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The music was deafening and everyone was slick with sweat. I saw the twins from earlier. The Domme and her boy were gone. I was pleasuring a Succubus named Natasha by sliding her up and down the length of my erect cock the same way a man might masturbate by using his hand, not that I ever needed to do that. Several people had caught some of the raw lust that escaped my glamour and were copulating in the darker corners of the room.
I set Nattie down, letting her bare feet touch the dance floor. Her legs buckled and I held her until she found her balance.
"Let's dance," I whispered.
She purred in response. Already joined at the hip, we began to grind against each other's bodies, my dick firmly lodged in her sex. Hands reached up to cup my face and bring me down so we could kiss. Our tongues met and we moaned, I felt her pussy squeeze the head of my cock. A squeeze that would have meant death to a regular man, since it marked the entrance to the most sacred part of a Succubus's anatomy, her womb. For an Incubi like me, it just felt fucking awesome.
Once we had finished tasting each other, we did actually just dance for a few minutes, both of us running hands over her body, pushing drops of sweat around like it was mercury. I gently pinched her nipples and felt her sigh. Her hands reached behind us to knead my ass and I dutifully played with her clit until she climaxed again, breathing in lungfuls of air as her midnight body shook in my arms.
"Enough dancing," I hissed, and grabbed her hair, bending her forward.
Gasping, still in the throes of her last orgasm, she tried to fight back, but she was still too weak. Her tiny hands dug into my forearm, feebly trying to loosen my grip on her locks. I withdrew my cock from her and watched her calves and thighs tremble as she dealt with my unexpected absence. My member was slick with the Succubi's pussy juices.
"Let me show you how much I missed you," I whispered.
She whimpered and gasped, "Pllleeassee, be gentle."
"Never," I replied.
The mushroom head of my phallus pressed against the perfectly formed opening of her asshole. Two exquisitely shaped globes parted for me and Nattie's whole body shook as I slowly began to push my length into her.
She began to scream when the head was fully inside her. I let go of her hair and grabbed her arms just below the elbows so she couldn't hit or scratch me. I growled my lust for her. Nattie's ass was a furnace. Pressure, heat, and pain assaulted my senses, strengthening my resolve to see it through. Several inches slipped inside her when I felt her body rising on the crest of another massive orgasm. I tensed the muscles of my body and thrust every remaining inch of me into her asshole.
She screamed curses at me in several different languages as she came. My teeth were grinding together, I couldn't say anything, I just started fucking her. No mercy this time, I was within sight of the finish line. The tingle in my balls was noticeable. I had waited three days for this; I would not be denied my release.
"I LOVE YOU MICAH! I LOVE YOU WHEN YOU FUCK ME LIKE THIS!" she screamed.
I just howled without words and buried myself even deeper on my next thrust. For a moment I let the glamour slip, and several hundred people saw the exquisite contrast of a muscled caucasian man paired with an ebony woman. Two beautiful and elegant specimens of 'humanity' rutting like beasts. Then I snapped it back over us and came.
My orgasm was massive. A torrent of semen poured into Natasha's asshole and I struggled to keep conscious. She cooed in delight as the furnace that was her butt was further warmed by the gift of an Incubi's semen, her insides lapping it up and sucking it up into her body. I kissed her neck softly as my cock softened and slid out of her.
She turned to face me and stood on tiptoe to kiss my lips. We whispered sweet nothings to each other amidst the dancers and held each other until the sun came up.
The
End.
Play Date at Connie's
Karen and I should have gotten married. The great sex should have shown us how compatible we were. But we were young and stupid, both lousy at understanding our feelings, and worse at expressing them ... so we never thought of marriage and eventually we split.
A few years later we were both married to other people, both with 3-year-old boys, and she was living on the other side of the country. We emailed a few times a year, but that was all. So I was surprised one day when Karen called.
"Hiya Brent. Guess who?"
"No guessing, sweetie. If ever I don't recognize your voice ... somebody should check my pulse."
We spent a few minutes catching up, then she told me why she called.
"I'm going to be in your lovely city next weekend and I think we should get together."
I had never met her husband and didn't really want to. But I thought I should offer to entertain.
"We could have you and Rob over to the house for a cookout Saturday," I offered.
"Rob's not coming," she said. "It's just me and Teddy."
"Okay, I'd love to meet your boy and we could still have that cookout."
