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Gorgon Mirrors - A Dark Paranormal Erotic Fantasy - Part 3
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Laura is still persecuted by the cruel voices from her high school days. Despite her outward confidence and success, she is plagued by self-doubt.
Her so called boyfriend has little interest in her beyond casual sex.
But when she crosses paths with an antique mirror, does it reflections contain more than just tricks of light?
What mysteries lay beyond the mists that cloud this mirror?
Reflections of Demonic Desire
Imagine being trapped in a relationship that feels as shallow as a puddle. Laura's boyfriend, is more obsessed with his own reflection than with her. Their encounters, once filled with passion, have dwindled to mere casual sex devoid of any emotional connection. Just when Laura thinks her life can't get any more monotonous, fate intervenes in the most unexpected way—a mysterious antique mirror enters her world, and nothing is ever the same again.
Dark Romance Unveiled
In "Reflections of Demonic Desire," Laura's ordinary life is thrown into turmoil when she stumbles upon an antique mirror with a dark past. The moment she gazes into it, something awakens inside her—an insatiable lust, a craving for something far beyond the physical. This isn't just a story about love gone wrong; it's a dark romance intertwined with elements of paranormal fantasy and demonic lust that will keep you on the edge of your seat.
Demonic Lust Awakens
Laura's newfound connection with the mirror unleashes a demonic lust that consumes her every thought. She begins to see things—visions of otherworldly beings and scenes of untamed passion. It's as if the mirror holds a secret that amplifies her deepest desires, pushing her to explore the boundaries of her own sexuality. But this isn't just any lust; it's a demonic force that threatens to consume her entirely.
A Murder InvestigationJust as Laura begins to grasp the extent of the mirror's power, things take a darker turn. A murder to upset whever sanity is left, and Detective Andino is on the case. Tasked with uncovering the truth, he finds himself inexplicably drawn to Laura and the mysterious mirror. As the investigation unfolds, Laura realizes that she's not just dealing with a paranormal fantasy but also a real-world nightmare. The lines between reality and the supernatural blur, making it impossible to discern friend from foe.
The Dark Secret
In the background there is a secret—a dark, horrifying truth that could change Laura's life forever. What was once a simple relationship issue morphs into a labyrinth of dark romance, demonic lust, and paranormal fantasy. Laura must confront the past she thought she knew and the sinister forces at play to reclaim her life, even if it means facing her darkest fears.
"Reflections of Demonic Desire" is an erotic tale that masterfully blends dark romance, paranormal fantasy, and demonic lust. With its intricate plot twists and suspense, this story promises to captivate readers from start to finish. Will Laura succumb to the demonic forces that threaten to engulf her, or will she find the strength to break free? One thing is certain—her life will never be the same again.Dive into this dark, erotic adventure and discover the captivating world of "Reflections of Demonic Desire." Your deepest fantasies await.
- Duration:
- 37m
- Broadcast on:
- 21 Jul 2024
- Audio Format:
- mp3
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Dan, why did she agree to let Detective Andino come round? What the hell did he have to say that couldn't wait until the morning? Or better still be done over the phone? She was still dressed in the same clothes she had been when he left this morning and she was pretty sure she stank of feminine pleasure after the events of today. At least she needed a shower, making her way to the bathroom. Laura turned the faucet, undressing, letting her clothes fall into a messy parlourter feet. Stepping under the avalanche of water, the sensation of it caressing her naked body, amplifying the aftershocks from earlier. What the hell was wrong with her? Was this some strange attack of hormones? She wasn't a spring chicken, but she thought she had a few years before the change kicked in. She had to fight with herself not to sink into the sensual pleasure of the water and enjoy her body once again. Stepping out of the shower, the temptation of the water fell silent as she turned the faucet, drying herself. She made her way back to her bedroom, the mirror seeming to glow with a soft rose warmth as she neared it, ignoring it. There was no time for that now. She had to get dressed. Fingering through hangers of outfits, each one more suitable for a librarian than a temptress. That had always complained about her being clean Jane with the way she dressed. But why does she even care? The detective was coming round to discuss the case. This wasn't a hot date. She might have more than a passing interest in him, but there was no way to know if those feelings were reciprocated, pulling out a button-up skirt and white shirt. She lay it on the bed. Out of the corner of her eye, she could not help but notice a glow of the mirror, was pulsing aggressively, unable to resist, lure a step forward, looking at herself in the mirror. The miss in the mirror slowly parted, to reveal her now familiar, beautifully confident reflection, superimposed upon her own body. She realized there wasn't really a lot of difference. Lora lifted her shoulders to match the reflection's position, moving her arm back, her naked breast pressed forward. Gravity may no longer be her friend, but they were her breasts. This was her body, and it had served her well. The mist cleared further, the image growing in clarity. She realized her reflection wasn't naked, but adorned with sensual lingerie, a pearl white lace teddy. The kind Lora had bought once, and then resigned herself to never wearing, kept it in the bottom of her closet drawer, pulling the drawer open. She rummased through it manically, tucking at the various selections of very sensible underwear, before her fingers found the soft, caress of lace. Slipping the soft material over her body, the touch of the lace felt so good against her naked skin. It teased over her nipples in such a delicious way, the movement of her arms, forcing her nipples to brush gently underneath the fabric, firming them, pulling them so tight she gasped, looking in the mirror. The mist clearing, but this time, it was just her as she was looking at. The hair dressed in white lingerie, and feeling more confident, more in control. Looking down at the dark triangle between her thighs, reminded her of the one thing missing, panties. Turning back toward her dresser to find the panties, she noticed a stick of red lipstick, one she could never remember buying, confused, she picked it up and stared at it for a moment. Studying it as if she expected it to burst into flames, suddenly her mind was shaken by a strong knocking at the door. Fuck, was that thirty minutes already, patnicking, she grabbed the button-up librarian and skirt and shirt from her bed and put it over the lingerie, before shoving her underwear back into the drawer and closing it hurriedly. Stopping, she looked at the lipstick, grabbing it she adorned her lips in red for the first time in her life. Catching one last glimpse of herself in the mirror, she still looked like a librarian, but never a confident one that had a dirty little secret, hidden beneath those clothes, and beautiful red lips, it smiled as she made her way to the front door and opened it. The strong frame of detective Andeanour and dominated her view. "Hi, Laura," he started, "I just have some information for you that will hopefully put this sorry event to bed. I thought you would want to know sooner rather than later. Thanks, come in." She said as she stepped back, giving him access to her apartment. She hadn't noticed the aroma of his clone before, but it surrounded her now as he walked in. There was something so incredibly earthy and masculine about this scent. Laura whimpered as he passed, her thighs squeezing him voluntarily together. She bit her lip in an effort to control the feelings. All the fuck was her pussy doing to her. She was a hot mess already, and he had only just walked in the door, closing the door behind him. She followed him into the sitting room. Being caught in the jet stream of his fragrance was not helping her self-control one bit, as he sat on the sofa. Laura tried to recoup some normality and asked, "Coffee." He nodded, saying, "That would be great. I've only had this station coffee all day, and that stuff is disgusting." Listening to the kettle, we begin its gentle as scent of oiling. Laura turned and leaned against the kitchen counter, asking, "You said you had some information?" "Yes, the old topsy was done this afternoon. I'm sorry to tell you it was a heart attack, but it would be caused by an overdose of Viagra." His eyes were warm with sympathy, and he started sounding uncertain. "Go on, detective. Tell me. I'm a big girl. I can take it." 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He shifted awkwardly on the sofa, pulling his jacket over his lap, trying to conceal the bulge in his pants that Laura had caught a brief glimpse of. His eyes traced up the exposed skin of her legs. The warm, caress of her desire, teased over her naked thigh in response. By the way, his pupils dilated, and the way he licked his lips. Laura guessed a detective had seen that as well. His eyes devoured her breasts as he started to speak again. Well, well, mmm. He started nervously. Laura found herself wondering how painfully hard his cock was now, if it was already weeping beneath those starch pants. Closing his eyes, he was obviously trying to regain some sort of control. Okay, it turns out he had traces of semen in his ass and mouth. I'm sorry to tell you who's either bisexual or gay. We asked around down the gym, and he was well known for being intimately involved with some of the men there. When we asked in his other haunts, they thought he was straight, so I guess he kept it well hidden. I just didn't want you hearing about this without knowing he concealed it very well. Laura felt intoxicated with the effect she was having on this man. She had never before been in this position, and she loved it. Thank you for going to the effort of telling me. I would like to say I'm surprised, but Matt never really satisfied me. I only fucked him, and to remind myself I can make a man hard. It's a good feeling knowing a man is hard, because of me. She said, emphasizing the hearts. Was she possessed by some demon? Was this truly the woman she was as a mirror suggested? The detective's Adam's apple, mobbed up and down nervously. She was sure that would be to sweat peppering his forehead. So this is what real power felt like. The power to bring a man to his knees, and be desperate to fuck you. This was so much more fun than getting them just hard. I'm sure you wouldn't have a problem making any man hard, Laura. Matt knows why he wanted to be anywhere else. The detective said shakily, pressing his hand down into his groin. It's a suppressed his desire. His gaze eventually met Laura's. His eyes pleading with lust. "You mentioned you had a thing for antiques. Would you like to see my mirror?" Laura asked, trying to sound innocent. Why not to sound like her intention was to get him into the bedroom? "Yes, Laura. That would be great," he said, standing, keeping his jacket deliberately closed. Thankful for a change of topic. Laura stepped away from the counter, deliberately brushing that detective, as she passed so she could feel his erection through the material of his jacket. The moment her touch burned on her hand, and in her mind she could see his hard cock. She could feel it. She could taste it. "Follow me," she said playfully as she strided along the corridor, and into her bedroom. Sitting on the edge of the bed, her legs parted slightly, she said. "You can touch it, but be gentle. It is extremely responsive." Watching the detective look at the mirror as she sat on the bed, she smiled as the frame and glowed gently as his hand neared it. Pulling back in shock, he looked toward Laura. "The muck," he said. "Oh, I did say it was responsive. Don't worry. It is perfectly safe," she replied, smiling. Uncertain the detective turn back toward the mirror, reaching a single finger up. The frame glowed a little more intensely. The tendrils writhed as his finger neared them. The mist danced across the mirror. The detective, watching it, mesmerized. With his head between her and the mirror, Laura could only catch glimpses of what he saw. Her straddling his face, writhing. Briefly, she saw his large cock in her hand, her fingers stretching around his girth, turning his head to face Laura. His fingers still caressing the writhing tendrils he whispered, "What's it doing?" His eyes masked with confusion. "Oh, he's just showing you what you want, detective." Laura responded, sliding along the bed toward the detective. Her hands pushing his jacket open and stroking the pharyn bulge in his pants. But I guess detectives can't seduce victims of crime? She whispered as she unbuckled his pants, sliding her hand around his waist. Her fingers discovered the leather pocket holding his handcuffs. Before she slid his pants, over the tight curls of his butt, lowering her head. She kissed gently along the bulge pressing in his boxes, biting his shaft gently through the material. She grinned as he moaned loudly, holding her mouth against his shaft, she whispered, "You better lay on the bed, detective, as you can't seduce me." Though, old Laura would have been surprised at detective lay so obediently on the bed. She would have been amazed that she had produced the handcuffs and was currently attaching them to his wrists, securing him to the bed. Standing up, Laura watched her prone detective for a moment, admiring him on the bed in the same way she might appreciate a work of fine art. Well, time to see how accurate the mirror is. She said as she started unbuttling her shirt, sliding the soft material over her shoulders to reveal her breasts, adorned by the whisper of the lingerie. The detective whimpered his eyes, traced the curves of her body. She might be a few sizes bigger than the magazine said she should be, and gravity might have cruelly dragged parts of her body further south than they were twenty years ago. But damn, watching this man tie to the bed, with his aching cock tenting in his boxes with aggression, she felt like the most beautiful supermodel in the world. Leasing the few buttons of her skirt that were actually fastened, she let it slide over her naked thighs. A little detective, I forgot to wear panties. She said coily as she pressed her hand between her thighs. And I am so wet for you. She finished as she dragged her hand up from between her legs, and held it up to show her pleasure dripping from her fingertips. Before sucking each one slowly, won a taste. She asked smiling. The detective nodded enthusiastically, grinning like a boy in a candy store. Laura leaned over the bed, slowly moving up the detective's body. Carefully easing her legs either side of a strong thigh. She lowered her hips, her clit brushing the length of his muscle. Feeling intense and anticipation sent shockwaves resonating through Laura's body. Pressing lower, his thigh pressed along her folds, as she thrust her hips up and down his leg. The sensation of reduces coating his thigh, stimulated her own feelings of lust. Her gaze burned into the detective's eyes, as he watched her entranced with her uninhibited desire. The feeling of his erection, pressing against a stomach, that first touch of his pre-come, as anticipation overflowed through him was intoxicating. This power was truly better than any drug. Sliding higher, Laura grasped the pillow from under his head and threw it to the floor, his head falling flat against the mattress with an unceremonious thumb. Turning, she spread her legs over the detective's face. Looking back down his body, she lowered herself until the bristle of his stubble teased her clit. Moaning, she kissed down his stomach, holding her body weight on one hand. Her other hand pulled his boxes down, exposing his pulsing erection before her fingers caressed around his shaft. Gently stroking up and down his length with just her fingertips, the detective's hips rose with carnal need, thrusting into Laura's grasp. Lifting his head slightly, his lips sucking at her folds, hungrily he sunk to juices, his tongue pressing between her lips, he pushed deeper, before sliding his tongue along the length of her pussy with a single broad stroke. Laura arched with a beautifully feline motion as she pressed her pussy against his lips. The hot caress of his breath, pummeling every nerve in her pussy, moaning gently. Laura dropped her head, brushing her hair over the tip of his cock. His gentle moans vibrated against her clit as his tongue flicked voraciously over her sensitive nub. Kissing along his shaft, Laura's lips danced up and down his erection, her red lipstick peppering his cock, with smudged outlines of her lips. Circling her tongue around him, her lips surrounded his shaft as she slid up and down his length, her moans vibrating along his erection, enticing his hips to thrust gently into her mouth, looking up through her hair. The miracle heard a beautiful rose gold. The misclearing as a beautiful woman watched them, her body curvaceous and stunning, her head moving in perfect time with Laura's. Laura's pussy throbbed with the sensation of being watched, in a way she had never thought possible, her hips pressed down against the detective's mouth. His double burning at her clit, his burning breath short and desperate, as Laura felt consumed with her desire, the woman in the mirror reached between her porcelain thighs, her hand moving with aggressive strokes. Laura smiled around the cock in her mouth, her hand slipping between his thighs, massaging his balls before she firmly, pressed two fingers between his thighs, sliding between his balls and ass, forcing his cock to swell in her mouth. The detective bucked at the sensation, his cock pressing hard into Laura's throat, forcing a slight gag reflex, the first drops of his orgasm caress the back of her tongue, as her mouth slid up and down his shaft aggressively, as his tongue flicked aggressively at her clit, sucking it up for hard, broad strokes of his tongue punished her clit, her body tensed, her orgasm exploded, burning through her body like a wildfire. Lifting her head up sharply, he moaned loudly in disappointment. Her body still trembling, Laura moved uncertainly down the detective, taking his trembling erection in her hand. She rubbed his glistening tip against her still throbbing clit, her body buckled at the sensation, forcing her to bend double. Raising herself back up, she guided his cock between her lips, sliding down his length slowly, her whole body trembling as the sensation of his throbbing cock, pressing against the trembling walls of her pussy, accentuated the aftershocks of the orgasm, still moving through her, her pussy clutched, grasping his cock tightly, forcing a loud moan from his lips as she impaled herself along his length. Reaching down she rubbed her clit, the aftershocks of electricity, assaulting every nerve in her body, watching the beautiful warden in the mirror reflect her actions perfectly, rubbing her own clit, lifting her body up and down. Laura tensed again, unable to withhold the wave of pleasure that threatened her sanity, imperfect time her reflection tensed, the two of them seemingly united in their pleasure, immersed in each other's carnal desires. Their gaze is locked, their bodies tied imperfect unison, they leapt over the edge of the cliff, their orgasms resonating between them, Laura's pussies squeezed along the detective's cock, forcing a warm explosion of pleasure to erupt inside her, her breathing slowly calmed, her gasa pleasure, quietening, somewhere in the distance behind her she could hear the detective call her name, as his cock still pulsed a warm, come inside her. She tried to hold her reflections gaze for a little longer, she wheeled her to stay, but yet again the mist felt the mirror, and Laura's senses returned to the here and now. She suddenly realised a detective had actually been asking her a question, shaking her head to clear the effects of the mist, Laura said, "Sorry, that was pretty intense and dulled my senses for a while, I said could you pass me the hank of keys from my pants' pockets, my wrists are a little raw after that." That detective responded, "Oh, of course," she replied, sliding off him and collecting his pants from the floor, releasing the hank us, his wrists were covered with an angry red, not quite bleeding, but not far from it either. Laura grabbed a discarded pillow from the floor and replaced it on the bed, before laying next to the detective, enjoying the warm glow moving between their bodies. "So what's your first name? I can't go around calling you Detective Andino now, can I?" "It's McCall," McCall replied, rubbing his wrist before putting his arms around Laura. "So that mirror is pretty special," he whispered, "the both of them staring into the mist." "Yeah, it is said it showed me the truth, but I don't know much about its magic or the such. I was just asked to find it and get it here," she replied dasily. "Who instructed you?" "Mecall, as curiously." Jimmy Broadbent, he is a collector and has a gallery of supernatural artifacts. Laura said, feeling her body drifting loosely with the afterglow of pleasure. "On cheap side," he asked, "yeah, you know him." Laura said, curiosity waking her a little. "Oh yes, and I don't think he will be needing this mirror. There was a fire in his gallery today. Apparently, the only thing that survived were some old manuscripts about something called the Gorgon's mirror, which I'm guessing is currently stood at the bottom of your bed." "Really?" Laura shouted, sitting upright. "Oh yes, I could only identify Jimmy from his dental records. The strange thing is, there was also charred remains of some sort of tentacles that were wrapped around his arms and legs. It seems so he couldn't escape." "It was pretty horrific," Mecall said calmly. His gaze focused on the mirror while his fingers played with Laura's hair. "Can you get me a copy of that manuscript?" Laura asked excitedly. "I guess if you wanted to see me again I could," he replied grinning. Laura slapped him on the chest playfully. "Okay then, I might even wear panties next time. Oh no need to go overboard. You're perfect just as you are," Mecall said laughing. "Oh, you haven't seen the panties I had in mind," detected Mecall and Dino. She said as she reached down and squeezed his pulse gently. "So, I hope you enjoyed that and I hope all your fantasies were in there. Next week another story and we can get wild and bad all over again. So until next time, and always with your pleasure in mind, this is Devlin Wild wishing you a salacious dreams." When it comes to renting out your property, the uncertainty of finding reliable tenants can feel like a real guessing game, responsible renter or perpetual party animal. 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