizzily, as if he'd downed his drink and another half dozen just like it. The look of her was like that.

“From the moment I saw you, you struck me as a discipline of Nirvon. I'm shocked you aren't one already.”

“What makes you say that?”

“Perhaps it's just wishful thinking,” she said softly. “But Nirvon teaches us that much can be gleaned from our desires.” 

Her eyes fell to his groin. She looked at it openly, expressing no shame and not seeming to expect any from him.

Part of Kon felt uncomfortable. But he could not deny the excitement of being lusted after by such a desirous woman. How long had it been since Cassie had stared at him so lewdly? In fact, he didn't think he'd ever met a woman as shameless as Lilith was; not since Knockout. And she was trying to seduce him, not being herself the way Lilith seemed to be.

He couldn't argue with Nirvon’s results there.

He tried to imagine Cassie if Nirvon’s teachings took and then a sense of guilt washed over him. Maybe he should leave before Lilith had any more chances to be herself.

“Thanks for the drink. I should leave.”

“So soon?” Lilith cooed, obviously disappointed. “Did you really find out all you needed about Nirvon?”

Kon rose. “Always leave them wanting more. Doesn't Nirvon teach that?”

Lilith came up out of her chair. Her clothes seemed to be falling from her outthrust breasts. Kon was sure he was about to see a fully exposed nipple. His breath swirled in and out of his lungs.

“Nirvon teaches us to fully satisfy our cravings. There's no virtue in being denied.”

“I really have to go,” Kon stammered.

“Cassie is expecting you?”

Kon was caught totally off-guard. “How do you know about her?”

Lilith laughed easily. “You think of her often. It's sweet. Many women would benefit from such affection. It's almost selfish of her to keep it all to herself. Especially when she's not even bothering to appreciate it.”

Kon gulped the rest of his bourbon. “Cassie appreciates me plenty.”

“Is that what I'm seeing under your fly? All her appreciation?”

Lilith moved closer to him; the sultry hinting of her perfume was impossible. It combined with the lingering effects of the scotch and made him tingle. His vision blurred a little; all he could see was this ripe, nearly naked body in front of him. She was an open invitation for sexual pleasure, radiating the enjoyment Kon would feel if he only decided to have her.

"Look," she said, coming even closer, pressing her full breasts to his faded T-shirt, "I find you really sexy... in fact, I don’t think I’ve ever met a man as attractive as you are.”

Kon's heart threw a riot in his chest; his cock strained madly against everything holding it behind his fly.

“And whatever happens is only our business,” Lilith whispered. “Cassie doesn’t have to know at all. But if she does find out, I think she’ll find it as sexy as I do. How could she not?”

Kon wanted nothing more than to reach out and get a feel of all that alluring flesh. He wanted to kiss this luscious redhead like he could give her all the passion he’d ever spent on Cassie, make the two fair rivals for his affection. Neither one left out. But something held him back. He kept thinking of how he’d lost control with Lady Vic; did he really want that to happen again?

“I don’t want to steal you away from Cassie,” she sighed, running a finger through his hair. “I promise I don’t. I know you think you belong to her. I just want to show you that she doesn’t have the right to all your pleasure. You can enjoy yourself without her. You can love that girl and still fuck me.”

Her remarks should’ve sparked a wild defensiveness in him, a protest that he had no interest in anyone but Cassie. Yet it didn’t come. In that moment, Kon felt no loyalty to Cassie. All that mattered was the gratification Lilith was promising him.

He put down his empty glass. “If you want me to enjoy myself… I’m going to.”

“Then do it,” Lilith told him, showing him the kind of smile her perfect teeth could make. “Use that big, beautiful cock to ream a woman like it’s meant to!”