Ongoing Path Chapter 123 Supernatural Verse P4 Rev 0

The Ongoing Path – Supernatural Universe

By Stargatesg1fan1

Disclaimer: I own nothing of any recognized universes or characters within.

Women Bonded to Harry in This Verse-

Jessica ‘Jesse’ Moore is played by Adrianne Palicki

Andrea Barr is played by Amy Acker

Rebecca ‘Becky’ Warren is played by Amy Grabow
Jenny is played by Kristin Richardson
Layla Rourke is played by Julie Benz

Sarah Blake is played by Taylore Cole

Jenny is played by Christine Chatelain

Jo Harvelle is played by Alona Tal

Jeanette Sousa is played by Jeanette Sousa

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Chapter 4

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Jenny woke up feeling confused but in a warm comfortable place. When she opened her eyes, she found herself lying in a bed. She was in a room that was modern looking and quite large. The last thing she could remember was being tied to the pole of a barn covered in some blood and feeling a change come over her from what the vampires had done to her. She had felt her human persona fading and instincts taking over. The more it happened the less she cared. She had found herself hungering for the humans that were kept in the feeding cage. She no longer felt a craving for human blood. But there was a craving for something else. She wasn't sure what it was yet. Before she could think anything else on it the double doors to the room opened up and a man walked through. She had never seen him before. But he could definitely be described as tall, dark, and handsome.

"Hello Jenny," Harry said. "My name is Harry. You will hear others call me Sam. In private you can call me master."

Before Jenny could tell him where he could shove his master bullshit, she became immediately aware that she was naked beneath the covers. She also became aware of what it was that she craved. The closer he got the more aroused she became. She wanted nothing more than to taste a creamy load directly from his cock. His clothes seemed to fade away as he reached the bed. He brought his hard dick inches from her mouth, and she instinctively suckled the tip. She began nursing on his erection without any prompting needed. Harry stared down at the quite attractive Jenny as she slowly bobbed her head, her tongue sliding on the underside of his shaft as her eyes met his. He reflected upon what he had changed her into. He could have turned her fully back into human. But he saw no fun in that. He called her species nymphire. This was in homage to nymphomaniacs and vampires. Jenny was the first nymphire along with being their mother. Each monster species in this universe had a first being. Though he hesitated to apply the term monster to her after what he had made her into.

A nymphire could only be made from turning a vampire. Jenny was the only one capable of making a new one of her kind. This could only be done by use of a girl cock she could grow from her pussy. One of her kind was made when Jenny came inside of a vampire while that vampire was climaxing at the same time.  For female vampires this was easy enough.  Jenny fucked them as one would expect since she could grow a girl cock.  For male vampires she was capable of sodomizing them and converting them that way.  But she preferred to simply fuck their mouth using that method to convert them.  Her kind did not feed off of human blood. Instead, they fed off of sexual energy obtained from Human sexual fluids, man or woman. They enjoyed a vampire's strength, longevity, and durability. Their teeth were that of a normal human. They also had no aversion to sunlight. Jenny was given a veela's allure. Her offspring enjoyed a very weak version of this. She would be physically stronger by several times that of any of her children. The final difference was that Jenny only fed off of Harry's seed. He thought the nymphire was a vast improvement to the vampire. He was brought out of his musings by Jenny pulling off of his dick with her mouth and shifting position to bring her cunt to the edge of the bed. She spread her legs and then reached down to spread the lips of her pussy with two fingers.

Jenny gasped approvingly as her master sank his hard dick into her cunt. She had never been filled like this. His hardness stretched her insides the perfect amount and having him inside of her felt completely right. This was her new purpose in life, to bring him pleasure. He pulled back his dick to just the tip and then thrust back home in her sleeve, his mouth came down and claimed hers. She sucked at his tongue just as she had his dick. He slowly carved her insides out with his shaft. She squeezed her kegel muscles around his length trying to hold him inside of her. But despite all of her strength she could not slow his movement. She could sense the power contained within his body. Though he appeared a man she knew he was much more. After several long minutes of claiming your mouth with his he broke the kiss and stared down at her hungrily as he skewered her quim again and again. His thrusts were deliberately slow and steady. She felt his mind slipping to hers as easily as his shaft into her cunt. With that she gained understanding. He intended to take his time enjoying her body. That she was completely fine with. She was his to do with as he will. She experienced him drinking in her beauty along with the feel of her cunt along his shaft clasping and pulling at his length. The friction surrounding his dick sent small sensations of pleasure through his shaft to his balls each time he moved within her. She now understood why men always loved being buried inside of a woman. She could not quite understand yet how he had not already come within her given how good it felt.

Harry was one happy man as he repeatedly sank his dick into Jenny's gash. The feeling of her slick snatch sliding around his hardness was one he couldn't get enough of. Her expression of being completely lost to the pleasure his prick was generating within her was also something he could get used to. Her thighs were spread wide as she took the dicking she was receiving. She felt his balls bouncing off of her rump as he shafted her. Each plunge of his prick saw him reaching the deepest parts of her cunt. He wasn't sure how long he had been fucking her when he felt her shutter through a very intense orgasm. She was so incredibly tight as she came that after she finished decided he wanted a new position.

Jenny knew her master's desire the moment he pulled out of her. She was on her hands and knees ready for him as he sank his cock back into her gash from behind. He took hold of her hips and began to feed her his shaft with her on her hands and knees. She met his gaze in the mirror behind the bed. His expression was one that told her he was very satisfied to be sheathing his cock inside of her quim. This new position saw him stimulating different parts of her pussy. But the fact remained that he still forced her insides to spread around his hardness. Her master was thick and long and knew how to use it. That same vibrating energy and sense of power filled her. At one point he left over hips and slit his hands up to cup her breasts from below. He pulled her up right until her back was pressed against his chest. His mouth found her neck and she turned her head to give him better access. He continued to thrust into her pussy over and over but with more of an upwards angle this time. She remained pressed against him for some time just enjoying the feeling she was receiving.

“Who does this pussy belong to?” Harry whispered into her ear.

“You master,” Jenny replied. “Oh fuck,” She gasped. “Fuck my pussy. Please!”

Jenny felt herself being pushed back down to her hands and knees and his hands regripping her hips. He began driving into her harder and faster. She knelt there and took it. Each plunge of his shaft into her core saw her g-spot being stimulated. The sound of his groin bouncing off her rump was a meaty smack-smack-smack. She knew if she had been a regular mortal woman still she would definitely be feeling this the next day.

Harry lost himself to the feel of Jenny's pussy as he repeatedly plunged himself into her slick clasping gash. She just took it proving that she was his. The next he became aware of the passage of time it was as sensitivity in his dick intensified. He was ready to come. His forehead was beaten with sweat from what he had been feeling. She looked like she had been through the ringer. Half a dozen deep hard thrust into her pussy past before he buried himself inside of her. Rope after rope of hot seed surged into her well fucked cunt. She gasped and cried out as his orgasm triggered hers. She collapsed forward onto her front shaking and shuddering beneath him. Her pussy milked his shaft trying to get every drop of his load inside of her. He laid there on top of her slowly grinding his hardness into her softness.

“Good girl,” Harry whispered in her ear as he rolled them onto their left side and spooned against her.

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Salvation, Iowa

The RV was parked not far from the Holt residence.  Monica Holt and her husband Charlie were being targeted by Azazel.  Their sixth month old baby Rosie was the next child Azazel wanted to turn.  When the Winchesters got too close for Azazel’s comfort, he tried to have Meg lure them away.  Even now John was on his way to Lincoln, Nebraska with Jesse to meet Meg.  The agreement was that John would hand over the colt in exchange for Meg stopping killing John’s acquaintances.  The colt John was carrying was a transfigured duplicate.  There was a single bullet inside packed with enough death magic to kill just about anything.  Of course the gun had been enchanted not to fire if it was aimed at John or Jesse.  The real colt was with Harry and Dean.

Harry was tuned into the meeting between his family and the demons.

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“John, you made it,” Meg greeted.

Jesse was under an invisibility enchantment.  She had lied and told John it was a necklace enchanted by her lover which let her turn invisible.

“Of course,” John said.  “Here,” He said as he held out the colt.

Another, demon named Tom, stood near by.

“Sorry, Tom.  Father said I needed to be sure it was real,” Meg said as she aimed the fake colt and shot him.

The look of betrayal on Tom’s face as the death magic began to take hold was pretty sweet to see for John and Jesse.

“Satisfied?” John asked.

“Huh…I didn’t expect you to hand over the real colt,” Meg admitted.  “Tell me.  You didn’t expect me to just let you walk out of here did you?”

“Of course not,” John said as he released a grenade towards Meg had had been holding behind his back.

Meg saw it and took off running.  Jesse had grabbed John’s arm and portkeyed them out of there just before the grenade went off.

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Back in Salvation

“Dad and Jesse made it out safely,” Harry told Dean as he opened his eyes.

“That is useful how you can monitor her.  But it is also damn spooky,” Dean admitted.

“Look alive.  I think a certain demon is coming,” Harry said as nearby lights started to flicker.

Harry quickly spelled himself and Dean with disillusionment charms.  They slipped out of the vehicle and ran up to the house.  Harry unlocked the door and they slipped inside.  Monica had been drawn to the nursery.  When they made it up the stairs they found her already being halfway lifted up the wall.  Harry flung out his hand and sent a telekinetic blast into Azazel, driving the demon back into the wall with enough force to break the drywall.  Dean had already raised the colt.  Azazel managed to teleport out of Harry’s crushing telekinetic grip using some kind of smoky transport spell just in time.  Dean didn’t hesitate to grab Rosie as Harry picked up Monica.  The nursery burst into flames moments later.

“Who the hell are you?” Charlie Holt demanded from the bottom of the stairs.

Monica had enough wits about her from the fall by this point to shout, “Charlie, they saved us.”

“Out of the house.  The nursery is on fire,” Harry said.

Dean passed Rosie to Monica once they were outside.

“Thank you,” Monica said to the brothers.

Harry and Dean explained what was going on to the Holts.  Harry supplied them with wards to prevent Azazel from easily finding them to just try again.  Though it was unlikely for him to try since Rosie was no longer just six months old.  Harry wouldn’t put it past Azazel to kill the whole family out of spite.

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“I’m sorry Bobby how things ended the last time we spoke,” John apologized.

“That means a lot John,” Bobby said.  “Consider the hatchet buried.”

“This devil’s trap looks like it could work,” Harry said after examining the design for the trap in the key of Solomon book that Bobby had in his collection.

“Yes.  It should work nicely,” Bobby said.  “The trick is getting the demon into a devil’s trap.”

“That won’t be an issue,” Harry said as he took out a gun.

The others came over and watched as Harry waved his hands and caused glowing runes to appear carved into the gun.  He removed the magazine and took out a bullet.  He passed it around.  Bobby had already learned that Sam could now do magic.

“You just carved the devil’s trap into the bullet.  Do you think that will work?” Bobby asked.

“It’s going to interfere with their powers and ability to leave the body.  That assumes the bullet doesn’t get dug out,” Harry said.  “As a point of clarification I didn’t carve the devil’s trap into the bullet, the gun did.  The runes on the gun will do the carving on any bullet that enters the gun’s magazine.”

“Wicked,” Dean said.  “Can you do that to my gun?”

In short order all of their guns were enchanted.

“If you dismember the demon and destroy their hands then they won’t be digging the bullet out and they’ll be trapped in that body until it is destroyed.  That assumes you don’t mind killing the human host,” Jesse noted.

“She’s right.  But this is still brilliant,” John said.

Harry looked up just then as the dog barked.

“We’ve got company.  She’s pretty brave knowing we don’t have the colt,” Dean noted.

“She’s stupid is what she is.  She couldn’t take you alone,” Jesse told Harry.

The door shattered open.  Meg stood in the doorway flanked by four other demons.  The hunters all raised guns.  Harry shot Meg in the shoulder.  Her four minions all took a similar shot.

“What is this?  What did you do?” Meg demanded after attempting to raise her hand and fling the hunters into a wall.

Harry strode forward and punched Meg hard enough to knock her out.  The other demons were too busy clutching where the bullets had gone in.  Dean, John, Bobby, and Jesse each punched a demon out as well.

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Meg was the first demon to wake up bound to a chair.

“Where is Azazel?” John demanded.

“Like I’d tell you,” Meg said.

Harry raised his hand at one of the minions.  Harry’s eyes glowed as he made a flicking gesture with his fingers.  The demonic essence burst out of the minion.  As it started to leave the room to go back to hell, Harry made another gesture.  The black essence formed into a ball.  Harry made a clenching fist.  There was a terrified screaming sound as the demon’s essence was crushed out of existence.  Meg looked truly terrified for the first time.  She looked at Sam in a new light.

“I’ll ask again.  Where is Azazel?” John asked.

“He’ll do far worse things to me,” Meg insisted.

She was growing increasingly terrified as the next two minions were destroyed.  Harry took breaks to heal the bodies of the no-longer-possessed men.

“Maybe we should leave her in this state for a few days.  A few days locked in a body growing hungry and thirsty might loosen her tongue,” Jesse suggested.

“Oh please.  I’ve faced a lot worse in hell.  There isn’t anything you can do to me that is worse than there,” Meg said.

Harry walked over and placed his hand upon her shoulder.  The cruciatus flowed into her essence.  He shielded the human Meg’s soul from experiencing the brunt of the torture.  But she still felt some discomfort because the demon’s essence was so wrapped around her soul.

“Had enough?” Harry asked.

“Oh Sam, I didn’t know you had it in you.  I think you just made me cum,” Meg replied as she struggled to regain her breathe.

Harry took out her last minion.

“Last chance,” Harry said.

Meg sneered at him.  He tore the demon’s essence out of Meg and sent the demon back to hell in the pits for torture.  The other demons would torture it for a few days spelled to do so by Harry’s will.

“Why didn’t you destroy her?” Dean asked.

“She has a role to play in the future,” Harry answered even as he healed the human Meg.

“Thank you,” Meg said.  “She had me for over a year.  I was awake during some of it.  I don’t know where Azazel is.  But they use the sunrise apartments in Jefferson City, Missouri was a base of operations.  It’s one of many demon nests.  Azazel regularly visits there.”

“Thank you,” Dean said.  “Let’s go.”  Dean stopped when he realized the others weren’t following.  He turned back in time to see his brother raise a gun and shoot their father in the leg.  “What the hell?”

“I think it’s time for Azazel to stop pretending,” Harry said.

“How long have you known?” Azazel said as John’s eyes turned yellow.

“I felt the moment you took possession of him on the drive over.  I was trying to see what you would do,” Harry said.

“I don’t think you have the mojo left to pull me out of your daddy,” Azazel said.  “You’ll find I’m a lot tougher than your average demon.”  Harry grinned at Azazel and raised his hand.  Azazel’s eyes widened in surprise.  “No.  It isn’t possible,” Azazel said as he fought to remain in John Winchester.

A smoke that was somehow both yellow and black roiled out of John’s mouth.  Azazel let out a demonic scream that gradually became the scream of a man.  The smoke coalesced between Harry’s palms.  It solidified into a dark yellow gem that seemed to catch the light.  It was about the size of a marble.  Harry conjured a keychain with a metal cage around the gem.  He then handed it to John Winchester who was being held up by Sam.

“Right now he’s feeling mighty squeezed in this form.  I promise you it isn’t comfortable,” Harry said.

“You just made a very powerful demon into a keychain?” John asked his son incredulously.

“Yes,” Harry answered simply.

“Why not just destroy him?” Dean asked.

“He’s right that he is very hard to destroy,” Harry said.  “But trapping him is another matter entirely.”  He let the others conclude what he wanted from that statement.  He flicked his fingers.  “You all have an anti-possession tattoo on your shoulder now,” Harry said.

“Thank you,” Meg said with tears in her eyes as she examined her bare shoulder.

The others were looking at their shoulders as well.

“What now?” Dean asked.

“Now we recover,” Harry answered.

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Harvelle’s Roadhouse

Harry got out of the RV with Jesse.  Dean had driven the Impala.  John had driven his truck.

“I’m not sure what kind of welcome I’m going to get,” John admitted as he led the way inside.

The roadhouse looked rather abandoned.  But Harry sensed that was its usual look.  A guy named Ash was passed out on the pool table.

“Jo,” John greeted as she came out of the back with a rifle.  “I haven’t seen you since you were a little girl.”

“John,” Jo said in surprise.  “Mom, it’s John Winchester,” She called.

Ellen came out of the back with her own gun in hand.

“I never thought you’d actually show up,” Ellen admitted in surprise.  She set the gun aside.  “I thought you’d continue to be a stubborn ass.”

“A lot has changed,” John said.  “I’d like you to meet my sons Dean, Sam, and Sam’s fiancé Jesse.  Boys, this is Ellen and Jo Harvelle.  They run the roadhouse.  That over there is Ash.”

“Nice to meet you boys.  I’ve heard a lot about you,” Ellen said.  “So come tell me what has changed,” She invited John.

“We’ll need drinks for this,” John said.

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Jo was a 21-year-old blonde that was quite a looker.  Harry didn’t mind letting his aura go a bit around her.  All of them ordered alcohol.  Harry happily paid cash for it all.  As far as the others knew he was using magic to make objects he sold.  He was very flush with cash without requiring any credit card scams.  Jo caught him checking out her ass and gave him a look that said she didn’t mind.  But she also glanced curiously at Jesse whenever she caught him looking.  Jo then caught Jesse checking her out.  Jo had grown up in a hunter saloon.  She was no stranger to being propositioned by a woman.

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“We didn’t really get a chance to talk earlier,” Jesse said as she leaned against the wall as Jo came out of the back.

“It’s a pleasure,” Jo said as she accepted the hand.

“I don’t mind if or when you ever want to sample my man.  We’re perfectly fine sharing,” Jesse said.

“I take it that means you like partaking as well?” Jo asked curiously.

Jo had never actually been with a woman.  She had been with several men.  None of the women who had propositioned her were anyone she was attracted to.  But something was different about Jesse.

“Definitely.  But only if the woman is willing,” Jesse said.  “Just keep it in mind.”

Jo watched Jesse walk away, this time unable to prevent her eyes from being drawn to the older woman’s ass.

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“So how did your family get into Hunting anyway?” Harry asked when Jo had returned to the bar to serve him another drink.

Dean had gone off to see his girlfriend.  Jesse slid into the seat next to Harry.  John and Ellen were off chatting while sharing some drinks.

“My dad was a hunter.  He died when I was really young,” Jo admitted.

“I’m really sorry to hear about that,” Harry said.

“Me too,” Jessie added.

“Thanks.  I heard about your mom.  I’m sorry about that,” Jo told Harry.

“Thank you,” Harry answered.

Jo chatted with Sam and Jesse, getting to know them.  She kept on expecting some kind of move or pickup line from Sam.  She noticed that Jesse had a strange nickname for him of Harry.  She thought maybe it was a middle name or something.  When the pickup line never came she found herself even more attracted to the couple.  And that was saying something considering she had already been attracted to Harry from the start.

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Jo stepped out back to take out the empty beer bottles and set them down where they went.  She was about to go back inside when she heard some interesting sounds coming from around the building.  She peaked around the corner and saw something she hadn’t expected to see.  Jesse was braced against the side of the roadhouse having sex with Harry.

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Jo slipped her hand inside her pants and began playing with her pussy.  There was some garbage cans that blocked the view of her pretty well if she stepped behind them.  But it allowed her to see between them.  She watched as Jesse stood there, her pants down along her thighs, taking Harry’s prick again and again.  Jo felt herself get even wetter as she watched his prick pump slowly in and out of Jesse’s cunny.  It looked like the man had a very healthy sized prick.  Jesse seemed to be enjoying it.  Jo rubbed herself through several orgasms by the time Sam Winchester hilted himself inside of his lover and pumped her full of a creamy load.  By that point Jo was determined that at some point she would be taking her own dicking from the handsome man.

“Fuck I could sense how badly she wants your dick now,” Jesse said after they sensed Jo slip back inside and he slowly drew out of her.

Jesse brought her panties and pants back up before doing up the zipper and fly.  Her abilities would clean up any mess before it could ruin her jeans.

“So could I,” Harry said.

“I take it you want to play the long game with her, let the sexual tension build?” Jesse asked.

“Definitely,” Harry answered.  “The anticipation will make it all the sweeter when I finally pluck that fruit.”

“That sounds delicious.  Let’s go handle this clown case.  I’ll toy with Jo’s dreams.  We’ll have her so wet for you when you finally hilt that thick cock inside of her, she’ll cream herself instantly,” Jesse promised.

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Jo shuddered as she woke up soaked in sweat.  She had just had the most intense sex dream of her life.  She had dreamt she was Jesse having sex with Sam.  She could steel feel the aftereffects of her orgasm when he had cum inside of her.  It was so real.  Jo began rubbing her pussy needing to feel another orgasm she was so incredibly turned on.

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The next couple of cases seemed to fly by.  Harry and company encountered a hunter named Gordon Walker.  John was doing his thing on his own.  But now he answered phone calls from his sons easily.  He warned the boys from getting involved with Gordon.  They investigated a local vampire nest.  These vampires were led by the counterpart of a woman from Harry’s original universe.  In that universe her name was Tara Maclay.  In this universe her name was Lenore Benson.  Lenore’s group of vampires fed off of cattle blood.  They were a prime group of candidates to be converted to nymphires.  Harry planned to send Jenny their way and let her decide.  He would like it if she converted at least Lenore.  Harry also placed wards on the nest that hunters wouldn’t be able to find them as long as they didn’t consume forcibly taken human blood.

On the next case, Harry encountered the reanimated counterpart to his wife from the universe which contained the town of Smallville.  In that universe she was named Kyla Willowbrook.  In this universe she went by the name Angela Mason.  Angela had died in a car crash trying to escape seeing her boyfriend Matt who had cheated on her.  Angela had been reanimated by a guy named Neil.  Neil had been thoroughly friend-zoned and couldn’t let Angela go.  Harry intervened just as Angela was about to kill Matt in retaliation for what he had done to her.  Harry exchanged Matt’s life for Angela’s life.  She was fully returned to life.  Matt was a serious asshole.  It was his fault mixed with a bit of her own stupidity that saw Angela dead.  Harry put in a few telepathic commands to Angela to be a little less stupid and choose her men better.  She was gorgeous.  She had her pick of men.  She had chosen Matt for looks.  That had proven to be a mistake.  The memories of everyone involved were altered to account for Angela’s continued life.  Harry had been mildly tempted to take Angela as a wife in this universe as well.  But he already had her in another universe.  He just didn’t need the hassle.

The next case saw Harry and company meeting Andy Gallagher.  Andy was another one of Azazel’s chosen children.  His adoptive mother had been killed by Azazel.  Andy’s power was that of persuasion.  He could ask for anything and it would be given to him.  Andy had been abusing the power.  But he wasn’t malicious about it like his twin brother Ash.  The twin was not identical.  Ash had been getting dream visits from Azazel up until Azazel’s capture.  Azazel had been turning Ash into quite the nightmare, twisting his mind.  Harry stripped Ash of his power and did his best to telepathically straighten out Ash.  It wasn’t Ash’s fault for what he had become.  That was all up to Azazel.  Harry also had his replicat Aristotle use temporal retrieval protocols to bring back anyone Ash had killed.  A lot of memories were modified to bring these people back from the dead.  Harry left a replicat watching Andy in case Azazel’s minions decided to continue his plans for Andy.

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The Roadhouse

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Jo had never been more turned on in her life than she was as she watched from behind the dumpsters while Sam slid his hard shaft into Jesse's quim. She couldn't take it anymore. Jo started out from behind the dumpsters and walked towards the coupling pair. They both looked at her and didn't pause what they were doing. She strode forward and kissed Jesse. The other woman returned the kiss eagerly. After maybe 30 seconds of kissing, Jo kissed her way down Jesse's body. Jo had never tasted pussy before. But if this is what it all tasted like she was hooked. Jesse clutched at Jo's head and ground the blonde's mouth into her gash. Jesse allowed Jo to munch on her cunt for a little bit while taking a dicking from her husband. But then she decided to change things up. Harry and Jesse displayed a coordination that can only be gained through telepathic connection. He drew back out of her. Jesse got Jo onto her feet braced against the side of the Roadhouse through a combination of hands and telekinesis. Before Jo had time to process her new position, she felt him very slowly thrust his hard cock home in her cunt.

Jo let out a sound that was a mixture of moan and gasp as she felt her insides forced to stretch around the hard dick currently buried to the hilt inside of her pussy. She had never been this stretched or filled before. She looked over her shoulder and met the gaze of the man who was filling her. His mouth descended upon hers claiming her in a kiss that saw a thrill of pleasure surge through her from her clit to the tip of her breasts. She felt him take hold of her hips and begin slowly thrusting in and out of her. He went from using half his length to more than three-quarters of his length. Each deep plunge of his tool saw him touching the deepest parts of her. She suddenly became aware of foreign sensations, the feel of his cock being gripped by her sleeve. It was all she could do not to cum then and there.

"That's right. Feel how tightly your pussy grips his shaft. You'll never want to deny him again just to feel the sensation of your own cunt gripping his hard dick," Jesse purred next to Jo's ear.

Harry watched Jesse run her hands over Jo's body, occasionally moving down to toy with the blonde woman's clit. He relished the sensation of Jo's tight pussy clasping around his length as he worked it in and out of her. He admired her shapely rear as his groin bounced off it with the repeated smack-smack-smack of his body against hers. Through Jesse's eyes and his divine senses he took in Jo from all angles. She was gorgeous, a woman happily taking a good dicking. He watched his shaft plunge into her juicy gash only to draw back with her cunt lips clinging to his length. Her fingers gripped the sides of the Roadhouse. She threw her head back as Jesse kissed to her neck and shoulders. Harry slid his hands up from her hips exploring her back until he came to cup her breasts. Plunge after plunge of his hard cock into her juicy quim sent surge after surge of pleasure along his length into his balls.

Jo never wanted to stop having her pussy pumped by the man behind her. She simply couldn't get enough of his prick. There was a sense of primal satisfaction deep within her. She knew in that moment that she was meant to have his dick buried within her. Jesse's mouth found her collarbone at the same time Harry leaned forward and nibbled on her neck. Jo felt like she was getting it from both sides. Then it got even better as Jesse kissed her way down Jo's body. Jesse's mouth upon her clit and gash felt amazing. Her lover continued to pump within Jo's tight pussy thrusting home again and again. Jo mentally encouraged him. She lost herself in the sensation of him slowly carving out her insides. She had no idea how long she remained there braced against her home while taking the best cock of her life. She only knew that the sensations grew even more intense as she became more sensitive. She was aware of a fine sheen of sweat on her body from the intensity of what she was feeling along with the exertion. She really wasn't doing much other than taking a dick. But she felt like she had been working out. She felt things from Harry's point of view even more. Calling him Harry just felt natural to her, but only in private. Each deep drive of his shaft into her cunt sent a surge of sensation several times more intense than before she had lost herself. His mind seemed to focus more on her beauty. She understood then. She understood just how attracted he was to her and the lust that was overwhelming. She belonged to him now, his to use to pleasure his cock. She was amazed at the willpower he was exerting. Her pussy felt so good pulling at his shaft. Yet he still held out relaxing his muscles down below. He wanted to get every bit of pleasure from her juicy cunt that he could. Jo was amazed at just how good her pussy could make his dick feel. It really was the perfect place for him to bury his bone. Jesse began pointedly stimulating Jo's clit. Harry's dick hit just the right spots within Jo's core. She felt his immense power wash over her filling her. She had never felt so embraced and so safe. He gripped her hips harder and thrust harder. Her features twisted in what looked like almost pain as the intensity overwhelmed her.

Half a dozen powerful thrusts caused her to come undone about his cock. Her pussy began pulsing and clenching trying to milk his release out of him as euphoria tore through her. She had never known such ecstasy as her orgasm built and built. When she felt his hot seed splash inside of her being pumped into her by his hard cock, her orgasm reached a new intensity. She felt herself crying out as she clutched desperately at the side of the Roadhouse. Her right hand went down to Jesse's head and threaded through the other woman's hair. Harry moaned and groaned as he sent every drop of his hot load into Jo's clasping cunt. Pure pleasure surged again and again in his dick as he ground his shaft into Jo's clenching pussy. He slowly ground himself inside of her to draw out every bit of pleasure as his orgasm slowly came down. It was only Harry and Jesse holding Jo up by this point. She was so overwhelmed by what she was feeling. Jesse gradually eased off of Jo's gash after drinking up the blonde’s release.

"Glad you finally decided to join us," Jesse said.

"How long have you known that I was there?" Jo asked as she recovered her breath.

"Since the first time, beautiful," Harry said into Jo's ear in a husky tone that sent a shiver down her spine.

He was still buried inside of her. She didn't want him to leave.  Soon their grinding would see him going another round with her.

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Jo was met at the door to the RV by Jesse.

“Come in,” Jesse invited.

Jo had a rucksack thrown over her shoulder.

“You knew I’d ask to come,” Jo said as she followed Jesse inside.

“Of course we knew.  And we’re fine with it,” Jesse said.  “Even if we hadn’t known ahead of time, that epic fight we could hear with your mother was a dead giveaway.”

“Yeah.  She’s dead set again me hunting,” Jo said as she looked around the RV curiously.  “All three of you sleep in here?”

“It’s more than it seems,” Jesse said as she took Jo’s hand and led her towards what looked like the bedroom in the back.

As soon as they passed the bathroom they seemed to pass through some type of illusion.  Suddenly Jo found herself in a long hallway lined with doors.  The hallway was bigger by far than what could fit in the RV.  Jo stared wide-eyed.

“How?” Jo asked.

“Our man’s a wizard remember.  It takes some getting used to,” Jesse reminded her.  “Dean’s door is here.  This is my room with Harry.  There are other rooms like the growing lore library.  Do you want your own room?  Or do you want to move in with Harry and I?”

Jo appeared uncertain before asking, “What would you prefer?”

Jesse opened her own door and led him inside.  Harry was reading on the bed.  The bed was larger than even a king.

“Hello there,” Harry said as he put his book down and rose.

He smiled as he stepped forward and pulled Jo into a hug.

“So, you’re both ok with this?” Jo asked after drawing back from the hug and looking uncertainly between them.

“Ok with a gorgeous young woman we like very much moving in with us,” Jesse said teasingly.  “Of course we are.”

Harry conjured up a dresser for Jo.  They stored her things.  She was amazed at the en suite bathroom.  Soon, the RV was underway.  Jo was getting the tour.  The RV and Impala were actually both being driven by HFRs that looked like Dean and Harry.  Harry had told Dean that these were magical golems.  Dean was over the moon about not having to drive everywhere.  He could be in his room or one of the other rooms of the RV doing whatever he liked.  When Jo found the pool in the recreation room she was overjoyed.  This led to Harry conjuring a bikini for her, something he very much enjoyed.

From there Jo was taken on her first case.  It was one where she had done the research and ended up involving the ghost of a serial killer.  She did very well with some guidance.  Jo was not let in on the secret that her man was actually a sex god.  She was also not aware that she now had a serious power-up to match her new status as his wife.  She would learn eventually.  But for now Harry and Jesse enjoyed being in the know.

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Harry and company worked a case involving a crossroads demon that had made deals with several people ten years before and was now coming to collect.  One of the deal-makers was a man named Evan Hudson.  Evan’s wife Julie had been dying of cancer when Evan had made the deal to save her.  Julie also happened to be the counterpart of one of Harry’s wives, Maggie from the Battlestar Galactica universe.  Harry trapped the demon and threatened to imprison it in a armless legless homunculus made of spam enchanted not to deteriorate for a few hundred years if it didn’t let Evan be in peace.  The demon agreed before fleeing its current host, a woman named Jeannette Sousa.

“You scared it away,” Jeannette said as she struggled to get her wits about her.  She was sitting on the ground where she had collapsed after the demon had fled from her.  “Thank you.”

“No problem,” Harry said as he crouched next to her.  “How much do you remember?”

Jeannette looked at her rescuer and realized the lust the demon had been making her feel hadn’t gone away.  The demon had indulged in all sorts of depraved sex acts when inhabiting her body.  She had been unable to do anything but helplessly experience it all.  She had expected the lust to fade.  But that hadn’t happened.

“Mostly everything,” Jeannette admitted.

“I can make you forget if you’d like,” Harry offered.

“No.  Well, maybe some of it later,” Jeannette admitted.  She reached out and began rubbing his dick.  “You deserve a big thank you for saving me.”

“You don’t have to,” Harry said.

“I know.  I want to,” Jeannette said.

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Harry transfigured the ground into a cushion and stood from his crouch.  Jeannette went to her knees.  She looked up at him with lust filled eyes while undoing his pants.  Soon his pants and boxers were around his ankles and half his cock was in her mouth.  He met her gaze as she bobbed her lips and tongue up and down his shaft.  She definitely had experience sucking dick.  He let her suck his shaft for a little while before pulling her to her feet.  He directed her over to the nearby wooden water tower along the crossroads.  She got the idea and braced her hands against one of the support poles.  He drew her black cocktail dress up over her hips to find the demon hadn’t bothered with panties.  Her gash was dripping her juices from her arousal.  He brought the tip of his dick to her slit and moved it up and down to lubricate his prick.  Then he thrust slowly into her cunt, sheathing himself inside of her passage.

“Fuck you’re nice and tight,” Harry groaned into Jeannette’s ear as he gripped her hips and paused to enjoy it.

“Oh,” Jeanette moaned before biting her lip. “And you’re big,” She purred before turning her head and kissing him.

When Jeanette broke the kiss she gripped the pole tightly as her new lover began moving his shaft to and from her pussy.  He was stretching her insides in all the right ways.  His prick felt alive and filled her with a vibrating energy that none of her past lovers had generated within her.  She felt the smack-smack-smack sound of his groin bouncing off her rump sounding behind her as he settled into a nice rhythm of pumping her pussy.  He seemed unhurried in his efforts to dick her.  She was fine with that.  Each deep plunge of his shaft inside her quim sent a surge of pleasure along her vaginal walls to her core.  She loved the feeling and couldn’t get enough of it.  His mouth began exploring her neck and right shoulder as he pressed his chest against her upper body.  Thrust after deep thrust drove into her cunny making her lose track of time.

Harry buried his bone in Jeanette’s pussy again and again.  She happily stood there and took it.  Eventually he drew his upper body back which gave him the advantage of being able to admire her form.  She definitely kept herself in shape.  She had a shapely ass with just the right amount of curve.  He watched her ass bounce with the force of his groin hitting it.  His dick glistened with her juices each time he drew back, her pussy lips clinging to his length.  He pulled back until just the tip was inside of her before thrusting back balls deep within her core.  His balls bounced off her clit as he pumped her core.

“I see you found yourself some strange pussy lover,” Jesse purred as she came up behind him on his left.

“She looks like a lot of fun,” Jo added from behind him on his right.

He felt the hands of his two ladies on his back and butt, caressing him.  Jeanette looked over her shoulder in surprise at the other two women.

“Don’t worry,” Jesse assured as she came up closer to Jeanette.  “He’s allowed to sink his dick in whatever pussy he wants.  And I can tell he definitely wants to sink his dick in yours.  It feels amazing doesn’t it.”

“Yes,” Jeanette gasped as she felt him throb within her at the presence of the other women.

Jeanette heard a sound to her right and looked back to see the blonde woman kissing the man fucking her.

“That’s Jo and I’m Jesse.  It’s a pleasure to meet you Jeanette,” Jesse said.

Jeanette turned back to look at the woman to her left and immediately found herself swept up into a kiss.  The demon had used her body with both men and women.  Jesse was a superb kisser.  Jeanette broke the kiss when she her empty pussy.  She looked over her right shoulder to find Jo kneeling sucking some dick.  Jo met Jeanette’s gaze as the blonde happily cleaned Jeanette’s juices off of his shaft.  Jeanette suddenly found herself pressed back against the pull with Jesse kneeling between her legs.  Jeanette cried out and grasped Jesse’s head as the kneeling woman began eating her pussy.  The wonderful woman was doing things Jeanette had never experienced before.  Her tongue simply felt magical.  Jesse worked several fingers into Jeanette’s pussy.  Jeanette wasn’t sure how long she was like that having her snatch eaten against the pole.  But suddenly Jesse manipulated Jeanette’s body until Jeanette found herself once more bent over with a hard dick filling her.  Jesse was now kneeling between her legs as her lover resumed thrusting his hard cock back into Jeanette’s pussy.

Harry conjured a mirror floating in front of Jeanette so she could see him almost as much as he could see her.  She met his gaze as he continued to shaft her slick pussy.  He was one very satisfied man as he repeatedly thrust his manhood home in her snug sheathe.  She happily took it again and again.  He felt his balls bouncing off Jesse’s chin.  Her tongue frequently licked his cock as he buried it again and again inside of Jeanette.  Jo remained kneeling to the right of Harry.  He lost count of the number of times he pulled out of Jeanette to give the woman’s pussy a break and fucked Jo’s mouth.  The kneeling blonde happily let him use her mouth for his pleasure.  Between Harry and Jesse they brought Jeanette to the bring of orgasm several times.  But they never let her tip over the precipice.  She was being edged.  She grew beside herself with the need to cum.

“Please,” Jeanette pleaded as she met Harry’s gaze in the mirror.  “Please let me cum.  Fuck me hard.”

By this point Harry’s sensitivity was magnified.  Each deep plunge of his shaft being rubbed by her insides was sending an intense surge of pleasure.  He gripped her hips tighter and sped up his thrusts.  She moaned deeply as she felt herself racing towards an orgasm.  Jesse focused on Jeanette’s clit once more.  Jo stood up next to Jeanette facing Harry.  Jo slipped her middle finger into Jeanette’s asshole just as the other woman was on the bring of release.  Harry felt Jeanette’s pussy clasp and pull at his shaft as he sank it over and over into her tight sleeve.  She took every deep thrust and plunge of his prick into her gash happily.  Ecstasy tore through her cunt.  Harry thrust six more times deep in her core before burying himself.  His balls emptied into her pussy, hot rope after rope of semen filling her.  Jesse happily lapped up their combined juices.  He stared at Jeanette’s beautiful face in the mirror as she came undone around his cock.  She was a perfect receptacle to empty his load into.  This was where she was meant to be, what she was meant to do.  It was quite a while later that both Harry and Jeanette had come down from their very satisfying climax.  He drew out of her.  Jesse was immediately cleaning the other woman’s well-fucked cunt up.  Jo’s mouth happily cleaned Harry’s dick.  The moment she was done extracting the cocktail from Jeanette’s quim, Jesse repositioned herself behind Jeanette.

Jeanette looked back over her shoulder in surprise as Jesse began licking and fingering Jeanette’s asshole.  No words were said as Jo guided his slick shaft forward and fed it into Jeanette’s ass.  When he was balls deep in Jeanette’s butt his body was pressed against hers, covering her.  She gazed at the man who was buried balls deep in her butthole, one of her most intimate passages.  She knew she was his from that moment on.

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