She wants you to ride her

“Say Sabine?” The succubus asks, teasing her cock with her long fingers. “Do you ever ride a horse?”

“I have many times, mistress," you reply.

The succubus settles her shapely ass onto the tiles beside the bath and she strokes her immense fuckmeat. She spreads her thighs so you can see her slit beneath it and works her hand up and down her swollen length.

"Come and show me how well you can ride, sister," she purrs.

You smile and waste no time in crawling over your lover. You straddle the daemoness’s lap and wrap your hand around her lovely cock. You look into her golden eyes and press your hot groove against her cock. You grind your crimson patch against it, opening your delicate folds and smearing your juices onto her tip. While rubbing her dick against you like this, you imagine you have an accurate estimation of how deep she will penetrate you. It makes you want to take her huge pillar in and welcome her invading presence.

You raise your hips up and spread your lower lips wider. Some of her cum oozes out of your creamed sex and drips over the head of her cock. You don't care, it will make for good lubrication. You line your hole with the succubus’s dick and slowly impale yourself on her fuckstick. She groans with pleasure as your cum-stuffed quim stretches to accommodate her fat fuckspear.

You sink lower and lower, gasping at her size, until you have reached your limit. You are just able to touch your bottom to her thighs. You begin to roll your hips urgently front to back and gently side to side, moving almost like you do when you ride one of the chargers from the stable.

“Mmmmmm, yes, that’s a good sister,” coos the succubus. “Ride me like a whore.”

Not wanting to disappoint your mistress, you increase your pace. As you ride the she-daemon’s cock, you stare at her gently heaving tits. They are so lusciously round and proud. So pert depsite their size. You can’t help but reach out and put your hands on them. First you push them together, making them seem even bigger. Then you direct her nipples to her cleavage and put them together.

“Oooohh!” The succubus moans. “Well, aren’t you a naughty girl, Sabine. Mmmmh, play with my nipples.”

Suddenly your vision is obscured by a small patch of green hair. You look up and see Glenda. She is standing astride the succubus, her pussy right in front of your face. Her fingers pet her delicate folds. She does not have to say anything, you know what she wants and you want it too. You lick your lips and dive into her grove.

Glenda moans as you lap at her elvish cunt. The succubus gasps as you squeeze her breasts and pluck at her fat nipples. You ride harder and faster atop the huge cock filling you and cry a muffled scream of pleasure into Glenda’s pussy as the succubus grabs your hips and starts fucking you back.
The cock in your pussy makes lewd, wet wet noises you previously would have been ashamed of as it churns the hot daemon cum filling your depth. Now, adrift in lust, you take pride in being such a nasty woman.

Glenda’s pussy tastes wonderful. There is so much juice dripping over your tongue and spilling down your throat. You don’t know if maybe elves have sweeter pussies or if her slippery sauce has mingled with the delicious cream of the succubus.

As you are sucking at Glenda's tender folds, you notice the skin of the elf's flat belly begins to turn red, like is getting a sunburn. Dark red lines form on her belly, just above her patch of green pubic hair. It is a pentagram, adorned with symbols in a script you’ve never seen before. Once the pentagram had been tattooed on her belly, the reddening on her skin disappears and returns to its usual pale elvish tint.

“Mistress," gasps Glenda. “A symbol just appeared on me.”

“That must be my mark," grunts the succubus, still bouncing you on her huge cock. "Congratulations, sweetie. You’re going to become a mother.”

You look up see the joy on Glenda's face.

“Do you hear that, Sabine? I’m carrying a little succubus of my own.” She speaks with the pride of a new mother and caresses your head. “Now lick this pregnant pussy of mine.”

Glenda laces her fingers into your crimson locks and rides her dripping slit against your tongue. Together, your three bodies form a perfect linkage of pleasure, licking and fucking and moaning. The elf grinds her juicy folds against your mouth, the succubus holds your hips and slams her cock into you, and you pleasure them both, licking feverishly while you roll your hips and squeeze your inner muscles against the succubus fuckpole.

Glenda screams in her melodious elven voice and cums into your mouth. She is still wailing and grinding roughly into your face when the succubus's fingers tighten almost painfully on your hips and the daemoness roars with ecstasy. You cry into Glenda's muffling fuckslit as you feel the succubus cock throbbing in your depths and pumping your clutching channel full of another batch of her gushing semen. The hot load washing against your fertile womb is enough to trigger your own orgasm and you flutter around the succubus's twitching tool, milking out every pump of cum.

Finally spent, you tip onto your back, the succubus's huge cock leaving you with an obscene slurp and hot, silky trickle of cum down your thighs. As you catch your breath you see a pentagram mark appear on your belly. Once it has been fully formed, you know you are just like Glenda now … and you love it.

“Congratulations, Sabine," the succubus purrs as she crawls beside you. “You’ve now been marked as well.”

You place your hand on the pentagram above your crimson pubic hair and wonder what your child will look like. Will She have your nose? Your eyes? Her she-father’s skin color?

The succubus flicks her tongue at your earlobe. When you turn to kiss her, she is already rising to her feet. She pulls you and Glenda both up and into her powerful arms.

“No time to rest, my lovelies. I still have another woman I need to add to my collection.”

“How many do you need?” you quickly ask her.

“Well, lower daemons may only take two women.” The daemoness explains. “But I’m a bit more powerful than them, so I’m permitted three.”

“I’ll help you, mistress," offers Glenda. “We must let the others sisters see the truth.”

“Me too.” You say, eager to please your mistress. “I will hold them down, and then you can fuck them to your heart’s desire.”

And so you, Glenda and the succubus walk out of the baths in search of a new victim for the daemoness.