Chapter 107: Fucking the succubuse 4
Seraphine’s moans turned into continuous, broken whimpers. Her body was hypersensitive now, every touch sending sparks of pleasure racing through her.
Trevor kept the torturously slow rhythm, his thick cock sliding almost completely out before sinking back into her dripping heat with deep, deliberate strokes. Each thrust was measured, letting her feel every thick inch stretching her silky walls, every ridge dragging along her most sensitive spots. The wet, lewd sounds of her pussy greedily sucking him back in filled the chamber like obscene music.
He had her folded nearly in half, her knees pressed toward her shoulders, completely open and vulnerable to him. This position allowed him to grind the swollen head of his cock directly against her cervix on every downward stroke while his pelvis rubbed firmly against her swollen clit.
Seraphine’s crimson eyes were glassy with overwhelming pleasure. Her full lips were parted, soft gasps and whimpers escaping with every slow thrust. Her heavy breasts jiggled gently with the motion, dark nipples stiff and begging for attention.
Trevor leaned down and captured one nipple in his mouth again, sucking slowly and deeply while his tongue swirled around the sensitive bud. At the same time, he reached up and gently stroked the base of both her obsidian horns with his fingertips, applying light pressure in slow circles.
The effect was immediate and devastating.
"Ahhh—! Not the horns... not both at once..." Seraphine cried out, her voice breaking into a high-pitched moan. Her pussy clenched hard around his cock, fluttering wildly as fresh waves of arousal gushed around him.
Trevor didn’t stop. He continued the slow, deep fucking while lavishing attention on her horns and breasts. He alternated between sucking one nipple and gently scraping his teeth over the other, all while his fingers traced and massaged the sensitive lengths of her horns.
Seraphine’s tail thrashed wildly behind her before wrapping tightly around his waist, trying to pull him even deeper. Her hips rolled up to meet his thrusts as best she could in her folded position, chasing more of that delicious friction.
"You’re so fucking tight when I touch your horns," Trevor murmured against her breast, voice rough with lust. "Does it feel good, Seraphine? Having someone play with such a sensitive part of you while he fucks you slow and deep?"
"Yes..." she sobbed, tears of pleasure leaking from the corners of her eyes. "It’s too much... too good... I’ve never let anyone touch them like this before."
Trevor smiled against her skin and gave her horns a firmer, lingering stroke while thrusting particularly deep and grinding against her cervix. Seraphine’s entire body jolted, her fifth orgasm building rapidly now — a deep, heavy pressure that made her thighs tremble violently.
He could feel it coming. Her inner walls were rippling and squeezing around his thick shaft in rhythmic pulses. Her breathing had turned into short, desperate pants, and her tail was squeezing his waist so tightly it almost hurt.
Trevor kept the same slow, powerful pace, refusing to rush. He wanted this orgasm to wreck her.
"Come for me again," he whispered hotly, sucking hard on her nipple while stroking both horns at once. "Let go. I want to feel you come while I’m buried so deep inside your perfect succubus pussy."
The combination finally pushed her over the edge.
Seraphine screamed — a raw, beautiful sound of pure ecstasy — as her fifth orgasm exploded through her body. Her back arched as much as her folded position would allow, her pussy clamping down like a hot, velvet vice around his cock. Powerful rhythmic contractions milked him as she gushed hard, her sweet nectar spraying around his shaft and soaking both of them.
Trevor groaned deeply at the intense sensation but continued his slow, grinding thrusts, fucking her through every single wave. He kept stroking her horns and sucking her nipple, prolonging the orgasm until Seraphine was shaking uncontrollably, tears streaming down her flushed cheeks.
When the climax finally began to subside, she looked completely wrecked — hair messy, skin flushed deep pink, chest heaving, and her glowing crimson eyes unfocused with pleasure.
"Five..." she whispered hoarsely, voice barely audible. "Five times... and you’re still rock hard inside me... still moving so slowly... so deep..."
Trevor finally unfolded her legs, letting them rest on either side of his hips. He stayed buried inside her, giving her a moment to catch her breath while he kissed her slowly and deeply. Their tongues tangled in a lazy, sensual dance as he gently rocked his hips, stirring his cock inside her fluttering, cum-soaked pussy.
"You’re doing so well," he praised softly against her lips, one hand gently stroking her cheek while the other caressed the base of her horn. "But I still need one more from you. I want to feel you come apart completely."
Seraphine let out a shaky, needy laugh and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer.
"Then take me slowly... just like this," she begged, voice trembling with overstimulation and renewed desire. "I want to feel every inch of you. I want you to make love to me until the last of my hunger shatters."
Trevor obliged.
He began moving again — long, slow, sensual strokes that pulled almost completely out before sliding back in to the hilt. There was no rush, no brutality. Just deep, intimate fucking. He kissed her the entire time — her lips, her neck, the sensitive spot just below her ear, and the base of her horns.
His hands explored her body reverently — squeezing her heavy breasts, pinching her nipples, stroking her soft belly, and occasionally tugging gently on her tail.
Seraphine was lost in the pleasure now. Her usual seductive mask had completely fallen away, replaced by raw, vulnerable need. She moaned and whimpered softly with every deep thrust, her hips rolling up to meet him in perfect rhythm.
The sixth orgasm built even more slowly than the previous one — a deep, coiling heat that spread from her core throughout her entire body. Trevor could feel it approaching in the way her walls began to flutter and tighten around him again, in the way her breathing grew deeper and more ragged.
He kept the same sensual pace, grinding against her clit on every downstroke while whispering filthy yet tender words against her ear.
"You feel incredible... so hot and wet for me. This perfect succubus body was made to take my cock. I’m going to fill you up until you’re overflowing with my cum. Until your womb is soaked and your hunger is finally satisfied."
Seraphine’s nails dug into his shoulders as the pressure became almost unbearable.
"I’m... I’m so close again..." she whimpered. "Please... don’t stop. Make me come one last time."
Trevor kissed her deeply and increased the pressure just slightly — still slow, but with more intentional grinding against her most sensitive spots. His hand slipped between them to rub her swollen clit in firm, steady circles.
When her sixth orgasm finally hit, it was the most powerful yet.
Seraphine’s entire body tensed, then convulsed as a shattering climax tore through her. She cried out his name loudly, her pussy spasming violently around his thick cock, milking him with strong, rhythmic contractions. Fresh nectar gushed around him as her tail wrapped tightly around his body, holding him as deep as possible while she came undone.
Trevor groaned loudly at the intense sensation, but thanks to the Endless Stamina card, he remained rock-hard and in complete control. He continued the slow, deep thrusts, fucking her through every single pulse of her orgasm until she finally collapsed beneath him, trembling and gasping for air.
Six powerful orgasms.
Seraphine lay beneath him, completely spent, her body limp and glowing with satisfaction. Her crimson eyes were soft and dazed as she looked up at him.
"You... you actually did it," she whispered, voice raw and filled with wonder. "No one has ever satisfied me like this... I feel... full. Truly full for the first time in centuries."
Trevor leaned down and kissed her gently, still buried deep inside her fluttering pussy.
"We’re not quite finished yet," he murmured against her lips with a dark, promising smile. "I still need to fill you with my cum... and claim my reward."
Seraphine’s eyes sparkled with renewed, exhausted lust as she tightened her walls around him.
"Then do it," she whispered. "Fill me. Breed your succubus."
Trevor stayed buried deep inside her, savoring the way Seraphine’s walls continued to flutter around his cock even after her seventh orgasm. Thick ropes of his cum still pulsed weakly into her overflowing womb as he gave a few final, slow grinds, ensuring every drop stayed as deep as possible.
Seraphine let out a long, shuddering moan, her crimson eyes half-lidded in pure bliss. Her tail coiled lazily around his waist, holding him close while her fingers traced lazy patterns across his chest.
"So much cum..." she whispered, voice hoarse and satisfied. "I can feel my belly slightly swollen with it. No one has ever filled me like this before."
Trevor kissed her slowly, deeply, tasting the lingering sweetness on her tongue. When he finally pulled out, a heavy gush of his thick white seed poured from her well-fucked pussy, dripping down between her ass cheeks and soaking the crimson sheets. The sight was incredibly erotic — her swollen, puffy lips parted and leaking his load in messy streams.
Seraphine reached down with two fingers, scooping some of the creamy mess and bringing it to her lips. She licked them clean with a soft, sensual moan, eyes locked on his the entire time.
"Mmm... delicious," she purred. "Your seed is potent. I can feel its warmth spreading inside me."
Trevor lay beside her and pulled her into his arms. Her voluptuous body molded perfectly against him, heavy breasts pressing softly against his chest. She nuzzled into his neck, her horns brushing lightly against his jaw.
For the first time in centuries, the ancient succubus looked genuinely content. Her usual predatory aura had softened into something warmer, almost affectionate.
"You surprised me, Trevor," she murmured, gently stroking his still-hard cock with her soft hand. "I thought I would drain you dry within minutes. Instead... you drained me. Six... no, seven times. And you’re still so hard."
Trevor smirked, running his fingers through her long black hair before gently stroking the sensitive base of one horn. Seraphine shivered at the touch.
"This is only the first succubus," he said calmly. "There are two more guarding the upper floors, correct?"
Seraphine nodded, a small, mischievous smile playing on her lips. "Yes. My sisters — Vespera and Lilith. They are even more insatiable than I am. Most men don’t even make it past me."
She leaned up and kissed him again, slow and sensual, her tongue teasing his. Her hand continued stroking his thick length with lazy, expert movements.
"Since you’ve satisfied me so thoroughly," she whispered against his lips, "I will grant you passage to the next floor. But know this... my sisters will not be so easily pleased. They will test you harder."
Trevor’s cock twitched in her hand at the challenge. The Endless Stamina card kept him ready, throbbing with fresh energy.
"Then I’ll satisfy them too," he replied confidently. "One by one."
Seraphine’s crimson eyes glowed with lust and approval. She shifted, straddling his waist slowly. Fresh cum still leaked from her pussy as she rubbed her slick folds along his hard shaft.
"Before you go..." she purred, guiding the head of his cock back to her entrance, "let me give you a proper farewell gift."
She sank down onto him with a long, satisfied moan, taking every inch until she was fully seated. Her walls clenched greedily around him as she began to ride him with slow, sensual rolls of her hips.
Trevor gripped her wide hips, watching her heavy breasts bounce as she moved on top of him.
The mission to claim all three succubuses had only just begun.
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