To Fuck Your Brains Out

Gwen snakes her arms around your waist and pulls you down into a kiss. One hand slides off your pants and finds its way to your hardening manhood.

“I want you, Jack. I want you inside me.”

She slips off her dress and it falls to the floor in heap. She is gloriously naked. The removal of the demonic essence and addition of a soul may have frozen her in human form, but it is still the breathtaking human form of a Succubus. Her breasts are huge and gravity defying, needing no bra. Her skin is flawless, free of any imperfection. Her face had been gorgeous before, but now she has the full lips and perfect features of a sex goddess.

Clearly she isn’t lying about wanting you. Her sex is nearly dripping wet.

You mold your naked body against hers, feeling her erect nipples boring into your chest.

Gwen leans in and whispers. “Fuck me hard. I want it rough.”

You grab her by the hair and pull her down to cock level. She nearly tears off your pants. She coos at the sight of your pole, before swallowing it whole.

She may have a soul, but she certainly doesn’t have a gag reflex anymore. She swallows all of you. Her petite fangs tease you.

You pull out and paint her face with your cum.

She stands and wiggles her ass. You slam her to the floor and part her nether lips.

“F…ah…ck me!”

You oblige. She is soon a juicy, sweaty mess. You continue to grind as she moans in encouragement. You feel her spasm as she climaxes. You cum seconds later sending a hot stream into her. She coos in delight.

“Incredible. You’d make a spectacular incubus.”

You sigh.

“I told you, Jack, I’m a demon. Just because I have a borrowed soul doesn’t make me good or even decent.”

From the upper floor you hear Sandra scream. “Eureka!”