Greed God chapter 77 (Patreon)

January 26th 2016 Shadowcrest 8:00 PM EDT

I  was pretty impressed with Zee's house. It was big and spooky, though  not in the same way as Arkham. More in a casper the friendly ghost sort  of way than any sort of legit monster movie. There was all the right  elements, but it seemed too...lively, to be really dangerous. Lots of  dark gothic elements, but no real sense of threat. At least on surface. I  could feel a sense of amusement permeating the atmosphere, which seemed  lighthearted, but I was familiar with this kind of amusement. It was  the amusement of a cat looking at a particularly spirited mouse. So I  appraised it.

[Appraisal  function activated. Treasure detected. Shadowcrest Manor-C rank. A  sentient manor house currently belonging to the Zatara bloodline,  Shadowcrest is a massive dimensional nexus and a powerful mystical vault  holding the ancestral knowledge of the Zatara clan and a lifetime of  mystical treasures gathered by two generations of the powerful mystic  family.]

I  gulped audibly. C rank. That was...wow. Based on the exponential jump  from F to E I was guessing C rank was...a big deal. Given that fucking  Supergirl was only two ranks up, I was guessing this house was more than  capable of snapping me up like a scooby snack. Still, amusement or not  the thing didn't feel overtly hostile, and if it wanted me dead I would  be. I knocked on the door anyway, no use being afraid of something that  could probably kill me from across town if it wanted to.

When  Zee opened the door I forgot about the possible supernatural predator  house, because...well...titties. Big ones. Hanging almost completely out  of a very low cut tank top with no obvious sign of a bra. It took me a  few seconds to look up, but I caught Zee smirking at me smugly. I raised  an eyebrow. "We doing the whole eye candy revenge thing again? Because  all this looking and not touching is going to drive me crazy."

She  turned, leaving the door open and walking away, hips swaying. The tight  Yoga pants she was wearing said 'Witch' on the ass. That made me blank  out for another few seconds before her voice floated over her shoulder.  "You aren't allowed to touch today either, but if you're very nice I  might touch you." Not exactly what I'd been hoping for tonight but hey, I  would take what I could get for a shot at that body.

I  stepped into the house, barely dodging the door as it slammed shut. I  glared up at the ceiling, pretty sure the stupid house was laughing at  me. I rolled my eyes and followed that fat bouncing ass down the hall.  "So, thanks for agreeing to meet me on such short notice. I had fun on  our night out. Though I don't know if Barbie noticed. She didn't say  anything about it to me."

Zee  snickered as we walked into a library and she gestured for me to sit  down. "I didn't expect her to. She probably figured I would mention the  last time and didn't want to make you mad. I expected her to just get  pushier sexually to remind you why she's better than me. She's always  been the show and not tell type. Dick used to tell me stories of the  things she would do to him after we hung out to remind him what was  waiting for him. It always made her really jealous when we spent time  together."

That  was actually dead on. I hadn't even connected the two incidents, but I  was hardly complaining. I looked her over. "She seems pretty insistent  there was something there. You sure you two never fooled around when  they were together? Barbie is lots of things, but delusional isn't one  of them. The girl is a fact finding machine, and it seems weird that she  would be so fixated on the idea with no evidence."

She  sighed explosively. "I mean...we didn't have sex or anything. But I MAY  have sucked him off on his birthday once a little while after they got  together. It wasn't a big deal. I like sucking dick. I'm good at it.  Barbara had a class the next day and left him alone on his birthday  We  got to talking about old times, about our relationship, and he mentioned  how much he missed my mouth. So I said happy birthday to the head of  his cock with my tonsils. We were both a little tipsy, and I didn't even  know her at the time. It never happened again."

I  put my hands up. "I'm not going to tell on you. Though I find the whole  'I like sucking dick' thing surprising." I didn't. Girls who were 'just  one of the guys' usually weren't princesses about a sloppy blowie  between friends. They liked attention and recognition, and sucking  usually got them plenty of i, at least if they didn't want to put out.  But telling them you thought so was a good way to slam that door in your  face, so I played shocked.

She  rolled her eyes. "Yes I like blowjobs. I'm Catholic, and my crazy  overprotective dad was pretty serious about waiting until marriage. Fun  fact, there are spells that can tell you if your teenage daughter is a  virgin in EITHER hole, but there are no spells that tell you how much  dick she's sucked. Blowjobs were my own little teen rebellion. When my  dad made me mad I'd find a cute boy and slobber on his dick. I figured  out quick I had a knack for it. I don't usually blow guys with  girlfriends, but Dick was an old flame and like I said it was a moment  of weakness."

I  gave her a once over. "Wait...you're a virgin?" Because...that would  make this way harder, and honestly possibly a bit more fun, but it would  also mean the first time I fucked her would be less fun. As much as  people liked to glorify it, I hated breaking in virgins. They weren't  much fun until you got them trained up a bit. I preferred girls who knew  what they were doing.

Luckily,  she burst into giggles. "Dear gods no. My dad put on the Dr. Fate  helmet when I was fourteen and I've been basically raising myself since  then. Aside from just being super hot and curious about boys, I'm also a  magic nerd. Tantric magic was one of the first things I tried when I  was out on my own, though I didn't involve any boys until later. A  surprising number of tantric spells can be done solo." She waggled her  eyebrows at me. "But as much fun as watching you turn colors thinking  about how I am in bed is, and believe me, it's a blast. I assume you  aren't here for a walk down memory lane."

I  shook off the mental image of her fingering herself for magical power  and pulled out my phone. "No, I'm not. I'm here for this." I passed her  the phone, playing the video. "I was down at the Greenwitch Magic Market  and saw this guy acting squirrely. He took off down a tunnel and I  followed from a distance. Saw him doing...whatever this is. It seemed  weird so I wanted an expert opinion. There are pictures of the symbols  in there too."

Her  eyebrows furrowed. "This is...weird. It's some kind of power shunt, but  large scale. Like a dam or something. Based on the location they're  probably trying to redirect a leyline, the Market is usually held on  one. It powers their protective measures. The thing is I don't know why  the hell you would bother." She flipped through the pictures. "I'll look  into it more, but thanks for bringing this to my attention, I'll need  to keep these pic...tures." She stopped and I raised an eyebrow.

I  leaned in to take back the phone but she held onto it, and her eyes  were glued to the screen. To a picture she'd flipped to after she got  through the symbols, one I had left in my gallery from back when I was  seducing Dinah. Zee was staring, and licked her lips a little.  "That's...sorry, I didn't mean to flip past the symbols. That's big  though. Like...really big. How does Barbara fit it all. Though it could  just be perspective. Pictures don't usually convey scale well." She bit  her lip, looking up at me through her lashes. "Is that a trick of  perspective Nicky."

I  smiled. "It's not. But if you don't believe me I can show you. After  all, I am keeping a secret from my girlfriend for you. Friends do each  other favors. Maybe you can do me a favor. I bet you would have some fun  with it. You wouldn't be cheating, Barbie and I are open about seeing  other people." That was a lie. We were open about ME seeing other  people. If another gut laid a hand on my woman I'd rip his lungs out,  but it sounded me open minded when I said it the other way.

She  sighed, dropping to her knees. "Fine. I have been teasing. And  honestly?" She grinned up at me wickedly. "I've been wanting to suck you  off since she introduced you. I wouldn't because it was mean, but gods I  got so wet knowing I was blowing her boyfriend that first time. She can  be so judgemental and bitchy. I always liked her, but knowing her  boyfriend's cum had hit the back of my throat and she didn't know it  made dealing with her shit a little easier."

She unbuttoned my pants eagerly, pulling my dick out and shuddering as  it slapped her in the face. "Fuck that's a fat one. I knew you'd have a  big dick. You just have that swagger." I reached down for her head and  she slapped my hand. "Ground rules first. We aren't dating. We aren't  having sex. I'm going to suck your dick because we'll both enjoy it, but  once I'm done that's it. No strings or expectations, no trying to fuck  me. Agreed." I chuckled, noting the similarities to Barbie's little  speech when I first fucked her, but nodded.

She  gave me a beaming smile. "Good. Now let's both enjoy ourselves." She  reached up and slipped her straps down, letting her fat milky tits  bounce free. "I know how much men like to see the girls when they're  enjoying a nice blowie." Then without further ado she leaned in and  started to suck. I expected her to be in the running with Barbie and  Whisper for blow jobs, and she was, but she was also very different, and  I had to admit not in a bad way.

Barbie  and whisper liked to throat me. It felt amazing, but Zee wasn't all  eager and desperate. Zee was slow and methodical. She didn't start with  the throat, she started with the tongue, and she knew how to fucking  work it. Her tongue swirled around my cock like a pole dancer, supported  by her full lips. She licked me like and ice cream cone, slobbering all  over the tip and the sucking it back up. Each time she got deeper, got  lower, her tongue dancing down the shaft as those pouty dickpillows  massaged me like I was in a five star spa. Her lips and tongue felt like  they belonged to different people.

Her  hand gripped my balls, and rather than supporting it seemed like part  of the package, when the tongue was working it's way up and the lips  were sliding over the head of my dick her hand would swirl my balls,  gripping and wringing them just enough not to hurt, but to get them  going, get my cum bubbling and rising like she was milking out the  biggest, thickest load she could manage. She sucked me like that for  easily twenty minutes. Slobbering and slurping and staring me in the  eye, and she fucking loved it.

I  stared, at those pretty cheekbones over suck hollowed cheeks, and those  bright blue eyes, at her pouty mouth sucking the thoughts from my  fucking head, and those fat jiggly tits rippling every time she made it  to the bottom, like they were celebrating the victory. I was so into it I  barely noticed myself cumming until I finally dumped the biggest  fucking nut I'd ever had right down her throat.

Those  lips slurped it up like a pro, not spilling a drop, and as she popped  her mouth off me with a smack she stared up at me in a daze. Her big  blue eyes weren't blue anymore, they were glowing green. "Ok. I might be  willing to rethink that no seconds thing. But first, how about you tell  me what the fuck you are, and why your cum seems to have filled me up  with magic."