Off To College

Not wishing to pass up a bountiful harvest of fresh souls and corruptive sex you press yourself against your most recent conquests sinful form. Giggling the lithe slut thrusts a taloned finger against the lobby button. The lift soon begins its slow descent as you pin the youthful succubus against the wall, effortlessly pushing your full lips against hers. It only takes a few blissful seconds to give in to your base instincts and begin a primal rut.

Your protégé thrusts her serpentine tongue between your fangs, having anticipated her move you coil slowly your tongue around hers. The added girth of your combined appendages causes your throat to distend around it As the lift inches down the shaft you see your voluptuous lips away from hers and watch as her slender tongue emerges from your embrace.

Grinning from ear to ear the youthful slut runs a taloned hand through your mane, eliciting an orgasmic mewl from between your lips. You feel her lightly push you down onto your knees, slowly parting your legs to reveal your slick pussy. Kneeling forward you slowly lap at her pitch vulva before piercing her flesh with your pearly white fangs.

Now it's her time to moan as you sink your taloned hands into her pert butt cheeks for leverage whilst slowly moving your serpentine tongue in amongst her glossy folds, inch by wicked inch. With a flick of the forked end, you expertly engulf her erect clit before the tips. A chorus of frantic mewls erupt from above as your taloned hands prise her cheeks further apart to welcome your cock-tipped tail.

As your protégé rides the tail buried within her plump cheeks you slowly retract your tongue from her slick quim before easing it up her voluptuous form. She gazes down at you with lust in her slit eyes as your pitch lips lock around the nub of her engorged nipple. Your tongue flicks the turgid flesh between your fangs as you give it a light nip and coax out a stream of her sinful cream.

You feel your protégé's tail slip into between your silky folds as she wrenches your fang-tipped maw away from her breast and up toward her grinning lips. Moments later you are making out once more, oblivious to the world around you. Until a soft whirr echoes throughout the cramped lift signalling its arrival.

Sensing a nervous presence outside the door you instinctively ease your voluptuous form away from your fellow demoness. A forlorn look momentarily crosses her face, raising a taloned hand you point at the illuminated numbers to reveal your descent has only taken you down a few floors and that many remain. Not wanting to spook the new arrival you both pull a glamour over your enhanced forms before turning your attention forward.

Mere seconds later the door pings open to reveal….