Carnal Immortal

Amon rolls out of Caroline's bed and looks down on her. She is out cold. But she has the biggest, most satisfied smile on her face.

Just like she wished, she got what she wanted. She spent the entire day getting fucked by her master.

They spent most of their hours in bed in each other's arms.

Now, exhausted and unable to continue anymore, Amon lets her rest. She needs it. She needs all the time she can get to recover and become anew again.

After what Amon put her through, she is now going to be a changed woman, just like Megan.

A woman so beautiful that men can't take their eyes off her, but no man will ever be worthy of her because she belongs to a god.

With a smile on his face, Amon leaves her apartment.

He arrives before the elevator and walks in, as the elevator doors are about to close completely, they stop and open again.

A woman stands before him. Early thirties, beautiful, nice assets. Black hair, pale skin, brown eyes. Their eyes meet. The woman blushes and walks in.

She stands next to Amon as the elevator door closes again. It starts going down.

The woman can't help but keep peeking at Amon. Her mind is full of questions.

"You can ask," Amon says, startling the woman.

"Wa..what?" She asks, confused and stunned.

"You clearly want to ask me something, go ahead," Amon says, looking at her and giving a charming smile.

The woman blushes again. Her heart starts beating faster than usual. A feeling arises in her, something she has not felt in ages.

Having such a handsome man look at her with such a charming smile immediately makes her develop a crush on Amon. And it's not something uncommon.

So many women fall for Amon just by looking at him.

"Umm... You are... You were the one who spent the night with Miss Caroline.... right?" she asks with a red face. She herself can't believe she was bold enough to ask this question.

Usually, she knows to mind her own business. She doesn't know what made her ask this question.

"Yes, yes, I am," Amon answers with a smile.

"I... is she okay.... I mean... I heard her moan all night..." she asks. Her face turns even redder.

"She is. We had a great time together," Amon says, smiling charmingly again.

"Umm, are you not scared of getting caught? You know that many people heard you two, right?" The woman asks.

"Why would I be scared? We did nothing wrong. We are lovers, making love," Amon says.

"I didn't sound like just making love," The woman murmurs.

"What was that?" Amon asks. He, of course, heard her say it, but he pretends not to.

"No, nothing... It's just that Miss Caroline's... you know... A married woman, her husband must have already found out... Plus, I heard he is an exceptional lawyer. You shouldn't mess with people like that," the woman says.

Amon chuckles, surprising the woman. She wonders what is making Amon chuckle.

Amon takes a step closer to her. The woman starts getting nervous. She takes a step back. Amon takes another step towards her, and she takes a step back. Amon takes one last step. She takes a step back and finds her back pressed against the elevator door.

Her heart is thumping out of her chest.

She turns red like a tomato and nervously looks away. Her mind, now a place for thousands of her own chaotic thoughts, most of them very naughty in nature.

With Amon standing right before her, she thinks she is about to be taken advantage of, but she just stands there, doing nothing.

It's because she wants Amon to do something to her.

"Let me tell you a secret," Amon says.

The woman looks back and meets Amon's eyes, curious about what this secret's about.

"The reason I am not worried about her husband coming after me is because..." Amon pauses.

"Because?" the woman asks, curious.

"Because..." Amon says and smiles from ear to ear. "He's a cuck," Amon says.

The woman's eyes widen with shock. "A cuck...?" she asks, surprised.

"Yes... He likes to watch me fuck the living hell out of his wife's slutty pussy. He likes seeing me manhandle Caroline. He especially loves it when Caroline humiliates him for being a pathetic cuck while I fuck her. And when I am done with her, I leave.

He isn't even allowed to touch her. The only time he gets to pleasure himself is by watching the videos of me fucking his wife on his phone," Amon says.

His words scramble the woman's entire worldview. She never expected that a man would be willing to let his wife get manhandled by another man.

She could never imagine her husband being a cuck.

Amon smiles, hearing the woman's thoughts. 'Oh, you poor woman, you don't even know your own husband,' Amon thinks.

The woman can imagine what that must have been like. She heard Caroline's moans the whole night.

She couldn't sleep at all. Her moans sounded feral. As if a pig's getting slaughtered. But hearing Caroline's moans not only irritated the woman but also turned her on very much.

And to her surprise. It also turned on her husband. Last night they had sex. They had not had sex for a whole year, but because of the constant loud moans coming from Caroline's apartment. It made her husband horny, and they fucked.

The woman imagined Amon manhandling Caroline. She looks up at Amon. He is big, tall, and muscular, and she has seen Caroline. She is sexy and beautiful. The image of this handsome, tall man, manhandling the flower that is Caroline, is a very attractive picture.

She starts realizing why some men are cucks. They like seeing their beautiful wives get used.

"There is something I want to ask as well," Amon suddenly says.

Now that he has satisfied her curiosity, it's time for her to be honest.

"Tell me, weren't you waiting for me to walk out of Caroline's apartment just so you could pretend to meet me by coincidence?" Amon asks, smiling.

Yes. The moment he walked out of Caroline's apartment, he knew someone was watching him.

In fact, he knew this would happen before he even came to meet Caroline yesterday. He knew this would happen, and it was one of the reasons he came to meet Caroline, because he thought it would be fun.

The woman's eyes widen with shock, hearing Amon's words. She didn't expect Amon would actually figure it out.

She had been careful with her approach. She stood behind her door and watched through the peephole as Amon walked past, and only when did she heard the chime of the elevator did she walked out of her apartment and approached the elevator to make it look like a coincidence.

And the reason for her doing so? Well, Amon's going to make her spit it out.

"So tell me, why did you want to see me?" Amon asks. "What made you wait for me to come out of Caroline's apartment. Was it just to ask me questions about fucking her behind her husband's back, or is there more? Is it something personal?" Amon asks.

The woman feels her heart in her throat. The way Amon is looking at her makes her feel naked; it's as if he is peering into her very soul, and he knows everything about her.

She has never felt this naked before, even though she is wearing quite conservative clothes. A long black dress that is full-sleeved, high-necked, and goes all the way down to her knees. She also has a pearl necklace around her high neck to go with the black dress.

She looks elegant, but her dress can't hide her sexy figure that is underneath.

"Come on, tell me, what made you wait for me?" Amon asks again.

The woman gets nervous. She looks at the floor the elevator is in and to her surprise, the elevator has gone down only two floors. She thought they would already be more than half way down. Why does this elevator ride feel so long?

"Ummm.... I.... I...." She struggles to speak up.

"I don't like being stalled. I told you my secret, and now it's your turn," Amon says.

"I wanted to see you.... because... because I need your help...." the woman says.

Amon smirks.

He already knows what this woman wants. He knew it before even coming to meet Caroline.

This woman is just one of the new toys he has set his eyes on.

Everything is going according to Amon's plan.

"My husband and I... want a baby... but.." The woman struggles to continue.

"But?" Amon questions.

"He can't.... get his thing up..." She says, embarrassed.

"That's very sad to hear, but what does that have anything to do with me?" Amon asks with a smirk on his face. As if the answer is very obvious and he already knows it.

"Until... last night.... For the first time in years... He got it up..." The woman says with a red face. Embarrassed to speak.

"Congratulations to your husband, I guess, but again, what does it have to do with me?" Amon asks.

"It's because... the reason he got a hard on was because...." The woman struggles to say it.

"Out with it already, lady," Amon says, closing in the little gap that's between them.

"Because he got turned on after hearing you and Caroline having sex..." She finally says it.

Amon smirks.

'Finally... I am going to have a lot of fun with this one,' Amon thinks and smiles