Ongoing Path Chapter 122 Supernatural Verse P3 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

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Chapter 3

Harry, Dean, and Jesse worked a case involving a ghost driving a truck.  The ghost had killed several men including the father of Dean’s old girlfriend Cassie Robinson.  Harry may have telepathically tweaked Cassie slightly.  She and Dean were always going to have sex.  But Harry altered her mind a little bit to improve things for Dean.  Cassie would cum really easily.  She would love the taste of Dean’s seed and love blowing him.  She would also love it up the butt.

Jesse pretty much summed it up one morning at breakfast, saying, “You look so much more relaxed now that you’re getting your balls drained on the regular by a girl instead of Rosey Palmer.”

Jesse had timed it right as Dean was drinking his orange juice.  The resulting spit take was hilarious and left Jesse grinning.  Harry had made Dean a reusable portkey which would take him back and forth between Cassie’s place and the RV.

They had also worked a case a guy their age named Max Miller.  Max’s mother had been killed the same way as Mary Winchester.  Max had developed powers of telekinesis about six months back.  He used those powers to kill his father who had been extremely abusive to this day.  Max was very unstable mentally as a result of the abuse.  He was stopped before he could kill his uncle who had been involved in the abuse.  Harry put Max in stasis so he could study him.  Of course he could send temporal probes back to witness Alastair’s visit to their nursery or even look ahead into the future.  But what was the fun in that.

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Begin Smut Scene (Warning Anal and Femslash)

“That’s it,” Jesse said.  “You’re doing so good, making him feel so good,” She cooed as she stood next to Layla and watched the blonde taking her first butt-fucking.

Jesse stood naked, her hands on Layla’s cheeks staring down at the point where her man’s sausage slid back and forth through Layla’s buns.  She felt as if it was her fat prick burrowing into that tight little asshole.  She leaned forward and kissed Harry hungrily, sucking on his tongue when he pressed it between her lips.  He slowly screwed his dick back and forth buggering the woman he had made his bitch.  Layla was standing bent over with her hands braced against her dresser.  His groin slowly bounced off her rump repeatedly as he filled her bowels.  Her asshole was lewdly stretched around his girth, her guts gripping his length tightly.  Each deep plunge of his shaft sent a surge of pleasure through her guts straight to her pussy.  Her pussy was constantly buzzing with his power feeling as if she was being licked while her g-spot was stimulated.  But despite that she wasn’t going to cum until he let her.  She lost herself in the bliss of having her ass taken.

As she stood there getting her rump pumped, Layla felt a new sensation come over her.  She realized she was once more telepathically connected with her lover.  She suddenly felt like she was screwing her own ass.  She struggled to cope with the dual pleasures of both taking his cock and fucking her own butt.  She definitely saw why he liked doing it.  She couldn’t get over how great it felt to plunge his shaft into her forbidden hole.  She felt so naughty but couldn’t stop if she wanted to.  She felt her man’s overwhelming desire for her.  She happily stood there taking his dicking.  At Jesse’s encouragement she started clenching her rectal muscles when he was fully inside of her.  The other woman had telepathy as well.  Layla felt herself being telepathically guided on the best way to please their man using her ass.  Layla lost herself in what she was experiencing.  Suddenly she felt a sense of emptiness as he pulled out of her.  She opened her eyes to see Jesse standing next to her, her right ass cheek pulled to the side by a hand on it as she looked over her shoulder and waited for their man to skewer her.  He buried his shaft into Jesse’s tight guts going balls deep without hesitation.  It was a testament to his powers and hers that Jesse didn’t blink as she accommodated his man.  He started skewering Jesse’s asshole nice and deep.

“Fuck my ass baby,” Jesse cooed as she clenched her rectal muscles and thrust her hips back to drive her guts down his length, her asshole routinely gripping the very base of his shaft and dragging forward.

Layla experienced what it was like to fuck Jesse’s ass from their man’s perspective.  It was fantastic.  Layla suddenly felt herself being levitated into the air and positioned in front of Jesse, leg’s spread.  Before Layla could decide if she was ready for that Jesse’s mouth was on her cunt.  Layla gasped and grasped the back of Jesse’s head.  It felt amazing.  Layla met her man’s gaze, her eyes half-lidded with lust.  Over the course of the next little while he would put Jesse and Layla in several positions that saw him trading back and forth between their tight round asses.  They loved it.  Eventually he would pump his creamy load deep into Layla’s no-longer-virgin asshole.  Jesse would happily eat that anal creampie.

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“So let me see if I understand this right,” Jess said as she cuddled against her husband and played with his chest hairs.  Jess was naked laying against him, her pussy against his thigh.  His right arm was wrapped around her playing with her lower back.  “You have a guy you call a Channel who sees into other universes he writes as fiction.  In his universe, this universe was a work of fiction, a TV series.”

“Yes,” Harry confirmed.

“So could he look up how our story would go for the next decade?” Jess asked.

“The show ran for fifteen seasons.  So, yes,” Harry confirmed.  “But my Channel doesn’t want to just do that.  I had a chat with him.  He watched the Supernatural show quite a few years ago.  He has a general memory of how things went.  But he doesn’t remember the nitty gritty.  He’s re-watching it as he writes out what happens in this universe.  It’s his words telling the story of you and I talking right now.”

“You mean people in his universe are going to read this?” Jesse asked.

“Yes.  People in his universe are going to read just how much you like my dick,” Harry said with a smirk.

“That’s kind of hot,” Jesse admitted.  “I get it, not just wanting to look ahead and see what is going to happen.  That would take the fun out of life.  Did he give you a general sense of how things go?”

“He said the universe got dark, very dark.  A lot of people get killed.  There’s another universe you probably haven’t heard of, Game of Thrones.  He put Supernatural and Game of Thrones on the same level of killing characters.  You were just one of the first,” Harry explained.

“Well I’m very grateful I was saved in this universe,” Jesse said.

Harry reflected on some of the other things his channel had let slip.  Dean dying at the end of the show sounded like a shit way to end it.  Sam living out a full life and rejoining Dean in heaven also sounded a bit strange.  Apparently events would escalate.  His channel had warned Harry to hold onto his hat.  Things would likely get wild.

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Harry was tempted to have sex with Kathleen Steen, a Sheriff’s Deputy in a Minnesota town when Harry and company ran into a sick fuck hillbilly family.  The hillbilly family consisted of a father and his three children (two men and one younger girl).  They were all in on a sport of human hunting.  They abducted grown men, gave them a knife, and then hunted the men.  Kathleen’s brother had been taken a few years back.  Early on in the investigation the hillbilly brothers tried abducting Harry.  He didn’t hesitate to summon his sword and behead them.  He proceeded to do the same with the father.  The only thing that saved the girl was her age.  Harry wiped her memory and reverted her age to that of a young child.  She appeared in front of an orphanage with only enough memories of how to take care of her personal needs.

“Why don’t you fuck her?” Jesse had asked.

“Do you know that feeling when you are shopping and you’re mildly tempted to buy something.  But the feeling isn’t very strong or at least strong enough that you actually want to buy it?” Harry asked.

“Yes,” Jesse said.

“That’s the feeling I have when I look at Kathleen.  We’re talking about the original Doctor Weir here,” Harry said.

“I don’t get that reference,” Jesse admitted before he sent information over the bond from the stargate universe.  “Oh.  I see.  She looks better as a blonde.  You don’t have to keep her.”

“If I stick my dick in a woman she is good enough to keep fucking.  So, yeah.  I’d probably keep her.  I can travel through time.  I’ll consider it and can always change my mind in the future,” Harry said with a shrug.

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Kathleen Steen woke up from one of the mostly intensely erotic dreams of her life to find a woman floating inches from her face.  An invisible force held Kathleen in place.

“Welcome back to the land of the conscious.  I’m Jesse.  This is your lucky day.  My husband won’t admit it.  But he’d like to fuck you,” Jesse said.

A wave of lust rolled over Kathleen and she became even more aroused.  Jesse teleported them away.  Kathleen had only been wearing a night shirt and a pair of boxer-briefs which she found comfortable.

Begin Smuttiness

Kathleen found herself standing next to Jesse.  They were in a bedroom.  A woman was kneeling giving a handsome man a blowjob.  Before she knew it, Kathleen found her clothes gone.  The woman sucking dick who she would later learn was called Andrea moved out of the way and held the man’s dick steady.  His eyes met hers.  Kathleen was so turned on she wouldn’t have protested if she had been free to actually make a choice.  But the fact was she wasn’t to make a choice.  She found herself manipulated by an invisible force until she was facing away from the handsome man and sat down in his lap, his dick impaling her gash from behind.  The most pleasure she had ever felt outside of orgasm filled her pussy as he stretched her open.  She would later learn she was the plaything of a sex god and his name was Harry.

Kathleen wasn’t exactly upset about that fact thanks to all the orgasms he gave her.  She frankly got turned on by the thought of how she had been taken.  She liked surrendering complete control to him.

End Smut Scene

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Chicago

Harry and Dean floated up the elevator shaft on a platform Harry was causing to levitate.  They arrived to see the demon who portrayed herself as Meg Masters chanting over an alter of sorts. 

“She knows we’re here,” Harry said the moment they stepped off the platform.

“Very good Sam,” Meg said as she turned away from the alter.  “That shotgun won’t do you any good,” She added to Dean.

Harry was holding a sword.

“The shotgun isn’t for the Daeva,” Dean answered.

The Daeva, a shadow monster, manifested in the room.  Just as the Daeva moved to attack, Harry’s sword began to emit a pure white light.  Meg shielded her eyes.  The Daeva let out a shriek of pain.  The light intensified.  The Daeva shrieked and then died.

Meg was looking at Harry and his sword in horror.  As he raised his hand to grab her telekinetically, she ran and leapt out the window.  He strode over to the window and looked down.  She had caught the fire escape near the bottom and was running down the alley.

“Sam dude, you scared a demon off.  Nice,” Dean said as he joined his brother at the window.

“She underestimated me,” Harry said.

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“Hello Dad,” Harry greeted as he and Dean entered the RV to find John Winchester talking with Jesse.

“Hello boys,” John greeted.

“Your dad was just telling me stories of you growing up,” Jesse said.  “How did things go with Meg?”

“They went well enough.  She jumped out the window when she realized she bit off more than she could chew,” Harry answered.

“What do you mean by that?  She ran?” John asked in confusion.

“While he was away at school Sammie was leveling up.  He was learning magic,” Harry said.

Harry caused a ball of brilliant light to form in his hand.  John’s eyebrows went up.

“Does this have anything to do with what the demon that killed your mother did to you?” John asked.

“No.  He was trying to do something else I think.  This is outside of that,” Harry said.  “It’s magic that people can learn with some innate talent of my own,” Harry lied.

The group visited for quite a while.

“This has been great boys.  But I think it is time I leave,” John said. “I put even more of a target on your backs.”

“Let me just clear out the Daeva waiting outside the wards before you head out,” Harry said.

Harry stepped outside the RV and a brilliant light lit up the area.  The screams of Daeva could be heard.

“I didn’t even know they were out there,” Dean admitted.

“Sam knows a lot more than he lets on,” Jesse said as he came back inside.

John left.  During the visit Harry had been weaving some enchantments into John’s coat.  The man never went outside without the thing on.  If John were ever seriously injured the coat would portkey John to Harry.  There was also a cloaked replicat now following the man.

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Harry, Dean, and Jesse worked a few more cases before they found themselves working a case in upstate New York.  They were at the Blake auction house.  Harry sensed the owner of the auction house Daniel Blake was about to run them off.  Harry telepathically caused the man to ignore them.

It was a little while later that he sensed the attention of the man’s daughter Sarah Blake.

“A fine example of American primitive, wouldn’t you say?” Sarah asked as she descended a spiral staircase wearing a black cocktail dress.

“Well I’d say it’s more Grant Wood than Grandma Moses,” Harry replied as Sarah drew closer.  “But you knew that,” He said as Sarah looked down with a smile.  “You wanted to see if I did.”

“Guilty,” Sarah said.  Sarah was quite beautiful.  “I apologize.”

“I’m Sarah Blake,” Sarah said as she held out her hand.

“I’m Sam.  This is my brother Dean,” Harry said as Dean continued to eat the food being served.

“Dean, can we get you some more mini quiche?” Sarah said teasingly.

“So, can I help you with something?” Sarah asked.

“Yes, actually.  What can you tell us about the Telesca estate?” Harry asked.

“The whole thing is pretty grisly if you ask me, selling their things this soon,” Sarah said.  Harry couldn’t resist letting his aura out a little bit.  Sarah’s attraction for him was enhanced.  She had to pause.  “But dad is right about one thing.  Sensationalism brings out the crowds,” She said as she looked around.  “Even the rich ones.”

“Is it possible to see the provenances?” Harry asked.

The provenances were basically certificates that traced the origins.

“Of course,” Sarah said.

“You go ahead.  I’m going to keep looking down here,” Dean said.

Harry waited until they were alone.  Sarah was obviously flirting with him.

“Would you like to go out to dinner with me?” Harry asked.

“I’d love to,” Sarah said.  “Here is my number,” She added as she handed him a card with her name and number on it.

Soon after they left the auction house.

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“I’ll admit. I haven’t been on a date in a while,” Sarah said.

“That surprises me,” Harry said.

“The wine list,” The waiter said as he handed Harry a booklet.

Harry looked at the list and selected a good wine.  Sarah had been prepared to rescue him if he wasn’t comfortable with the wines by ordering a beer.  They got to chatting and laughing.

“How is it that you are single?” Sarah asked.

“I could ask you the same thing.  You’re gorgeous,” Harry said.

“Thank you,” Sarah said with a smile, pleased at the compliment.  “My mother died a year ago.  It was totally unexpected and really threw me.  I went into a shell, a nice warm safe shell.  Lately I’ve been thinking it’s not what she would have wanted for me.  So, what about you?  You’re reasonably attractive,” She said in a teasing tone.

“I’m sorry about your mother,” Harry said.

“Thank you,” Sarah said.  “Answer the question.”

Harry let his aura out a bit more and admitted, “I have someone, Jesse.  Jessica is her full name.  But we’re open.  She encourages me to have other lovers.”

Sarah was surprised but also felt a surge of arousal shoot through her at his mention of his relationship status.

“I don’t know how to react to be honest.  I would have thought I’d be pissed.  But I find myself…not pissed,” Sarah admitted.

“How about we see how this date goes.  Just treat it like any other date,” Harry suggested.

“I can do that,” Sarah said.

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Begin Smut Scene

Harry and Sarah barely made it in the door of her home before he pressed her up against the wall. His mouth went to her neck as he hiked up her skirt and she wrapped her legs around him. His hands cupped her butt. She turned her head to expose her neck to his hungry mouth. She gasped in surprise as he tore her panties away. He pulled back and stared at her hungrily. She undid his belt, his button, and fly with quick hands. She reached inside of his boxer briefs and pulled out his dick. She obviously liked what she saw as she slowly stroked him. He lifted her up and she positioned his tip at her entrance. Sarah met his gaze as he thrust his hips forward just a little bit to wet the tip. They liberally coated the head of his dick in her juices. And she felt him slowly sink himself into her heat. She gasped and moaned as he stretched her. He came to rest with his groin against her mound.

She bit her lip as she adjusted to his size forcing her soft innards to stretch around him. Then he drew back half his length while staring into her eyes. He sheathed himself once more within her. He repeated the action going to three-quarters of his length. He began to slowly deep stroke her pussy. Her expression was one of pleasure. His mouth descended upon hers claiming it. His tongue slipped between her lips, and she suckled on it. Sarah stayed there pinned to the wall with her legs spread around her handsome lover. Each deep plunge of his shaft into her core sent a surge of sensation through her womanhood. He felt so incredibly hard and alive within her. She could not get enough of it, enough of the look in his eyes as he drew back and gazed at her intently.

Harry loved the expression on Sarah's face as she took the dicking. Her sleeve was softness and slickness as he sheathed himself inside of her again and again. They both relished the slow pumping of his prick into her pussy. Her inside felt like they were made to take his dick. His hands squeezed and played with her perfect rump. He drew back enough that they began taking off their clothes helping one another. Her shirt, her bra, and his shirt were soon gone. His mouth came down and he captured her left nipple. His mouth slowly played with her breasts as he screwed her cunny again and again. Then he began using his powers a little more.

Sarah had never been fucked against a wall. She had also never felt quite this good during sex. It was like his dick was surrounded with a vibrating energy that brought her three-quarters of the way to orgasm and held her there. She clenched around his length with her kegel muscles each time he buried himself fully within her. She held tight as he drew back and relaxed as he once more skewered her pussy.  His dick felt like the perfect size to stretch her just the right amount and hit all those great spots within her. She began to crave the next thrust. She was truly surprised she hadn't climaxed already. She was completely at his mercy as he pinned her to the wall. She ran her hands over his body, noting that his arms were particularly muscular without being ridiculous. His eyes positively smoldered with lust. The occasional groan let her know how much he was enjoying the feel of her cunt around his shaft. She lost herself in those eyes and the pumping of his delicious prick. She wasn't expecting it as her orgasm tore through her. He slowly fucked her through her release, her cunt uncontrollably clasping around his length. He waited until her orgasm had subsided and strength return to her legs before he lowered her so that she could stand once more. Instead of standing she quickly dropped to her knees and inhaled the tip of his dick fresh from her cunny. She lovingly nursed on his hard shaft cleaning her juices from it. Long after she had cleaned him, she continued to suck his dick on her knees.

“Do you like doggy?” Sarah asked after her mouth popped off his dick and she stood.

“Of course,” Harry answered.

Sarah strode into the living room with a sway to her hips and put her hands on the back of the couch.

She looked over her shoulder and wiggled her hips invitingly. He came up behind her and gazed at her juicy gash. Taking hold of his dick with his right hand, he guided it home into her soft folds. Sarah moaned approvingly as he once more sheathed himself inside of her. This new position saw him stimulating different parts of her. A mirror on the opposite wall allowed him to look at Sarah's face as she began to take his dicking from this angle. He gripped her hips and slowly pumped his shaft back and forth into her sleeve. Harry loved how much the front wall of her snatch stimulated his frenum. He stared down at her gorgeous rump as he skewered her juicy gash again and again. He slid his hands from her hips over her butt and up her back. He loved feeling the smooth flesh beneath his touch. The meaty lips of her pussy clung to his shaft as he drew back before caving in as he thrust back home within her.

Sarah was positively addicted to his dick by this point. Each time his shaft plunged back within her made her feel perfectly right with the world. Each time he drew back just made her want him back within her more and more. She lost all track of time as he pumped her pussy.  She felt him hunch over her back until his mouth was kissing the middle of her back up to her shoulders. His body covered hers. When he finished his kissing, his hands came beneath her and cupped her breasts. He continued to slowly thrust his shaft into her core. She didn't think she'd ever been this wet. She lost track of time but eventually came to with the realization that her belly muscles were tightening as she got closer to orgasm. She looked in the mirror and saw him standing upright gazing down at her butt. She began to thrust her hips back as he drove into her. The meaty slap of her rump hitting his groin sounded in time with her gasps and moans. The yearn to feel him come inside of her as she came undone around his dick. She met his gaze in the mirror and tried to convey through her smoldering eyes just how much she wanted him to fill her.

Harry could tell how badly Sarah wanted his creamy load. Nothing made him feel more manly than that expression on a woman while buried in her quim. His dick was extremely sensitive as he repeatedly thrust into her tight pussy. Because of his sensitivity each plunge of his dick sent a magnified surge of pleasure through his shaft and groin. He felt himself growing harder and larger within her. The urge to come was becoming overwhelming. He could have easily held himself back but decided there would be plenty of opportunity to fuck her later. He gripped her hips and sped up his thrusts. She was wildly impaling herself on his shaft, throwing her hips back and driving her butt into his groin. He was reaching deep inside of her. She cracked first. She cried out as her cunt clasped and pulled at his shaft trying to milk his hot seed into her body. Her features were twisted a rictus that could be mistaken for pain if he did not know better. She took half a dozen hard thrusts from his dick before he hilted himself in her sleeve and began unleashing his hot seed. Surge after surge of ecstasy tore through his groin as he felt her clasping cunt milk his shaft. The two lovers ground sexes together. Long after the last drop of his baby batter was in her cunt the two of them continued to slowly grind together. Harry picked her up easily still impaled on his shaft and carried her into the bedroom. He laid them down on the bed where they spooned. Sarah had never felt safer. They cuddled and talked until they're arousal resurfaced, and they made love at a slower pace.

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“Come in,” Sarah invited as she opened the door and smiled at Jesse.

“Hello Sarah.  I’ve heard a lot about you,” Jesse said as she enveloped Sarah in a hug, surprising the other woman.

“I’ve heard a lot about you,” Sarah said after they drew back from the hug.

“I can see why Sam can’t get enough of you,” Jesse said while looking up and down Sarah’s form appreciatively.

“Thank you,” Sarah said, uncertain how to react.  “You’re gorgeous yourself.  Is this a little awkward for you?”

“I’m used to it,” Jesse admitted.  It didn’t hurt that Jesse found Sarah very attractive.  “Where’s Sam at?”

“Cooking,” Sarah answered while leading the way to the kitchen.

Harry was indeed cooking.  But the utensils were floating around doing the cooking themselves.  Sarah had been let in on the secret of magic.  Jesse and Dean had wrapped the case up the day before.  Sarah and Harry had been going on dates the few times they left the bed.

“It smells delicious,” Jesse noted.  She walked up and pressed herself to Harry’s back.  “Hey there lover,” She said, kissing him when he turned his head.

Sarah tried to suppress jealousy as she saw Jesse kissing her lover.  But it was still there.  But surprisingly what followed the flash of jealousy was a surge of lust.  And the jealousy had been incredibly muted compared to what she expected to feel.  Before she had time to think about it, her lover pulled her over to him telekinetically and kissed her.  With Sarah pressed to his front and Jesse to his back, Harry took turns kissing them.  When they separated both women noticed that the not so little problem he had.  Sarah and Jesse sat down and began to get to know one another.  Sarah noticed that Jesse was very touchy, often taking her hand at points in the conversation.  By the end of the night Jesse would be touching Sarah in places a lot more intimate than the hand.  Harry had toned back on the portion of his aura suppressing jealousy.  It was still there.  But it was only at about 90% of what it would need to be to suppress all jealousy. He wanted to see how dynamics might play out.  They played out very much to his benefit. 

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Begin Smut Scene (Warning Anal & Fem-Slash)

Sarah Blake never imagined herself in this situation.  She was currently standing in Mirazatto’s, the most expensive Italian restaurant in the region.  She clutched the table as her lover’s fat prick drove into her butt, penetrating deep into her rear passage and forcing her guts to expand around him.  A surge of pleasure shot through her pussy when this happened.  She also experienced just what it felt like for him to hilt his hardness in her tight ass.  She experienced telepathically the lust he felt as he stared down at her buns gripping his thick sausage.  He drew back and she watched her asshole lewdly cling to his girth until only the tip was still within her.  She felt empty, like she had just voided her bowels.  Then he thrust forward driving his groin against her rump with a meaty smack that the diners around them ignored.  It was a testament to his abilities and power that the ladies seated at the very table Sarah clutched at didn’t bat an eye as the table shook slightly.  Some of the prissiest rich bitches that had ever visited her father’s auction house were sitting at the table.  The blonde directly across from Sarah, Priscilla Prescott, was one of the worst.  Sarah’s pussy was smoldering with heat and wetness as she took her first butt-fucking in front of the blonde bitch.  Sarah let out a moan of pleasure as she watched through her man’s eyes as her rump shuddered with the impact of his groin.  She had never imagined a man could feel such lust for her ass.  But it was as if his lust was her own.  He drove his prick again and again into her guts and she happily let him.

Harry relished the feeling of Sarah’s rectal muscles gripping his length each time he drew back.  Jesse stood next to Sarah and leaned down to capture the other woman’s lips in a searing kiss.  The sight was very hot.  He plunged his shaft again and again into Sarah’s tight butthole, pumping her rump.  She had obviously worked hard to keep her body in shape.  Even if her physiology hadn’t been upgraded by bonding with him and becoming his wife she would have been gorgeous.  He slowly skewered her ass and she happily stood there bent over taking it.  He admired the view of her legs his senses fed him along with the curve of her rump the bent over position afforded him.  He sensed her thoughts of how much hotter it would be if the bitchy women at the table could see them.  Harry grinned and suddenly the nature of the Notice-Me-Not changed.  Now the five women at the table could suddenly see what was going on in their midst.  His aura of lust flooded over them.  He telepathically altered their minds so that they couldn’t let on to anyone else but each other what was going on at their table.  He felt Sarah’s arousal intensify as she realized what he had done.  The woman to his left, Maddison Smith, turned her head and stared directly at Harry’s shaft disappearing between Sarah’s butt cheeks.  Sarah grunted and groaned as she took her rectal reaming.  Jesse had ended the kiss and was whispering into Sarah’s ear.

“These horrid bitches wish they were you right now.  They wish it was them impaled on our man’s cock.  He could magic you up a temporary girl-cock.  You could stay impaled on his shaft while sliding deep in one of their juicy quims or asses,” Jesse offered.

Harry felt Sarah’s asshole clamp down on him at the mental images Jesse was conjuring up.  He reached around between her thighs and cupped her pussy.  Suddenly her clit grew and transformed into a small cock.  She didn’t have testicles.  Priscilla Prescott overcome with lust allowed Jesse to stand her up and lead her around the table.  Priscilla’s friends watched as Jesse lifted Priscilla’s skirt, pulled down her panties, and spit on her asshole.  Harry provided a little lubrication magic to the end of Sarah’s cock-clit.  But he didn’t provide much.  Jesse took hold of Sarah’s shaft and guided it forward to Priscilla’s tight asshole.  Harry was hilted within Sarah’s ass as she gradually slid home in Priscilla’s butthole.  Priscilla cried out and gripped the table as Harry drew Sarah back and forth.  Harry had positioned his hips just right that he could move Sarah back and forth.  Sarah’s hips slid forward her groin hitting Priscilla’s rump and then came back, her butt hitting Harry’s groin.  Harry was essentially using Sarah to fuck Priscilla while also buggering Sarah.  Sarah was beyond aroused at what was happening.  It was only Harry’s aura exerting his will over her that kept her from climaxing immediately.  Jesse grabbed one of the other bitches, Karen, and brought Karen’s mouth to her pussy.  Sarah ground her cunt on Karen’s mouth forcing the woman to eat her pussy.

Sarah’s forehead was beaded with sweat.  She had never felt the urge to cum more in her life.  Her lover had taken her to the bring of orgasm time and time again, edging her.  It was his power holding her back.  She could tell now after Jesse had answered as much in her ear.  Priscilla too had been denied orgasm.  Sarah had a new plan to get the orgasm she had been denied for the last hour.  She was pushing her butt back hard against her man’s groin, impaling her rump on his hard cock.  She tightly gripped his shaft with her rectal muscles as she drew forward.  He still thrust forward to meet her.  The force of the impacts against her body caused her tits to shake.  She could feel just how sensitive his prick was in her rectal sheathe.  She could also feel just how turned on he was at her behavior.  She was relishing her butt-fucking and they both knew it.  He found her gorgeous and desirable.  She was getting almost as much out of fucking her own ass through his point of view as he was.  And then she was also buggering Priscilla.  Priscilla was almost an afterthought at this point.  Yes, Sarah’s clit-dick was skewering Priscilla’s uptight ass.  But the main focus was on burying his cock again and again in her butt he yearned to fill.  He released control over her orgasm with his power.  She felt the sensitivity of his dick intensify exponentially.  He relaxed his lower muscles.  Each deep plunge brought incredible pleasure surging through his shaft and groin.  Then Sarah’s orgasm hit her.  She began pumping her girl-cum into Priscilla’s butthole.

Sarah buried herself in Priscilla.  Harry delivered half a dozen hard thrusts through Sarah’s clasping butthole and then hilted himself in her rump.  He ground his dick inside of her thrusting as ecstasy surged through his dick and groin.  He pumped his hot seed deep into her clenching and shuddering bowels.  She remained pinned there against Priscilla.  It was only Jesse using her power to strengthen the table that saw it hold up under the weight of Priscilla collapsing against it.  Jesse had noticed the other women at the table fingering themselves beneath the table.  Jesse herself was experiencing the orgasm through her husband.  She felt as some time later the last of his orgasm slowly left him.  He remained buried inside of Sarah.  When he pulled Sarah back out of Priscilla, a flood of girl-cum left the bitchy woman’s no longer tight asshole.  Jesse transformed Sarah’s pussy back to normal.

“Please, let me cum,” Priscilla begged weakly as she dropped to her knees on the floor.

“Only if you lick his load out of her asshole,” Jesse said while indicating Harry and Sarah.

Priscilla nodded eagerly.  Harry drew his dick out of Sarah’s lewdly stretched butthole.  Sarah barely turned around before Priscilla’s tongue was on her asshole licking his seed from her.  Harry’s expression chained to a smirk.  Sarah and Jesse received his telepathic intent moments before he carried out his will.  The entire restaurant suddenly became aware that Sarah Prescott was kneeling eating ass.  Priscilla happily slurped away extracting Harry’s load.  She was oblivious to the world.  The other patrons didn’t see Sarah.  They saw one of Priscilla’s friends getting her ass eaten.  Priscilla shuddering through an orgasm was the cherry on top.  Harry, Sarah, and Jesse stepped away from Priscilla as chaos ensued.  Harry was surprised someone could pale so much as Priscilla did when she realized others could see the state she was in.  Her clothes had been vanished.  She and her friends were escorted from the front of the restaurant.  The restaurant owners were smart enough not to send her out the front door.  Her family had money despite the nose-dive her reputation was about to take.

“That was amazing,” Sarah said with a grin as she stood on Harry’s right.

“Stick with us and you’ll have a lot of fun,” Jesse said from Harry’s other side.

He wrapped his arms around his two ladies and teleported them all away.

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The trio was investigating a case of a man who looked to have been a hunter named Daniel Elkins having gotten torn apart by monsters of some sort.  When they made it back to the RV, John was waiting for them.

“I read the news about Daniel and came as soon as I could.  He was a hunter as I’m sure you figured out.  He was something of a mentor.  We had a bit of a falling out years ago,” John explained.

“That seems to happen with quite a few people,” Harry noted.

“I think this is for you,” Dean said as he handed John the letter that they had retrieved from a mailbox.

“Son of a bitch,” John said after reading the letter.  “Daniel had the colt all the time.  We need to pick up the trail of the vampires that killed him.”

“You’ve never mentioned vampires as having been real,” Dean noted.

“Because Daniel and other hunters I thought had hunted them extinct.  Apparently not,” John said.

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It was a police scanner that revealed a scene of an attack from the vampires.  They attacked a couple and took them, having left the car.  The couple was Jenny Chatelain and her boyfriend Damon Runyan.  The vampires made a meal out of Damon that night.  The vampire leader Luther and his mate Kate turned Jenny that night because they liked the look of her.

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The lair for the vampires was an old barn.  John told the boys the legend of the Colt.  It was a gun specially made to shoot enchanted bullets.  It could supposedly kill any supernatural being.  Harry was interested in studying it.  He doubted it could kill any supernatural being.  But it could probably kill quite a few types of supernatural beings.  As he stood waiting with John and Dean, Jesse stood invisibly beside him.

“So what’s your plan?” Jesse asked curiously, curious if her husband even had a plan.

“I want Jenny as a pet and I want the Colt.  The rest don’t really matter,” Harry said.

“What about Kate?” Jesse asked.

Both of them could peer through solid matter and were looking inside the vampire lair.

“Attractive enough.  But I’m spoiled for choice here.  I’m more interested in Jenny,” Harry said.

“Fair enough,” Jesse replied.

The trio of Winchester men waited until the vampires were settled down in their lair.  Then they went in.  The vamps were hunkered down in hammocks.  Harry immediately retrieved the colt.  He then headed for Jenny.  She was tied to a post in the main part of the barn.  The only reason she was tied was because she hadn’t yet fully turned when the others had gone to sleep.  She was fully turned now.  Harry transported Jenny into his shrunken trunk into a stasis pod.  He would deal with her at a later time.  He drew his sword and started lopping heads while Dean opened up the cage of humans the vamps kept for feeding.  Harry blasted the waking up vamps into a nearby wall using a wall of telekinetic force.  He picked up the still groggy and bound humans in his telekinetic grip and they retreated out of the lair.  Harry was the last one out.  Any vamp that got too close lost its head.  A fireball formed in his hand and grew to the size of a beach ball.  It burned with an extreme intensity.  Harry sent it hurtling into the barn.  The barn immediately began burning.  Vampires fled out of it near the back.  This breed of vampires didn’t like the sun.  But they weren’t killed by it unless they stayed under it for a very long time.  It was closer to a bad sunburn.

“They won’t come after us in the day, maybe not at all after what Sammie did,” John said as he looked at his son appreciatively.  “But they do have our scent for life.  We need to get some dead man’s blood.  It’s like poison to them.”

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It was a small group of vampires led by Luther that came after them.  Quite a few of the others had scattered after seeing what Harry could do.  The vampires that came would have probably been enough for three human hunters.  Harry telekinetically pinning them while the others lopped heads made short work of the vamps.

“Where is the colt?” John asked Luther, the last vampire left, as the vamp was pinned telekinetically.

“Is that what this is all about?  It was in the barn the last I saw it.  You probably burned it up,” Luther said.

John lopped his head off.

“We need to find that colt,” John said as he turned away from the vampire corpse.

Harry held up the colt.

“You had it?” Dean asked in surprise.

“I got it when we were in the barn,” Harry said.  “I wanted a little time to study it.”

John took the colt as Harry displayed a glowing outline holographically in the air which showed the gun and runes etched into it.  The same was true for the bullets.

“The colt itself is a fairly complex design.  Replicating it wouldn’t be so easy.  The bullets though…those wouldn’t be hard to make more of,” Harry said.

“The enemy doesn’t know we can make more bullets,” John said.

“No, they don’t,” Harry confirmed.

“Let’s keep it that way,” John said.  “How long will it take you to make more bullets and how many can you make?”

“A few hours once I get the supplies.  We’ll need to stop at a gun store.  I can make a few hundred rounds to start,” Harry answered.

“Let’s head to the store then,” John agreed.

Harry could actually replicate the gun fairly easily for him.  But if John or Dean ever learned more about the magic of this world outside of him they would probably realize that a normal magic user in this universe wouldn’t be able to replicate the gun easily.

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