The Succubae Seduction: Chapters 15-19 - Sex Stories

The Succubae Seduction: Chapters 15-19

... suck me back in. “What are you doing?” she demands of me. “I want to feel you all the way down my throat. Choke me with that wonderful cock of yours!” Who am I to argue? Placing my thick rod back in her mouth, I moan as I feel her tongue urge me deeper into her hungry orifice. The head hits the back of her devouring mouth, and I hesitate again, but when I see her eyes flash with desire and need—not with Aldol’s control—I shove myself deeper, groaning as she moans, sending delicious shivers through my cock. I realize quickly that my rod has conformed to her trachea, and know that I’m not truly choking her. Apparently she realizes it too, because her throat suddenly constricts, strangling the length of my woody. She’s making herself choke on it, I understand, and I’m so turned on by her wanton drive to please me, that I immediately start firing my seed down her gullet. We both moan in shared bliss, and I appreciate that she’s cumming with me, driving our passions higher. When I’m finally done unloading, she doesn’t let me go, even though I can see tears streaming down her cheeks from her choking. Every time I try to pull out, she uses her teeth to convince me to stay lodged in her mouth, and I soon realize I’m not growing soft. I lean back a bit, placing my hand over her soaked pink panties, and press them firmly into her hole. She gasps at the pleasure, and I use the distraction to free my rod. She glares at me, but I move quickly, sliding down her body, pulling her Hello ...

... Kitty panties aside, and driving my saliva slickened penis deep inside her hot vagina. Once again our sexual organs work to compensate for the other, ever changing, but I notice she is just a bit looser this time, and wonder if it is because the real Officer Jenkins had had a baby. Regardless, when I latch onto a leaking nipple, I feel her inner walls grip my rod, as I drink of her essence. “Oh, how I would love to feed our baby like this,” Angela moans, and I freeze at her comment. I know she wants to carry my child, but I’m wary of what the child might become. The pause is only for the slightest moment, before I continue again. As long as I don’t consciously will it, she shouldn’t get pregnant. I let my full weight press down on her, as I switch nipples, reach under her, and grip her still panty-covered buttocks. Picking up my pace, I drive into the bound woman again and again, driving the volume of her moans higher and higher. My breathtaking succubus feels so wonderful, wrapped around my member, bucking her hips against me, while remaining constrained, and I relish every delightful inch if her. “Oh, Lyden!” she cries out in ecstasy. “Don’t stop! Fuck, you’re going to make me cum again! Ooohhhh !” Sucking harder on her teat, I feel her delicious milk fill my mouth again, and wonder what it would be like for her to feed our child. Would she only be able to feed him or her in whatever form she conceived it in? What would happen with the fetus, when she changes form? The thought ...