Tenderly

If you have your chastity to give but once, then it would be a shame to spend it rutting like some animal. You look at the comely daemoness, now fully transformed in her voluptuous, abyssal glory. You know you should be afraid, but her venom has insured you experience only desire and affection. You gaze into her golden eyes, your heartbeat quickening as her smile reveals the fangs in her mouth.

"As a lover, mistress. Tenderly."

"Awwww." The daemoness pouts out her lower lip. "You're afraid I'll be rough?"

"No, it's not that," you say. "I want this to be a happy memory."

The succubus swings her hips as she strides closer. Her soft hand cradles your cheek and her inhuman eyes seem to burn with lust.

"That, I can promise you, my sweet." Her kiss is hot and wet and opens like a flower against your lips. Her tongue invades your mouth and the sweetness of her kiss reinvigorates your desire. She embraces you, her milky breasts against your pert bosom, her thigh between your legs and pressing against your sex. You cry out against her kiss. "Come, my lovely sister, I will pluck your flower as you deserve."

The succubus lifts you easily into her arms and carries you like her bride out of the soapy pool. She sets you down on your back amid a pile of dry towels and presses her body atop yours. The head of her cock grazes your velvet furrow and you let out a gasp of lust and arch your back. The succubus buries her face against your neck, licking and sucking at your flesh, teasing it with her teeth before her kiss finds your lips. Her cock presses again, opening you gently, sliding into your slick channel.

"Oh, goddess," you moan. "Forgive me."

The succubus seals your words with her lips, her tongue stifling any last cries of desperation as she claims you with every inch of her rigid cockflesh. Your virgin seal is broken with a pinch of pain and your connection to the Burning Roses is severed with an inner scream. The pain of that loss echoes within you as the succubus begins to move her hips and slide her cock in and out of your tight passage. Her body pins you to the ground and her wet, sloppy kiss seems to suck at your essence.

Despite your fear, despite the loss of your connection to your goddess, pleasure overwhelms you. Your tender body yields to the succubus. She pulls her lips away with a gasp, her hips working and her plump ass flexing as she slides her glorious cock in and out of your channel. Her fat stones press against your ass. Your juices and hers mingle in your churning tunnel and overflow you in a warm trickle.

"So tight," she moans. "So fresh. A more perfect ripeness of a girl could not be found. Is this what you desired, my love?"

"Yes, mistress," you moan. "Oh, yes, it's everything and more."

Her hands caress your breasts as she fucks you. Warm milk drips from her fat nipples and onto your chest. You cannot resist her luscious breasts. You gather their weight in both hands and lean your head up to kiss her leaking buds. Her milk smears your lips. Your tongue gathers its sweetness and you latch to a nipple and suck. The succubus gasps with pleasure.

"That's it," she moans. "You are a hungry one. Fear not, I will fill your belly whenever you desire. And your cunt as well."

Her cock swells inside you. Her strokes become deeper and more pronounced, her cock stuffing you to your limit and pressing tightly inside you. Your thighs wrap around her, inviting more of her cock inside your pussy. You both tense together, her milk overflowing your mouth as you cry out in ecstasy. Your orgasm ripples the length of your channel and squeezes tight around her swollen cock.

"Yess!" cries the succubus. "Take my seed, you pious little slut!"

The insult only fuels your orgasmic pleasure. You feel her cock twitch and jerk inside you. Her cum pumps against your cervix and floods your cock-stuffed tunnel. It overflows your throbbing pussy in hot waves, silky and warm as it drains over your clenching anus. You squeeze her inside you, taking every drop of her load, your pleasure prolonged by her delicious release inside your body.

"Oh, by the City of Moans, you would make a good succubus yourself." The daemoness groans as she withdraws her huge cock from your creamed channel. She leaves you with an obscene slurp and a gush of her juices that drains down your crack and pools between your thighs. She rolls onto her back beside you, her swollen tits heaving with her breath and her fat cock still dripping cum. Glenda is there beside the daemoness in an instant, loudly and greedily slurping on the succubus's spent fucktool.

"That's right," chuckles the daemoness, "taste as much as you like. We have an eternity to spend together, the three of us."

Through your haze of pleasure, you know that eternity will be well spent so long as this daemoness is your mistress.