New Life As A Lewd Futanari Succubus

Beatrice’s cock hardened again within Samantha’s pussy from the worshipping service her tail and droplets of her cum received. And this did not go unnoticed by Samantha who started to grind her hips against Beatrice’s cock, fucking herself while she blew the demon’s tail.

Certainly, cum is an acquired taste, Beatrice thought as she watched Samantha swallow with delight what little cum she could manage to extract from Beatrice’s tail.

Some even do grow to love it. At least that was what Beatrice used to read on the internet and in magazines when she used to wonder what it would be like to hear a woman beg for cum anywhere outside of pornos. Though, taking into consideration that most of those “reports” came from interviews with porn actresses and playboy models, Beatrice couldn’t help but wonder in the past if that was all bullshit, trying to come to terms that she had no chance of meeting such a partner in the first place.

Oh, fuck! That’s right! Beatrice remembered the Skill that she herself Enhanced.

How did I forget? How did I not notice? How did no one notice? How many times did I cum buckets without even realizing it!? The succubus tried to recall all the times she came into and onto various girls, but those memories quickly blurred with one another, obstructed by a thick cum-fog in her dopamine-spiked brain as she repeatedly lost herself in carnal pleasures.

Beatrice got used to cumming massive loads from the very first moment that she appeared in this world. With her very first orgasm she covered an entire congregation of sex priests! But lately...

Beatrice vaguely recalled the many times she filled pussies to overflowing, pumped unfathomable amounts directly into stomachs of horny sluts, just like she did now. True, after each climax the amounts cum that Beatrice released dwindled for a while, but even so... Did the inhumanly giant loads of cum that were unleashed somehow slip past their depraved, cum-addled minds while they could think of nothing but ever-increasing pleasure?

Oh well! Beatrice shrugged. It wasn’t like she lost or regretted anything. A whole world of thirsty sluts awaited her. And one such desperate cock and cum slut was currently sucking on her tail, desperate for another fix. How could Beatrice deny a girl in need? After all, she needed “treatment”, right? If Samantha’s self-fucking actions were anything to go by, Beatrice still had much work to be done. And Beatrice’s latest revelation also begged a question.

“What does it taste like?” Beatrice asked Samantha who—seeing that she had squeezed all the cum she could with a regular blowjob—was already in the middle of deepthroating Beatrice’s tail.

Slowly and with great struggle, Samantha took Beatrice’s tail deeper and deeper, inch by inch down her throat. Even if it was hard to push the tail as deep inside herself as she wanted to, even if it forced her to gag and her stomach churn, she pushed on, fighting against her body’s natural response to expel the intruding appendage.

Samantha helped herself manage the particularly strong, tearful gagging by numbing her brain with the pleasure she got from grinding against Beatrice’s cock. Her mind that all but gave up on life, now revelled in the pool of dopamine that was brought by getting stuffed and pounded by an inhumanely long cock.

Samantha just wished to get fucked deeper. The cock she rode was long, hard, and filled her up just right, but it did not reach as deep as before. Samantha wanted the other cock. As Samantha throated herself and rode Beatrice’s cock, she relived the moment in her mind when her womb was assaulted so unrelentingly as if it desired to impregnate her by pumping its potent seed directly into the womb. She wished to drown in that cum. She relished the feeling of a long cock throbbing along the length of her esophagus as it fed her cum by pumping it directly into her stomach.

“Not even paying attention to what I’m saying, huh?” Beatrice asked with a smile, seeing how the absent-minded woman simply let herself go and tried to satisfy her cravings. “Tried” being the operative word in Beatrice's mind. Second-rate self-fucks and self-throats as if Samantha played with dildos could not possibly properly satisfy either of them!

“You’ve been self-medicating for far too long!” Beatrice said, grabbed Samantha by the waist, and flipped her over. “Time for you to let the sex doctor take over! Raise that ass higher if you want proper treatment!”

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