The Succubae Seduction: Chapters 15-19 - Sex Stories

The Succubae Seduction: Chapters 15-19

... as they come from her virgin hole. When she relaxes from her peak, I begin to explore more of her vagina, using my tongue to swirl about her inner labia for a time, until I go in for the sensitive nub at the juncture of her labia minor. Her slender fingers dig into my hair at this point, urging me on, and I know I have won her over to this point. As a reward, I suck hard on her clit, nibbling just slightly with my teeth, and just that quickly, she’s flooding my mouth with her liquids. The energy from her soul floods into me at the same time, and I begin to feel more rejuvenated, after this haphazard adventure. This time I don’t wait for her to relax, before diving up her body, and fitting the head of my cock between her lower lips. Her eyes open wide in shock, but her pelvis is still gyrating from her orgasmic bliss, and she gives me a slight nod, letting me know she’s ready. “This is going to hurt,” I tell her gently. “For that, I am truly sorry.” “More than you know,” she says, her eyes closed, ready for the moment. She’s right, I realize. She’s about to lose more than her hymen; she’s about to lose her soul. This thought sobers me for a second, and when I don’t plunge directly into her, she opens her eyes, and stares at me. “What’s wrong?” she asks, worry reflected in her voice and golden eyes. “Am I not pretty enough?” The question catches me off-guard, and I blurt the answer, before I think about it. “No! I mean, yes! Er, I mean, you’re gorgeous. I just. . . . I ...

... just worry about you.” To my surprise, she blushes deeply, a tinge of red touching her golden cheeks. “Just hurry up and get it over with, Pervert,” she tells me, and I know it’s all bluster, by the way her hips are still moving against me. Lowering my face to hers, our lips meet, and I simultaneously thrust hard with my hips. Her cry of pain is muffled by our kiss, as I rip through the thin flesh of her maidenhead, destroying it, and binding us together for the rest of our lives. The whole world seems to . . . well, I don’t know how better to say it, than it tilts. All my senses seem to be doubled, but not quite right or in sync. I can feel the solid rock floor beneath my hands, but somehow also on my back. My chest is heaving, and I seem to be pulling in twice the normal amount of air. My eyesight is fuzzy, and our kiss feels like I am trying to wrestle with an extra tongue. The feeling of her warm, wet pussy rippling around my throbbing penis is juxtaposed, with a sharp pain somewhere between my balls and my belly button. It’s this pain that finally clears my head enough to realize that we are sharing each other’s sensations. The kissing feels weird, because I’m feeling my own tongue in return. I now know the pain of a woman losing her virginity, and sincerely hope to never feel its like again. We hold together, frozen for a few moments, waiting for our senses to sort themselves out. After a number of tense heartbeats, I feel her start to relax beneath me, and our joined ...