Exquisite pleasures

Fri rolled over Phil's torso and pressed one breast to his mouth. In eagerness he sucked on her leaking nipple, and she moaned as he did and he quickly felt giddy. Her milk was sweet and tangy, backed by the chain's slight metallic tone, and he moaned into her breast. He felt Ma' strap his ankles as he continued to feed, suckling on Fri's dark nipple. After a few moments he pulled back, "God, you taste amazing," he said.

He felt the electric touch of Ma's hand on his cock and arched into it then felt her lips and tongue envelope him. He moaned unintelligibly as Fri smiled down at him, "She's good, isn't she?" Ma's lips were textured like the rest of her skin, like soft, pliable sandpaper. It wasn't abrasive. Instead, it felt incredible, a tantalising addition to the sensation of lips on his cock.

Phil could only nod as he felt Ma's tongue wrap around his cock. She moaned onto him and he humped into her mouth. Fri pressed her other breast to his mouth and he gratefully, started to suck. He felt lightheaded and tingly all over from, what he assumed, was the succubi aphrodisiac filling his body. His lips tingled like he was having his first kiss as he sucked on Fri's dark nipple. He arched again and Fri pressed hi,m down with her body weight, her wings reaching out to form a canopy over him.

Ma' pushed deeper, and Phil couldn't help but shudder, her throat nursed his cock head, her tongue tightened around his shaft as her textured lips held the base of his cock. Her sharp teeth graced his flesh. Each touch was a moment of tension. He moaned again into Fri's breast before she pulled back. "Do you like the feeling of my milk?" she asked.

Phil pulled against his restraints, "God, it feels incredible," he said.

Fri smiled, "Just wait," she said before sliding up his body. He was indeed at their mercy. His wrists and ankles were strapped tight to the bed. Slowly Fri crawled up him, and he licked his lips in anticipation. He guessed what she was doing and couldn't wait to taste her.

She straddled his head, and he delved his tongue eagerly into her wet snatch. Her lips were textured, her folds soft and he moaned at, how it would feel around his cock as her sister started to swallow on him. She had a taste that Phil was unfamiliar with, which was not what he expected, but not unpleasant.

He moaned into Fri's cunt as he licked at her, long slow licks. He could see her torso over her scarred and tattooed stomach to her breasts which she grasped as he pleased her. She moaned as her clawed hands played with her nipples.

He felt Ma' stop swallowing and slowly start to pull back. She closed her jaw enough that her teeth gently scraped against him. He moaned into Fri's cunt as he realised she could probably sever his cock with a single bite. Her tongue remained wrapped around him slowly pulling up, his shaft after her teeth like a caressing kiss against a slight wound.

After Ma's mouth left him he heard her speak and saw her hands reach around her sister to grasp her breasts. "Your horns are already growing. Are you eager, or is he that good?" she asked.

Fri continued to grind into his face as he lapped at her cunt, "Both," Fri moaned.

Ma' laughed. "Should we tease him?" she asked suddenly.