Horns Up - 8 - Sex Stories

Horns Up - 8

... the bathtub, splashing water everywhere. She keeps trying to make a quip about Callyette electrifying the water, but she can only gasp and moan as you take her from behind.

You both stagger back downstairs after making a mess of the bathroom and survey the chaos of the boarding house. You look at each other. You smile. And like some hidden switch had been flipped, you and Natasha leap at each other like animals, scrabbling and clawing at each other on the floors as you begin to rut like animals. Slightly delirious and beyond the point of using words, you engage in a steamy competition for dominance. You'd make her whimper beneath you one moment, she'd ride you like a rodeo bull the next; your sexual scuffle tracks all over the house, though thankfully you don't cause nearly as much damage as Eari did.

At the crux of it all - when your skin is aflame and your heart feels fit to burst - you kiss the Succubus again, look her in the eyes, and tell her just how you feel about her.

After that... well... it's all a bit of a blur.

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When you open your eyes again, you find yourself lounging on the couch. There's a crick in your neck, the TV is playing some trashy daytime nonsense, and the living room is in complete disarray. When you adjust yourself into a more comfortable position, you hear a slight murmur of protest from your crotch.

Natasha is taking up most of the couch, her head resting comfortably between your legs. The Succubus has your semi-erect penis ...

... in her mouth, and seems to be fast asleep. A little alarmed, you look down to find two of your fingers nestled snugly in her pussy.

Did... you both fall asleep? In the middle of getting each other off?

Jesus Christ.

Carefully you extricate your digits from her nethers and pull your dick away from her face, doing your best not to wake the slumbering demon. You place a cushion beneath her head and cover her with a blanket; you both wore yourselves out pretty hard, and she could do with some rest.

You, on the other hand, feel like Hell, worse even than your morning after Eari. You've got hickeys and teethmarks all over your body, and every joint and extremity hurts when you move. Murmuring to yourself, you stumble into the kitchen and grab yourself a glass of water to quench your parched throat.

"Mm, well aren't you a gentleman?" purrs that sultry voice from the living room, coaxing a smile from you.

Grinning, you look over to find that Natasha had woken up. She has wrapped the blanket around her shoulders like a cloak.

You do your best.

"Oh, I know you do," she laughs, standing up.

You leave the kitchen and she meets you in the front hall. The Succubus threads her fingers through yours and gazes deep into your eyes. Her own are bright and excited.

"Are you done yet, honey?" Natasha asks you with a smile.

For now.

"Heh, me too."

Her eyes flit over to the front door.

"... Though I imaginethey'd have a few things to say about that" she ...