1. The Succubae Seduction: Chapters 20-24


    Date: 12/19/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Ass to mouth, Bi-sexual, Blowjob, Erotica, Mind Control, Author: SSelxuyt, Rating: 87.5, Source: sexstories.com

    long enough to wet them, before pulling them out, and roughly shoving them into her anus. “Oh fuck, yes!” Sheila Lance screams out in ecstasy. “Use me, Lyden. Use me like the little slut that I am. My body is yours to use however and whenever you want, as long as you use me, I will be your willing slave.” Apparently she really means it! With those words fresh in my ears, I stand up, and aim my cock for her ass. She reaches down, and spreads her cheeks for me just in time, as I move my hips forward, turgid prick like a missile, impaling her colon with it. Again she screams out in delight, and this time she orgasms powerfully, her anus gaining a powerful grip on my penetrating penis and finally sending me over the edge. Our bliss is short lived, however, as the owner of the office we’d confiscated returns. “What the fuck is going on in here?” A voice rings out, deep and angry. Suddenly embarrassed, I look up to see Sheila’s boss, Trevor Anderson, standing in the doorway, a stack of papers in his hands. “Sheila?” he demands, as she looks up at him. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing in my office?” She sits up, and I step back, slipping out of her rear. With perfect aplomb she looks at her boss for only a second, before dropping to her knees in front of me. “Cleaning off my master, Trevor” she says evenly, before sucking my limp prick between her lips, and cleaning our mixed juices off me. The other man goes into apoplectic shock, as I moan at her ministrations. I’m not at ...
    all surprised when he begins screaming that we’re both fired. He does, however, calm down perceptively when I pull my pants back up, sword and all. Luckily Sheila’s skirt had survived my attack well enough, though her blouse is nothing more than rags now. With a smile still plastered on my face, I walk over to the other man, and remove his suit coat. Mr. Anderson doesn’t even fight me off, as I search the pockets and hand his stuff back to him. Placing his coat about her shoulders, we leave the office, and head back to our old office. All eyes turn our way, and I don’t miss the knowing looks they give us. AnnaBelle is disapproving of course, Debbie somehow looks both disgusted and intrigued, Jennifer just grins from ear to ear, and Thomas. . . . Well, the other man just keeps looking between Sheila, Ondine, and me. After a second, he smiles gamely my way, winks, and turns back to Ondine. Apparently they’d been having a conversation before we’d entered. Only Areth doesn’t seem to care, as she flits about the room examining everything in it. “I think we’d better get going before someone calls security on us,” I say, looking at Jennifer. “They already have,” she tells me. “I told them I’d take care of it, since I was already in the area.” “Thank you,” I tell her appreciatively. “Don’t mention it!” She replies almost too happily. “It’s not every day I get to escort two sexual freaks out of the building after they get caught fucking on one of the big-wig’s desk.” Sheila lifts her ...
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