1. The Battered Lamp Chapter Thirty-Two: The Seduction of the Si'lat


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    going to cum, sweet sister! I'm going to flood her pussy with so much cum!” “What?” Fumi gasped, her orgasm nearing. Naila buried into her. Cum erupted. Her pussy rejoiced at the flood of cum burning through her. Her Yuki-onna hunger devoured the life-giving cum. Naila gasped atop her, pumping more and more cum into her. “Oh, yes! That's what I need!” gasped Naila, collapsing on her. “You're alive!” Fumi moaned in relief. “Why aren't you dead?” “Dead?” laughed Naila, rolling off Fumi. Tarah mounted Fumi and she gasped for joy as a second cock entered her. These twin sisters were hermaphrodites. And they didn't die when they came in her. They weren't mortals. They were magical beings, immune from her Yuki-onna's curse. “I want you both,” groaned Fumi, hugging them tight. “You're the ones. You'll be my concubines!” “I want that,” moaned Naila. “You smell so wonderful. Like a Si'lat, but so much more intoxicating.” “I'm a Yuki-onna. A succubus!” “You're bewitching us,” gasped Tarah. “Oh, that's so wicked. Oh, yes! Bewitch me!” Fumi squeezed her bubbly ass, pulling Tarah's cock deeper into her. Tarah gasped and grunted, her body spasming atop Fumi, and then that wonderful cum was flooding her. Her body rejoiced, orgasming hard as she consumed the Si'lat's potent seed. “Oh, I am so keeping you two,” moaned Fumi. “My own concubines. All the other wives have theirs.” “But you can't,” whispered Naila. “Mother won't allow it.” “Why?” Fumi asked. “Naila!” Tarah hissed. “What are you ...
    doing?” “We can be hers,” Naila answered. “Didn't she feel wonderful. Let's be hers.” “Why wouldn't your mother let you two be my concubines?” Fumi asked. “We can tell her you'd be Kyle's. My husband wouldn't mind. Trust me.” “That's not why,” cried Naila, burying her face in Fumi's shoulder. “Tell me.” Naila shook her head, sobbing hard. Fumi pushed out her pheromones. She could affect them like she could men, twist them, get them to do what she wanted. “Just tell me,” Fumi cooed, stroking her hair. “Let's figure this out.” “I can't,” moaned Naila. She pushed out her scent to Tarah, pulling the other sister to her. She kissed Tarah's forehead. “Tell me, Tarah. Then you can enjoy the delights of my pussy again. Don't you want that. Don't you want to feel your hard cocks inside me?” “Yes,” groaned Tarah. “You were so much more wonderful than being with any other woman. I want to taste you again.” “Then tell me,” purred Fumi, letting her hands explore their bodies, teasing them, stroking them. “Just tell me.” Naila let out a strangled groan and shouted, “Mother is going to dominate Kyle and then deliver him to the Marid's.” A momentary panic flooded Fumi. “It's okay. Kyle won't fall prey. I've felt your kind's influence. It's not that strong.” “You don't understand,” Tarah gasped. “Mother is so much more than us. She is the eldest of the Si'lat. Her skill has grown over the millennia.” Fumi rose up. Will Christy's enhancements to the concubines be enough to ward Kyle if Hawaa is ...