The Succubae Seduction: Chapters 15-19 - Sex Stories

The Succubae Seduction: Chapters 15-19

... the bottom. The swell of her small breasts can barely be seen between the edges of her very low neckline. “Will this work?” she asks me coyly, the red still suffusing her cheeks and now visible on her chest. “Very nice,” I compliment her. “But you do realize that Angela is still around, right?” Her pretty brows bunch together in consternation. “But she said—“ “Oh, drat!” Angela states, coming out of the shadows. “Did Aldol suck away your funny bone, too?” I glare at her, but she only frowns prettily back at me. To my surprise, Brooke breaks the tension by laughing. “Why do I have a feeling, that when Lyden helped me recover from my torture, you were there too?” The abashed look on my face gives us away, and she only laughs harder. Once more I’m surprised at how close these two women have become, since they first threatened to kill each other in the Orc’s cave. A real friendship has grown where once there was bitter enmity. “Well, you might as well come and join us,” the mermaid says somewhat reluctantly. “Umm. . . .” I mumble, remembering what Angela had said about Brooke not being into women. “Not like that !” she quickly clarifies, but then looks to the succubus, and back to me as well. “ Buuut seeing as how that’s on your mind, I guess I’d better get used to you being with more than one woman.” “Really?” the succubus asks excitedly, while I stare speechlessly at Brooke. “No funny business, though,” the mermaid quickly adds. “You’re cute Angela, but you have the wrong ...

... plumbing for my tastes.” Brooke steps up to me, boldly grabbing my groin to emphasize her point. “How do you know, if you never try?” Angela shoots back, closing the distance between us in the blink of an eye, and grabbing both our behinds. A horrible thought crosses my mind, and paranoid, I turn Brooke’s face up to gaze into her wonderful sea green eyes. The only light in them is from her love and passion for me. To hide the reason behind me looking so intently at her, I bring my lips to hers, kissing her softly. “Why didn’t you look into my eyes?” Angela whispers into my ear, as Brooke pulls away to catch her breath. Of course, the succubus can read intentions, as well as surface thoughts. Turning to face the punk dressed woman, I bring my mouth close to her ear, acting as though I’m nibbling on her earlobe as I speak. “Because, my dear succubus, you were acting like yourself.” “That or you just love me more,” she replies quietly, with a quick nip at my ear. I refuse to dignify that with a response. “If you keep ignoring me,” Brooke states, trying to sound indignant, “I might develop a complex, and change my mind.” Laughing, I turn to kiss her again, but Angela shoves me out of the way, and locks lips with her. The mermaid’s eyes grow large in shock, and I can see the wheels turning in her head as she tries to figure out what she’s going to do. Angela takes the moment’s hesitation as an invitation, and I see her deepen the kiss, while reaching around and grabbing a handful of ...