Disclaimer: Strong language, adult sexual content.
*Consent is always important in any sexual scenario. This chapter includes a degradation kink, which some may find uncomfortable.
Later was now, and Amelia couldn't wait.
Amelia grabbed the pillow as Selene’s strap teased her entrance, her tail nearly wrapped around her, anchoring her. Hot, wet, and needy. She barely recognized her own voice as she begged for Selene to enter her. But Selene’s strap hovered, a subtle thrum running through her as she felt Selene’s fingers trace her nipples.
“Enough foreplay,” she growled, but the succubus continued to tease her, and then she felt a hot breath at the edge of her folds. “You bitch.”
Selene giggled and stroked her up and down, languidly, keeping her just at the edge. “Turn over. I want to see you.”
“Not really a request I can take right now,” Amelia groaned as the tail uncurled, and with surprising ease she was flipped over to face her. There was a devilish look in Selene’s eyes, slightly soft. A flush to her cheeks as if she couldn’t believe what she was seeing. It made Amelia feel very self-conscious.
“You’re so gorgeous,” Selene said and then bit down on her lip as if saying those words was too much. “Okay, since you took such good care of me, it’s my turn to return the favor.”
Amelia tried to say something but the succubus twisted one of her nipples. “No talking. I want to savor the moment. Now, my dear. I’ve noticed that since I’ve tasted you, you have a lovely little taste for a little degradation, am I right?”
“No, I…” her voice trembled.
“No what?”
“No—” and Amelia whimpered as Selene twisted her nipple once again.
“No, mistress. Goddess, I’m going to love keeping you on the edge while you just come apart for me, isn’t that right.”
“Yes, mistress.”
“Good,” Selene hummed. “But we obviously need a little safe word since you’re such a good little whore so what about la biblioteca.”
Amelia tried to laugh but that caused Selene’s tail to wrap around her and twist her harder.
“What? I can be multi-lingual, don’t laugh.”
“Fine, la bibilioteca it is.”
“La biblioteca what?”
And Amelia yelped as Selene brought her hand down on her ass.
“La biblioteca, mistress. You know you kind of suck at this.”
Selene pouted. “Very brave of you when you’re all tied up.”
“I’m not—” Amelia tried to move her hands, but couldn’t. And then felt a sharp jolt across her right breast.
“My little whore does not get to speak until I have her cunt filled, and the only thing she’ll be screaming for is my dick, is that right?”
“Yes mistress.”
“I need more passion, my dear,” and she kissed Amelia deeply, biting her lip before shoving her strap in. Amelia cried out and immediately Selene was at her side, “Are you okay?” Worry, that was worry. It was odd to see on her face.
“Mmmhmm,” Amelia moaned, her hips rising to meet hers.
Selene nodded as if satisfied with the answer and then she withdrew slightly, only to slam it in again. “Eyes on me, you like it when I fill up your drooling cunt, don’t you?”
“Yes!” Amelia moaned out as Selene quickened her pace.
“Yes what?”
“Yes mistress,” Amelia screamed, squeezing herself around Selene’s strap.
“Ah, I can see how much my little whore likes it when I break her.”
“Mmmhmmm.”
Amelia couldn’t focus, couldn’t think. She felt a lash here and there across her tits, but her thoughts were lost in an endless haze of pleasure and lust, and Selene was calling out to her to say something, and she continued to cry out again and again. She was nearing a climax when she felt Selene withdraw her cock.
She barely heard her, as she said, “Crawl to me, whore.”
She realized her restraints had been loosened, and she could move about and Selene was across the room, her tail pumping in and out of her snatch. “Come over here so I can give you what you deserve.”
Amelia dismounted from the bed, still throbbing and crawled over to where Selene sat, and she lightly yanked her forward. “I’m going to fuck that pretty throat of yours now.” Why did it sound so gentle. Selene pressed her fingers inside of Amelia’s mouth and Amelia’s tongue trailed out, licking her. “Open for me, love.”
She trembled at that, but opened her mouth as Amelia took her tail and teasing it around her lips. “Can you taste us both?” She said, and Amelia moaned as Selene’s tail moved down her tongue teasing the edge. Selene moaned as her tail pumped in and out of Selene’s mouth and then at the edge of her throat. “Such a good little whore for her mistress? Not a thought in her dumb bimbo brain?”
Amelia moaned loudly as Selene continued to thrust in and out of her mouth. “Down on all fours for me,” she growled and a shiver traced its way up Amelia’s spine as Selene positioned herself behind her, breathing deeply in her ear.
“My whore needs to beg for her mistress’s cock, doesn’t she?”
“Yes, mistress.”
“Beg!”
“This whore needs her mistress’s cock.”
“Louder!”
“This dumb whore needs her mistress’s cock!”
“Better.”
And without warning, Selene thrust into her, making her cry out again and again, until Amelia’s throat was raw from screaming her name.
“Now cum for me, my dear. Cum for your mistress.”
Amelia cried out as her body wracked with pleasure, and then there was release. As she let go, she spilled on the floor. And collapsed. Selene followed after screaming out as she came. Amelia unravelling beneath her as Selene pulled out of her.
Selene traced kisses across Amelia’s forehead and then cheeks before picking her up gently and carrying her to the bed. She gently placed her down before snuggling up behind her, holding her gently.
Amelia let out a low, deep, satisfied sigh. “Am I more than just a snack,” she mumbled pushing back into her. Selene did not answer, but Amelia held the succubus’s hands as they found their way around her breasts. Amelia felt a kiss along the back of her neck, Selene tangling her legs with her own.
“We really should have cleaned up,” Selene said.
“We should’ve,” Amelia half mumbled, yet more pleased that there was a “we” in those words.
“Maybe we can get ice cream together,” Selene said.
“Together,” Amelia hummed before she felt Selene’s tail snake around her, anchoring her in.
Amelia blinked lazily stretching out as the sun gleamed through the window. Her stomach growled and she could hear a distinct humming and what smelled like bacon waft through the halls. It’s nearly 1 pm. But she got out of bed, cleaned herself up and stepped into her living space, to find a very naked succubus humming to girly pop while hopping about, raiding her fridge and drinking her milk. Her eyes were closed, she was lost in the chorus. Not wanting to disturb this moment, she smiled and scooted into one of her bar seats. Before noticing a mixer, recently bought, splayed out, some sugar, traces of powder on her countertops. Amelia sniffed. Brown sugar, and cinnamon.
The succubus lazily opened her eyes before grinning at Amelia, a crimson shade coming over her face. She adjusted her glasses and peered down at her through her gold framed iris’s. “I—thought you’d want to try one of my favorites.”
“Bacon ice cream?”
Selene’s cheeks colored, and Amelia could hardly believe this was the same girl that had topped her this morning.
“Caramelized bacon ice cream. It’s one of a kind.”
“Mmmhmm,” and Amelia traced her hands over Selene’s before she could pull away. “Is this some delicacy where you’re from.”
Selene blinked. “Not at all, I just really like it when I need to think.”
“About?”
“About us.”
“Need to think,” and Selene pulled her hand away. Right, Amelia you just got out of a relationship? And she was already going to fly the coup. This was crazy right. It was good sex but still.
Amelia braced herself. It’s okay. You just met, it’s no hard feelings. Selene turned away tending to the bacon. And she felt her eyes begin to water. Stupid hormones. Reign it in, Amelia, it’s okay. She couldn’t let the succubus see.
It was crazy.
She’s just here for a snack.
It’s okay.
Amelia felt Selene’s hands around her own, and then Selene’s grip tightened. “Listen, Amelia. I—I really like you and I want to see where this goes, but I’ve made a rule that I can’t date snacks but if you’re not a snack, then maybe, maybe we could make this work?”
Amelia exhaled.
“But I’m not really a snack.”
“Hon, you—”
Amelia never got the words out as there was a knock on the door. Expecting her neighbor since the girlypop was too damn loud, she would resolve this calmly. Except she was naked. And that fact presented itself as all too true as the door was swiftly dispatched. Nearly blown off its hinges.
Amelia felt strong arms around her as she was pulled away from the fallen door. Coughing, she recovered her breath, as a long slender arm pushed aside the door.
“I thought I smelled caramelized bacon,” a husky voice said as a familiar figure entered the room. Close cropped hair, straight. Tall. The boobs were new. As was the tail, but the face, the face was the same.
“Sam?” Amelia gasped.
A look of hurt passed over their face before they sucked in their teeth. “Hi Amelia. I didn’t want it to be like this. Are you naked? You’re both naked.”
“Sam, what are you doing here?” Both girls said in unison.
Then Selene spoke. “You know them?”
“Why wouldn’t I? They're my ex,” Sam said.