The Feel of Something Pressing Upon Her Pussy

Annabelle groaned as her hips flexed towards the pressure, and the pressure stroked up between her pussy lips, displacing the finger teasing her clit with it’s radiant moist touch.

Annabelle chided herself mentally, scolding her having not just flexed to impale herself on whatever it was pressing on her pussy like a hardened cock, but feeling so disappointed, neglected, even deprived of just being fucked.

Opening eyes clenched shut in anticipation, and desire to lose herself in the sensation Annabelle groaned as her gaze met the demonic eyes of what had been her daughter as Jenna gave her friend Rachel a hickey, moving her second hand to have her mother’s pussy tasted by her friend as Rachel's mouth was given a break from being used by the incubi that had come crashing in with Jenna.

“You didn’t think we’d make it that easy, did you mummy?” Jenna taunted, her hands provoking a series of moans and whimpers from Rachel as if she were a simple musical instrument resonating with pleasure.

“They don’t just take us.” Jenna continued pausing her words to slowly, lovingly suck the incubi cock before her fingers pulled free from Rachel’s mouth, slowly glazing a trail of the Asian teens saliva across her chin, down her neck, and across her heaving chest to grope an over flowing palm of breasts before rolling a darkened nipple between her finger and thumb.

As Rachel gasped the cock propped free from Jenna’s mouth delving, momentarily choking, and then holding deep in Rachel’s throat, the Asian teen visibly pressing herself to sheath more of it, despite it not trying to push all the way in.

Switching to look over Rachel’s other shoulder, Jenna smirked as she moaned deeply at the feel of both her tails blindly exploring, and teasing her mother’s cunt.

“It’s not like Christianity.” Jenna gasped, smirking as her tail shifted with the reflexive press of her mother’s flesh trying to envelope her. “You have to want it.”

“You need to…” Rachel trembled and gagged, her body stiffening, crotch flexing forward, pressing across Annabelle’s chin as the devout woman looked away. Tried to keep from gazing back. “Be willing to give everything, to embrace… it’s full… true… pleasure.”

As Jenna huskily exhaled her last word the stiffening in Rachel locked, Rachel’s head lolling back onto Jenna’s shoulder, her voice breathless and gasping to scream in pleasure as the incubus cock painted her face, neck and chest.

As Rachel’s pussy erupted, a spray of black cum splattered across Annabelle’s face, lips, hair, and eyes.

Annabelle blinked with irritation, wishing her hands weren’t pinned to rub her eyes as the warmth sunk in, dying her eyes with black as Annabelle’s eyes soon trembled in pleasure and relief from the initial irritation.

Annabelle's mouth initially tried to spit out and ejected the tangy zest that had splattered in. Lips soon being suckled on after her tongue had run out of length to reach, clean and claim the taste of taint she had initially rejected.

“Puhlease…” Rachel pleaded, turning her head to lock lips, and duel tongues with Jenna before panting in pleasure at the feel of the texture and warmth of Jenna’s demonic tongue lapping and cleaning the cum from her face, her hands joining Jenna’s in smearing and massaging the spray across her neck and chest around, and into her skin.

Before reaching up to finally embrace and stroke the cock.

“I need you to give mom a taste. Be a conduit for us.” Jenna instructed, Rachel eagerly nodding yes before rearing up, pinning Annabelle’s forehead and stroking her pussy up across Annabelle’s chin, clenched lips, to brush the tip of Annabelle’s nose before swaying just above her lips.

Rachel reached down to spread her pussy lips single handedly, giving a full view to Annabelle of the engorged clit as middle fingers professionally began to stroke and probe her pussy.

Annabelle shook her head away into the thigh to one side.

In a blink she was experiencing Laura and Nikki as they bonded over pleasure, making, and corrupting dinner together. The sensations caused Annabelle to tremble and squirm, realizing the accidental taste of Rachel’s pussy upon her tongue and the depraved idea of having eaten her sisters, her nieces pussy juices at dinner.

She had enjoyed the taste they'd brought together dinner.

The dark idea of how it brought them closer together, relieved them of worry, insecurity, and burdens. Annabelle violently shook her head and squirmed as she experienced the feel of her sister’s riding the demon after welcoming the group into her home to damn them all.

Annabelle’s mouth kissed up onto Rachel’s clit in passion, her tongue toying and wrestling with Rachel’s clit as her mind felt the rush of Laura’s soul slipping away, and her body being remade.

The wave of intense corruption as Nikki gave her virginity to the demons she eagerly welcomed in the living room.

Annabelle subconsciously shifted to eagerly tongue fucking, suckling and lapping at the pussy above her face. Experiencing the pleasure and joy the incubus felt eating Hanna out, feeling the strange bond between the twins as one gave, and the other received oral sex from two of the demons that had come in.

Lanna’s thoughts on being a simple cog resonated in Annabelle’s mind as its devotion and chain of thoughts were further broken by the feel of each of the twins falling one after another.

The experiences grew faster, harder, smashing anything beyond feeling and experience as Annabelle felt herself experience them all growing less apart by the ongoing orgy in the living room where mother and daughter not only swapped partners, but embraced each other without boundary.

The kitchen where two twins now engaged in a sixty nine, their two incubus partners taking turns with assorted tails filling and exploring all holes on offer.

The condemnation wrought by Annabelle’s own fleeing, own selfish attempt to save herself.

As Beth enlightened, teased, and lead Jenna towards the pleasurable salvation she embraced. Jenna’s own interrupted virginity fuck sending another resounding wave of corruption through the house, further blessing and anchoring the Idol’s influence within the house’s very walls, and the grounds upon which it sat.

As Annabelle’s eyes came back into focus she eagerly ate Rachel pussy, staring up through heaving breasts feeling a strange spiritual enlightenment as she watched the Asian teen lose herself to the feel of Annabelle’s own tongue, the devout mother unaware of how it now reached deep within the teen’s pussy.

Annabelle felt her thoughts eagerly egging on the teen, finding motivation and encouragement as she noted the shifting skin hue. It started as a simple yellowing, growing brighter, more vibrant, extending up the teens body and out from the pussy she now ground down into the mouth of her friend’s mother.

As it grew golden, and spread out Annabelle felt nothing but anticipation and desire to watch the changes take hold.

Black nipples atop red puffy areolas sat forward atop large heaving breasts easily rivaling the size of Rachel’s head.

What had been straight jet black locks now glistened green like polished jade. Small deer antler like horns of ivory sprouted out and back from the teen’s brow as black nailed clawed hands clenched flesh and Rachel’s soul was completely expelled into the Idol’s hellish possession.

A fair trade for external beauty, pleasure, and lack of worry Annabelle now felt. Feeling the weight lift off her as Rachel flapped and lifted herself up experimentally with gold black, and red swallowtail butterfly wings.

Annabelle gasping one word, as she embraced the beauty she had just helped bring upon the world.