Succubus

*Oona’s POV*

Andy smiled. “Well, you’re right. That seed is driving me mad with the need to get off, and with you right there, naked, it’s taking all of my concentration to behave.” We both laughed, and Andy’s deep chuckle was low and sexy as he snuggled me closer.

“You’re adorable, you know that? You think my weird, moronic laughter is sexy?” I looked at Andy, and could feel my face getting hot. Not as hot as he was, though. Mrow!

“Oh, man, you’re terrible, Oona!” Andy laughed, and I laughed too, relaxing. Having a thought-reading partner was definitely a new experience. Embarrassing, but at least I didn’t really have anything to hide. Andy knew I loved him for who he was, not just the way he looked. That was just a great bonus, one that had gotten out of control lately…

Andy cleared his throat, breaking my train of thought. “To answer your question, it would make me very happy if we made love again. Oona, people that love each other can make love, have sex, or fuck, they can do any and all of those things, whenever they are in the mood.

“See, the problem is basically that I’m in two moods that conflict, because the seed always wants me to fuck you, to get off hard and fast. Unless I’ve done it recently, it’s trickier to resist. You know, tougher to listen to my own mind. But I can hear your mind clearly. And I want to please you more than anything, I want to do what would make you happy. Oona, if you want to make love again, I want to do that.”

I frowned. I had never made love to anyone, and I didn’t want Andy to suffer needlessly while I blundered along. “Andy, I might need help, I might need guidance, and you’d be distracted. Why don’t we fuck first? Please?” I felt him get a little tense, his gaze dipping to my breasts. I pressed them against him, the thought beginning to turn me on. Andy really did fuck me so well…

I felt Andy start to stiffen against my leg. “You enjoy that too?” His voice was more gravelly than it had been, though he also sounded a bit surprised.

“Andy, I’m made to enjoy it, and you’re very good at it.” I lifted my leg over his, curling my calf around his thigh and pulling his groin closer to my bare sex. “Perhaps you’d find some relief in bending me over and fucking me rapidly, as beasts do? How does that sound?”

Andy’s eyebrows were drawn together and he was breathing more heavily. He just needed a little push from another direction. He seemed reticent to proceed.

I took Andy’s right hand and placed it by my entrance, encouraging him to dip his slender fingers in. “See, Andy, I’m ready for you. I want you.” We both groaned softly when he finally caved to the pressure I was placing on his hand and slid two of his fingers easily in. Instantly I felt my body melt in his arms- it felt so good! Andy quickly rose to claim me.

Andy’s touch was so skilled, the way he thrust with his long fingers, so deeply, brushing upwards on his way out, massaging my clitoris with his thumb, I hadn’t thought it was possible to feel that way just from the touch of hands! I felt his other hand stroking my chest, rubbing my belly, but then- all touch was gone! I whimpered at the loss, my small black snakes of pleasure slowly petering out.

“Oona, please, I want you, like you said. I can’t hold it back anymore, would you roll over?” Andy looked pained, and I smirked at him as I rolled onto my stomach and stuck my buttocks in the air, then braced myself on my forearms.

Andy entered me, and I felt him so deep inside of me, I felt like my very being was massaged, my very essence was stroked. He thrust hard and fast, gripping my hips and grunting, each time hitting a spot so pleasurable I felt like euphoria was an inadequate term. Bliss would crackle throughout my body every time Andy was at the deepest point of his thrust, and soon the intensity became so great that I was gasping for air, moaning Andy’s name.

Andy’s breathing swiftly became ragged, I felt his length becoming harder inside of me as he approached his zenith. I saw his pleasure had turned a deep burgundy, and knew he would soon spend himself into my hungry, waiting passage. The decadence of his touch overcame me, when I felt him reach his orgasm and ejaculate, filling me with his warm fluid. I, too, immediately reached my peak, knowing I had given him the release he had needed.

Andy thrust a few more times, lazily, rubbing my buttocks appreciatively, before collapsing next to me on the bed. I sprung at him and kissed him on the cheek. I was excited to know that it was normal to love someone and still fuck them too!

Andy chuckled. “Oona, you’re so adorable! Settle down and come snuggle, sweetie.”

Notes

i'm going to be traveling for a bit so i might fall behind on the writing. i'll attempt to update via phone or some other shenanigans, we'll see how that works out. happy holidays and whatnot.

here's a link to a bunch of poor-quality videos i've taken at an assortment of shows i've been to:

my youtube videos

(no BVB because i'm too busy rocking out to hold a cell phone steady, sorry.)