She rubs me to orgasm (as Flora)

For two hours, you had laid in the same bed with Flora as she soundly slept. She was probably out as soon as her head hit the pillow. The silence of the room rang in your ears as you stared at the ceiling. You filtered through your storage of memories as you thought about all the other places you had been when you couldn’t sleep.

Only, this time was different. Sure, you had slept in the same bed with a girl before, but they were usually prostitutes, not someone so innocent and background heavy. Flora shuffled, taking most of the blanket with her as she rolled away from you. You sighed and turned your back from her. Now Flora was flooding your mind. All of her interactions and mixed messages had played with how you felt about her.

She kissed you, blushed, and opened up about her life to you. Yet she wanted nothing more than a meaningful friendship. Is it all an act so Amari doesn’t do something drastic? You shiver and then begin getting hard. At first, you think you’re feeling this because Flora had just taken the entire quilt and that you’re thinking about your small, intimate actions with her, but as your cock begins to throb in your underwear painfully, you realize something else.

“Alicen, now?” you think to yourself, looking around the darkroom. You spot a dark figure in the corner that is freakishly tall and pale with no features besides a pair of faint glowing eyes. You squint and tense, your cock becoming harder for some reason. The vague figure steps forward, shrinking in size as details begin to take shape. Soon, someone who looks just like Flora is in front of you.

“You want me now, you said?” The succubus looks pleased with how she’s responded to your thoughts.

“She’s right next to me,” you whisper. “I don’t want her to think I’m weird.”

Alicen peers over you and looks at Flora as she rests peacefully. “I can be quiet. Can you be quiet?”

Your mind spurs. As you’ve now come to expect, raw images of sex dungeons and activities run in your mind until it’s the only thing you can think about. A couple of seconds pass, but you’re rocking a hard-on that feels like it’s been there for at least an hour. You throb painfully and roll to your side, trying to cover yourself as Alicen slides into the bed with you.

All your favorite smells emit from her, filling your nostrils with an exotic desire to actually fuck those scents. “Oh, God…” you murmur. “Why are you doing this now?”

You begin spooning her, unintentionally wrapping your arms around her as she giggles and coils her legs around yours. Your hard dick was pressing against her perfectly plump ass. “So, you’re just going to get this hard and lie about not liking this?”

You can picture Flora in your mind despite not seeing the succubus, but erotically. She’s lewd in your mind, sexy and horny. Teasing and mean… Your face reddens at the thought, but you don’t bother suppressing your line of thinking.

Your mind span. You felt like you were to jizz in your pants but fought the urge with all your might. Your hips rolled with hers, and your hands found hers so you could hold it. “D-don’t stop.” You swallowed and buried your nose into the crook of her neck as she continued.

While you throbbed, you inhaled her scent, becoming intoxicated with it. Finally, you cursed into her ear, mumbling nonsense as your balls began to shrivel. You were about to unload unwillingly when she stopped.

You swallowed hard and gasped. “Why did you stop?”

“Because you’re not doing anything for me in return. What do you take me for? Some kind of a personal slut?” Alicen sounded just like Flora, only perverted and snarky. She sniffed and then yawned, subtly moving her body against yours. “The least you could do is beg…”

Some sense returned to you. “You think I’m going to beg for you to make me cream myself like this?”

“You’re so fucking hard and high right now that you might as well,” she told you. “God, it is a hot feeling you twitch like that.”

In response to her remark, your dick twitches against her ass. You curse, leaning your head behind hers. The smells return to you, making your brain foggy with lust. “Please, keep going.”

“Make me.”

“H-how? How do I make you go again?” You whimpered.

“Kiss my neck. Suck on it. Lick it.” Alicen purrs, intrigued by your desire. “You can do that much, can’t you?”

“I can,” you say, eagerly finding her tender neck. You kiss, suck, and lick it. As ungodly as it was, her voice sounded heavenly as she let out weak moans.

“You got it~” Alicen gasps. “Just like that! Just like that!”

Her hips renew their attack, rubbing your cock through the cotton barriers. Your tongue lathers her skin, leaving it wet and shiny with spit. You swallow, tasting the salt of her skin while she continues to praise and encourage your efforts.

Alicen works her voice, milking your mind as she works her ass against your rod. Her movements are raw and provocative. You think you are both butt naked, rubbing against each other’s bodies more than once. The velvety smooth tone of her voice carries to closer to your orgasm.

You warn her that you’re close, but all this does is make her laugh. “Why would that affect me? You need my permission or something?”

The tiny shreds of honor you have remaining tells you that you can do what you want, but there’s a new thought process that means you that you *do* need her permission. You bite softly down on her neck, and she lets out a little moan. This is more successful in turning her on than your plead warning of your rapidly approaching climax.

“You can cum, by the way,” Alicen tells you after letting out a satisfied moan.

A part of you tells you to cheer, but you just tense and shake. You shiver through your entire orgasm. Then, finally, you unload perhaps the most significant load of sperm you’ve ever managed to develop in such a short amount of time. Your breathing is heavy and uneven. Your entire body feels sensitive just as your sex drive leaves your nerves burning.

Alicen sighs again. This time sounding a little amused with how the events unfolded. She moves her butt against your waist and giggles. “Fuuuck…I can feel your cum soaking through your clothes.”

Your cheeks feel warm when she says this, so you don’t say anything. She continues. “God… That was hot. I liked that a lot. When do you think you’ll want to do that again? In a few hours, you think?”

Her suggestion makes your softening cock harden. “Well, if you want to…”

“No,” she says flatly. “If I use you too much, you might get killed somehow. And I DO NOT want that to happen to you. I’m getting such a kick out of interacting with you!”