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Chapter 65 by amon_Baal amon_Baal

What does Ma’ do with the whip?

Flogs his cock.

Ma’ stepped closer to him and casually slapped the whip into the palm of her hand. “This is something we discovered after coming to Earth,” she began. “It is made of long threads of a soft fibre, and the tips had been slightly melted.”

She draped it over his chest gently, and he felt the soft nature of the fibres and relaxed. It felt like a caress. “Well, that’s not so bad,” he said.

Ma’ and her sister both smiled, and then Ma’ moved the whip quickly to slap his cock. The sensation was sharp and stunning but abated quickly. Phil half squealed before it descended to a groan. “Oh wow,” he said.

Fri’s grin broadened, and Ma’ quickly swung the whip again, this time down the length of his body. The strands wrapped around his shaft, which was still standing tall, and she quickly pulled it back. This time the sensation was much stronger, and Phil again yelped and moaned before looking down at his cock.

He could count the red lines wrapped around his cock where the whip had struck him. “Ow,” he said pitifully.

Ma’ laughed and leant in close to his cock, “Sorry, did that hurt?” she taunted before sliding her tongue out to wrap around his shaft.

The spots where the whip had struck him were sensitive, and the feel of her tongue was exquisite. “Oh God,” Phil moaned.

No sooner had he spoken than Ma’ pulled back, and he looked up at her. “Don’t stop,” he begged.

Fri laughed, “It never takes long,” she said.

Phil heard Ma’ moan and thought her horns were even longer, maybe the length of his hand, curving backwards. “You want more?”

Phil nodded his head slowly and heard Fri moan. He looked in her direction to see she had curled her tail between her legs and was fucking herself as she played with her tits. Then he winced and moaned as the whip made contact with his cock again.

He arched and shuddered. This time, when Ma’ leant down, she engulfed his cock in her mouth. The warmth set each line from the whip off with an intense sensation of stinging warmth. “Oh God, I could cum,” he moaned.

Ma’ pulled back and smiled down at him. After several moments she leaned in close to his face and pressed a leaking nipple to his lips. He sucked her large dark nipple in and sucked vigorously. Ma’s moaned as he did.

“Ma’ likes having people feed on her tits, and it gets her hot,” she said. Suddenly Ma’ pulled back, “She also likes taunting her prey,” Fri added.

Phil could feel a droplet of milk on his lips and quickly darted his tongue out to lick it up. “Ready?” Ma’ asked, stepping to the foot of the bed. Phil nodded, not wanting to say a word.

Quickly she struck him again, three quick blows with the whip. One to the left, one to the right, and the third to wrap around his shaft again before she pulled the whip back. Amid his moaning arch, she engulfed him again, and Phil shuddered. His cock spasmed as he came into her mouth, all of them relishing the moan of the two currently invested in each other.

Phil pulsed into the succubi’s mouth several times, the sensation of her warm electric mouth on the whip marks driving him over the edge.

As his orgasm settled, Ma’ turned around and leaned in towards her sister. Phil watched as they kissed, Ma’s long tongue passing his cum to her sister’s mouth. After a few moments, both of them cooed. “Oh, I can taste his virility,” Fri said passionately.

Phil looked at them, their horns slowly protruding further as their breasts leaked cream, thicker, richer. “That was incredible,” Phil said. As he was talking, the two sisters moved around the bed, peering at him. He suddenly felt like a gazelle among lions. “Are you two alright?” he asked.

They both looked at each other and then at him, “Oh yes,” Ma’ said. Phil saw something glistening on her lips and thought it was leftover cum. After a moment, he realised she was drooling, salivating over the sexual situation they were involved in.

“Oh my God, I bit off more than I can chew, didn’t I?” Phil asked.

The sisters smiled as they looked at him, their tails lashing like predatory cats.

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“Oh my God,” Phil said, “I’m fucked aren’t I?”

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