She Burns In Pleasure...

It burned. Not like fire, in fact it was strangely not quite painful. The warmth of the cum pressed upon her skin like a barely too hot bath. Her flesh below growing alive with a buzz as if she was being electrocuted, muscle spasming in uncontrolled pleasure as conscious efforts to wipe its spread it and the uncontrolled seizure of Maria’s body.

The mattress shifted as Stacey’s weight stretched out alongside Maria on the bed as her coiled fetal form stretched out in uncontrolled spasm, unsuppressed gasps and groans from the strange burning and surging sensations toying with the contrasting thresholds of the cusps of pain and depths of pleasure her body could endure.

Estelle grinned broadly, her mouth looming strangely more gecko like as she watched the entertainment casually clinging to the wall above the bed's headboard.

Her tail teased at her pussy, wetting itself in the combined corruptive juices of her and Stacey before nimbly flicking them onto Maria as her arms and hands clenched the mattress in uninvited orgasm.

Maria fought to still herself, to mute any reveal of the pleasure torturously coursing through her. All her efforts failing to manifest, as she felt the growing sexual hunger and desire. She struggled not to think about the lacking edge of fulfillment that usually followed such pleasure, her body growing warmer and ever more **** to feel the touch of something...

Anything.

Feeling the mound of flesh in her clasping hands Maria tried not to think about how full and sensitive her breasts felt. Rolling her eyes back Maria tried to expel the thought of how whorish she must look, spasming her ass up into the air off the mattress as one of her fingers crept in between her legs.

Maria trembled in pleasure as the dark thought of the new sin walked through her mind, she was sinfully masturbating uncontrollably. If that wasn’t bad enough, she was doing it like some sort of public performance.

Stiffening and arching in climax for barely a second Maria struggled against the dark perverse thoughts, her body squirming and growing more pronounced in its sexual suggestion. Maria’s mind simply acknowledging the growing efforts of her seemingly rampant body consciously.

Maria found herself struggling against a new sexually awakening persona in her head. Rolling her head around she found her gaze locked upon Estelle, the gecko like woman’s body arching out from the wall akin to a carving in the bow of a ship. Breasts dangling proudly and full from her chest, mouth agape moaning, eyes gazing down. Her tail curled up into teasing her fold slowly inserting in as Estelle flexed her hips alluringly as if she were fucking back into a partner, and not simply fucking herself with her tail.

I want…

Maria’s devout, tortured mind stomped on the thought. Stopping it dead in its tracks. Forcefully breaking her gaze up, and the sinful wanton desire of another woman. Maria felt some relief in the small triumph as her body continued to burn in pleasure.

The relief quickly lost in an ocean of arousal as her face turned to gaze upon Stacey’s hard cock. He kneeled on the bed, slowly stroking his cock as Maria squirmed under the burden of the Idol’s pleasure resisting breaking under its torment.

Maria fought licking her lips, biting her tongue, struggling to suppress the question of how close that strange reptilian cock was.

She wanted to see it cum, that wasn’t a sin was it? If this man twisted by sin jerked off again it wouldn’t be a sin of her own.

Rolling her head back and forth in denial of the rationalizing thoughts Maria’s thoughts grew panicked and **** as she felt her body edge nearer another climax at the thoughts of watching those masturbating around her cum, she struggled to stop teasing her nipple, her clit. Fought fingering herself as she looked upwards gasping wide eyed, mouth gasping open.

Did she just… the question didn’t need finishing in Maria’s mind as she felt the spray of Estelle’s pussy across her face, her tongue licking her lips and mouth opening wider looking for more as Estelle chuckled and moaned, pulling her tail tip free and flicking her dark cum down on the woman below.

NO! Maria’s panicked mind took the reins of her mind from its depravity as the pleasure torturing her only seemed to grow, her tongue licking what it could as her hand left her breasts to massage the demonic miasma into herself. Turning back towards Stacey’s cock.

Cum for me.

NO!

Maria was grateful for the small salvation of her wide-open mouth and lewdly lapping tongue that kept her from uttering any words.

Unfortunately, her strengthening desires were plain as day to the Idol and its minions. Stacey finding himself suddenly thrown into an orgasmic climax from the corrupting conflict before him, his seed roping across Maria’s face, her tongue eagerly lapping at it.

As a new terror descended upon Maria’s mind.