VD - Running mates?

Morrigan is on top of you before you can react, pinning you to the bed. She grasps your shaft and guides it, unceremoniously slipping it in. But she doesn’t want to ride you cowgirl, she keeps her body flat on top of yours. She’s impossibly hot and tight, and you’re helpless. She is in total control of all movement in this position. Her big, pillowy breasts are in your face, but not blocking your view of her smug face as she holds eye contact, teasing you with little squeezes from her pussy as she slides up and down, agonizingly slowly.

“How’s that, human?” she asks, running her tongue over your lips, then giving you a powerful hickey on your neck.

Demi reaches out and catches Morrigan’s tail. She yanks.

Morrigan cries out and her pussy crushes your cock as her body goes rigid.

“Hah!” is the choked noise she lets out as she jerks and spasms. You whimper as her convulsing walls milk your load out of you, deep inside her. “Ah!” She goes limp, still on top of you, panting in your face. Mouth still open, she shoots Demi a dirty look, but Demi’s still feeling good, just lying there happily.

Morrigan groans and rolls off you, breasts jiggling as she falls on her back.

“Oh,” she moans, running one hand over her body. “Mm.” She moves her legs, rubbing the sheets with her feet.

It takes a while to recover. Morrigan has conveniently positioned herself between you and Demi, and she not so subtly guides you both to cuddle with her, one on each side. You aren’t complaining. She slides her hand down your belly to your soft cock, using her thumb to wipe a drop of cum from the tip. She licks it off.

“Not bad,” she whispers in your ear, caressing your body. “You’d make a good running mate.”

“You really think so?” you ask.

“Riley,” Demi says.

“Yes?” you reply, gazing past Morrigan’s boobs at your wife.

“You’re under her spell. Don’t agree to anything like this,” she says.

“Oh.” You do feel very warm and woozy, snuggled with Morrigan.

“That’s absurd,” Morrigan is saying to Demi.

You don’t listen to them. You’re very comfy and content. You close your eyes, and with your naked body up against Morrigan’s, you go to sleep.