Shut Up and Drive – part 3

We are either going to fight or make out because I am getting some real mixed signals here. Dean Winchester – Season 9

“Rise and shine baby bro,” Jared winced as blinding light pierced through the curtains onto his face. He groaned as he tried to shield his eyes with his hand.

“Is it groundhog day or something,” He pulled the blankets up over his head. 

“No dude. It is time to go and hunt some succubi!” 

Jared struggled out of bed and pulled on a shirt. “What has happened?”

“Well I just heard on the scanner that the cops have found a body in a house on the outskirts of town. The chatter was a bit confused but it seems like the body has that dried out look that the other two you were talking about had.”

Jared frowned, “You said the scanner was a piece of junk!” His voice was incredulous. 

“Well a guy’s gotta do something while you are having a lie in,” Jensen had that same manic look in his eyes that Jared had seen yesterday. Right before they had gone to the morgue and he had encountered that mysterious dark haired woman. Something about her seemed odd to Jared. Something about those perfect red lips and the eyes like dark pools. “Now get your coat on and lets GO.” Jensen held the door open as he tossed the car keys up and down impatiently. 

The brothers parked the Impala on the kerb in front of the suburban house. Two police cars were parked out the front and there was tape across the front door. 

“Who lives here?” Jensen asked as they stepped out of the car. 

Jared frowned, “You were the one snooping on the scanner,” he grumbled. 

“Whoah, keep your pants on bro,” Jensen held up his hands. “Anyone would think that you didn’t get much sleep last night.” 

Jared knew arguing was futile. He simply shrugged, “I don’t know but I guess we will find out soon enough. 

As the two brothers sat watching the activity a group of local police exited the house, got in the cars and left. 

“That’s our cue bro,” Jensen opened the car door and leapt into action. Jared was left to follow his manic brother up the driveway. 

Inside the house everything seemed incredibly normal, in a sad suburban single dad kind of way. Pizza boxes in front of the television, photos of kids stuck on the wall with blue tac, dishes piled in the sink. There was definitely no woman in this man’s life. 

“This is depressing man,” Jensen kicked at some discarded clothing on the floor. “This guy’s life really sucked ass.” 

In the corner beside the couch Jared bent down and picked up a small jar, “Check this out,” He held up his find. “He was either into some kinky shit or his life wasn’t as sad as we think.” 

Jensen walked over and took the jar from his brother’s hand. “Cherry lip gloss,” he mused. Something nagged at the back of his mind. 

“I believe that would be mine,” the voice startled both of them. Inexplicably the room was filled with the scent of fake cherry.

Jensen turned to look straight into those eyes. He felt his cock stir at the sight of her. Even in this sad room, in front of his brother he wanted her. She took a step forward and looked straight into Jensen’s eyes. His hard on throbbed almost painfully in his pants. For what seemed like an eternity her eyes bored into his. He could feel her breath on his lips. Her eyelids drooped and she pulled herself away. The spell was broken and Jensen came back to his senses. With an awkward cough he turned his body so that Jared couldn’t see his hard on. 

Jared frowned in confusion, “So how do you know this guy?”

“He was my boss,” the girl took the jar of lip gloss from Jensen, opened it and began applying the scented liquid. 

Jared seemed unaffected by her presence while Jensen was still struggling to control his cock. “Why were you in his house then?” 

She laughed at Jared’s naivety, “Why do you think? He may have been an ass but he still liked to fuck. “

Jensen remembered the first night he had seen her in the drive through of the burger joint. The middle aged man talking to her. He wondered if it was the same guy. Of course the police had taken the body so he couldn’t confirm. 

“So what are you guys doing here?” She interrupted his musing. 

“Oh just checking out a few things for a friend.” Jared jumped in before Jenson could even form a thought. “Actually I think we may have seen almost everything we need to.” His looked the woman straight in the eye. “What did you say your name was?” 

The woman looked from Jensen to Jared. Her demeanour hardened and her eyes glittered. Jensen felt confused. Why was Jared being so aggressive? Something in the far reaches of his mind made him feel uneasy. For the first time since he met her Jensen felt something other than lust. Suddenly he remembered that he didn’t know her name either. Somehow they had skipped over that part. 

“I didn’t,” the woman’s voice was like ice. Jensen felt a chill and an overwhelming need to placate her. The nagging, warning part of his senses faded away replaced by this desire to be pleasing for this woman. He stepped forward and touched her face. Their eyes met and he felt the same attraction as before. The scent of her lips and the deep pools of her eyes drew him in. The same pleasure began building in the base of his cock. She stepped closer, until he could feel her breath on his lips. Her hand reached down to cup his throbbing cock. Jensen felt his knees weaken and a wave of pleasure swept over him. 

“Names don’t matter,” she murmured. Her hand slid up to release Jensen’s belt buckle. 

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Shut Up and Drive, part 2

Jensen’s story continues. Unexpectedly he encounters the mystery woman as he goes about his business with his brother. For the first part of the story click here

Succubi, hells whores. They lure men into fits of ecstasy and then kill them by sucking out their life force. So the legend goes. – Journal of John Winchester.

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“So it looks as though we may have a case,” Jared looked up at Jensen as he staggered through the door.

“That’s good bro,” Jensen stumbled over to collapse on the bed. “It’s gonna have to wait until the morning though, I am beat.”

“What happened to you? Jared put down the newspaper he was reading.

“Nothing man, Jensen’s voice was already thick with sleep. “Just need some sleep.” Within moments he was snoring softly, completely unconscious. 

Jared shrugged and continued reading. His brother’s erratic behaviour was just a part of their crazy life. He continued to read articles and use the information to cross reference with his father’s journal. The hotel room was silent except for the sound of Jensen’s snores and the scratching of Jared’s pencil. Sometime around midnight even coffee wasn’t enough and Jared succumbed to sleep.

“Rise and shine buddy boy!” 

Jared struggled to open his eyes. His brother waved a breakfast burrito under his nose. “Time to go hunt evil things!”

With a heavy sigh Jared struggled out of bed. “You are chipper this morning. What has gotten in to you?”

“Just high on life bro,” Jared slammed back a coffee and devoured half of his burrito. “What were you saying about a case?”

Jared frowned at his brother as he shrugged on his jeans and a shirt, “So you were listening,”

Jensen shrugged, “Of course man! Why would I not listen to you, the font of all knowledge on things evil,” 

“Because you don’t usually,” Jared was wary of the new bouncy Jensen. Something was not right. 

“Well today is a new day and you, baby bro, have been under appreciated. So hit me with the deets.” 

Jared rummaged through the newspapers and notes he had spent half the night scribbling. “Well there have been reports in the local area of men disappearing. Over the last five or so years there have been three cases. The first was a man in his thirties, lived alone, found by his neighbour in his bed, naked. His appearance was described as desiccated even though he could not have been dead more than three days.”

Jensen nodded as he shovelled the remainder of his breakfast into his mouth and took a swig of coffee. He eyed Jared’s breakfast as yet untouched, “You gonna eat that?”

Jared frowned at the interruption, “No, go ahead,” He continued, “The second case was a younger man, twenty five, last seen leaving a bar with a young woman. His body was found in his car two days later, same desiccated appearance. Third case was a man in his forties, reported missing by his wife after he didn’t return from a visit to the local burger joint. Body has not been located.” 

“Right then.” Jensen’s mouth was full of burrito. “What is your conclusion then, Baby Bro?”

“Well it is not a lot to go on but I am leaning towards a succubi.” Jared took a sip of his coffee. 

“Bit of a stretch,” Jensen swallowed the last of the burrito. “Let’s go make the acquaintance of the local morgue people.” Jensen shrugged into his jacket followed by a more cautious Jared. 

“Sure,” he was used to following his brother’s lead with some things but today he seemed even looser than ever. He couldn’t shake the feeling that this was not going to end well.

As the Impala drew up outside the morgue Jensen noticed the young woman walking along the street. Same dark hair falling down her back and same bright red lips that parted in that slow smile when she saw the car. There was something about a woman who appreciated a classic car. 

“You go in and ask questions Bro,” he spoke to Jared without taking his eyes off the young woman. 

“Sure,” Jared replied gathering his notepad and fake ID. He glanced in the direction of the young woman. “She doesn’t look like your regular type. Aren’t you more into blondes?” 

“Variety is the spice of life Jared!” Jensen grinned a little like a wolf about to eat his dinner. Jared felt a brief moment of sympathy for the woman, but as she walked closer he wondered if his brother had met his match. 

“Good morning,” the woman greeted Jensen as he stepped out of the car, “Did you sleep well?” She stood close enough that Jensen could smell her fresh perfume and the cherry flavoured lip gloss. 

“Like a baby,” Jensen stretched in the morning sunshine. “I haven’t slept that well in years.” 

The woman moved closer and placed her hand on Jensen’s chest, her face was close to his and Jensen felt himself responding to her. Their eyes met and he felt as if he could dive into their deep brown depths. Her hand slid lower until it was resting on the front of his jeans. Despite himself Jensen could feel his cock hardening and his breath coming harder and faster. The woman’s breasts were pressed against his chest and her mouth was millimetres from his. He could smell her cherry lip gloss and feel the warmth of her breath on his face. Her eyes were like dark pools, enticing him to dive in. 

Before he realised it her hand was inside his pants. Her fingers wrapped around his cock, stroking slowly. Waves of pleasure washed over him. He felt his legs buckling underneath him as she continued to stroke. Her eyelids drooped and a look of pure satisfaction came over her face as she leaned against him. The same as before he felt his climax building almost against his will, as if she were pulling it out of him. Weakly he fought it, trying to make the moment last but it was futile. He rode the wave of his orgasm, higher than he ever remembered. Jizz pulsed over her willing hand as he groaned in pleasure. She whimpered and her body undulated against his, as if she were feeling his orgasm herself. For a long moment they both stood slumped against his car before she roused herself and withdrew her hand from his pants. Unashamed she licked his jizz from her hand. Her pink tongue cleaning her hand like a cat. 

Jensen was unable to move. Somehow he stayed upright as she finished eating his semen before she straightened her hair and leaned over to use the window of the car as a mirror to apply her lip gloss. The scent of cherry filled the air as she stood up. 

“Delicious.” She grinned before turning to walk away. 

Jensen watched her go still unable to move from his position slumped against the car. His body felt heavy and exhausted. He grinned at the memory of how good her hand felt wrapped around his cock. Just as Jared appeared at the doorway of the morgue Jensen was able to stagger to the front door of the car and slide into the driver’s seat. 

“What happened to you?” Jared frowned in concern at the sight of his brother slumped in the seat. 

With a massive effort Jensen sat upright and leaned forward to start the car,

“Nothing,” The high on life feeling of earlier in the day had left him completely. Somehow he turned the steering wheel and the car moved out of the parking lot. Later when the reached the hotel, Jensen staggered through the door and collapsed on the bed. He had no recollection of the drive. It was as if the car had driven by itself.

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Friday Flashback – Signs

I seem to be on a bit of a Succubi bent this week.

The signs were there. Right from the moment she opened the door. The way his voice quavered when he greeted her, the awkward way he walked as he followed her down to her chamber. She knew that this would be fun. Once inside she turned and stood in front of the bed facing him. Looking straight into his eyes she shrugged off her robe letting him see her nakedness. Without speaking she observed the way his Adam’s apple bobbed and the bulge in his jeans. Without breaking eye contact she sat on the edge of the bed with her knees spread wide apart. With one finger she traced the outline of her lips slowly and dipped her finger into herself before lifting it to her mouth to lick it clean.

His eyes opened wide and he shuffled uneasily on his feet,

“Perhaps you should show me what you have,” her voice broke the silence making him jump slightly. He looked confused for a moment before he realised what she meant. His hands shook as he fumbled with his belt and unzipped himself. She could see his cock straining against his boxers as he pushed his jeans down his legs. His boxers joined his jeans in an untidy pile on the floor and he stood in front of her with his cock jutting out in front of him.

Her red lips arched into a sly smile as she wrapped her fingers around his cock. She loved this moment, when she touched them for the first time, feeling the hardness, the pent up energy, the ache for release combined with the terror that they will make a fool of themselves. This was why she chose these boys, something about their awkwardness and inability to control themselves properly turned her on more than the most skilled love makers.  His eyes closed and his ragged breathing seemed loud in her ears as she moved her hand up and down his shaft. A bead of pre cum formed at the head of his cock. She could feel his thoughts whirring desperately trying to hold back the surge.  A note of panic pushed its way through the energy she was picking up from him. Watching his face she leaned forward and touched the tip of his cock with her tongue, licking away the bead of moisture.

He whimpered in desperation, but she was relentless, she ached to prove her power over him. The excitement of knowing that he was so close to crashing uncontrollably over the edge pushed her almost to the edge herself. Something about the look in his eyes softened her a little.  

“Please,” his voice cracked like a teenager. 

For a moment she considered saving him some of the humiliation that was about to follow but her own desire was too strong. She slid her lips over his shaft. He groaned in desperation as her tongue slipped over his head. She could feel his tension as he desperately fought for control of his body. Her pussy clenched quivering as it waited for the heat of his explosion. She kept her head tilted watching him as his cock slid over her tongue and touched the back of her mouth. The first pulse came as her lips touched the top of his balls. His eyes opened wide in surprise as she wrapped her arm around his ass, stopping him from pulling away in shame. He groaned as his body spasmed uncontrollably and the second salty jet filled her mouth. Wetness streamed out of her as she felt her own shuddering climax in response. His cock muffled her own grunt of pleasure as he pulsed and quivered inside her. 

“I am sorry, I am sorry, I am sorry,” he repeated over and over like a mantra as the waves of pleasure died away. Only when she felt him start to soften did she release him, letting his cock slide over her lips to hang limply in front of her. Awkwardly he bent to pick up his clothes.

“I am so sorry, I didn’t mean to do that but you were so sexy and then you sucked me….”

 His voice trailed away as he stood in front of her holding his clothes over his member, hiding it from her gaze.

Her smile was enigmatic, one moment she looked like a kind, older sister, forgiving her brother for stealing her candy, the next she was like a cat, willing the bird to come just a little closer so she could pounce on it. He stood rooted to the spot, desperately wanting to flee and hide in shame but unable to move. Slowly she reached over and picked up a phallic piece of glass from the bedside table and passed it to him. She lay back on the bed with her legs spread open,

“Put down those clothes, come kneel here and show me what you know about women’s vaginas.”

It wasn’t a request.

Awkwardly he knelt beside her holding the glass wand in his hand.

“I want you to touch my outer lips with the wand,” she commanded.

Awkwardly he reached down and stroked her tentatively with the smooth, cool glass. She shivered at the faintness of the touch, aching for more.

“Have you ever tasted a real woman?”

“No,” He still hid his face from her, embarrassed and afraid of not measuring up.

“Bend down and suck just that one little lip,” she instructed. “Don’t get carried away and try anything else just the lips,” she warned as he bent awkwardly.

The feel of his mouth on her was electric. His first touches were tentative like butterfly wings, she bucked her hips against his face, titillated by their fluttering touch. Eventually he became braver and sucked her labia into his mouth. Wetness streamed out of her as she moaned in pleasure.

“Now show me where you think my clit is,” she gasped. He sat back and touched the swollen hard node with the cold glass wand. She gasped at the change in sensation. He jumped back a little startled. She noted that his cock was already starting to stir and unable to stop herself she reached between her legs and stroked herself before spreading her lips wide, expertly displaying her hard node for him. She noticed his cock hardening again. Soon he would be ready to mount her so that she could pull his climax from him again. She shivered a little in anticipation. It was always better when they spurted uncontrollably inside her. Her clit throbbed feeling a little naked and exposed away from its protective hood.

“Suck me!” she commanded.

He didn’t hesitate, kneeling between her legs before taking her node against his lips with the same tentative licks and sucks as before. Her hand reached down to cradle the back of his head for a few moments before she pushed herself against his mouth encouraging his tongue to touch her firmly.

“Ahhhh!” she screamed as the orgasm ripped through her. A jet of liquid spurted over his face and he pulled away, surprised.

She smiled at him, warm from her orgasm but still hungry for more,

“Now we are even,”

He smiled disbelievingly touching his face. Not sure what to make of the juice coating his chin and mouth.

She arched her body towards him, “I want you to fuck me with that big hard cock,” She wriggled a little in anticipation as he lowered his body over hers. His cock pressed against her opening for a moment before it suddenly slid inside her. His eyes opened wide as she clenched around him. His ragged breathing was loud in her ears. The signs were there again, she knew he wouldn’t last long but she didn’t care. She was confident in her ability to arouse him over and over again so that she would be able to pull orgasm after orgasm out of him all night until he was spent and drained in the morning. The thought tipped her over the edge again.