A lust fueled compromise

While you're wrestling with this new dilemma you hear a giggle and turn to see Xallia - or would she still like to be called Xall - groping Anya's breasts. You feel like you ought to chew him out, this is a serious situation, but you barely manage to turn your back without ogling them both. Your ears burn and you bite your lip, disappointed in your lack of restraint.

You fight off this latest wave of lust and prepare to face your daemon lover when two hot, experienced hands wrap around your waist. You feel Xall's cock pressing against your bottom, his breath on your neck. "I'm sorry Sabine," he whispers in a soft, feminine tone - part of his disguise. "I've kept you waiting all morning. Please forgive me."

"There's nothing to forgive," you reply, digging your nails into your palms to keep control. "I just need to think."

"Yes, yes," he says and kisses your ear. Despite everything you moan deeply. "You need to think and you need to recover. Silly me, forgetting you're getting a double dose."

"Double what?"

His fingers lace across your flat belly. "I must have mentioned how little succubi need to soak up energy. Like me, they survive in part on sensual energy. As they grow they must draw from their mother enough to let them grow to adulthood." His fingers trace your belly button and you fall back into his arms, letting yourself be lowered to the earth.

"Yes," he continues, stroking your hair and gently kissing your neck, "I'm sure that in time a strong-willed woman like you will master these impulses and feed my daughters when you choose to. That's why I was so glad you showed such fortitude. Even in the womb little succubi need discipline or else they grow into debauched little sluts, even by our standards."

You feel the buttons on your blouse being undone. Then you realize it's your own hand doing it. Xall slides his soft fingers between your breasts and your last reserves are drained. You can't concentrate on the village, the daemon invasion or even on what Xall just said about the twins growing within you. They all compete for attention until you can do nothing but moan, "Take me!"

Xall licks his lips, kisses you firmly and then attempts to plant his cock against your ass. You feel its touch against your rosebud, but for some reason he does no more. You wonder how long he intends to torment you when Xall grunts and says "Anya, Glenda - may I please make passionate love to Sabine's tight little ass?"

Of course! The contract - Xall can't fuck you without permission because you're not married yet. Just as this thought comes to you Anya responds, "Oh yes, give it to her!" and Glenda adds, "Yes, of course you can."

Perhaps thanks to that little dip in the cold stream Xall at least does you the courtesy of taking you slowly and gently. You never imagined you would one day rest on all fours, supported in an incubus' arms as he wedges more and more of his monstrous rod inside of you, but here you are loving every second, every inch. Once his hot precum leaks inside you and starts to coat your rectum it gets easier. Xall's long tongue begins to play with yours and his expert fingertips do amazing things to your nipples.

You let him ride you as he pleases, but each time Xall gets you close he slows down. He keeps you riding that delectable edge for minutes. Then, at the height of your lust, he whispers, "After this I'll take Anya."

"Yes," you reply, the thought of the blonde slut earning her keep nearly pushing you over the edge.

"Mmmm. Then Glenda?"

"Fuck yes!"

He stops dead and pulls back your hair. "Then, while you're recovering I'll check out the village."

You summon your strength and say, "But, but you won't..."

"Plant my seed? No, no."

"I mean, I mean you can't..."

"Take anyone's virginity? No, I promised I wouldn't."

Before you can respond again Xall begins to stroke in and out, again and again, till your mind is mush.

"But I can fuck the village sluts, right?"

"Mnnr..." You just can't say no when he kisses you like that.

Xall pulls back and looks deep in your eyes, "Come one, just the non-virgins. Just their mouths and asses? That wouldn't be so bad. Just say it's okay Sabine, it really is the best plan." You're too far gone to reply. Xall grins and whispers, "And I'll get to pick one girl to keep, to bring with us."

He starts pressing his fingers against your clit. Until now he's left it alone and your tiny nub has been waiting for the attention. As you cum, harder than ever before you cry "Oh, yes!"

You end up cumming at least half a dozen times. And Xall's potent staff cums not once, nor twice, but thrice. Each time you feel more cum filling you, enough to cause serious discomfort by the time he's done. He holds that meaty staff inside you and whispers something in Anya's ear. As his softening cock pulls free Anya presses her fingers against your gaping hole, then forces them inside. Your weak sphincter offers little resistance. You'd probably be disgusted with the randy blonde, but it feels delicious and you feel an urge to hold Xall's seed inside you as long as you possibly can.

Once Anya has fitted her entire fist into you and plugged you tight Xall comes over and gives you a kiss. "Now Sabine, doesn't that feel good?" Anya picks that moment to wiggle her fingers, causing your legs to spasm. "Yes, I see that it does." He moves away and you follow him with your eyes. He looks like a woman, but beneath that illusion his cock must already be returning to full mast, for he moves quickly.

You look back at Anya and watch Xall calmly flip up her skirt. Your fellow sister manages to get to her knees and, with a few words from both her and Glenda is soon on the receiving end of a superb fucking. With Xall's seed and Anya's fist inside you get to experience it by proxy. As Xall fills Anya her arm moves and, though it embarrasses you, you can't help but cum again.

By the time Xall leaves Anya flushed and exhausted on the ground you know that he plans to get Glenda to agree to everything you did. Anya said, moaned or begged "Yes" at least ten times, so she's surely agreed to let him do as he likes. Not that you're any better. You could warn Glenda, get her to hold Xall in check, but Anya does Xall's bidding when he says, "Oh and keep Sabine company my dear - she's so very stressed right now."

So it is that Glenda ends up in your and Anya's position too - agreeing to Xall's perverted demands. You aren't able to warn her since Anya has pulled herself closer, her tongue licking up your vagina's copious secretions. You might even have blacked out somewhere in there. Next thing you know Glenda is cuddling with you too and Xall is just a distant shape in a black dress, striding into town like he owns it.