The Succubus - Sex Stories

The Succubus

... combination of musk and desire. It was the scent that wild female animals emitted when they were in season. It was designed to attract and entrap males.

The succubus ground her pussy on his face, smearing her cunt juices as Isidore licked and drank her essence. The weirdness of the scene and the sensuality of this woman turned demon clouded all reason. He devoured her pussy like a starving man at a feast. His tongue plunged repeatedly into a tunnel so wet and hot he feared it would scorch his tongue.

The succubus' head reared back, and she howled as her orgasm overtook her, and she orgasmed, spraying her ejaculate into Isidore's open mouth. He drank deeply, feeling its power permeate his body.

"I want to fuck you, bitch," Isidore growled.

The woman moved backward until her pussy was above Isidore's rigid cock. Her aim was unerring as she sat on his rigid tool.

"Yes! For tonight I am your bitch, and this will be our child," she snarled.

Her hands rested on his chest as her hips pistoned in a steady rhythm, taking his tool deep in the best pussy Isidore ever had. Despite the strangeness of the scene and the fact that the woman now seemed more animal than human, Isidore leaned up, took one hairy nipple in his mouth, and bit down hard.

Her hands clawed at his chest, drawing blood. Their bodies moved in a synchronized rhythm, driven by a primal desire. Despite the strangeness of the moment, with the woman's transformation into something more animal than ...

... human, Isidore's lust was unwavering.

As the moonlight bathed the jungle clearing, casting an ethereal glow upon her, she couldn't contain the primal surge of pleasure that coursed through her veins. She threw her head back and emitted a primal howl, surrendering to the intoxicating sensations that consumed her.

With a devilish intensity burning in her eyes, she intensified her movements, riding Isidore's cock fervently. Every thrust and grind was a testament to her insatiable desire and the power that surged within her.

The succubus was untamed, unapologetic, and entirely in control. The rhythm of their bodies merged, creating a symphony of moans and gasps that echoed through the night.

She reveled in the pleasure, the raw connection between them fueling her relentless pursuit of ecstasy. With each movement, she pushed the boundaries of pleasure, pushing herself and Isidore to the edge of their desires.

In that moment, nothing else mattered. The world outside faded away as their bodies became one, lost in a sea of passion and desire. And as the moon looked on, she rode the waves of pleasure, embracing the freedom and intensity of surrendering to her primal instincts.

He held the nipple in his mouth as he thrust up, burying his tool in the hottest, wettest, and surprisingly the tightest pussy he would ever have.

"I need your sperm," she snarled, her words almost unintelligible. "My pussy will absorb it, and I will be pregnant with our child."

"Oh my God," ...