The Battered Lamp Chapter Five: The Appetite of the Succubus - Sex Stories

The Battered Lamp Chapter Five: The Appetite of the Succubus

The Battered Lamp by mypenname3000 Chapter Five: The Appetite of the Succubus Copyright 2014 Notes: Thanks to b0b for beta-reading this! Saturday, January 17th Kyle couldn't help but admire how beautiful Christy was as she slept curled up next to him. He had finally made love to his girlfriend last night, and she had been as lithe and eager as Aaliyah and Fatima had been. Would Fumi be as good? In the last few days, since he had freed Aaliyah from her lamp, Kyle had found himself in love with not just his girlfriend, but the sexy Genie, his sister, and Fumi, a girl he had met once. But she was so gorgeous. His thoughts drifted to the graceful beauty of Fumi, with her long, blue-black hair that framed her porcelain, pale-olive face. He felt his cock stirring. Thanks to a wish he had made with Aaliyah, his cock always seemed ready to fuck. Christy shifted, rolling over, letting out the cutest sigh. He rubbed his cock against her ass, tempted to wake her up and see if she was up for another go. But he didn't have the heart to disturb her sleep. I wish there was some girl I could fuck, he thought, sighing, and tried to ignore his erection. *Done!* Aaliyah appeared in bed, her naked body pressing against his back. Her breasts were full, and her were nipples hard as they rubbed against him. She nuzzled against his neck and cheek, her breath was hot and her lips wet as they nibbled on his ear. “I'm ready for you, my love,” she purred. “Make sure Christy doesn't notice you,” Kyle ...

... told her, rolling over. He didn't think his girlfriend would like finding another girl in her bed fucking her boyfriend, even if Christy seemed to be okay with sharing him with Chyna, his sex slave. I still don't know who cast the spell on Chyna. “She'll sleep through it,” Aaliyah grinned, her eyebrows arching. The mystery of Chyna could wait—he had a lithe, beautiful Genie to pleasure. Aaliyah's lips were sweet as he kissed her, and his hands found her tits, enjoying their soft plumpness. She was gorgeous, with dusky skin, more brown than Kyle's dark olive, with sultry eyes and thick lashes. The Genie's hands traced the muscles of Kyle's chest, melting into her husband's kiss. He wrapped his arms around her, and rolled onto his back, pulling her with him. Her body was light as she lay on his chest, her legs spreading to straddle his waist; his cock nudged into the warm wetness between her thighs. “How was she?” Aaliyah purred in his ear, rubbing her slick pussy against his cock. “Amazing,” Kyle answered. “As great as you and my sister.” The Genie beamed. “Good. I want all your women to keep you satisfied. And did you make her scream your name?” It was Kyle's turn to grin, proud of how hard he had made Christy cum. “We made each other howl!” “Then it's my turn!” The Genie's hand reached beneath her, grasping his cock and guiding it to the entrances of her pussy. She pushed back, sliding him inside her. She was tight and warm and spongy wet. Kyle moaned, lifting his hips to ...