The Challenge

Gabriel Durante lifted the window before gingerly climbing into the pitch black high rise apartment, his clothing spattered with dried blood. Entering the bedroom and switching on a light, Gabe took off his vest, carelessly tossing it to the floor. He unbuckled his substantial utility belt, which he set down on the foot of his bed carefully. Stripping completely and grabbing a change of clothes, Gabe retired to his bathroom for a much-needed shower.

Since he was a child, Gabriel knew he wasn't entirely human. His father, Virgil, had made sure that he'd known of his true paternity; Gabe's mother, Erin, was a seraph, a high-ranking warrior angel of Paradise. She'd tasked long ago with halting a massive horde of demons that had breached the dimensional gates to Hell and arrived on Earth. It was during this time she met Virgil Durante, a meek man. A man who ended up showing Erin the strength of the human spirit.

It was after the two were wed and Gabriel was born.

The demons attacked, killing his mother and mortally wounding his father. Only through fierce will and determination did Virgil take his infant son and escape the hellish onslaught. Hellbent on ridding the earth of the demons and avenging his love's death, Virgil reared his son in the art of combat, training him to use his enhanced athletic ability to destroy and purge the wicked souls.

Now in his late twenties, Gabe lived in New York City (a demonic hotspot) with his wife, Kara, who knew of his true occupation as a demon hunter and often feared for his life. Stepping out of the shower, Gabe dried off, running the towel over his blond hair. He was reminded of his parentage every time he looked in a mirror, as his eyes were gold; a bright, expressive, shining gold, like that of the actual element.

But the true mark of his mother's influence was in the form of the massive tattoo down his back: a cross starting at his neck and ending at his lower back. According to his father, he had in fact in fact been born with this crest that would involuntarily gleam gold from time to time.

His profession had left him built, thickly and solidly. This coupled with his eyes was enough to get the attention of plenty of women in public, but despite his superhuman stamina and skill in the bedroom, Gabriel was always still shy when it came to sex.

Gabe was on his couch dragging a whetstone across Azriel, the enchanted knife his father had given him at the start of his career. Azriel's mystic blade had cleaved the entrails and brains of countless abominations. Gabriel looked up when he heard the front door unlock.

"Damn," Kara whined, her dark hair bedraggled by the wind. She briskly entered their apartment and shut the door. "Its the fucking Ice Age out there." She rubbed her gloved hands together vigorously.

"Yeah," Gabe replied abstractly. New York wasn't as nearly this cold this time of the year, and he was reasonably certain it had something to do with the nightmarish creatures currently stalking the city.

"Don't go to bed yet," Kara said after taking note of his sweatpants and tank top. "I'm expecting a...guest, who should be here in a bit."

Gabriel nodded distantly, absorbed in sharpening his favorite weapon. He failed to notice the coy smile that graced his wife's beautiful face before she retired to the bedroom to shower and change. Minutes later, there was a knock on the door. Putting Azriel back in its sheath, Gabe got up and looked through the peep hole. A beautiful blue-eyed blond smiled back at him, used to the routine.

"Come on, Gabe," she giggled. "Its me, not some demon."

Smiling, Gabe unlocked the door and let the woman in. "You really shouldn't be out this late, Leah. Its dangerous."

"Yeah, yeah," Leah said, taking off her scarf and jacket. "You give me this lecture every time I see you." Gabe then noticed that Leah had taken off her t-shirt, exposing her frosty white bra. Leah unbuttoned her jeans when Gabe spoke up, "What, ah...what are you doing?" he asked meekly. She merely smiled at him and pushed down her jeans, the fabric pooling around her ankles.

Gabriel's face flushed as his sister in-law was now only clad in her bra and panties before him. And it didn't help that Leah's tanned body was incredibly shaped; her breasts where massive, bigger than Kara's, and looked alluringly firm. The same went for her thick, toned thighs.

"Hey, look who it is." Gabe heard his wife's jubilant voice call. "Its about time."

Gabriel turned to see Kara clad in only a pair of panties and a white tank top...and judging for how pronounced her nipples were, she wore no bra beneath. His wife's long black hair and loving blue eyes had always set his heart ablaze, and now was no different. He felt the proof of his arousal stir in his sweatpants.

"You guys mind telling me what's goin' on?" Gabe asked.

"Well, you see, babe," Kara started, looking back between he and her sister suggestively. "I told Leah here of your...abilities. And she wants to see them for herself."

Gabriel glanced at Leah and the coy smirk on her face confirmed the truth of his wife's assertion. Gabe sighed. "Okay, but--"

"Wait." Leah said, walking over and putting a hand on her sister's shoulder. "I want you to give me a show first."

"Oh," Kara blushed. "You don't mean--?"

Leah laughed. "Show me. Show me what you do."

"Well, okay." Kara murmured before launching herself at her husband, kissing him feverishly. While their tongues wrestled, she pushed down Gabe's sweatpants and underwear, freeing his massive erection.

Leah's eyes went wide with delight at the sight of it. "Mmm. Delicious." She murmured. Gabe's body was truly a marvel; his entire crotch was hairless and flawless, and his ripped abs and ethereal tattoo only added to the appeal.

Grinning, Kara got down onto her knees. She placed her husband's phallus between her lips, tenderly sucking on the tip. Gabe shivered, his eyes closing with pleasure. Even though wife pleasured him almost daily, addicted to his ethereal body, it never even began to get old. Kara made a muffled sound of delight as she took him until his tip rammed against the back of her throat. Leah smiled when her sister did not appear to gag the slightest. "Someone's had plenty of experience." She giggled.

Kara pulled Gabe out of her mouth, much to his dismay. "Oh, you don't know the half of it." she said. "On our honeymoon, I rode and sucked him for what felt like hours."

"It was hours," a hot and bothered Gabe moaned. This got his wife's attention and she took him back in, making him gasp softly. Kara bobbed her head frantically, ramming her husband's hard phallus against the back of her throat again and again. Gabe moaned aloud when her hand reached up and began squeezing and pulling on him, her tongue circling around his shaft.

Leah was getting mesmerized by the spectacle before her. One of her hands groped her right breast, while the other had snaked inside her panties. She bit her lip, rocking her hips back and forth. "Okay, I think I've seen enough." She said, snapping out of her reverie and walking over to the married couple. She knelt down next to her sister, smiling up at her brother in-law. "I think I'm ready to--test the goods myself."

With that, Kara pointed Gabriel's saliva-coated erection at her, and Leah responded dynamically, shoving it down her throat. Gabe groaned as her tongue tormented the tip, sucking on it like a piece of candy while his wife jerked his shaft. A part of him still couldn't believe this was happening. He knew his wife had a sexual connection with her sister, but he never would've thought Leah would show interest in him. They were good friends who had talked about life and cried on one anther's shoulder at some point.

But, seeing as he only had eyes for his wife (until now), Gabriel certainly wasn't used to being pleasured by two women at once, and it was almost too much for him. Sure enough, he soon felt his climax fast approaching, but he was determined to stave it off and enjoy for as long as possible.

Gabe hissed through clenched teeth as they both stroked him with unbridled hunger. His hands, hanging at his sides, were balled into fists so tightly his knuckles glowed white. Kara again had nearly his entire phallus down her throat, dragging her tongue up and down his shaft while sucking powerfully. Leah however had moved downward to take his sac into her mouth, licking and sucking on it wantonly.

"I--ugh...ah..." Gabriel sputtered, trying to warn his lady friends of his imminent orgasm. Both women smiled against his flesh and continued to work him without restraint. Leah's mouth left his sac to join her sister in lapping at the tip of his erection as they stared up at him attentively. With a sudden cry, Gabe came, euphoric bliss pouring through his supernatural body as his member sprayed his seed all over the women before him. Volley after volley of silver semen erupted from his diamond-hard, overly sensitive phallus, landing on the girls' faces and bodies and in their hair. Gabe bit his lip to stop himself from letting out a full-blown scream; almost all of his climaxes were unusually prolonged, but the nerve-rending storm of rapture never got old.

Gabe looked down and almost fainted when he saw the mess he'd made of his wife and sister in-law's smiling faces. Some sticky strands of his seed had landed on their still-clothed breasts.

"Well," Leah giggled, staring up at Gabe. "that was...informative."

"See sis?" Kara said before sucking a string of her husband's essence off her finger. His semen always had an unusual yet pleasant taste to it, something Kara crudely described as 'liquid sugar.' "He's addicting."

With a finger Leah wiped a strand of semen off her forehead before dipping it in her mouth. "Mmm." she stared up at Gabe's flushed face thoughtfully. "What's the longest your orgasm ever lasted?"

Gabriel pursed his lips, and after a moment replied, "About sixty-five seconds, if I'm not mistaken."

"Christ," Leah whistled. "How do you know?"

"I counted." Kara piped up, grinning as she continued sucking on her semen-coated fingers. "And believe me...I had to take a half hour shower when it was over."

"Well," Leah purred, giving her sister a pointed look while scoping semen from her cleavage to taste. "Let's see if we can top that."

Kara nodded theatrically. "Gladly."