Indeed She Does

Deaglan gasped and throw his head back, feeling the delicate delight of cumming once more. He had lost count of how many time he had cum, or whom he had cum in, on, or even with. He just kept going because his body was allowing, and why shouldn’t he?

The brunette bobbing on his cock didn’t seem to mind, in fact she had mumbled something about how she couldn’t.

She just couldn’t.

Danica was gratuitously enjoying the carnal affairs that she had become enraptured by, her pleasure and corruption saturated body revealing her past, at times cavalier attitude towards sex, while her soul remained fortified within a mind that was truly devout and believed in a life there after.

And so it was she welcomed being bent over as a cock rammed into her ass, something else was matching its thrusts into her pussy, and as she was held up from toppling over by the firm grip bouncing her off the cock behind her, she was able to fist another two.

“Come on Danica!” Davina called out. “Give it up now and let’s find out just which corrupt seed is strongest in you.” Davina goaded, taking a taste of her phallus tipped trunk in her mouth, “We already know you loved my cumming in you first.”

Danica's only response was a gurgled moan as she felt a climax surge and weigh down upon her, she wondered just how many times she had been cum in… And yet still hungered for more.

Sarah felt the sex drunkenness lift, a new confident strut replacing the stagger of her meandering here as she maneuvered around behind her boyfriend. Looking around she had thought about how it had been a while since they had a threesome, but something about tonight felt liked it called for intimacy between them.

Draping her hands around him she felt an electric surge as Sarah couldn’t help but tighten her hold to him as she felt his more defined toned figure, a sultry smile of contentment settling upon Sarah’s face as she felt Deaglan's skin goosebump beneath her fingers, his body stiffening as he groaned in relief, Danica diving deep on his cock eager to pursue her perverting nature as she eagerly swallowed the cum. What little resistance left in her relieved for the uncorrupted essence to alleviate her body’s growing desire for more.

Taking Deaglan's hand Sarah guided him away, happy he was so prompt at finishing his business with that other slut. It was Sarah’s turn, they were each other’s sluts.

“Where are we going?” Deaglan asked coyly, slowing and dragging on Sarah’s pull.

“I think its time for just a little us.” Sarah replied, glancing about the room more for some space where others wouldn’t encroach on them more than for a bed or couch to fuck upon.

Shrieking in surprise she was whipped back into Deaglan’s embrace, her recovery from being spun around lasting only moments before she gasped in delight as Deaglan pulled her tight against him, his rigid cock burning against her body, pulsing with heat and temptation.

As Sarah began to look down, wanting to grip his dick Deaglan took a firm handful of her hair and tugged her head up to meet his lips in a passionate kiss.

As their lips parted for a moment of pause and absorption Sarah looked up with wide eyes into Deaglan’s blueish grey eyes. “Come on, let’s find someplace just for us.” Sarah remarked shifting to break the embrace with new determination and eagerness to find a corner just to bask in Deaglan’s touch.

“No.” Deaglan’s words were cold, direct, and purposeful. Sarah looked to him with surprise and question, did he not want her just as much?

As if sensing Sarah’s inaudible question of surprise Deaglan glanced about the room. They were just outside the center of the room, where the tables had given way to the dance floor. “I want them all to watch. All to see us.”

“But..” Sarah muttered feeling her heart skip at the idea, unsure if her body could compete with the supernatural beauties that had ascended in what could best be described as Pagan practice.

Sarah didn’t get to finish the chain of thought, or the questions.

Sarah couldn’t help but smile and scream in delight as Deaglan thrust her away into a table.

Catching herself with her hands on it she soon purred as she felt Deaglan press up against her, first resting his enhance length and rigidity between her buns as she grinded back against him, before her pulled away and stroked the head of his cock down, across her ass bud, between her labia, its ridges bumping her clit as he deliberately didn’t insert himself.

Sarah gasped, moaned, and shivered. Despising the teasing, and herself for enjoying it so much more.

She paused for a moment to absorb her position, knowing it was truly her last human moments before becoming something more. Grinning about the idea of the impending sexual evolution she relished the feel of her breasts hanging beneath her, squeezing them with her elbows she braced for the latest grind of Deaglan’s cock before resolving herself.

“Just put it in already.” She stated with a bite of her lip.

“Not yet.” Deaglan teasing whispered in Sarah’s ear, pressing his body against her, his chest and torso weighing and Sarah’s back as she felt her sensitive breasts lifted, squeezed, and their nipples toyed with much to her delight and pleasured gasps.

He was playing with her, and she loved it. Sarah moaned and grinded against Deaglan as his hands ran down her body, feeling her taut stomach, poking her wet clit.

“Just put it in, you know you want too…” Sarah groaned, running her tongue along her pointier feeling teeth, could it be happening she wondered excitedly.

Gasping in pleasure as Deaglan reached around under her arm, firmly grabbing her throat and pulling her upright Sarah itched to really get fucking. Kissing Deaglan passionately before her spun her around Sarah took special care to look at their tongues.

They felt longer, she swore she could see Deaglan’s starting to split at the tip. The anticipation of the changes, and utter fascination in what they just might become added to the invigorating arousal as Sarah felt herself picked up and hefted onto the table.

Spreading her legs eager to feel Deaglan’s length press into her, Sarah paused as Deaglan looked at her with a glint in his eye. Pressing his body atop of hers he pressed his length across he pussy, grinding it against her clit as he toyed with her tits, his teeth massaging on the flesh as her nipple was suctioned hard into his mouth. A tongue electrifyingly dancing across her nipple pressing Sarah further towards surging to orgasm.

And then he left her hang there. His lips teasingly pressing other spots on her body innocuously towards pressing her over, blazing a trail down from her pillowy breasts, across the flat of her stomach, and down into the valley of her pussy.

Sarah spasmed as his lips met her nether regions, his warm moist tongue breaking through what limits of pleasure Sarah had though she reached. Clenching her quivering double D breasts Sarah cried out in rejoice as her own touch added to the cascading avalanche burying her further into rejoicing as she felt her body tug and shift slightly.

Sarah’s short spiky bleach blonde began to grow and shift colour, cascades of purple, red, orange, yellow and more rippling through it as she flung the faux hawk's bangs clear of her face.

Clenching the table Sarah could feel her growing hold, her ever more claw like nails and fingers digging in with ease.

Deaglan fought to hold Sarah tight to his face, his arms hooked under her legs, his fingers teasing the insides of her thighs and mons as he displayed a firm hold as his elongating tongue reached ever deeper into her, his almost predatory stare locked on absorbing the perfection that was Sarah being **** further into their perverse oblivion.

With a sudden jolt and paralyzing stillness Sarah finally felt the stalemate break, she had been feeling new levels of orgasmic bliss all night, her mortal coil having now hit the limits of its ability to endure as Deaglan slowly swallowed and licked whatever juices she squirted clean of her pussy.

Each lash of his tongue spasming her from the paralysis as her mind was frozen trying to process it all, her breathing calming and growing less laboured.

One simple thought in her mind starting to surface after it all.