Mistress Of The Marsh - Sex Stories

Mistress Of The Marsh

... drill further in his mouth. Phlegm and pre-cum oozed from his stretched lips as her cock pushed against the tight entrance to his throat. Her tail sank ever deeper in his anus as it sought to fill more of his hot, gripping cavern. Declan's arms and legs squirmed uselessly as the tendrils writhed and tightened around him, bathing him in their rapturous glaze.

“Attlium Yaoyugus” she spoke and the young man's mouth and throat relaxed.

His eyes bulged as she pressed forward and the fat head of her cock plowed into the depths of his throat. The fleshy ring that marked her expanded girth slipped past his lips and Declan was guided further onto her fat, thrusting pole. Her tail darted in and out of his pucker excitedly, spearing deeper with each fuck as sticky fluids seeped from its tip.

“AAAAAAHHHH, YES!” she exhaled as Daemiel tilted her head back. “MORE!!!”

Declan's vision became a blur of back and forth movement as the combination of mystical energies, gripping tendrils and Daemiel's stern hands pulled him back and forth on her bulging expanse of glistening cock. Her giant scrotum swung below, twitching and churning with untold quantities of thick, steaming nut.

The former hunter's face grew red as she fucked his mouth relentlessly. Her tail thrust ever deeper into his expanding rosebud, determined to fill his spongy insides to bursting. The slick sounds of wet thrusting, labored slurping and moist, sloppy gagging filled the camp as Daemiel dominated every inch ...

... of his body. Her smallest tendril caressed Declan's rock-hard prick up and down, edging him exquisitely and ensuring her slave didn't cum before she did.

“I hope you're still hungry, slave...”

The devilish Domina moaned and gasped as her pace quickened. She seized his hair in both hands and lost herself in the warm, gripping nirvana of decadent throat fucking. Her massive cum cannon tightened and tingled with imminent release as her equally sensitive tail railed her slave-boy's virgin ass. She stretched his pucker to the breaking point as the greasy black length of flesh glided in and out of his burning backdoor. Pasty white slime dribbled from Declan's nose and bottom lip as rapid, sloppy fucks abused his tongue and warm walls.

“OH YEEAAAAHHH!!! HERE IT COMES!!!”

Daemiel's twitching horsecock and thrusting tail sank deep into Declan's holes. Their fat glans' erupted forcefully and flooded the suspended slut with streams of sticky sperm. His cheeks bulged and his eyes grew panicked as fat ropes of glue-like semen hosed into his body at both ends.

The Succubus' smallest, slickest tendril worked up and down the young man's penis, pushing him over the edge and sending him into a shuddering orgasm. Declan shot his load all over the muddy ground as his body shook in her tight, eldritch grasp. The climax coursed through his body in overwhelming waves. It felt like no orgasm he'd ever had before. The syrupy coating applied by her all-consuming tendrils amplified and ...