Succubus

*Oona’s POV*

Andy laid back, his fine member jutting proudly out, beckoning to me. “You want to dominate me?” Andy said as he propped himself up on his elbows, looking enthusiastic and curious.

I straddled Andy’s waist and shoved him back down on the pillows. “Not quite! I’ve had enough of you refusing me when I’m hungry, I don’t like it-“

Andy tried to sit up again. “-But-“

I shoved him flat back against his cushions. “-Down! Do you want me now, Andy?” I shimmied so that I was rubbing my moist entrance up and down along his swollen cock, held pressed against his belly.

Andy groaned and reached for my breasts, but I smacked his hands away. He looked frustrated and reached for my hips; again, I smartly cracked at his knuckles, this time using my tail. “Yes, yes, ok? I do, I want you, Oona! Shit, isn’t it obvious?”

I smiled, pleased. “Good. Say it again, or you get nothing.”

Andy looked distressed; his handsome features distorting with burgeoning panic. “Fuck, I’m sorry- I’m so sorry I turned you away, and I want you, you know I love you, and I want you so badly- uhn!”

I easily slid back onto Andy’s girth, making us both pause for a moment as we looked into each others' eyes. His blue, topaz thunderstorms held both warmth and the depth of the ancients. Andy. Such a strange man. How I loved him!

As soon as I started a rhythm, black, velvety pleasure started to pour out of me as Andy filled me so well. Rich, golden-crimson whorls came off of Andy in great, sumptuous sweeps. I called Andy’s gathered energy to me greedily and absorbed a vast mass of it at once as I rode him, adoring the dual sensation.

Andy must have sensed my feeding somehow, as he emulated me! I watched, dumbfounded, as, for the first time, Andy actively, though awkwardly, absorbed a small amount of my energy! “Good!” He had done it without being able to see it!

Andy smiled. “You’re delicious, Oona! Like… Not like food, but like I’m being naughty!”

I grinned broadly. “You were expecting something different?” Andy shook his head as he thrust quickly upwards into me, wanting more of my taste… Uh! I would give it to him! “Ah! Andy!”

He manhandled my breasts, suckling on them as he fucked me harder and yet still harder. I could scarcely hold my balance! I felt like the Dark Lord himself was pushing on my chest, soon I would be squashed beyond the mortal plane. The intensity, the pressure was too great!

And then, I reached a culmination of such height, surely the capillaries in my eyes burst! My entire body clenched and released gradually, my mind in a haze of rhapsody.

I dimly heard Andy grunting as he sowed me with his seed, pumping steadily into my wet, rhythmically clenching sheath. I held on to him weakly as I lost the ability to hold myself up, barely conscious of the sweet kisses he feathered on my neck some moments later.

Notes

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