Margaret Wakes Up

Margaret gazed up, groggily looking at the glowing yellow eyes of the silhouette she was suckling from, the silhouette that was feeling her breasts.

She paused fidgeting with her husbands cock, as he laid half rolled over on his back. The shadowy woman pulled her breasts upward, free of Margaret's mouth with a pop, soon dragging them across Margaret as Eva positioned to breast feed her husband.

Seeing the stunned woman dazed and lost in a haze of groggy thought and incoherent desires Eva shifted Margaret beneath her allowing the woman to breath the pheromones off her skin. Soon Margaret's lips timidly and experimentally dabbled in quick pecks across the succubus's stomach, as William groaned slightly before his own lips cupped over the turgid nipple dripping into his mouth.

Margaret continued to handle William's now rigid member without thought, feeling unusually relaxed and blissful as her lips continued to kiss the warm sultry shadow stretched over her. Her free hand began to slide across Eva's silky skin, slowly starting with the taught stomach above her, before gradually pushing the boundaries of innocent touching as the hand began cupping over an ass cheek, across the hip.

As her fingers first dabbled across Eva's mons Margaret began to wonder.This must be just a dream in a dream, she thought, her eyes taking in every dark detail they could, combining with her touch, smell and taste as Margaret just absorbed what was going on. It felt so real.

It felt better than real.

William moaned slightly, still asleep. Albeit in a dream quickly becoming perverted much like his wife's.

The flush warmth in Margaret flared, provoking a gasp as she finally dared slip a finger between the labia of the woman above her. Margaret was surprised how much it excited her, her probing fingers now feeling their way around the pussy with greater confidence.

“Mmmm…” The sultry voice affirmed the welcoming of Margaret's finger in its entry, as the shadow clad woman arched her belly lower, excited as Margaret's lips left innocently kissing her behind. Margaret's teeth now nipped across the taught belly as best they could, driven by the growing sexual hunger of this dream she was having. No, night. Her mind began getting excited by the idea that this was real, her adrenaline joining her arousal as her mind increasingly emerged from a forgotten sleepy haze, on track to pursue the dreamy concept that had interrupted the waking world.

Reason was forgotten, as was thought. Margaret was immersed in the moment.

William groaned and shifted uncomfortably in the bed, his head moving around seeking the breast Eva had just pulled free.

She crawled back from lurking over both her prey, lovingly grabbing Margaret's chin holding it still as their tongues and lips introduced themselves to each other.

Margaret dove into the kissing, excited by the electric touch of the lips upon her own, her tongue making pursuit after that of this woman of the night. Her mind got excited as it toyed with what it was feeling, so much tongue… Was that a split in it? Was that tooth pointed? Each question provoking a desire to taste more, learn more, DO more.

Moaning softly Margaret watched the shadowy form rear up as it departed the kiss. The yellow eyes scanned over her. It gave her a chill, making her feel more like she was being sized up to eat. The primal objectivity of the gaze just aroused her further with its pure primal lust filled focus.