A Hot Piece

Carrie makes a quick call. You really don’t expect much as it’s four in the morning.

To your surprise, minutes later, there is a knock on the office door.

Carrie gives you an evil grin. “Come in.”

A gorgeous brunette walks in. Her breast defy gravity, her ass is spectacular, and her lips are full and kissable. While she looks human, deep down you know she’s a hellish harlot.

“Hi, I’m Emily.” She says while giving you a hair flip.

“I’m Nick.”

She looks over at Carrie. “How wonderful, he still has a soul.”

Carrie snickers. “Don’t get greedy, Emily, he’s marked and it belongs to me.”

Emily looks down submissively. “I wouldn’t dream of it, Mistress. I can fuck him though, can’t I?”

“Don’t be silly. Of course you can. I’d like to see you fucking him now.”

Emily gives a girlish clap of glee.

“So, Nick, do you want my pussy or my ass?”

You grin. Her ass looks spectacular.

She giggles. “You’re going to fuck my ass, aren’t you.”

“Yes.”

She slides out of her dress and let’s it drop to the floor. She is naked underneath.

“I love it when guys say ass.”

She unclasps your suit pants. They fall down and she makes an ‘ooo’ noise as she sees your cock.

She spits in her hand and rubs her asshole.

“No need for lube, Nick, just shove it in hard.”

You bend her over and shove yourself inside her. You slide in with surprising ease. She purrs in delight as you go balls deep. You marvel at how tight and hot her asshole is. Of course she is a succubus and everything about her seems built for sex.

“Faster! Succubi enjoy a little pain!”

You increase your pace. As you pound her, you look over at Carrie. She is sucking on her finger staring at the show.

“Oh fuck! You made me cum you magnificent bastard!”

You feel her quiver in orgasm. Her ass tightens around your cock. You explode into her. Her ass seems to milk your cock, extending your orgasm.

Finally you pull out.

Emily licks her lips. “Mm, I’m going to enjoy assisting you. I’ll be outside ready to assist you with anything.” She winks and exits the office.

Carrie struts toward you. She runs a sharp taloned fingernail down your cheek.

“Wonderful. I think you’re ripe, Nick.”