Finally their mutual orgasms slowed and stopped. Both of them gasping from their exertions. Philip braced on his arms over Anya while she trembled from the intensity of what she had just felt. It had been so long since she had cum that hard and it felt so good... Her fingers traced up and down Philip's spine while a contented smile played on her lips. His eyes literally glowed, casting a pale greenish color onto Anya's face. "Yes," he whispered gutturally as he saw her face awash in the color, "you will join me, just like our mother joined my father to create me. You will be the mother of my children, who will rid the world of all the horrors of this so-called modern world."
She wasn't listening too hard so it took several seconds for the words to penetrate her lust befuddled brain. "What...what was that honey?" she sighed and began to open her eyes. Anya realized that there was some sort of light shining down on them. She could see something through her closed eyes. "You're dad...mother?" Anya said, struggling to understand what her lover had just said as she opened her eyes.
His cock really did wriggle inside Anya, like a living tentacle of flesh. Philip was using his arms to prop himself on top of Anya, but below his arms, like a new set of limbs, a set of bulbous protrusions started to form. They grew, the color like green tinged flesh, into a set of tentacle-like arms that slithered towards Anya's waist.
The image was blurry but a few blinks of her violet eyes cleared the image. "What the fuck!?" Anya gasped, both from shock and from feeling his cock moving in her. The wide head pressing against her cervix while the rest wriggled like a live snake so deep in her belly. Instinctively she tried to force Philip off of her but the orgasms had weaken her strength to that of a normal girl. It was only because of her father's heritage that she wasn't as weak as a babe.
Suddenly Philip's words made sense to her. Her mother had never told her much about what had happen during one of her adventures but Anya knew a bit of it. "Y...you're my....brother???" she gasped, eyes wide open.
Philip's green eyes glowed of glee. "Yes, sister. I don't know your name, but I sensed your presence in the city as soon as you arrived. I have avoided that blonde bitch and the other Amazons that wear my mother's title all these years, hoping to find my dear sister." He opened his mouth and licked her cheek...from six inches away. His tongue, formerly pink, was now a wan green color. It stretched out of his mouth and ran along side her cheek.
Anya's head jerked away from his tongue but it followed wherever she moved to leave a greenish slime on her cheek. She struggled to get free but Philip's body seemed to weigh a ton and those tentacles began to wrap around her waist to hold it close to him. "Yeah..." Anya grunted as she strained. "Glad for...the family...reunion. Now...let me...GO!!!"
Deep inside Anya, his cock rolled around her pussy like a snake, rubbing against her inner walls as if to drive her insane. Suddenly, vines came out from under the bed. Quickly the lashed around her wrists and spiraled down her forearms to the elbow. Too weak from the Amazon Curse that had robbed her of her Amazon power, her arms were pulled down below the level of the bed and yanked under. Another group of vines lashed around her sweaty ankles as well, pulling them to the sides and over the edge of the bed. Her legs were spread very wide and trapped partially under the bed, which only gave Philip better access to her womanhood.
"Ahhhhhhhh!" Anya groaned as it felt like her arms and legs were being pulled out of their sockets. The vines were like iron cables and she would've had problems breaking them even at full power. Anya did try though and as she did, her body arched to force her breasts up even higher then what her bonds made them go. Her body shivered not just from her struggles but also from the arousal from Philip's cock. It felt like one of those vines as it moved within her but Anya knew what it really was. "Damn!" she thought. "This could be fun if it wasn't so disgusting!"
He reached up to touch Anya's cheeks. The touch was gentle for a moment, but seeing the anger in her face, he instead grabbed her dark, damp hair just behind her temples and pulled it roughly to keep her looking up at him. "Don't you see, dear sister? You and I are going to complete my father's work. I will never see my mother again, or so that last Ultra Woman said after I raped her and bound her in that lasso of hers."
Her eyes widened a little more at hearing this new revelation. Not about the previous Champion being raped, that was a hazard of the job, but that he knew about her...their mother. "You don't know nothing!" she spat. "And don't you dare say anything about MY mother! She wouldn't want a thing like you to be her offspring!" There was one thing that could help clear the fog of lust from her mind and that was defending her mother.
He grinned at Anya's reaction. "Yes, I trapped her here just like you. My children and I raped her until she was nothing but a moaning bag of disgusting flesh. Then I questioned her about my mother and you, dear sister. She told me everything, that you were a hated outcast."
Without realizing it, Anya turned her head slightly in shame at hearing those words. She had never gotten over the teasing the other girls had done to her as she had grown up. It wasn't her fault that her father had been a vampire... The teasing had turned to hatred when she had accidentally tasted the blood of one of her sisters during a moment of passion. The girl had recovered fully but after that incident, no one ever looked at her the same. The only person after that who would give her the blood that craved was her mother.
With that, his green eyes dulled then closed. He arched his back and painfully pressed Anya's hair down into the bed. His balls rose against her ass cheeks while the sinuous snake-dick inside her began to vibrate intensely.
The sensations blew Anya back to reality from the past memories she had been having. Her eyes rolled back into her head as her brother's cock pressed into her womb to pass the vibrations on to it as well. The surface of her stomach was showing the signs of what he was doing inside her. At the same time, she could feel his balls filling up with even more of his evil cum.
"You...you..." Philip gasped harshly, "you will do like Mother...you...you will give birth to the new race that will destroy humanity," he proclaimed, his voice rising in pitch and need with each word. "You will give birth to the race that will Rule The WORLD! AAAAAGHHHH!!!"
"I should've robbed the place instead..." she thought as she came again when Philip blasted another load of his seed into her. Her thoughts ended when her voice turned to a scream. Her brother's lips fastened on to a nipple and he SUCKED on it until a thin trickle of Amazon milk flowed into his mouth. That seemed to stimulate Philip more because Anya couldn't feel the blasts of his cum ending....
Amazon milk was one of the rarest things in the world, since it was only created by a penetrated, pregnant, or motherly Amazon, all three of which were few and far between. In the ancient world it had been a mystic item, and more than one Amazon that had ventured into the outer world had been captured and enslaved for the healing, aphrodisiacal qualities of Amazon milk.
What it did to Philip was turn the slithering tentacle that was his cock into a rigid pole of steel that nearly lifted Anya's ass off the bed. The length of the hard shaft vibrated like a tuning fork as her stepbrother lustily sucked and nibbled on her nipple, teasing every last drop of the precious fluid from her.
Her body rose off the bed and lifted him along with her as she had one continuous orgasm. Any rational thought in her mind had been overwhelmed by the sheer power of what Philip was doing to her. The one part of her body that seemed to still be at full strength was the walls of her pussy. The clamped down on his cock with a force that could almost bend metal. If Anya's eyes had been opened, they would have glowed a faint red as she lost control of her vampiric side for a moment.
Unable to move his hips from the almost overwhelming pleasure that every touch of her pussy against his cock gave him, Philip held himself deeply inside Anya. His cum was finally slowing down, but the thick, pale green ichor oozed out the end of his shaft and stained the bed.
Anya's belly almost bulged from the amount of cum that he had forced into her. Some of her own juices leaked out to join his in staining the bed. When Philip had drained the last of her milk, she hung limp in the gasp of the tentacles around her waist. Her head rolled as she faded into oblivion....
Philip collapsed on top of the beautiful, flushed Amazon girl. Breathing heavily, his balls finally hanging damply between Anya's spread, glistening thighs, he could only lay there gasping for air. She had been just as incredible as he had imagined.
He may have had his father's plant abilities but Philip was still partly human, even if the human part was Amazonian in makeup. He could take on just about anybody in a fight however lovemaking did weakening him slightly. The Curse of Troy didn't work as it did with woman in making him as weak as a baby but he did feel noticeably tired. A slight drawback to having a mother who was an Amazon his father had determined.
"Wonder if she's pregnant," he thought aloud between gasps. Putting one hand on her breast and the other on the bed, he pushed himself upright. Pulling his flaccid manhood from her pussy caused trapped fluids to gush out and stain the bedding all the more.
"Mmmmmmmmmmmnnn...." Anya sighed from feeling both his hand and cock moving in her. Her breast was firm enough that it supported Philip's hand even with his weight on it. The feeling made his cock throb against Anya slightly which caused both of them to gasp. He nearly lowered himself back to the bed to lay against her but his willpower held out.
"Take her, my children," he said in a harsh, husky tone as he stood up from the bed. From the ceiling more of the vines wiggled down. As the leafy vines under the bed released the unconscious young woman, the ceiling vines took her up.
As the pressure of the vines around her limbs loosened part of her mind told her that she could escape. She wasn't listening to that part however. At the moment Anya's dreams were filled with ones where she and Philip were making wild love again but this time, he wasn't partly plant.
They slithered and rubbed around her waist, her chest, even between and around her sensitive breasts. Others took up her long legs and arms. Lifted into the air by the vines, the intelligent plants seemed to move her along the plant covered ceiling of the greenhouse. Some would reach out to take a body part, while others would release her. In this way Anya was moved.
When she reached the apex of the ceiling, she was nearly entombed by vines that held her spread eagle and facing towards the floor. Dark hair, damp with her sweat, dangled down around her face towards the floor.
The vines stayed away from the most sensitive areas of her body such as her nipples and pussy. That didn't mean much though since her whole body felt like one big nerve ending. The room was filled with the sounds of Anya's deep breathing and the steady dripping of Amazon honey that leaked from her. The slight swelling of her belly from the huge amount of Philip's cum disappeared as it leaked from her or was absorbed into her body. That caused a faint, greenish twinge in the area around her womb.
As she slowly began to recover from the powerful twin orgasms that had wracked her Amazon body, Philip sat down in a metal chair and gazed up at her. Vines, varying in thickness, were twisted around her, from her ankles which were four feet apart, up her calves and thighs, across her waist but oddly leaving her vagina and ass uncovered. They then crisscrossed her belly and many formed an X between her breasts, then around her neck and up her arms to her wrists.
Anya's eyes slowly opened to find that she was still in the middle of a nightmare. "Oh hell...." she whispered with a voice horse from her earlier screams. Her brother sat naked in the chair below so that she could see his cock laying limp across his thighs. Without wanting it, she felt her pussy begin to grow warm again.
Philip leaned back in the chair and smiled wearily at the trapped Amazon. He held up a glass of water in a toast to her. "Hello again, dear sister. It seems that even the best laid plans, pun unintended," he said, pausing with a faint smirk that showed that the pun was very much intended, "can go awry. I did a quick test on the fluids you dripped onto the floor." He gave a faint gesture at a patch of dampness on the concrete floor, right under Anya's lower body.
The odor of it reached her nostrils as did the larger wet spot on the bed they had shared. "Let me guess what he was testing for..." she thought with a twinge of fear running through her body. Anya knew what his father had wanted from their mother and what he wanted from her. A sense of relief was felt at his next words.
"It seems that you aren't pregnant just yet. Father said he had trouble impregnating our mother, and had to use one of his children to do that." He took a sip of his water. "I'm disappointed by that, but I will keep trying until I get it right!" he said with a quick, devious laugh.
"Yummm...." she thought for moment as she pictured themselves fucking as hard as had before. Anya quickly tried to dismiss those images with a shake of her head but she couldn't. She couldn't shake her head from the vines holding her hair back. Nor could she get rid of the images of them together. Their bodies and lusts seemed to be a match for each other...
"Sooner or later I'll fuck you hard enough to get your pregnant. You see, I have to first impregnate you, then I can mechanize the process. After the first one, I can put you into one of my plants which will leave you unconscious, but allow your body to replicate our children at a rate of one a month. Isn't that a wonderful idea, dear sister," he said, almost sneering at the word 'dear'.
Anya cringed at the thought of being a 'baby machine' because she knew Philip could make it happen eventually. That meant that she had to get out of this place and soon. Before he was able to impregnate her with his child. A child of a plant-Amazon and a vampire-Amazon would not be good she knew.
"You will keep having our children until your Amazon body gives out. By that time I'll have enough children of my own to take over this damned city."
Only a few movements of her muscles showed the struggles that Anya was making. The vines held her firmly in place as she knew they would. "You'll never get away with this," she said and regretted the words as soon as she said them. They made her sound way too much like that dorky Ultra Woman.
He gave her another toast with his glass of water. "For now, I need to run some errands, but in the morning I will be back to fuck you again and see if you'll take my seed." He gulped down the water and stood up. "Until then, I'll see that you are kept entertained."
"No...you don't need to be that kind," she replied as he found his clothes and put them on. "I can just hang around until I beat you into a salad!"
Philip grinned as he walked towards the door. He patted a thick vine by the door that led up to the leafy flora of the ceiling. "Enjoy her, children."
"Uh oh..." she said as the vine throbbed in response. The rest of them around her began to move as well. The first began to squeeze her breasts while others moved towards her vulnerable pussy.
As the more narrow vines began to twist and pull at Anya's soft breasts, a terrifyingly thick vine, rippled and leafless, snaked it's way through the leafy vegetation of the ceiling canopy.
"Uuuhhhhh....stoppppp....that!!" she grunted as she struggled in vain. The only response was that the vines tightened themselves even more so that her weak strength couldn't move herself. Her ears heard a brushing of something moving through the leaves but she still couldn't see what it was. Anything making that kind of noise, worried her greatly.
The other vines kept Anya almost motionless except for the long strands of dark hair that draped down over her face and the soft, malleable flesh of her breasts. The vines twisted around her tits molded them, pulling them this way and that across her glistening chest.
Small leaves brushed back and forth across her nipples until they were as hard and as large as ripe cherries. If she could, Anya would've shook her head back and forth but she was unable to. All she could do was fill the air around her with loud moans of denial. Suddenly, the leaves parted enough so that she could see the new vine. Noooooo...." she cried when she realized what it was.
The thicker vine was a darker, mottled green. Ridged like a root, but with a more leathery than wood-like appearance, it angled downwards about two feet, then curled back up. The point was rounded, but as Anya watched it in horror, the end of it opened up, and a lighter, pale green proboscis pushed out about two inches.
A fresh coat of sweat covered Anya's body from her frantic struggles. It was a testament to her depleted reservoirs of strength that the vines holding her creaked from her efforts. They held her firmly thought while the new vine brushed down her trembling body. Soft brushes by the small leaves continued all over Anya's body to leave her over sensitive to any touch. Her terror filled eyes remained locked on that new horror that had revealed itself.
It looked frighteningly like a man's penis, if not for the greenish pallor or the lack of a man's body. It slithered up the inside of her upper thigh before the tip, like leather velvet, touched between the puffy, cracked slit of her sex.
"Ahhhhhhhhh!" she cried as the plant-cock was covered in a fresh gush of her honey. Her violet eyes nearly bulged out of her head before being covered by the lids. The tip of the vine stroked up and down the slit like it was tormenting her with the sensations it was creating. Of course that was impossible since it was just a plant! Anya's toes curled and she gave a great moan when it brushed against her enlarged clit.
Suddenly the vines tightened their grip on the young Amazon. Extra vines slipped around Anya, so all-enveloping that she could barely move. They pulled her tight, as if preparing her for what came next.
The vines felt as soft of silk but they had a strength of steel. Each of them throbbed with a different rhythm slightly against her and absorbed the sweat from her skin. It felt like her whole body was being massage at the same time. It was nearly overwhelming by itself to Anya. What happened next threaten to drive her over the edge.
The vine between her legs backed up about an inch, then, with all the power it could muster, it drove into Anya's pussy like a stake being driven into a vampire's heart. In an instant, the rippled, leathery vine penetrated Anya, splitting her wide open in a wet, violent instant.
Her lips opened to scream but no sound came out. What she felt went far beyond mere words. The vine had forced its way in farther and faster then any man ever had so that it lay deep in her womb. Its slightly wiggling pushed its way even further as her stomach bulged again. At last Anya was able to form some sort of sound to show how she felt at this second.....
"AAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!" she screamed.
Her lips opened to scream but no sound came out. What she felt went far beyond mere words. The vine had forced its way in farther and faster then any man ever had so that it lay deep in her womb. Its slightly wiggling pushed its way even further as her stomach bulged again. At last Anya was able to form some sort of sound to show how she felt at this second.....
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!" she screamed.
Philip never looked back at the wailing young Amazon trapped in the ceiling foliage, but he could not help but smile at the wonderful sound. Soon his sister of a different father would begin fathering his own mutated, plant-like children. Anya would give birth to these children at a rate of two a month. Within a year he would have twenty-four creatures at his beck and call, each of them a hybrid of Amazon power and his own fantastic, plant-mutated powers. With two of these creatures for every one hero or heroine in the city, and the police hopeless against them, he could control Megapolis. Then he would destroy it, to return it to his true brethren, the plants.
When Philip reached the door and opened it, he paused and looked back. From here all he could see was the writhing plants, the thickest one moving up and down into the viney canopy of the ceiling. Also he could see long, dark black hair, dripping with sweat and shaking to the sounds of the oversexed wails of his prisoner. "Have a good night, little sister," he said with a tip of an imaginary cap, then headed out into the night.
The velvety yet leathery vine vibrated madly as it twisted and rolled its thickness within the length of Anya's sex. Back and forth it thrust, pounding into her. Along the curved length, which bent two feet towards the floor then back up to the main plant stalk in the ceiling, rolled the heavy fluids that seeped from Anya's dripping pussy. The fluids stopped at the lowest point of the vine then dripped down onto the concrete floor below.
Each time the vine worked its way into her it seemed to make Anya orgasm again. As it moved, it seemed to be trying to widen her tight vagina but her Amazon muscles resisted it. Which in turn proceeded to drive her wild in pleasure. Small vines dropped from the mass to soak up the puddle of juices on the floor. As with her mother, the vines seemed to enjoy the perfumed juice of Amazon lust.
With quick, rough thrusts that squished into the helplessly cumming Anya, the vine rubbed its slippery, mottled self against the inner walls of Anya's velvet sheath. Faster and faster it moved, as it began to vibrate like a firehose that had just filled with water.
"Nggggggghhhhhhhhhhaaaaaa!!!" she screamed again as a huge orgasm rolled over her body again. This one made the others look tiny in comparison. By this time Anya's mind had been reduced to one that felt nothing but lust and pleasure.
For hours it seemed that the vines brought her to orgasm after orgasm. Not trying to break her will but to leave her weak and helpless so their master could breed with her later on. Even after all the orgasms, Anya's muscles weren't slack but tight and firm. The 'massaging' from the vines holding was the reason for that.
The other plants groped and squeezed Anya's body, keeping her thrashing, luscious body trapped amongst the dense foliage of the ceiling. Only her hair draped down over her face, as another vine moved between her back and the glass and steel-framed ceiling.
It touch a few of the small areas the other vines hadn't covered. The smooth touch made her jump as best she could. Its tip caressing her buttocks and tracing the crack between them for many minutes. Anya could feel it but with all the other things happening, she couldn't help but to ignore it.
Unable to see the vine, Anya had no idea what one more slithering vine meant until she felt a new one of those leather/velvet proboscis push between her well-formed ass cheeks. With a suddenness to match the violence of the thrust into her pussy, it's smaller twin drove into her rear like a railroad spike hitting a tie.
Before Anya could scream another vine forced its way into her mouth and down her throat. The sound was muffled in her throat as the two other vines started to throb in sync with each other. The thin membrane was no defense to having it feel like there was one big vine inside of her.
All the vines began to move together so the throbs started at her feet and rolled up her body. The ones around her breasts moved up and made the heavy flesh bulge until it felt like it would explode. Anya's cries were silenced from the vine wiggling in her mouth.
The two vines that were forcing Anya's hips to widen vibrated and rolled inside her channels. Both had unloaded a thick, viscous green liquid that had somehow activated the Amazon Curse that ripped heavy orgasms through Anya's mind and body. She couldn't wonder why plants had activated something that only a male orgasm could have triggered; she could barely think at all after the savage pleasure that had turned the valiant, strong-minded young Amazon into a shivering, orgasmic being.
She could feel the vines pulsating as the liquid flowed throw them and into her. The coolness of it made Anya shiver even more then she was as she came. The fluid not only helped to extend her orgasms but it also prepared her womb for Philip's seeding of her later on. It was just like how their mother had the 'egg' placed in her body to make it possible. Philip had refined the process much better then the crude way of his father.
The vines kept at her, mercilessly penetrating. When she could almost became acclimated to the way the leathery vines rubbed against her sensitive inner walls, both retracted suddenly. As the thick green slime and her own juices rolled onto her belly then dripped to the floor, another pair of vines ruthlessly drove into her pussy and ass.
The grip of the vines relaxed for an instant so that Anya's hips rocked forwards as they entered her. The fluids made it easier for them to slide in but incredibly, her body was still as tight as before. While most women would be so loose that a Mack truck could be driven into them, with Anya they had to shove a little. Which helped to bring off another small orgasm in her battered body.
These started up a new series of thrusts and twists, only they were much softer, but dimpled with tiny lumps that had a whole different feel to them. The vine in her mouth vibrated, then it took squirted green into the heroine. This had a sour-sweet taste to it, like a green apple or a sour orange. Unable to expel it, the semi-conscious Anya had no choice but to gulp it down.
Some of the fluid leaked from the corners of but with all of the vine crammed in her mouth, most of it stayed in her stomach. It gave her heady feeling that along with the orgasms, proceeded to drive her into unconsciousness. Even as her eyes drooped closed, the vines kept working at her body to pull every ounce of pleasure from her.
A figure watched from the roof of the apartment building. Crouched down on one knee, the man peered at the small business across the street. The brick building in the front was plainly visible from the streetlights, but he could barely make out the greenhouses and outbuilding in the darkness behind it.
He had seen the suspect take a young woman into the greenhouse, but he had left an hour later without her. It had been peculiar; besides, the reason he was here was because of a string of disappearances whose trails had grown cold in this area of the city.
He had waited another two hours, but by four in the morning, he had lost patience. The suspect had not returned, and probably would not return until the nursery business opened later in the morning. Silently he left the roof and moved quietly down the three balconies to the ground below. His costume of midnight blue had a pair of red and white stripes that crisscrossed his chest and a single, light absorbing white star in the center of his chest. Many pouches and slots marked the polyvinyl suit, each one containing something he might use on his somewhat self-appointed duties.
His name was Gabriel to his family, but to the citizens of Megapolis, he was called Captain Liberty. It wasn't the heroic name he might have chosen, but being his son of a superhero and superheroine, it had been fated that he would take on the role his father had made famous.
Crossing the street a half-block down, where the glow of the street lights was muted by trees, Captain Liberty disappeared into the neighboring buildings of the suburban neighborhood. In a few minutes, he had leaped the fence to the rear of the nursery.
A tiny lockpick and a security transducer got him into the back door of the greenhouse. It was dark, but the mask over his eyes was of the most advanced nightvision material available. Even then, the green aura it produced to allow him to see at night was eerie in a plant-filled greenhouse.
He walked carefully down the center of the greenhouse, looking for any traps, or signs of the girl that had entered the place with the owner those hours ago.
There was nothing. The place was deathly silent. When he caught sight of the bed, he moved down the center aisle parallel to it. Captain Liberty could see that it had been used and left unmade, and could see the stains. But the girl was nowhere to be seen.
Suddenly he felt something on his shoulder. Calmly he put his hand to the drop of liquid that had spattered and rolled off the resistant material of his costume. Putting a finger to it, he brought his finger back to peer at the drop. It was a thick, green fluid.
He saw another drop coming down, and looked up to the ceiling. "Oh my god..." he mumbled as he saw the cocooned brunette, trapped and penetrated, followed by the dozen vines that snaked down towards him....
After she had slipped into unconsciousness, the vines had kept working on Anya. After a while though, they had slowed from their frantic pace to a more slower one. Enough to keep her tamed and unconscious but not enough to harm her body. Philip wanted her body tenderized but not beaten up. Uncounted orgasms had been forced from her body so that now Anya was as weak as any of her sisters would be. The vines supporting her and caressing every bit of her body. Even the areas between her fingers and toes.
The new Captain Liberty could barely believe his eyes. As the first vine wrapped around his neck, he overcame the amazement of seeing a beautiful young woman trapped and raped by a sea of vines in the overhang of the ceiling.
Even as he watched it seemed as if the vines were trying to hide her from him. They drew Anya's body deeper into their mass, making it harder for him to see. The look on her face was one of a person experiencing pleasures undreamed of by anybody and also ones that no one should feel because of the sheer amount of them.
"Shit!" he exclaimed as the vine tightened around his neck. More were coming down at Cap, even as the vines around the brunette kept slipping gently along the inner walls of her sex. He couldn't believe she was being raped by a vine, but he had more important things to worry about at the moment; like breathing.
A drop or two of the liquid coming from her pussy landed on his face. It rolled down until it touched his lips. The sweet taste was like nothing that he had ever lasted before in his life.
Another vine went around his right hand, but Cap quickly snatched a curved blade from one of his belt pouches. With a snap of his wrist, the blade snapped into place. With a deft cut, the slices away the vine around his neck.
More were coming down at him. Two more wrapped around his chest, while another moved around his waist. Swarming like a dozen hands, the green vines came at Captain Liberty in a rush. They slithered across his broad chest and worked down his left arm. Pieces of sliced vines hit the floor, but the arm was slowly being brought under control as he was lifted into the air. Without leverage, he was slowly being trapped within the vines.
Some of the vines released themselves from Anya so that they could do battle with the man. Enough stayed around her to hold her unconscious body up towards the ceiling. The two most important ones, the ones in her ass and pussy, kept at work in her all the time. Moving slowly and drawing another small orgasm from Anya even as Captain Liberty battled with the vines.
Things were getting desperate. He couldn't hope to cut all the vines that were trapping him. Instead, the quick thinking hero followed the vines as he struggle to keep a grip on the blade. Captain Liberty tracked most of the vines to a main stalk that was growing over by the front door, the one Philip had left out of hours ago.
"One chance," he thought. With a snap of his wrist, the blade whizzed across the greenhouse in a spinning circle of flashing steel. Powered by his modestly enhanced strength and the micron-sharp blade of the ubersteel, the stalk was neatly sliced in half. The leathery vines inside of her tried to leap forward but were restrained by Anya's flesh. That made her cried from behind the viney gag in her mouth. The plant bonds holding began to move in ways they hadn't before. If it wasn't for the fact they were losing strength Anya could've been ripped in two!
The vines spasmed. Cap was slammed into the ground, his head bouncing off the hard concrete. The vines released him and flailed wildly, some smashing and whipping at him, others merely grasping at air. For thirty seconds, while the hero struggled to remain conscious after striking the hard floor, the vines writhed and died.
"Shit that hurt..." Cap muttered as the vines drooped. His vision cleared just in time to bring up his arms to cushion the falling girl atop his body... The vines had sagged enough before they let her go to make the drop a short one. A few still wrapped themselves around Anya's body but most had fallen away. Only the one up her ass still lay within her wriggling in its death throes. A mixture of Anya's juices and plant seed stained Liberty's uniform as it rolled from her pussy. Some of the green mixture also came from her mouth as her head rested on his chest. Her long hair covering his upper torso.
Liberty shook his head and pulled the wild strands of dark, damp hair from his face. Still slightly dazed from the impact of the back of his head onthe concrete floor, the hero gently pushed the unknown girl off him. Pulling out another of his curved knives, he slashed the vine in Anya's backside and jerked it out and aside.
A soft cry came from Anya's lips as that last vine was pulled from her ass. She rolled over on to her front so that the hero could see that she was unconscious. Her skin fairly glowed from the amount of orgasms that she had been forced to have.
From the back of the greenhouse, another of the monster plants began slithering vines across the ceiling canopy towards the hero. "Time to get the hell out of here," he growled under his breath. The girl was unconscious, but Liberty didn't see any obvious injuries. He had no choice. He quickly kneeled down and picked the brunette up and tosses her over his shoulder. Gripping her ass tightly, curved knife still in his other hand, he backed towards the front door.
The front of his uniform quickly became stained from the honey and plant cum that flowed out of her pussy. The pressure of his shoulder against her belly helped to expel it from her. Anya's head was covered by her hair that flowed down his back while her hands rested against his hard ass.
Kicking it open with his boot, Liberty backed away from the greenhouse, girl in tow. His slashed at a pair of vines that attempted to slither towards him, but when their tips hit the damp grass and the rest hit the cool, winter night, the remaining vines writhed back into the warm greenhouse.
The cool air hitting her naked body made her gasp even in her unconscious state. Anya's skin turned into one big goosepimple while she tried to curled up against Liberty's body. Being held over his shoulder prevented that from happening however. She just bounced against him as he staggered forwards.
He was struggling to remain conscious as the hero placed his charge in the back of his van. On the outside the van was a plain white, nothing more than some usual delivery or personal van. The interior, however, was a cornucopia of advanced engineering and computing. Closing the doors behind him, Liberty placed Anya on a fold-down cot along one side. Attacking soft pads to various parts of the naked girl's body, he let the computer analyze while he stumbled to the driver's seat. Opaque windows made it look as if simple reflections kept them from discerning the driver; most would have been stunned to see the masked Captain Liberty behind the wheel.
The sensors along her body could tell that her skin was slightly chilled. In response, the computer turned on heating elements hidden within the cot. "Mmmmmmmm..." she sighed as she finally began to get warmed up. Anya curled up in a fetal position and rested her head on her hands and she continued to sleep.
"Computer, get me home," Liberty groaned as he reclined in his seat. As the van's computer drove him safely away, the hero slumped back in the seat, unconscious from the concussion.
Both of them slept as the vehicle successfully negotiated the traffic with nary an incident. The inside of the van took on a slight perfumed smell from the remains of Anya's honey that was coated on Liberty's uniform and her thighs.
"Damn," Liberty groaned as he put a hand to the back of his head. Glancing out the one-way windows of his van, he could see he was back in the underground hideout from which he worked. Glancing back, he could see the young girl was still unconscious. "Computer, status of subject."
The computer, in a droll, male voice, stated: "Subject sleeping, REM activity almost non-existent, no physical trauma other than high levels of..."
"Enough," Liberty told the computer as it started to rattle off chemicals of which he knew little. "When will she wake up?"
"Estimate time to consciousness: four hours, eleven minutes."
He opened the door and stumbled out. First thing he did was pull his mask back away from his head and feel at the lump on the back of his head. He felt around in trimmed blonde hair at the back of his skull. He brought his fingers back before his face. "Hm, no blood," he grunted.
Soon Captain Liberty was carrying the unknown, sleeping girl into his sauna. After using the warm steam to soften up the fluids that stained her perfect flesh, he washed her clean. Without drying Anya, he next carried her to his medlab.
Even though he avoided certain areas of her body out of modesty, his soft touch sent sensations to her slowly recovering brain. Not enough to stimulate her pleasure receptors, which after the vines were about numb, but enough begin to awaken her from her slumber. Almost instinctively, Anya's mind went into a trace like mode that would eventually help her mind recover from the trauma. Since the computer had never seen an Amazon mind with the kind of training Anya it didn't alert Liberty that anything had changed.
He placed her onto a clean bed and covered her with a sheet and blanket. Tapping in some commands to the medlab computer so it could monitor the sleeping girl, Liberty used a gloved finger to pull away a wandering black lock of hair from Anya's face. She was beautiful, there was no doubt. Perfect in fact, thought Liberty.
If he had been looking closer, he would've seen one of her hands move slightly upwards. Trying to reach his hand before it moved away. It had come to a rest on her stomach before Liberty covered her naked body with a soft blanket.
"Time for a shower," he muttered to himself, "probably a cold one."
Shedding his costume to the floor, knowing that this supposedly normal girl wouldn't wake up for another three hours, Liberty stripped to nothing. His body was tall and lean, like a professional swimmer. He stepped out of the medlab and into his own private quarters next to it. "Yeah, a hot shower would be better," he said. Steam soon filled his room as he stepped into the shower.
Traces of steam drifted into the other room from cracks in doors that hadn't been closed tightly. Anya's sensitive nose wrinkled as she smelled the unmistakable odor of soap and shampoo. Also that of human flesh... Flesh that was well filled with tasty blood. Her eyes fluttered open but instead of the normal violet color, there was a tinge of red in it. In her weakened state, Anya's vampire side had taken some control of her actions.
She slid from the bed and attempted to stand up but almost collapsed from being so weak. Bracing herself against the wall, Anya made her way across the room almost like she was sleepwalking. As the sound of the water turned off, she found herself standing in the doorway to the other room. "Hungry...." she whispered.
Naked, with his blonde hair darkened with water, the new Captain Liberty stepped from his shower. Taking a plain white towel from a steamy glass shelf, he started to dry his lean, toned body. He had a couple of small bruises, one on his thigh from a bullet that had bounced off his polymercarbonic flexsuit. The other was on the back of his left shoulder, a reminder of his evening's battle.
His mind wandered back to the scene at the greenhouse. Gabriel - that was his given name - still had mental pictures of that girl trapped and raped by those plants. It had been unlike anything he had ever seen. While rubbing the water from his arms, he thought about getting on the computer to see who, or what, could have been behind those animated plants.
Anya stood there in the doorway and watched the blond man dry himself off. He wasn't as muscular as Mayhem's son nor was his cock as huge as Philip's but he was nice in his own right. Her sensitive nose took in his man scent and that made Anya feel a little warmer inside. Her new feelings were enough to made the red glow fade from her eyes but not reduce the hunger she felt.
Just as he was getting the towel to dry off his groin and genitals, the young brunette walked into the bathroom. Gabriel wasn't as tough and imperturbable as his father, the old Captain Liberty, just yet. He wasn't quite as unflappable and calm as his mother, who had first been an Ultra Woman and later Lady Liberty. He was definitely not like his godmother and namesake, the Amazon counselor named Gabrielle. He was a bit of both of his parents, but not yet with the experience both had earned in their heroic careers.
They both stared at each other without saying a word for many moments. However it was obvious that they were turning the other on. From how Gabriel's cock began to thicken and grow longer and how the odor of Anya's pussy filled the room.
Gabriel definitely wasn't ready for the sight of this naked, unbelievably beautiful young woman gazing at him with undisguised lust. There was a strange, glassy quality to her violet eyes, but that was brushed aside by the young hero as the way her nipple were hard and high on her full, high breasts. The way her scent seemed to fill the room was almost an intoxicant. Perhaps, he thought for a moment, she was aroused by some kind of hero worship. A tiny grin flickered across his face. 'Now this is the way I can be thanked all the time,' he thought to himself.
Finally rousing herself from inaction, Anya slowly made her way across the tile floor until she stood on the rug Gabriel was on. "I'm hungry," she whispered as one of her hands brushed the side of his neck. "So very hungry...." Anya began to lean in to place her lips on his neck so she could satisfy her thirst...
At first Gabriel thought about offering her a sandwich, but the scent of her arousal was unmistakable. His manhood was getting harder with every second as she stepped up next to him. As it touched her hot thigh, it jerked in reaction. He gave a gasp as her breasts compressed against his chest.
She gasped as well as her over sensitive nipples dug ever so slightly into his body. Her hands winding around his back to hold him firmly to her while she began to lick the side of his neck. Anya's tongue tasting the salt and soap on his skin while feeling for the throbbing of the artery that was hidden near there. She had to stand on tip toes but she didn't mind that a bit.
"Yeah," he sighed as he followed her lead. The tall, blonde leaned down to kiss on Anya's neck as his lean arms wrapped around her lithe body. His lips suckled on Anya's warm neck as his body, still steaming from the shower, pressed tightly again her as he held her tight. His cock pressed against her belly, bent slightly to the side, as it grew harder with each passing second.
If Gabriel could've seen her face, he might have been surprised a little by how it changed. There was an almost 'cat like' look to it that happened when she was about to feed on somebody. "Mmmmmmmmm..." Anya hummed as she licked the spot above his artery. The throbbing feel of it and his cock were driving her quite wild in need and lust. One of her hands moved up to the back of Gabriel's neck to hold it while her mouth opened wide. A pair of sharp incisor teeth protruding....
The young hero was almost ready to blow right there. His stuffy parents had warned him to be careful, not to sleep around. Father, the original Captain Liberty, had said that only made one vulnerable. So far Gabriel had done what his father had ordered, but this girl in his arms was just unbelievable. Everything, from the incredible body to the scent of her arousal that flooded his senses. He wasn't sure he could have resisted her if he had wanted to; which he didn't right now.
Anya's mouth fastened itself against the side of his neck with her teeth just above the skin. She held back though and didn't really know why. This boy was certainly a good target and the scent of his blood was very strong compared to most others. All Anya could do was keep her mouth pressed against him while her tongue licked at the skin. Her free hand also caressed Gabriel's strong back, down to this lean buttocks.
"Mmm, now this the way to be thanked," he murmured as Gabriel kissed the girl's neck. He didn't even know her name, but with her incredible body and the obvious hunger he could feel just emanating from her, he didn't really care. "Hey, why don't I show you to a better place for us to do this?" he whispered in her ear.
He pushed his enlarged manhood against her body as an incentive. Anya in response reached down to feel just how hard the boy really was. The moment her fingers took take hold and felt the throbbing, it felt like an electric shock to Anya. She jumped and her teeth grazed his soft skin to leave two small cuts from which drops of blood oozed out. Instantly, Anya's tongue began to lap up the drops and her mouth to suckle on him. "Mmmmmmmmm...." she sighed as tasting his fine blood wine.
Gabriel twitched at the sting of pain in his neck, but he assumed she was giving him the first hickey of his young life. "Oh yeah," he groaned as he start to suck on her neck in return. His knees wobbled, but he attributed that to the fact that his dick felt like a slab of granite in the girl's firm grip.
She drank the twin thin trickles of blood as fast as the droplets entered her mouth. Anya knew that she should bite him deeper to increase the flow but for some reason she was satisfied with what she had. Each drop seemed to fill her body with strength and showed just how weak she had been. "Mmmmmnnnmmmmm..." she growled in her throat.
"Ohh," he sighed happily as he put his strong hands on either side of her waist and lifted her up, despite the odd weakness in his knees. "Come on, we're going to bed," he whispered to Anya.
When he picked her up, it pulled her head from his neck to end the kiss. Gabriel's words echoed in Anya's mind while she licked her lips clean. She could feel how hard his cock throbbed against her and how moist she was feeling at the moment. "Mmmm...yesss...bed..." she sighed as one of her hands stroked his shoulders to feel the muscles there. She would play the succubus and drink more from him at the moment of passion when his blood was the tastiest.
Carrying the brunette beauty in his arms, he took her through the side door of the bathroom. A Spartan bedroom, reminiscent of a hospital room in its simplicity and design. His cock felt like it was about to explode just from the way her hand kept working it. "Oh baby, you want on top or on bottom?" he asked naively as he sat down on the edge of the bed.
"I...don't care," Anya said in an almost dream like voice. Her hand on his shoulder went up to the back of his head to pull him down until their lips met for a deep kiss. Anya began to lay back and pulled Gabriel down with her.
Gabriel returned her kiss hungrily, his tongue darting into her mouth as his hands fell to the bed on either side of Anya's shoulders. He climbed over the girl and placed his hips between her legs. His cock was hard as a rock, however the tip that touched against Anya's abdomen felt as soft as velvet. Perhaps one of his father's warnings about situations like this echoed in the back of the young superhero's head, but the overwhelming sexual sensations drowned out any voice of caution. All he wanted to do was make love to this blindingly beautiful girl.
"Mmmmmmmmmmmmnnn..." Anya moaned into his mouth as she settled back into the bed. The hand that was on his shoulder moved down to stroke his strong back and feel the muscles there. The other hand kept up its work at slowly stroking Gabriel's cock. The two broke their passionate kiss for a moment as they gasped for air. There was a mutual lust and hunger in both their eyes as they looked at each other. Gabriel then claimed Anya's lips in a nearly lip bruising kiss while her legs wound around his calves.
Cupping one of her breasts, Gabriel leaned slightly to the side as he put all his weight on his opposite elbow. Full of lust and sexual desire, the young man darted his tongue, wrestling with hers as he kneaded her full, Amazon breast.
If she hadn't known better, Anya would've thought that Gabriel had never felt a woman's breast before with the way he was holding hers. The stroking of her hard nipple by his thumb made Anya whimper into his mouth and reach down further with her hand. His balls felt heavy and full as she cupped them. "Plenty in there..." she thought while kissing him wildly. After having both Philip and his vines a normal woman would've sworn of men for a month. This was an Amazon however and when their passions get up, there's no denying it.
Finally Gabriel let the weight of his body rest atop Anya, compressing her breasts against his chest. He reached down, not willing to wait any longer. The scent of her arousal was driving Gabriel insane. He released the kiss to gasp for air. His heart was pounding like a racehorse's, as the blood churned through his sweaty, overheated body. "I want you so bad!" he gasped out at Anya.
"Then take me lover," Anya grinned up at him. She released both his cock and balls so that her hands gripped the sides of the bed. She needed Gabriel very badly too. Not just for the sex but so that sweet blood that was flowing through his veins. Her hungers was almost driving her wild. "Give it too me before I have to take it from you!" she laughed and then gasped
Grabbing his member, Gabriel placed it at the puffy gates of Anya's sex. Nudging it past the lips, he let go of his hard cock and started to push inside. At that moment, Anya might have noticed the scent of someone else in the building, but as Gabriel spread her pussy open with his rigid shaft, she had other sensations to worry about..
Anya's eyes rolled into the back of her head and she gave a great moan. The sheets under her fingers began to tear from her clenching them so hard. The ease of Gabriel's passage into was due to the liquid honey that filled her pussy at the moment. Anya brought her feet up to hook them around his thighs and pull him in deeper. "Oh yesssss!"
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh..." Gabriel groaned as the dripping warmth surrounded his manhood for the first time in his overly-parented life. He pushed himself in until the base of his erection bumped against the soft, puffy lips of Anya's sex.
The muscles of her vagina rippled along the length of his cock as he filled her. Brian may not have been as massive as Philip but Anya knew he was pleasantly ample. Her hands moved to his back so that her fingertips moved up and down along his spine.
He left himself in that position for a few seconds, since he was unable to move anyway. He wanted to cum right there, but that was also the last thing he wanted to do. Gabriel wanted to make this incredible ride last as long as possible; this girl was incredible!
Wanting more, Anya took hold of Gabriel's hips and pushed him up slightly. Just to encourage him to answer nature's call and let his passion take hold. With her weakened state, she couldn't force him up so she could feel his cock sliding in and out. "M...move it in...me," Anya finally gasped into Gabriel's ear.
Off at the main entrance into the hidden lair of Captain America, a person stepped lightly into the dimly lit foyer. She could see the lights blinking on the control panel to the monitoring system, and the flood of light from the small bedroom her father had built so many years ago. That wasn't unusual in itself; she knew that the young Captain America had been investigating something this evening. However, the groans and moans of lovemaking were highly unusual.
She went down the short, four-step flight of stairs to the basement floor, the high, skyblue heels of her boots clicking on the hard concrete. Long, pale blonde curls bounced around her shoulders as she walked curiously towards the light. She heard young Cap sigh in contentment, not knowing that it was the moment of his first penetration of a woman, but she had a general idea. Unlike her prudish, noble brother, she had been around the block. "He took after our parents, after all, but I took after my father," she thought to herself with a smirk.
Quietly, she walked towards the faint light that beams from the bathroom, through the bedroom, and into the main hall.
Within the bedroom, Gabriel finally pulled his cock back, then sank it back into Anya's pussy with another sigh of incredible pleasure. "Oh God....feel...so good!" he gasped, although he was too far into the ecstasy to hear the very faint sound of snickering from just outside the bedroom doorway.
As he braced himself on his elbows to increase the angle of his thrusts, Anya lifted herself up slightly too. Her hands on his shoulders and head while her hips moved in time with his. Again, Anya's lips pressed against his neck right over his artery. This time her sharp incisors penetrated the skin just as he filled her pussy again. The gasp in her throat almost made Anya choke on the rush of blood that filled her mouth.
Gabriel's eyes shot open at the odd feeling in his neck, and the sudden, overwhelming need to cum. "AAAAGHHHH!!" he gasped out loudly as his cock was surrounded again my Anya's pussy, and in the moments after her teeth sank into his neck, his shaft exploded, spraying his seed into the depths of her sex.
The moment his orgasm came inside of her, the Curse triggered one within Anya. For a change she didn't really feel it even as she shuddered and her pussy leaked its honey. The taste of Gabriel's blood caused her to suckle on his throat all the harder. "Mmmmmmmmmmmmnnn!" Anya moaned from her throat as her legs pulled at his hips to hold him into her.
His lean body shook as his creams kept shooting into her even as she suckled on his tasty, virginal blood. He couldn'tbmove. Deep inside her warm sheath, his manhood struggled to push everything it could inside Anya. His hands gripped her tightly and his eyes closed as Gabriel rode out the pleasure waves of his climax.
With each suck her body felt stronger then it had before. The Curse weakened Anya's Amazon half but the fresh blood strengthened the vampire side. Having the ecstasy of a nice orgasm was just icing on the cake. Anya slowed her suckling so as not to weaken Gabriel too much since she really didn't wish to hurt him. She wasn't like her....cousins. the hand that was on the back of his neck traveled down to lay against his ass. The feel of the flexing muscles there was quite pleasurable.
"Ohhh," he groaned as he relaxed. Slowly he began pistoning his still hard erection within Anya's soft walls. "Wow," he muttered to her, "that was incredible." His naked hips moved back and forth between hers as the sweat from his body rolled down his chest, met Anya's breasts, then went down the slopes of those hills.
"Glad you liked it..." she sighed as she licked his smooth skin to make the two puncture marks vanish. Just as tasty as his blood was the salt on his skin. Anya just loved how a young man tasted after cumming. Her hand drifted from his head so that both grasped his ass for a moment. Then one reached down to cup his balls. "Mmmmm....and it feels like you still need some relief," Anya smiled as she stroked him and squeezed his cock with her muscles.
Around the edge of the open doorway a pair of blonde eyes were wide and the smile of red lips was covered by a hand. "Damn, I wish I had a camera!" the owner thought to herself. She kept watching, unable to look away from the scene.
The fresh infusion of blood had helped to clear out the fog that had clouded Anya's mind. She remembered all that had happened to over this past night and knew it might be a good idea to have a place to hide out. Just until she can think of what to do about her half-brother Philip. She snuggled into Gabriel's body and knew this would be a good place. "I have a silly question for you.... Just what the hell is you name? Besides wonderful lover that is."
In that moment Gabriel realized he had made a huge mistake. This girl had seen him without his mask and... It lasted only and instant but Anya caught the look of surprise that flashed across her lover's face. And she knew it was from more then just taking a strange girl to bed. She had been in this position a few times so she knew that look.
In the next moment, Gabriel realized that this girl had never seen him in costume. She wouldn't have any idea that he was also Captain Liberty. Granted, getting her out of the building without her figuring things out would be a challenge, but it would be better than playing dumb and making her suspicious.
"I'm Gabriel," he said as he kissed her cheek. "I've been wondering the same thing, like who this beautiful girl is. But we'll have plenty of time to explore more than our bodies later."
"Mmmmm...I'm sure we will," she sighed as her hands grasped his buttocks to hold him steady against her. "And I think we won't have too much time to talk since we'll be busy in other things." That made her laugh because it was probably true.
Even as Anya was giggling, Gabriel's lips claimed hers again and he pushed his tongue into her mouth. A mouth that was still coated with the blood she was savoring.
Already his cock was getting hard again, even if it had never really gotten soft. The smell of her arousal and the lingering heat from her Amazonian orgasm kept Gabriel from any failings of his body to match his lustful mind.
Their kiss this time was brief and they just rested their chins on each others as they looked into her eyes. It felt like this Gabriel hadn't been with a woman in a while with the quick recovery of his cock. That pleased Anya greatly since she hadn't been with a man, not the plant-freak Philip or the muscle bound tank of Mayhem's son, in awhile.
A grin crept over Gabriel's face. As he kept up his slow, steady thrusts into Anya's wet sheath, he let his chest rest on her breasts and wrapped his arms around her shoulders. With a sudden tug, he threw himself onto his back and rolled Anya atop him. As her hair fell over her face and his, he puffed out air from his mouth to clear it away.
"Your turn, mystery girl," he said as he reached up to cup her breasts.
"Naughty naughty," she said as she caught both of his hands before they took hold of her. "You can look but you can't touch, at least just yet!" Using his arms, she levered herself up until she was sitting on his lap. The motion forced Gabriel's cock into her just a little deeper to make her moan a little more. The muscles of her pussy tightening around him as he throbbed. "I'm Anyanka but you can call me Anya," she breathed and then grinned.
Gabriel nodded and smiled as he arched it buttocks up off the bed to lift Anya on the point of his cock. "Anya."
She gasped as he pushed on her cervix before he settled down on the bed again. "Hmmm...." she thought. "Seems this boy needs to be taught just who's in charge here..."
Just on the other side of the door, the blonde girl's blue eyes narrowed. She started to chew at the inside of her mouth in thought. She had heard the name before, but she could not place it. And it gnawed at her...
Without asking first, Anya slid her body down Gabriel's and allowed his cock to pull free of her pussy. She ignored his protests and hands until she was between both his legs at the end of the bed. "Now I think I will just have to teach you not to be so grabby when it comes to a woman." Anya looked at his cock, shiny with her juices and his seed and smiled. He wasn't huge but oh so nice.... One of her hands lightly grasped and stroked the length. "You just have to learn that a woman is in charge Gabriel and I shall teach you..." Without a further word, her lips enclosed the head of him.
"OOohhhhhh..." Gabriel groaned in ecstasy as his cock was surrounded by the wet warmth of Anya's mouth. His mouth opened up and his eyes closed. Reaching down, he put his hand against the back of Anya's head and ran his fingers through her silky black hair. He didn't put any pressure against her, but just wanted to feel her head as she gave him the first blow job of his life.
She only held the head in her mouth a for a second before releasing him. The taste of a man aroused was always something Anya could enjoy. Especially when she held his cock with one hand and his balls with the other so that she controlled him. With long, knowing strokes, she bathed his length with her tongue. Fully intending to bring Gabriel to the point of release many times before allowing him to cum in her mouth. Then he would find out just who's the boss here.
"Anya..." thought the blonde girl outside the moans of the bedroom. "Anya...Anya..." Her blue eyes widened as the connections in her mind all meshed. "Anyanka!" She punched her fist into the palm of her hand. "Anyanka! Rei!" she thought to herself. In an instant she turned the corner and walked into the room, the heels of her skyblue boots tacking away on the floor.
Gabriel took a few moments to register the footsteps due to the unbelievably fantastic distraction of Anya's sucking on his cock. When he finally opened his eyes, the blonde girl was standing off to one side at the end of the bed, arms crossed under her skyblue and gold clad cleavage. She had a stern look to her that was tempered by the hints of a smirk on her lips. "Um," he mumbled, "uh, hi Sis."
The moment she her his words Anya had a mouthful of cock. By the way the newcomer was dressed she figured it just had to be a heroine. Or a hooker. Since this was Gabriel's sister Anya wasn't too worried unless the woman disliked somebody giving her brother a blowjob in front of her. If that was the case then things could get interesting real fast.
Sunburst tapped the toe of one of her skyblue boots on the floor as she shifted her weight to that foot. "Hey Bro, bringing your work home with you? And you," she said, switching her attention to Gabriel's lover, "I don't know much about my mom's home, but I have heard of you. I'm Brienna, and I think I know your mother. How is Aunt Rei?"
Four words quickly registered in Anya's mind: 'mom's home' and 'aunt Rei'. "Oh shit...." she mumbled from around Gabriel's cock. While she had never met her in person, her mother had always gone on about Tania, the Amazon who had preceded her as Ultra Woman, and how she had found true love outside the island. And had a son and daughter by that man.... "And if she knows about me," she thought. "Then this is going to be real fun..."
With audible pop, Anya pulled her mouth off of his cock. As she sat up Anya brushed her sweaty hair from her face to look up at Brienna. "Mum...she's fine I think but I haven't been back to check in awhile." Anya said. "And I don't plan on going any time soon since that last time I was there I had half the palace guard on my ass." She shook her head at that particular nightmare. Anya didn't know what was considered worse: stealing the Ultra Girl uniform and lasso or seeing Queen Julia pleasuring herself with a vibrator. "So I borrowed something, so what?"
"Your naked ass I'm guessing," Brienna said with a mocking smile. "I thought you girls only did other girls?"
"Hey...I..." Gabriel sputtered. First he gaped at Anya after her comment about guards after her, then at his younger sister at her casual talk about lesbians. "You...you.." he said to each of them, "Uh..." he finally said, giving up for a moment the idea of a coherent sentence.
Anya almost broke down laughing at Gabriel's reaction. It sounded like his sister was certainly the one in charge in terms of siblings. "Nope," she giggled as she reached over to caress her new lover's still semi-hard cock. "I agree with mother that there isn't anything wrong with having sex with men whenever you feel like it. And I think if you asked your half-sister Julia she might tend to agree. If you asked her in private though."
With the toe of her skyblue boot, Brienna kicked a towel from the floor towards Anya's face. "At least cover up, the last thing I want to see is my brother's dick. Then we can talk about what the hell we're going to tell Mother. If she knew Aunt Rei's runaway was here, she would tear this place apart." She cocked a finger towards Anya. "Bro, you know this bimbo's wanted by the Amazons? Bad?"
Gabriel looked from sister to Anya, looking like he were still in a daze from the sex. "Um...who...?" he stuttered.
"I'm not a bimbo...." Anya muttered while stroking Gabriel. Avoiding Tania had been once of Anya's major duties since she figured the blond would spill it to the Amazons just where she was. Tania didn't consider herself an Amazon anymore but she did uphold the Queen's edicts Anya knew. Like the one about shipping Anya home to the island to face trial, conviction, and punishment. Not necessarily in that order either.
"I'm not done yet, horndog. Did you know she also took a nice bite out of her neck?" Brienna almost grinned as Gabriel's face flushed and he put a hand to his throat. "Yeah, thought not. I'm betting she drained you of some blood." She nodded at the expression on Anya's face. "Yeah, I know. While brother dear here plays Nintendo 1K, I listen at doors while my parents talk. You try any of that shit on me, and I'll plant your face through that wall."
She gave a guilty smile to Brienna and Gabriel. "Don't go looking for any marks either lover," she said to him as he frantically searched his neck. "I made sure there weren't any traces. I was hungry that's all. No crime or injury committed." Suddenly Anya started giggling. "I just realized something! Mother had your father and now I had his son. Kinky or what?"
"So just what have your parents been saying about me? Something good I hope." Anya was almost thinking about how to get Gabriel's Nintendo game since those were hot items right now.
Brienna rolled her eyes and shifted her weight to her other foot. "Yeah, and doing it with a horse is even kinkier. They got more blood too, maybe you should try one?"
"Nah... Horse blood tastes awful. Tried it back on the island once." She shuddered slightly at the memory of it.
"So just what have your parents been saying about me? Something good I hope." Anya was almost thinking about how to get Gabriel's Nintendo game since those were hot items right now.
"Which one? Mother wants your scalp for getting Aunt Rei is so much trouble, not to mention that she told Father that she would do worse if you messed with Julia." She stepped forward and threw the blanket towards the couple. "Would you cover that thing up already!? she said with a wave of her gloved hand towards Gabriel's still rigid manhood.
"Oh all right... Don't get all huffy and stuff." Anya covered Gabriel's waist with the blanket and then stood up. "I wonder if she actually has talked with mother about all of this. She might found out that mother is more pissed with the sisters back home then with me. Mom is such a rebel rather then a stick in the mud like most of those old farts."
Brienna looked over at the clock on the nightstand. "I'll give you thirty minutes, but after that I'm on the phone to Father and I'll let him be the one to worry about you. You might think you're tough, but wait until you see our Mother pissed off." She shrugged at Anya. "Best I can do, after that you're on your own."
Anya's eyes narrowed slightly. "And just why would anybody have to worry about him?" she asked, nodding at Gabriel. "He's got nothing to fear from me. I'm actually on y'all is side but just do things differently. Actually help people. Those little creatures that need help, remember?"
She then folded her arms across her ample chest. "And tell your mom if you want. I don't give a shit."
Brienna's arms were just as crossed as Anya's, and her own blue eyes were just as steely as the violet ones that gazed back at her. "Yeah, you just take a little payment right, a little blood. And when there aren't any crimes going on, you fuck some horny idiot and suck him?"
The skin around Anya's knuckles turned white as her fists clenched tightly. Mentally she counted to a thousand twice in order not to punch the girl in the mouth. "I don't take any payment from those I help," she said in a low, low voice. "And if I wish to have some fun its my choice. I don't have to obey you or anybody else."
Gabriel's face paled at the indictment of his sister. "Hey, lighten up Bree," he said in a subdued tone. "I feel fine. I mean, I doubt she even really did that to me."
Brienna smirked at her brother. "You're such a geek. Fine, fuck all night, I don't care. I'll go find me one of these new superhero and fuck him in the clouds," she said, then spun around on her heels. She reached the door to the bedroom and paused long enough to look back at the couple in the bedroom. "Just set the alarms, stupid, before Mother or Father come in here and find you and this slut fucking like animals."
Anya listened for the footsteps to fade from even her extra sharp hearing. As soon as it did, she bared her teeth and took a punch at the wall. Before her fist reached the surface however, she slowed it so the actual impact was little more then a tap. "Dammit!!" Anya said in a voice that could've been a scream if she hadn't controlled herself. She was facing the wall so that Gabriel couldn't see how her face changed into the look she had when she was in her 'vampire mode'. The force of her internal rage taxed her controls to the absolute limits. All the while she was trying to use the skills her mother had taught her to control herself.
Eventually she sat down on the edge of the bed and rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand. "I'm sorry Gabriel but you sister is just about everything I hated in my...sisters. I couldn't control what the fuck my father was so why hold that against me?!" She sighed again and turned to face him. "I'll leave you be now so you don't get in trouble with your parents. Thanks for the rescue though."
There was no way Gabriel was going to let this exotic beauty get away, at least not tonight. He place a hand to her cheek, then slipped it into her hair at the back of her head. "No way you are leaving me tonight," he said as he drew Anya's lips to his.
She resisted slightly so that their lips grazed other anothers. For a change Anya wasn't sure this was a good idea. Not with the fact that this was Tania's son and that his sister knew about her now. For all Anya knew, Brienna was calling her mother right now. All the while she was thinking this, Gabriel's lips were tracing up to her earlobe while his other hand was stroking her back.
He couldn't overpower her, but Gabriel used a little leverage to bring Anya back down onto the soft bed. "Besides, my parents sleep until dawn, and that's an hour away..."
When he adjusted himself to get closer to her body, Anya felt his cock graze her thigh. The feeling of that hard item broke her willpower that she had been building up. "I know this is a mistake but...." She let her lips touch his for a deep but brief kiss. "Gabriel," she whispered to him. "You really don't care at all that my father was a....vampire?" Her eyes looked deep into his to see if his words would tell her the truth.
Gabriel smiled down at the exotic beauty that had given him his first night of pleasure. "Anya, I wouldn't care if your father was the devil himself," he said sincerely as he rolled on top of her. His manhood, hard and erect, pressed down into the swollen lips of her sex. "Let's make love all night, my parents sleep for another three hours..."
"You just said they get up in an hour," she grinned up at him while one of her hands helped to guide his cock into her again. "Make up you mind!" Anya closed her eyes for a moment and sighed deeply as he parted her lips to begin to enter her hotness. "Gods the girls must love it when you make love to them... Amazon genes will tell in that department I guess." She looked up at him and grinned and got one in reply.