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Gorgons Mirror - A Dark Paranormal Erotic Fantasy - Part 2
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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:
- 34m
- Broadcast on:
- 14 Jul 2024
- Audio Format:
- mp3
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Now, so you enjoy this podcast, even deeper, you can lay on your bed, loosen your clothes, and put your earbuds in, go ahead and close your eyes and surrender to the pleasure of my voice, caressing over your body. But when you're ready to experience deep sensual pleasure, just go ahead and take a nice, deep breath and hold it for a moment, letting it go with a sigh, releasing all that tension, all that stress, for the next 30 minutes or so, it's just you and my voice. This is your time, your time to relax, your time for sensual satisfaction, your time to discover your inner passions as you listen to my voice and feel the story moving through your body and as you enjoy tonight's show. The flashing lights of the emergency vehicles lit up Laura's sitting room as people in various official uniforms entered and left her apartment. There was noise, voices, questions, all of which she answered calmly, coldly, coldly, the thought occupied her mind. Should she have had some emotion? Shouldn't there have been some tears? But why would there be? She was little more than a masturbation machine to him and he was quickly becoming an irritation to her. Still he was a human being that had died in the bed next to her. Now you are free, a voice whispered inside her head. He was only dragging you down, while holding back the real Laura. Confused Laura looked around the apartment, there was no one speaking to her, there was nowhere for this voice to come. It must have just been a figment of her imagination. She decided, probably an after effect from the lack of sleep. Detective Andino, who she presumed as in charge walked over to her, thrusting a plastic bag of blue pills under her nose. Have you ever seen these before? He asked, bristly, Laura looked at the bag containing the strange pills, her eyes a mask of confusion. No, what are they? She said as her gaze met the detectives. I suspect the Viagra, he said placing the pills into one of their evidence bags before marking it. Lots of bodybuilders use them to enhance their performance in the gyms, as well as in other areas. He continued, his words drifting from his lips, as if they were just throw away comments. What other areas Laura found herself wondering? Passing the evidence back to another cop, he barked. Give us a minute, as he took out his notebook. Great more questions, Laura was beginning to realize how empty the relationship had been. She hadn't even known his family name for God's sake. The various uniform bodies found out of the room, closing the door behind them. The detective side, as he sat opposite her, his golden warm eyes, holding Laura's for a moment before he spoke. "I have to ask this," he said, his face full of concern. Did your boyfriend enjoy rough anal play? Laura's eyes widened under the question. Her mind gripped with shock for a long moment. He's shaking her head. She managed to muffled, "No, was this the way detectives came onto women?" Ask about their dead partner's sexual preferences. There was no doubt he was attractive, but Laura really didn't think this was the moment to be seducing her. "Why'd you ask?" she managed. "I can't say for sure, but his rectal passage is very stretched, as if it had been repeatedly aggressively abused." Confused, Laura could only ask, "Is that what killed him?" "No, well, I don't know, and the autopsy will confirm whatever killed him. Between you and me, it was probably a no-deat Viagra, caused a heart attack or something." The detective Andina said, his eyes dropping suddenly. "I'm sorry about your loss," he continued, reaching inside his jacket pocket. "If you need anything, give me a call." He said as he passed Laura his card, taking it from his hand, their fingers brushed each other's, and a faint sense of electricity passed through Laura's body. Their gazes lingered on each other's, a little longer than was needed. Laura found herself brushing her tongue over her lips automatically. "Well, I'd better get back to the station. This is going to be a lengthy report." He said, standing, an opening the sitting-room door. The rest of the uniformed people seemed to have already left. The apartment was empty apart from the two of them, walking along the passageway. He stopped outside her bedroom door, turning and looking at Laura, with a burning intensity. Before he said, "I noticed your mirror is beautiful. How old is it?" Called a little off-guard by the question, Laura just stared, transfixed into his gaze for the longest moment, before saying, "Around 500 years old, and you keep it in your apartment, is that safe?" He asked, looking mildly amused by the idea. "Oh, it's not staying. It was just an admin error. I'm an antiques agent," Laura responded, conscious that if anything did happen to the mirror, whatever she said now might come back to haunt her. "Well, it's beautiful. I have a thing for antiques," the detective said, moving toward the main door. Stepping through, he said, "Call me if you need anything, Laura," a sincere gaze availed his eyes. Laura simply responded with, "I will, thank you, unless you watch the detective walk away. For some reason, her gaze was drawn to his ass, which was barely visible beneath his jacket." Closing the door, she leaned back against it. Her apartment was her space again. She thought signed deeply. And what the fuck was wrong with her? She wondered. She obviously didn't care Matt had just died in her bedroom. Even worse, from somewhere inside her, ledge results had arisen about the detective. She didn't know if he felt that buzz. But something about that man had made her a panties burn with desire. Laura walked back into her bedroom and sat on the end of the bed, staring into the mirror. Matt had a stretched anus. She wondered. And the Viagra. Was it really for bodybuilding? Was it just so he could fuck her? Was she that ugly he needed Viagra to get a heart on with her? It would explain why he always fucked her on the way to the gym, lost and confused by everything. She stared blankly at her misted image in the mirror, trying to make sense of it all. Somewhere behind the mist, there was a faint twinkle of light. Almost like a distant starlight. The mist seemed to be moving gently, shaking her head. The lack of sleep was obviously playing heavily on her mind. She had been awake since 3am and it was gone nine now. The mist was shifting dreamily. The light seemed to be growing, spreading over the mirror. Somewhere in the mist, she could see a man. Not the man she saw last night. This man was bigger. The face of the man came briefly into view. It was Matt, who held her hand up to her mouth, to suppress a gasp. She must be imagining this. This must be the consequences of a guilty conscience. Two men, equally broad as Matt appeared next to him. But she didn't recognise him. It was like watching a scene of a show play out on her very own TV. As the men moved around Matt, their hands moving over his chest and down over his defined abs. Transfixed, Laura could not tear her eyes away from what unfolded before her. Matt moaned loudly. As a man with dark hair caressed his growing cock, stroking it slowly. Matt pushed his hips forward, thrusting into the man's grip, his face a mask of pleasure. The other man, who had a shock of white hair, moved behind him, pushing his hands firmly over his back, forcing him to bend forward. The white-haired man, grassed Matt's ass cheeks, and parted them aggressively. His fingers sliding between them, probing, thrusting into Matt's rosette. The groans leaving Matt's lips were undefinable, guttural, animalistic, needy lust dripping from every sound. This wasn't the mat that Laura knew. This was a submissive Matt's male whore, the first man stepped toward Matt, running his fingers through his short hair. He pulled his head up aggressively, forcing Matt's mouth wide open. Matt begged please. As a man's impressive erection danced over his lips, holding his head still. The man was obviously resisting Matt's desperate desire to take him in his mouth fully. The white-haired man massaged his own cock, before pressing it between Matt's cheeks, and then holding himself still. From the tension in his body, Laura could see that Matt was trying to impale himself to push himself back on this outstretched cock, but the man's muscular arms resisted his movement. Matt moaned in frustration. His cock already dripping pre-come from the anticipation. Laura suddenly realised she was holding her breath. Her fingers pinching her toe nipples through her shirt. She hadn't even considered watching two men together, might be sexy, but God, her pussy was positively throbbing right now. There seemed to be a nod of agreement between the two strange men, and then both of them thrust forward in perfect time. Lifting Matt onto the tips of his toes, repeatedly they pounded into him. Matt reached underneath and grasped his own weeping cock, stroking it viciously. His muffled groans echoed from the mirror. Laura's hand slipped between her thighs, pressing it a throbbing clip through her soft, pressing it a throbbing clip through the soft material of her pajamas. She hadn't realised how wet she was. It was dripping through the material, matching the rhythm of the three men. Laura strode to a clit aggressively, her thighs tensing around her hand. She rised on the bed. The men's movements were almost hypnotic as they thrust in and out of Matt. Laura's core clutched at her fingers as they pushed inside her panties, her lips stretched around her fingers. Her body hummed with pleasure. Her hips rose to meet the thrusts, as her hand pounded at her pussy. "Oh, fuck!" she cried, as the three men tensed in unison, Matt's heart cocked, streaming a wave of cum across his stomach. Glosing her eyes, Laura fell back on the bed. What the fuck had just happened? What was that all about? She had never even thought about men having sex, but watching this threesome had affected her in a way that was so deeply erotic. "Who's there?" she asked. More than a little disturbed, though she wasn't alone, having just enjoyed an intense orgasm. Sitting up in the bed, she stared blankly at the mirror. The mists moved again to reveal the golden eyes, and chiseled jeweled from the previous night. "Oh, is she?" "What do you mean the truth?" She asked hastily. "You asked what Matt had been doing, and the mirror showed you. You mean Matt was gay?" "Yes, but he would rather pretend to be a straight man. So what about me? Where am I being like this? Why the heck am I attracted to that detective when my boyfriend's laying dead?" She asked, her voice bordering on irritation. The eyes vanished back into the mists silently, as it danced over the mirror. All Laura could see was her face staring back at her. After a long minute, the mists moved again, and Laura could see her full body. Well, she assumed it was her body, as it did have her head on top, but it was more curvaceous. Suttly more sensual. There was something else. She couldn't quite place it. A look in her eyes that sparked a feeling of self-confidence. More determined, watching her reflection move in the mirror. She slowly dropped her close to the ground, fascinated. She stared at the lingerie that adorned her reflected body, the way the pearl white underwear caressed her skin, flattering her so sensually. Her shoulders were up and proud. She was a woman who would not be downtrodden, and yet she was so feminine, so beautiful. She moved in the mirror, not with the familiar gate of apologetic motion, but with the stalking prowl that made the area her own, watching herself. She could see she was so truly beautiful, her body glowed with the presence of her inner confidence. She was Laura as she knew she was, deep inside. The tendrils on the mirror frame started to glow the gentle blush of passion. Before they arrived, they pushed into the reflection. The mist parted in the mirror, and clearly Laura could see the face of Detective and Dino. His dark eyes flamed by passion. The tendrils moving around him, embracing him, stripping him naked. His body was strong and naturally defined. The tendrils moved along his legs and ankles, pulling him back onto the reflection of her bed. Unresisting, he lay on the bed as the tendrils secured him, holding him firmly against the mattress. His body moved against the tendrils, not out of panic or fear, or even resistance, but the movement of a man who was consumed by his own desire. Her reflection moved slowly, and deliberately around the bed. Her fingertips caressing the bedding as she neared him, watching the detective and occasionally turning to look out of the mirror toward Laura, as if inviting her inside as her fingers discovered the soft flesh on the inside of his thighs. The needy moan that resonated from his lips seemed to vibrate gently between Laura's thighs, a caress of temptation that beckoned her to join him. Her fingers lingered around the base of his erection, circling his balls slowly, grinning as his hips raised, desperate for contact. His heart on stretching with desire, the skin along his shaft, pulling tight, his head glowing with the heat of lust, not just for the fleeting moment of an orgasm, but for the pleasure her touch promised. There was infinitely more intoxicating, Laura bit tightly on her lip, as she watched the finger gently caress, the length of his shaft. The trembling movements of his erection, mirrored by the vibrations gently pulsing inside her sex, his moans turning to growls, a venom-listic desire, as she circled the tip of his cock. Her fingernails teasing his slit gently, his body consumed in frustrated ratches of pleasure, his hips thrust skyward again, his first glistening glow of desire, decorated the head of his cock, watching the finger, traced down his shaft. Laura almost fell forward off the end of the bed, as her eyes could not tear away, circling his balls slowly, it vanished between his thighs, the hidden forceful intimate caress, forcing a guttural moan that echoed from his chest, lifting the finger. She caress the pre-come from his tip, wiping it over the ruby-colored lipstick that adorned her mouth. A colour Laura had never been brave enough to try, she gently sat the glistening beat from her finger, before lowering her head, tracing her tongue along the underneath of his shaft, his feet pressed into the mattress with frustrated desire, his body trembling visibly, as the tip of her tongue forcibly traced a line over the crease of his tight balls, grinning, her reflection turned to face Laura, before winking and slowly kissing along his erection, the mark of her lipstick, tracing a smudge line along his length, easing her lips gently over his tip, his secured hands gripped the mattress tightly in anticipation, his body frozen, awaiting the onslaught of pleasure, sliding her lips slowly down, Laura could feel the movement of her tongue, embracing that tip, exploring his shaft as she felt it throbbing in her mouth, her reflected hand slid back between his thighs, moving intensely with a gentle thrusting motion, as her head slid up and down his erection, taking him deep into her throat, his body pressed down, his hands gripping the tendrils, struggling with the intensity of the sensations moving through his body, suddenly she stopped, taking her mouth from his cock, the red smear of her lipstick, adorning every inch of his erection. Moving onto the bed, her reflection turned to look directly at Laura, the gazes burrowed furiously into each other's, taking his cock in her hand, she rubbed the head of it against her exposed glit, her reflection moored loudly, as she rubbed her pussy along his cock, her gaze never leaving Laura's hand pushed inside her panties, her fingers probing inside her sex, pressing his cock between her folds, she lowered herself onto him, watching the delicately blushed lips stretch around his shaft, her own pussy responded with sympathetic sensations, she could damn well feel it's stretching to accommodate his beautiful cock, as her reflections hips rose up and down, the cock glistening with pleasure, she could fill his cock head, pressing along the inside of her pussy, her clit exposed, her reflection reached down as her gaze held Laura's, each of them stroking their pinks, all in nubs, imperfect unison, matching her reflections movements, Laura grasped her breasts, squeezing them tightly, electricity pumping her body as she raised her hips up and down furiously, suddenly her body tensed, the shock of pleasure consuming every sense, the orgasm grasped every cell in her body, her fingers her toes curling tightly before that split second, when it released and collapsed down through her body, half fuck, Laura cried, watching her reflection share the same experience, so breathing slowed, returning to normal, the mist returned and the images faded, somewhere in the distance the golden eyes returned through the mist, unable to speak, Laura just sought to herself, was that the truth, yes that is the passion that lives inside you, the Laura you deny and yet you would be so much happier, if you just released her, Laura's wet hair dropped in front of her eyes, beads of sweat undripping her forehead, looking up through the strands, she tried to gather the strength to respond, as her phone suddenly sparked a life, the ringtone echoing around her apartment, holding her breath for a moment to compose herself before answering she managed to strangled, "Hi, good evening Laura, it's Detective Andino, I need to go through a couple of things with you, are you free now?" "Evening, what time is it? What the fuck has happened to her day?" Laura glanced at the clock on her nightstand, 609pm, sure she said, "Give me 30 minutes to clean up." Looking back at the mirror for a suggestion of what to do next, that Mr. returned, the eyes now gone, Laura's shoulders slumped as she thought about her recent discovery and what the true Laura might actually be like, and so I wasn't planning on a part 3 originally, but I got so many suggestions. Well, I just had to make it 3 parts to fit them all in, and so if you've made a suggestion you haven't heard it yet, he's going to be in part 3, shh, don't tell anybody, so until next week, when we can get wild and bad all over again, this is Devlin Wild with your pleasure in mind, wishing you salacious dreams. [Music] [Music] [Music] [Music] An official message from Medicare. A new law is helping me save more money on prescription drug costs, you may be able to save too. 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