Marty & Gwen share the bed

Gwen was initially shocked when Marty suggested they share the bed, but having thought more on it, she really shouldn’t have been. It was no mystery to her that by most creatures’ standards she was seen as ‘hot’ as others would crudely put it. Still, she would normally be a little upset, but not this time. This time she was gonna have a bit of fun herself.

As Marty lay on the bed, he didn’t know what to suspect. He had bought pyjamas specifically to fend of Blair, but thankfully they also covered his manhood in front of the lady. He only agreed to share with Gwen because firstly, he didn’t want to deal with Blair, secondly he didn’t want to sleep on the couch and last but not least, he thought it was unfair to make both twins sleep on the small couch themselves.

What Marty was unable to predict though was that Gwen was more than willing to share and she wasn’t just paying lip service to the idea. He also could have never seen her strolling into the room in her black lacy underwear. Now with her red skin on display, her whole look seemed more defined. Her eyes were a bright yellow, and her now black and red motif made her look drop dead sexy.

“Sorry I’m late,” said Gwen. “Just making sure Blair was asleep.”

“I-i-it’s no problem… no problem at all,” Marty said, trying not to drool.

“Everything alright?” Gwendolyn teased, noticing Marty was looking everywhere but at her.

“Yep, everything’s fine. So, bedtime right? We should probably-“

“Before we do, I just want to say something.” Marty found the willpower to meet her gaze. “I feel this is a good chance to get to know each other better. We’ve been doing nothing but running around and working since we’ve met each other.”

“Um, okay,” Marty replied, feeling slightly more relaxed. He was now sitting at the edge of the bed while Gwen stood right in front of him. Her breasts were the focal point of his image. “What do you wanna know?”

“Let’s make it a game, you say something I wouldn’t know about you, and I’ll do the same in return.” Marty swore she jiggled her body on purpose for that last line.

“Okay, my favourite colour is green.”

“Tad boring to start with? Fine, I like red, shocking I know.”

“Alright, I can recite the entire script of The Dark Knight from memory.”

“Nice, I’ve always been a fan of D & D, but if you told Blair I will always flat out deny since he was the one who tried to get me into it in the first place.”

“My strongest subject was maths in college, but I always found it painfully boring so I went for art instead.”

“I like it when men take the initiative.”

“… What?” The slow build of a friendly and relaxed atmosphere came to a screeching halt, and a new wave of sexual tension took its place. Gwen bit her lip and moved her right hand through her hair.

“For example, say if I was alone with some guy I liked – perhaps he saved my life from a crazed scientist – and I was in this room wearing nothing more than just my underwear. If he just stood up, tore it from me and took me right there, I’d be helpless to resist him honestly.”

There was a lot that could be said about Marty Wright: sometimes he could be a coward, heroic, foolish and clever all at the same time. Marty was also a man who knew when not to pass up on an opportunity.

“Alas that will have to remain a fantas-AH!”

Before Gwen could finish her sentence, Marty stood straight up and grabbed at her bra. He tore the thing clean off with no resistance. While he used that arm to bring Gwen into him, he used his free hand to tear off her underwear as well. As the garment hit the floor, Marty finished his sequence by kissing the succubus deeply.

Gwen didn’t resist, she welcomed her roommates tongue in her mouth and reciprocated with one of her own. The two just stood there – arms wrapped around one another and kissing like they were old lovers – for what felt like centuries. Marty followed with massaging her breast, Gwen targeted his balls, and the two worked continued to explore the others body. Eventually they broke free in ragged breaths as Gwen laid another quick peck on her partner’s lips.

“Now that’s what I like to see. Can I see more?”

Minutes later…

Marty had lost most everything in the last week. Lost his home, his normal life, to some degree his dignity, but in this one singular moment it became all worth it. Before him was possibly one of the most gorgeous women he had ever seen deep throating his cock like she’d been doing it for decades. Gwen had not wasted time; she tore off Marty’s pyjamas and went straight for his dick.

She tried to control herself at first, only giving his penis some light kissing and head, but after only a minute she transitioned to gagging on his hardware. For his part Marty was in heaven; he couldn’t believe this was happening and fully expected to wake up at any second. Gwen released the schlong from her mouth with a satisfying pop so she could catch her breath.

“Sorry,” she breathed out weakly. “Couldn’t help myself.”

“I’m not complaining,” Marty thought to himself. “You doing okay there?”

“Yeah, it's just my succubus side is kind of taking control now.” Without any warning she moved downwards and started suckling on Marty’s plump balls. She continued to stroke his shaft as she hungrily lapped at Marty’s nuts like they were the last things she would ever taste. “It’s been a long time,” she was able to mutter out before returning to sucking her roommate’s dick and pressing her thumb against his ass.

As much as the Englishman was enjoying every second of this, he also had the concern of not lasting much longer. Without any warning, Marty flipped his lover over so she was lying on her back. She let out a surprised giggle that quickly switched to moaning as Marty buried his mouth in her pussy.

Gwen was definitely a screamer; she could barely control herself already as she let out the most erotic moaning Marty had ever heard. Her checking on if Blair was asleep was starting to make a lot more sense in hindsight.

“Oh fuck… d-d-don’t stop. Please don’t stop,” moaned out Gwen. This only inspired Marty to continue harder; eating out Gwen like her lips leaked out the nectar of the gods. “God, it’s been so long.”

Gwen couldn’t wait any longer, her impatience got the better of her as she threw herself upwards and wrapped herself around Marty.

“Please, give it to me,” she breathed into his ear. She didn’t have to ask twice as Marty lined up his cock just right and squeezed right inside her. She took his whole length in one go and Gwen cried out in pleasure.

The two started to move together like a well-oiled machine, moving in unison to give one another everything they had. Marty was barely holding on at this point, he sadly always lacked the ability to hold his load for as long as he should, but he was determined to not cum early and ruin the moment. On the other end, he started to notice that Gwen was growing wild… a little too wild.

Her yellow eyes had grown even brighter, and out of nowhere she suddenly had a pair of curved horns appear on her forehead. Her feminine moaning was slowly morphing into a lower and much harsher pitch and before he knew it, the young woman sprouted a pair of large red wings. Even if Marty wanted to stop at this point, he doubted he would be able to just by the way Gwen had wrapped herself around him. He felt her suddenly sharp nails pierce his shoulder and a small trickle of blood came out.

“ThAtS iT mOrTaL! gIvE mE eVeRyThInG yOu HaVe! EvErYtHiNg YoU aRe!”

“T-t-the hell?”

“If YoU dArE sToP I WiLl CuRsE yOuR SoUl FoR eTeRnItY!”

With both hands, Gwen(?) pinned Marty down onto the bed and started to ride him like he was a bull. She slammed her hips up and down with such **** that Marty was no longer even trying to move; it was all Gwen now. Her tits bounced with such hypnotic motion that it was the only thing that Marty could focus on so he didn’t lose his mind right there.

Gwen flapped her wings harder and harder with each motion; her iris completely covered her eyes now so they were entirely yellow, and all around her she started to emit a dangerous red glow that covered the room as well.

“I cAn FeLl ThAt YoU aRe ClOsE! DonT hOlD bAcK! gIvE mE yOuR sEeD!”

And exactly on command, Marty came harder than he had ever done before in his entire life. He was surrounded in a form of pleasure he never thought he could ever hope to feel. Gwen came only seconds later, letting out a hellish screech along the way. The two now drenched in sweat finally slowed down as their juices mixed with one another, and Gwen collapsed onto her lover.

It took him roughly five minutes before Marty moved on from his pleasure filled state and started to register what had just happened. He looked over towards Gwen who still had her horns and wings and seemed to have passed out. But just at that moment she stirred with a groan.

“Ugh, I did it again…” She at least sounded normal now.

“Okay, two things,” Marty said quietly. “First, that was great.” Gwen gave a small smile. “Second, what was…?”

“That was my demon side sadly. Remember I said I was part succubus? Afraid sex can bring out the worst of me. I’m sorry for ruining the moment.”

“I mean I would’ve liked to know that was gonna happen before happen… but it was kind of hot.”

“Really?” Gwen opened her eyes and looked straight at her lover.

“Yeah, I mean I think I’m gonna need a bullet proof shield next time, but-“

“Next time, huh?” The succubus cut it with a cheeky smile.

“Heh, I mean only if you want to,” Marty replied as he wrapped his arm around her. Gwen kissed his cheek in response.

“I would like that.”

Meanwhile, across from Marty and Gwen, their habit of leaving the curtains open gave way to a voyeur. On the opposite roof was a red skinned dragon who looked on at the display with a sickening feeling of jealousy. She snorted smoke from her nostrils and reached for a small communication device in her pocket, lifting it to her lips.

“I’ve found them.”