“Ohhhhh,” you moan, your head lolling on the floor. Your heart pounds in terror, but your cock is unflagging. Though you have just spurted out a mess, your cock still stands erect. Morelle resumes stroking your red cock, smearing your cum over your shaft and up to your tip, looking down into your face as she kneels beside you. You writhe beneath her touch. You are overly-sensitive and too-quickly on the verge of another orgasm.
“That’s right,” she coos, stretching out beside you. She puts her leg over yours so that your cock is rubbing against her thigh as she strokes your straining hardness. She nibbles at your ear, her breath hot against your neck, her teasing tongue moving with soft kisses up your cheek. She turns your lips to hers just as you explode with a second orgasm. Your cum spurts over her thigh as her lips lock to yours and you feel that same, draining pleasure with each pump of your seed.
There is only a brief respite after your second orgasm before Morelle’s hand, slithering and slurping over your cum-smeared cock, coaxes you to a third orgasm. She laughs as she kisses you, sucking out still more of your life force and leaving you feeling feverish and weak.
“Two more,” she whispers. “Perhaps three. Give it all to me, Lucas. Every drop of your sweet life force.”
She repositions her body, freeing her soft breasts with their tiny lavender nipples from her bodice and dangling the weight of them against your filthy cock as she continues to stroke. She kisses you again and her hand draws out a fourth and fifth orgasm, your cum barely spilling out of your cock and almost clear as you spasm against her soft titflesh. Your ecstasy is nearly complete. You can no longer lift your head from the floor.
“One more,” she says, her lips brushing against yours. “One more perfect peak of pleasure. One more climax and you will be mine forever, Lucas. Beg me for it.”
“P-please,” you croak, your lips feeling numb. “Please take me. Take all of me.”
There is a certain relief in surrendering all of your control to the succubus. Her hot, smothering, molten mouth descends once more on yours. Her tongue plays in your mouth and you feel the suction drawing on your very soul. Her hand on your filthy cock slurps and slides over your hardness. You are so tired, it would seem impossible that your cock could be stiff, but Morelle knows how to touch you and keep you rigid.
“Mmmmmmm!” You cry against her kiss. The suction grows more intense, violet light seeming to sparkle even through your eyelids. You arch a final time beneath her, against her hand, thrusting through her grasp and as you cum without any seed left to spill.
Darkness closes in around you as you feel yourself falling into the impossible depths of the succubus. Morelle has won. Far, far away and receding, you hear her mocking laughter.
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Please play with my ass!
The feeling of her fingers tickling down your ass crack and touching your tender hole makes you clench with delight. You softly moan, the pleasure joined by the insistent suction of her tail around your cock. You need more. You crave more.
“Yes, please,” you moan. “Play with my ass!”
“Oh, you naughty boy!” She laughs with delight, smacking your ass with both her hands. “Of course! All of the pleasure for little Lucas! I would never do this for those horrible Woodley brothers, but for my sweet Lucas? Let me send you to heaven…”
You feel a tickle of her hot breath over your crack and then the warm, wet thrust of her tongue against your sensitive clench. You cry out as her tongue laps the rim of your asshole and drills tenderly into your virgin hole. As her tongue thrusts into your ass, you yield to the rhythmic sucking of Morelle’s tail and explode inside her once again. Each pump of your seed into her tail causes sparks of violet light to flash behind your eyelids. You slump against the chair you are tied to, helpless to stop your orgasm, your cum and life force pouring into the succubus as your ass clenches against her tongue.
Her tongue slips out of your passage and she begins to probe your ass with her fingers. One, at first, but as her tail continues to milk your cock, she slips three fingers up your ass. You are filled with her thrusting digits, her knuckles punching against your buttocks as she fucks you vigorously. Her tail seems to suck ever-harder, coaxing another powerful orgasm out of your cock. In the throes of it, the world begins to flicker around you.
“Not much longer now, Lucas,” purrs Morelle, leaning over you with her breasts against your back. “Give me every drop of your essence. I’ll get it all from you.”
“Oooooohhh,” you cry out as another orgasm takes hold. Your cock almost hurts the orgasms are so frequent and intense. Your meager seed drips into her sucking tail and your ass clenches around her thrusting fingers. You are exhausted, held up by only the chair, and the world is growing quite dim around you.
Despite the fact that your doom is approaching, you feel nothing but joy. Morelle, seeming to sense this final surrender to her soul-sucking predation, begins to kiss your shoulders and neck. Her soft lips are like fire, her teasing tongue as sensually exciting as her fingers pumping in and out of her stretched hole and massaging deep inside you.
“Give it all to me,” she whispers. “I can feel you on your final edge. Cum for me. Cum for me, little farm boy.”
“AAAAAHHHHH!” You cry, despairing the ecstasy as your last orgasm explodes into her tail. Throbbing drily into her suckling depths, hardly a drop of cum dribbling out of your raw cock. You whine through clenched teeth at the intensity of each contraction. Weakness gathers. You can hear your heartbeat slowing in your ears. You feel as if you are falling, somehow, into Morelle. You hear her laughter beside your ear.
“Goodbye,” she whispers, her tongue teasing at your earlobe.
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Give her a kiss
You only hesitate a moment before leaning in and kissing Morelle on her perfect, soft lips. The warmth of her kiss erases all doubt as you press tightly, feeling her hard nipples poking against your chest and her tail curling around your leg. A laugh vibrates through Morelle’s kiss and her lips part, inviting your tongue into the steamy, honey-sweet cove of her mouth.
The ecstasy flows from her hot, slithering tongue. Your spit mingles with hers and you moan into Morelle’s kiss, your cock throbbing in your trousers. She strokes the back of your head, cradling it as her tongue begins to probe your mouth. She pulls you tightly against her and you moan against her lips as she presses her soft cunt against the hardness in your trousers. You jerk your hips, fucking against the inside of your own pants as you feel exhilarating pleasure flood your body and mind.
Morelle rocks against you, rolling her hips, smothering your bulging cock in your trousers with the hot groove of her pussy. Her juices soak the front of your trousers. You can feel them tingling against your cock. You start to say something and she kisses you again, hungrily thrusting her tongue into your mouth. Her lips are so soft and sweet, her tongue so nimble. You can’t bear it. You cry out against her lips as pleasure overwhelms all other thoughts.
“Mmmmmmm!” You cry into the heat of her kiss and thrust against the inner seam of your trousers. Your cock throbs and you feel a sudden wetness as you pump your cum into your pants. The ecstasy of your orgasm joins with the smothering heat of Morelle’s kiss. When she finally pulls her lips away form you, she smiles triumphantly.
“All done, little farm boy?” She says. “You went even quicker than Ernie or Dale. But that’s okay. You’re mine now and we can have fun all night long. Or at least as long as you last.”
Any thoughts of resistance are long gone. You nod obediently as Morelle takes your hand and saunters into the bedroom where Ernie lays moaning and twitching on his filthy bed. The gorgeous, red-headed succubus ignores his pleas for help and bends over the bed, presenting her luscious plump and creamy ass and the dripping folds of her tight little quim. Her fleshy tail twitches back and forth over the
pale mounds of her buttocks.
“Get over here and pleasure me,” she commands. “Worship your new goddess. My pussy is throbbing.”
“Y-yes, Morelle,” you moan, unable to look away from her lewd pose.
You caress her plump buttocks and wide hips as you sink to your knees behind the demonically comely teen. Her pussy seems clean and unsullied even though she has surely take many loads of cum from Dale and Ernie Woodley. Not that it matters. As you lean forward to lick her glistening cuntlips, you know you would be tonguing the filthiest most spunk-smeared quim if your new mistress asked.
“Ohhhh, that’s it, Lucas,” she giggles as you run your tongue from her tufted mound, up her slippery groove, to the hot clench of her asshole. “Serve me. Serve your mistress. Everywhere.”
She pushes her ass back into your face, bouncing against you and grabbing your hair to hold you smothered by her soft cheeks. You lap at her cunt, moaning with lust and unbuckling your trousers so you can stroke your cum-smeared cock.
You suck and lick your new goddess, your magnificent mistress, pleasuring her pussy and ass as you wank your dirty cock. You never imagined burying your face in Morelle Cardin’s ass, but it has grown so voluptuous and so wonderful you now cannot imagine wanting your face anywhere else. You lap at the hot ring of her asshole, tasting the sweat and a hint of her nectar, before drilling your tongue deep into her sugary-sweet cunt.
“You are ready to give it to me, aren’t you?” Morelle laughs, looking back at you over her wings. Her tail teases down your back and you shudder with desire. You give her sweet cunt another lick, looking up with yearning as you run your tongue all the way to her asshole and lick it once again. You will do anything for her. Anything she desires.
“Yes,” you moan, between submissive licks of her clenched rosebud. You no longer care about your stupid quest. You no longer care about your life. Your only value is how you can serve beautiful Morelle. You stroke yourself as you lick her glistening holes, cum lubricating your hardness.
“Stand up, my sweet Lucas,” she purrs, pulling roughly at your hair. “Stand up and give me your cock.”
She bends over the bed, her breasts dangling against Ernie and making him grunt with desire. Even though he is nearly drained of life, he reaches up and feebly fondles her breasts straining in her lace bodice. You marvel at Morelle’s glorious, plump bottom and juicy holes freshly bathed in your saliva. You stand behind her, cock in hand, heart pounding as you know you look upon your destruction. Her tail beckons. She looks back at you over her wings and says, “Do it, Lucas. Fuck me. I know you…. Oooooooh!”
She does not even need to finish what she is saying. You thrust forward, driving your cock into her steamy cunt. Her slick folds engulf you and draw you deeper into her hot channel. You last a single stroke, grabbing at her wide hips as you thrust to the hilt and explode.
“Already? Again?” She laughs. “Good boy, Lucas. Give it all to me.”
“Yessss! Yes! I’m cumming for you!” Your cock twitches and throbs inside the hot vise of her sex. Each throbs spurts out another stream of your cum and sends a strange shudder through your body. As your orgasm subsides, you feel an intense weakness come over you and you nearly fall over onto the bed.
“So innocent and delicious,” coos Morelle, gazing back at you with violet power dancing in her eyes. “Give it all to me, Lucas. Don’t stop.”
“Yes,” you gasp, thrusting into her cum-stuffed pussy. Your cock squelches lewdly and you feel your seed churning around your cock. You barely even wonder that you are still hard inside her. Of course you are, she is gorgeous and her cunt is milking you as deftly as a velvet hand. You thrust into her pussy, driving out more of your cum in dribbling slurps as you arch and explode again inside her. You cry, “AAAaahhhhh, Morelle!”
“Such a good boy,” she laughs, thrusting her plump ass back onto your cock, sheathing every inch of your hardness in her slimy depths, and swallowing up more and more of your pulsing spunk. With each spurt, more of your essence is sucked away by the ravenous succubus. Each twinge of weakness is accompanied by a wave of hot pleasure like nothing you have felt with a human lover.
Your legs give out and you collapse onto the floor beside the bed, thumping heavily onto the dusty floorboards. Your wet cock twitches with need.
“Morelle,” you croak, desperate for the pleasure of her body. She turns, smiling sweetly, her violet eyes blazing bright as she grabs your cock and squats over you, guiding your hardness to her cum-swamped pussy. She sinks down onto your length.
“Yes, my sweet,” she says. “You will be my first. The first soul I devour completely. You would like that, wouldn’t you?”
“Please,” you cry as she drops her weight onto your hips and swallows your cock with the inhuman grip of her pussy. She begins to bounce atop you, riding her furnace of pleasure up and down on your straining cock. It takes only a few more seconds and you cum again, spurting deep into her pussy as violet flashes in her eyes.
“Yes, give it all to me,” she pant, continuing to ride on you even as your feeble orgasm fades. “Cum again, Lucas. Cum and do not stop.”
As if she has flipped a switch, you begin to orgasm, again and again, and you cannot stop. Your cock throbs inside the beautiful teenage succubus, surrendering the last of your seed and every bit of your life force to her hungry cunt.
You cum again and again, long seconds becoming minutes, your arms and legs falling immobile and your breath rattling in your chest.
“Goodbye, Lucas,” giggles Morelle. “You are so delicious!”
You feel her lips against yours, kissing you as the world begins to fade. You moan with lust, happy to the last as Morelle drinks in your pleasure and feeds on your life force.
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No, please don’t!
One touch to your ass was enough to make you clench up tightly. You cannot imagine what sort of depravity Morelle might inflict on you if you gave her permission.
“Please,” you gasp, the sucking of her tail around your cock drawing you towards another orgasm. “Please, don’t. I don’t want that.”
“No?” She snaps with disappointment and the inner heat of her tail seems to clamp tightly around your cock. “You always were the loudest voice singing hymns to Veleda at the temple. Boring farm boy with no sense of adventure.”
She swats your ass loudly with the flat of her hand.
“AH!” You cry, your head jerking up and the sting of her hand sending you over the edge. You whimper as you explode into the suckling depths of her tail, firing out more of your seed and feeling a strange, enervating tug with each eruption.
“At least you are delicious,” she giggles and gives your ass another slap. “You know, Lucas, your cock belongs in my tail. Lady Rachelle told me it was just for feeding. And you are nothing but food for me. I certainly never would have fucked you with that little cock.”
“Ohhhhhh,” you whimper at the insult, your cock twitching in her sucking tail. She laughs cruelly and gives your ass another smack.
“Ernie and Dale have much bigger, nicer cocks than you.” Her tail slurps loudly on your cock as she reached between your legs from behind and cups your balls. “They felt so amazing in my pussy. Just a couple of dirty old men, but I knew they cocks could satisfy me. I came again and again on those thick man-cocks, not this little boy-cock you have.”
You can only moan with despair, her cruel words as harsh as her hand smacking your bottom. The kitchen is filled with the ravenous slurping sounds of Morelle’s tail and your desperate gasps. She squeezes your balls as they begin to tighten up.
“Go on,” she purrs. “Cum in my tail. Feed me your essence, Lucas. It’s all your good for.”
“AHHH!” You arch weakly, your cock throbbing and spurting out your diminishing flow of seed into the succubus’s hungry tail. Each spurt into that hot, hungry pass
age makes you that much weaker. Sweat flows from your scalp and you begin to tremble.
“Not much more,” laughs Morelle. “The Woodley brothers you’ll give the poor Woodley brothers just enough time to get their strength back. Then they can fuck me properly with those big cocks. Too bad you can’t watch. You’ll be gone. Just a bit of yummy treat for me to—“
“AHHHHH!” You cum at the pitiful thought of being nothing more than food for Morelle. Your cock throbs and jerks deep in her sucking tail. Her cruel laughter rings in your ears as darkness nearly closes in on you.
“Not quite finished yet?” Morelle kisses your shoulder. “It’s alright, Lucas. You know this makes me very happy. Lady Rachelle said I need to drink up all the men I can find and you’re almost a man, aren’t you? Old enough to be one, but a little boy-cock. It’s good enough to eat!”
“Please,” you moan, unable to lift your head from the chair.
“Please what, Lucas?” She whispers in your ear and nibbles at your earlobe. “Do you want me to finish you off?”
“Please,” you moan. “I c-can’t take anymore.”
“Just one more,” she says, feigning sympathy. “One more time. Come on.”
Her hand massages your balls, her thumb sliding into your crack to massage your asshole. You tense against her touch despite your weakness. She sucks at your slender neck and skinny shoulder. Her tail, like a funnel of molten lava, swirls around you, squeezing and pumping against your cock. The lewd sounds it is making remind you of hogs feasting on a fresh trough.
You barely make a sound as the final orgasm overtakes you. There is so little cum left that it barely dribbles out with each intense spasm of your cock. You gasp. You hear Morelle laughing. You see faint violet spark as she absorbs the last of your life force.
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