The Succubae Seduction: Chapters 15-19 - Sex Stories

The Succubae Seduction: Chapters 15-19

... turn back to Brooke’s waiting lips. Deciding to have some fun with the physics of this place, I tilt the world until both women are lying on top of me. This brings a round of giggles from them, and I see their eyes sparkle for a moment as they look at each other. Brooke breaks the gaze and looks at me for just a moment, then grabs the back of Angela’s head and pulls her into a passionate kiss. This time it’s Angela that’s caught off guard, and I wonder that the succubus hadn’t read the mermaid’s intentions. I guess it’s not a foolproof ability. Angela’s hand drops to my saliva slickened rod, and starts aiming it for the mermaid’s vagina, as if to say, “What are you waiting for.” Gripping the redhead’s hips, I move her fully on top of me, and moan as I feel her hips start to move. Her wet slit slides up and down my pole, as she moans in frustration that I’m not inside her already. Angela gets the angle just right, and the next time she slips back, my head penetrates her tight hole, conforming to her inner constriction, and sliding in deeper. Her vagina grips my meat in a confining grip, and I involuntarily hunch my hips, wanting to go even farther into her delightful depths. Angela pulls away from me, but my attention is immediately pulled back to Brooke as she mashes her lips to mine, her tongue diving into my mouth and demanding attention. Her hips pick up a frantic rhythm, resulting in a constant squelch, squelch, squelch noise. “Oh, Lyden,” she gasps, throwing her head ...

... back and moaning in delight. I use the opportunity to latch onto one of her tiny tits, suckling the small but hard nipple between my lips, and nipping lightly at the rubbery tip with my teeth. Suddenly she freezes, gasping loudly, an odd sensation rippling through her vaginal walls. Letting go of her areola, I look around Brooke’s slender body, to see Angela behind her, and by her movements, I realize she must have at least a couple fingers in the mermaid’s anus. Brooke cranes her neck to look as well, and I can see her considering the situation. Angela doesn’t stop her stimulation however, and I watch as her constant ministrations win through, and Brooke moans, her eyes rolling back, and her hips returning to their frenetic pace. It only takes her a few seconds before her cunt grips my pole, and I feel her love fluids slipping out around my penis. Angela pulls her off me, and I watch as she pulls her fingers out and drives Brooke’s orgasm even higher by diving in and tasting the redhead’s lower lips. Carefully I slip out from under Brooke, and move around behind the blue-haired punk. Dropping to my knees behind her, I glide right into the ready and willing succubus. Once again our sex organs strive to conform to the other, writhing and undulating with each adaptation, adding a whole other sensation to our love-making. I grip her hips, pulling out except for the tip before shoving back into her, my pelvis slapping against her ass cheeks. She grunts at the impact, driving her ...