Chapter 169: Tandem Between Junk & April
It began raining.
After Junk and April finished on the porch, the dark silhouette approached closer.
"Um? Someone's here," Junk saw her.
"Summon: Halloween Armor!"
Weary, he instantly summoned his Halloween, demonic armor.
The armor was immediately put on him. He was already wearing it.
Exactly as the dark shape appeared on the other side of the wooden porch, the rain came down like a sucker punch and the only thing that was preventing April and Junk from getting showered with the water, and it was only a small and poorly maintained roof. Although, Junk didn't care too much about the rain. And for April, she was already pretty much dripping with an overwhelming amount of it, so more it wouldn't be making that much of a big difference. But at the end of the day, she appreciated the fact that she wasn't receiving any more water on her. Especially since she was still oozing with Junk's load as she didn't want her tight pussy to be washed. Not now, not anytime soon. Not right now, if possible.
April's back was resting against one of the exterior walls of the cabin for the longest time, up until she was left to slide down to the wooden flooring of the porch. Slowly, she made it down and her butt hit the ground after Junk let her go. Her pink pussy was still oozing with Junk's semen long after she made it down.
The load was dripping out of her and sliding a little all over the porch. Junk was still standing over her as his huge dick was throbbing in front of her. She couldn't keep her eyes off of her. And then, as she stared at it, it donned on her: This wasn't over. She was ready for round two. She was already set to go on this adventure. After all, Junk was still hard, and his cock was throbbing for her. This wasn't over.
"Oh, it's dirty…" she said as she gazed at his cock for the longest time before looking up again at his eyes. They were looking at one another, right in the eyes. An erotic eye contact. "... Do you want me to clean it up for you or something?" she continued speaking with this erotic tone in her voice. Communicating with the handsome Halloween demonic knight with the most precious of elvish seduction. To be fair: Junk never thought that he'd be here, getting a quick, but lovely fuck with an actual elvish woman. April was a dream come true to him. And a superbly gorgeous one at that, too. Junk was now a half-demon. Beasts such as him never believed that anything like this could ever happen.
Even less so during a situation in which he was the one who received all the love like that and in a way that felt so genuine and legitimate. It wasn't like he was having an affair with a prostitute. A bitch that would be lying to him and not care about, draining his gold coins more than draining his cum. Hell, Junk would never even be able to get himself a whore. He didn't have the gold coins, nor did he have the physique to have any prostitutes interested in him. All the women would be much too frightened of him in his demonic form with the Halloween armor.
So, this also was the same thing for September. September stayed in the only place he had mostly always been: The Morgan Marsh. No other places for her. The Morgan Marsh was where she grew up a long time ago, and this was her sacred sanctuary—the place where she felt the safest.
Through this darkness that was this swamp, there was her: April.
April was Junk's shining dream, and September was so happy for him that he had her. Junk could tell that September was not jealous of him. He sensed respect. Pure respect.
Junk truly thought that all of this was a dream. The most pleasant dream he ever had at this point. Hearing this elvish girl, offering him to give him a blow-job, was something that he couldn't refuse.
He nodded.
"..." he didn't say anything other than grunting a bit and nodding to her. This was all she needed. As April was sitting down on her butt and that she was about to lean forward to get a hold of what she had to clean up, she noticed a certain something from the corner of her eye‒a certain someone to be exact. She turned her around. To her left. And she saw her… September.
Her shadowy figure was standing right there on the other side of the porch. She appeared out of nowhere, showing up like a ghost. The heavy rain silenced his movements earlier as she stepped out of the bog. She saw her. She saw her. The witch eventually approached as well, just to take a look at what the young and sexy elvish girl was looking at. They were interrupted.
"Sep? You're back? I thought you had left?" April said her name, confused. She immediately felt like she had done something wrong, even though it wasn't the case so much. It wasn't like there was anything between Junk and April that she didn't already know about. They were two friends. Two new friends. She had no idea why they were just interrupted, as she was supposed to have left for the night already. This left her pretty confused. Nothing else going. Sure, they had some kind of friendship and camaraderie, but it could eventually become something deeper than that someday. But for some reason, April truly felt like she had done something wrong. Something awful. She stopped everything at once. The dick cleaning process could never be officially begun.
"September. Is everything… Okay?" Junk asked the witch.
"Don't stop for me. I was just checking on you, guys, to see everything was okay. I heard screaming," September mentioned to them as she stepped a bit closer toward them. Making a bit more noise this time as the old wood under his hooves creaked.
"I'm fine. Everything is fine," April promised her.
"I made sure she was okay…" Junk explained to September.
"Go on. Clean up his dick. And do a decent job at it. Would you?" September carefully explained to her. "Meanwhile, I have a few questions for Junk," she said, as she truly didn't see anything wrong with them having sex in the bog in the middle of the night.
Once again, Junk could feel the respect the witch had for him, which was something he wasn't used to honestly.
April took two minutes to clean her man's cock before they could have some fun together again…
"Sure. What do you want to know, witch?" Junk gently asked her.
The next moment, the demon was deep into her pussy as April was crawling on her four on the porch. And she had done exactly as she was told of her to do: Cleaning up Junk's dick, which was all done. Well, she tried. It wasn't exactly that easy while Junk was as excited as he was.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
Junk was constantly moving in and out of her tight pussy, smashing her like crazy. Doing it doggie-style like this was something that made her feel like she was never in control. Which was even more of a big turn on for her. Her long and pink tongue was sticking out of her mouth as she had it swinging from one side to another…
"Gill and his wife and I just had a conversation about this…" September began talking. "They are thinking about introducing you to their daughter, Junk…"
…
"What?" Junk didn't know what that meant at first.
"Their daughter?" April asked.
"That's right. His wife, him and I just had a long conversation about this and after meeting you and after seeing how well you treat women so well, they would be honored to have their daughter join our witch coven," September continued explaining a bit more. "Of course, they'll wait for when the right time has come."
It was on that note that September suddenly vanished in the darkness.
"Hey, where she's going?" Junk asked.
"That's her alright!" April admitted, as the half-demon was still fucking the hell out of her, doggie-style.
Meanwhile, above, hidden in the darkness of the cabin's roof… September was sitting with her legs peacefully crossed together… Watching.