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Succubii Sex
AKA: What Curses are For!
Harley Quinn felt just great! She was certain that she had survived the most devastating-event-in human history and without a scratch! That is, she thought she had survived it. At least she thought that she had experienced it!
It could have been another psychotic episode, however!
But she hadn't had any psychotic, truly psychotic, episodes since her Master and Lover, Joker, had given her that enema of Parthian lesbionic aphrodisiac some six months ago!
Not one!
And the enema certainly worked! Joker, her Master and Lover for Life, had wanted her to "take care of" Batgirl, and provide him some lesbian entertainment at the same time!
And she certainly did! Just got through 'doing' Batgirl, matter of fact! Fucked Batgirl mindless-the stupid bimbo!
The only downer in this was that Joker wasn't around! Probably got himself killed in whatever-thing-that had occurred simulating one of her psychotic episodes and threw her, and Batgirl, and about a million other schoolgirls and female whatnots into this pretty little forest…
And if Joker got offed, well, fuck him!
A little late, for Joker, but she finally got Batgirl!
Of course Harley didn't remember very well, but once upon a time she was a grifted and respected psychologist at the local Mental Hospital. Wrote papers on interesting nutsos, got regular donations from the Bruce Wayne Foundation and all that goody-goody shit. She was especially concerned, interested in psychotic cases involving great intellects. The great benefit to society, to mankind, of redeeming such minds, provided a great reward to her.
Then she was assigned the Joker as a patient…
He was certainly a remarkable patient. Intellectually so gifted that, after their first session, she wondered if he weren't the sanest man alive! And, also, the most manipulative, brilliantly scheming criminal mind in existence! Very remarkable, she thought going to their second session.
So remarkable was he, in fact, that the prim and proper psychologist was in his cell, on her knees, blowing his remarkably big, fat cock on their third session!
He told her that he liked "mind fucking" people, especially uppity professional women! Which was a strange statement to make, she thought while dropping to her knees before him during that third session, for, soon, that would be the only part of her not actually penetrated by his seemingly permanently priapismic prick! Especially as it seemed so-natural-to gag on so delicious a fat mansausage as that willingly provided by the Joker!
It was during their fourth session that she helped him escape! Afterwards, hiding in an empty warehouse that would eventually become their next hideout, as a well deserved reward for helping him, he showed her what her nicely rounded ass was for!
Him!
Soon she was totally and wonderfully insane, as well as terminally and psychotically horny for Joker's sex pole. The Joker made sure that she dressed for the part! While her facial make-up had just recently washed off, she still wore her famous, bone enhancing, spray-painted on court jester suit plastered onto her perfect (for a human female) figure.
Actually, her tits were a little disproportionally large, technically!
But Joker, while he lived and could sprout his foot long, beer can fat cock for her to choke on, never-ever-complained about her disproportionate chest fruit!
But he's dead now, so fuck him!
For six long, horny months after the lesbionic enema she had sought out Batgirl, when she wasn't servicing the Joker, that is! At his command, she carried around with her an exact replica of Joker's fully erect dong, including a belt to strap it on, to use on her victim when she finally found Batgirl and could complete her quest! She proudly reminded herself, and Joker too when he was around, how relentless in her hunting she had been!
It was just she had not been very effective! She had become kinda stupid, ya know, what with regular oxygen deprivation to her brain from choking on Joker's womanfeeder nearly every day and all! It also kinda broke the ol' concentration when every couple hours the Joker would bound up to her, giggling and leering, with a huge tent in the front of his tights.
Calling for her!
So it wasn't until she (and apparently also Batgirl) were picked up and hurled into this-place, that she really got an uninterrupted opportunity to jump Batgirl. Her lesbionic programming by Joker jumped a notch when, right after arriving, she was told by a disembodied, wraithlike voice that where she was at contained only women and that all were involved, like it or not, in a "fuck or be fucked" tournament of lesbians!
Only, after all that, then did Harley find Batgirl!
Actually she stumbled upon Batgirl, completely by accident! But the gods, or goddesses, were on her side for the waterfall feeding the little pond in which stood the essentially naked Batgirl was making so much noise that her quarry did not notice her stumbling around.
But Harley certainly noticed Batgirl! Except for the cowl and cape, the lush crime-fighter was very wet and very, very naked! And she seemed not to have noticed Harley at all! In fact, she looked like she was obsessed with rubbing and stroking her lower belly!
And it was definitely Batgirl standing there in the water, playing with herself! All of Harley's fantasies about Barbara Gordon seemed to be verified: Batgirl, below the chin at least, certainly resembled a particular movie actress! Slim waist, flat belly, nicely wide, but not too much so, hips, round, firm buns, nice handfuls for tits, long, athletic legs…If Harley resembled, below the chin, Jennifer Connelly with a bald beaver, then Batgirl, below the cowl, was the spitting image of…well…you know who with a bald beaver!
From long, obsessive practice Harley pulled on the strap-on, not bothering to remove her skin tight outfit, and adjusted her phallic weapon so it jutted out from right atop her sex button. Then, without further hesitation, she dove out of the bushes, making straight for Batgirl now standing on the edge of the water.
Even in the rush of her approach Harley wasn't seen by a still masturbating Batgirl. Harley charged on, ignoring all sounds she made, and tackling Batgirl around the shoulders and drove her head and shoulders into the soft moss of the bank. She then rolled the stunned woman upon her back, threw her legs up upon her own shoulders, and lined up her mighty, foot long "cock" into Batgirl's unprepared, but surprisingly quite wet, pussy!
Without a thought as to why Batgirl was already so hot, why her pussy was already floppy lipped and soaking wet, Harley thrust mightily as soon as her 'weapon' was inserted. With just a momentary resistance by Batgirl's pussy, the dildo popped inside her and sank dramatically home. Harley roared in triumph as a bulge formed in Batgirl's belly from just below her navel to just above her mound, outlining Harley's almost buried "cock".
Batgirl's eyes suddenly opened with Harley's first drive. And, boy, did Barbara howl now! But, ignoring the howling, Harley immediately pulled back, watching with glee as Batgirl's labia wrapped around her shaft, sucking on the withdrawing dildo. Without hesitation she drove back in.
And Batgirl's howl abruptly stopped as her face twisted into a teeth clenched, eyes squinted shut grimace. Her belly swelled again as the dildo sank into her. Batgirl arched her back and moaned pitifully when the cockhead plowed into her cervix. Then Harley moaned when the butt of the dildo pressed down on her own swollen little clit, trapping it between her pubic bone and the dildo.
Harley started pounding away into Batgirl's belly, making the young crime-fighter's belly distend and jiggle like jello, and her howls catch in her throat. Harley didn't know if it was her deep pounding rhythm, or that Batgirl was naturally predisposed to enjoying her guts filled with cock, or this place (It was oh so very pretty!) but within a short few minutes Batgirl was holding her legs back against her nice boobs (But not as big as mine!) and cuming her little brains out!
Harley gave her no respite, pounding away for a good half hour, until Batgirl was literally babbling and jerking in exhaustion, eyes rolled up out of sight, sweaty head tossing back and forth. Harley came, squealing, not a few times herself. Joker would have enjoyed watching this!
When Harley finally took a break, pulling out and callously walking away, Batgirl was still on her back, legs up over her head, babbling and jerking mindlessly.
Harley felt great!
She stepped out into the glen and put her "weapon" away. In the distance she could see a building-a big building, not too far to walk. What was it she was told when she got here? Something about a Tournament? A lesbian tournament?
That looked like a good place for a tournament! Since she had such an easy time with that goody-two-shoes Batgirl, she's probably still cuming back there, she ought to do pretty good in that Tournament! Fucking girls was fun!
It was then she felt the gust of wind at her back.
She spun around quickly, half expecting to see Batgirl staggering out of the bush. But she found herself instead gawking at a-person-standing not ten feet away. She was naked. Harley could tell that she was a 'she' because she was naked! So very naked. Harley had never seen a naked woman who looked so-naked! Her impressive tits actually put Harley's beauties to shame! And that pussy! Long, floppy lips, utterly hairless mound and labia, big, wide clit.
She was a female, all right!
Harley had never felt so-turned on by just looking at someone naked! Especially another female-naked!
But was she a-woman? She was tall, over six foot. Her skin was-wrong. Kinda maroon in color-not anything she had ever seen before. She had a figure to die for-literally! In Harley's book no one had the right to be built like this-female! A case in point: One look at that ass, and Harley's lesbianized mind wanted those asscheeks wrapped around her face!
And what about those horns!
Horns?!
"You're not human!" Harley thoughtlessly gasped out.
Laughter like the pealing of a bell came back. "You are such a dear, my Pretty-Pretty! Of course I am not-one of you! I am better! Allow me to introduce myself. I am Lilith!"
"Uh, Harley…Harley Quinn…"
"Very pleased to meet you, Harley!" Lilith replied, leering openly at Harley's impressive (for a human) figure. "I am so very glad to meet you! You see, I haven't eaten in hours! Since this morning! I'm famished!"
"Eat?!" Harley replied with a squeak, suddenly noticing the fangs in Lilith's broad, leering smile. "Eat, who?"
"A figure of speech, my Pretty! I do not eat…food! Actually I feed on-orgasm-female orgasm!" Her gaze dropped to Harley's flaring hips. Her red eyes seemed to flare. "Aren't you wet, you know, down there?"
Harley shuddered as a totally uncalled for wave of the most wicked lust transfixed her! Was that thing before her glowing?! It was an aura, outlining her unnatural silhouette! The lust seized her. It was almost like the Joker's power over her, only a hundred times more powerful. And it wasn't just psychological-it was physical, very real! It seemed to take over her body! "W…W…What are you doing…to…to…me?"
"Just preparing my lunch, Pretty-Pretty!" More bell like peeling. The succubus was literally licking her lips! "And you look about done! But first, I need to pluck you!"
"NO!" Harley squealed as the thing before her suddenly sprouted huge bat-like wings a good thirty feet in span. With one massive stroke the wings lifted Lilith into the air. Another stroke sent her hurtling towards the motionless Harley. At the last split second Lilith cut slightly to the side and roared right past the quivering, riveted in place crook.
And took every stitch of Harley's skin tight uniform with her!
Harley looked down in utter shock at her sudden nakedness; her big boobs still bouncing, hard nipples bobbing; deep navelled belly heaving; thighs quivering.
Then Lilith was making another approach! Right at her!
Petrified, Harley could only stand there as the demon plowed right into her. The collision bowled her over, but the succubus flared her wings and held her a moment before laying her softly onto the tender, fragrant grass. Then the demon settled down gently right on top of her.
Just like she had with Batgirl not moments before!
"Now, my Pretty-Pretty, where were we?" The monster looked her up and down, hungrily.
Face to face with the terrifyingly beautiful monster, Harley was engulfed in the smell of cinnamon. But even more vividly she could feel the wondrously soft, yet firm and hellishly hot flesh of the monster tight against her own! The Succubus was pressed against every inch of her frame. Those magnificent and perfect tits pressed firmly into her own, crushing them delightfully, pebble-hard nipples flicking back and forth against her own rigid tips. And she didn't want to think about that firm bulge pressing upon her sex mound!
"No!" she gasped, panting wildly. "G…G…Get off me!"
"Why, Pretty-Pretty? I love laying here, cheek to cheek so to speak!" Then a frown crossed her face. "But you sound unhappy! And I can't have that! Let's see if this changes your mood!"
Harley gasped raggedly as an ethereal glow enveloped them and raw lust electrified her entire sensory nervous system. Unwelcomed, irresistible nymphomania seized her, heating her up relentlessly. Never had she felt such wondrous, irresistible hunger for sex with another-thing!
She suddenly wanted to throw her legs up over her head and welcome whatever fate this monster intended for her!
Just like Batgirl had done with her!
Suddenly Harley's enflamed mind realized some similarities! She was acting now just as Batgirl had acted before she "had" her! Was there a common denominator here? Was that common denominator laying atop her right this moment?!
"Feeling better now?" the Succubus spoke into her face, breath rich with cinnamon. "I do so want you to enjoy our little-intercourse!"
"Get off of me!" Harley screeched, pushing with all the strength her aroused body could provide.
Catching the demon by surprise, she actually threw Lilith off her!
Maybe the demon wasn't so strong, after all!
Harley rolled onto her hands and knees, preparing to spring, lusciously and butt naked, to the bush. But Lilith, once she fell upon her back, jerked up with superhuman reflexes (She was a demon, after all!) and pounced upon Harley's back.
"Argh!" Harley roared, not completely raised up, when the demon's hot weight draped upon her. She saw Lilith's hands reached around and cup her swollen jugs. "No!" was all she could get out before the Succubus' fingers trapped her nipples.
Lilith nuzzled Harley's long, smooth neck, licking her sweet flesh before giving her enough of her fangs to get her attention and make her jump. She could feel her victim's bent knees quiver as her nipple torture sent shocks through Harley's inferior human nervous system. "Hmm, that wasn't very friendly, My Pretty-Pretty!"
Harley shuddered and raggedly gasped at the wet-hot sensations of the Succubus' tongue wetting down her throat. Then she hissed and shuddered in abject terror when the fangs pressed against that wet flesh. Visions flashed through her aroused mind of vampyres and werewolves ravishing her-though, strangely, the visions heated up her blood even more, rather that freezing it! When her nipples were clamped, she knew any thought of escaping this monster were futile as her knees broke and she obediently began dropping down on all fours. All she could do was shake her head in totally inadequate denial.
Lilith guided the woman onto her hands and knees, breathing hot, cinnamon laced breath into her ear. "You should be punished for your rudeness, My Pretty-Pretty!" Her right hand left Harley's red raw and furiously erect nipple. "What would convince you to-cooperate with me? What would put you in your place?"
"Ah, No!" Harley gasped as soon as she felt the long, clawed, feverishly hot fingers of the Succubus slip between her bulging buttocks and deep into her asscrack. Then the fingertips slipped into her soaked, floppy lipped cunt…
"OH, My Pretty-Pretty is all wet for me, no?" Lilith chuckled, sending her fingers further into Harley womanhood.
Harley grimaced when the fingers easily parted the elongated labia and found her stiff little clit. Then her head flew up, eyes and mouth wide open in utter shock, and a wild howl exploded from her. Her entire body leaped once, then her thighs spread apart, wide apart.
Harley couldn't stand it. She was gonna die! Her heart would burst! It was the most painful, unendurable pleasure she could imagine!
Lilith chuckled as she strummed her glowing fingertips across Harley's unhooded little fuck button. This always got those human women, even those lesbians from the Sisterhood! Forced seduction magick concentrated upon their little cocks! She'll reduce this bimbo into a whimpering little fuck puppy in two minutes, the way she was acting!
Now, to finish her off!
Harley was whimpering and mumbling now, shaking and sweating furiously as the waves continued to electrify her. Nothing she wanted more now than for Lilith to stop-except to have Lilith keep going!
Then she felt Lilith's long, flexible thumb sink into her dribbling pussy to the last knuckle! It easily reached that-special spot that only Joker's formerly big prick could reach.
With a pitiful moan Harley broke, eyes rolling up, head dropping to the soft grass, her big, beautiful ass raised up in offering to her conqueror.
Lilith chuckled, "Good girl! I see that you have found your place! Good girl! I will reward you, and collect all of the orgasm energy you have built up, right now!"
Then a bare shoulder, with impressive force, smashed into the side of Lilith's head, sending the Succubus somersaulting away! Lilith rolled three full times before coming to a halt. Looking up she saw a young, and delightfully attractive and slimly well built woman, in black cape and cowl, standing over the still ass up Harley. She had her fists on her wide, naked hips, her long, athletic legs spread wide, and a scowl on her lower face.
Her tits weren't big, but looked tasty, nonetheless!
"Batgirl, I presume?" Lilith said, not without some irritation, as she rose.
Harley stayed where she had been putt, moaning in growing frustration, ass beginning to writhe up in the air. All she wanted, could think of, was getting fucked.
"I'll get you out of this, somehow, Harley!" Batgirl nobly offered, even after Harley had raped her earlier. "It must have been Joker who put you up to this! I'll settle things with him, later! Harley? Harley!?"
Standing, too, Lilith interrupted in a voice that was calm, cool, dangerous! "She will not be-communicating with you, or anyone, for quite a while! And I am Lilith!"
"Who the hell are you?"
"Close! I just work for them! Consulting, you see! But the real question you should be asking is what am I going to do to you?"
Batgirl went into a fighting stance. "You're not going to do anything to anyone else, from now on!"
Lilith chuckled, "Very brave, little girl!" Then she raised her hands before her face, closed her eyes a moment, and mumbled what appeared to be a prayer.
Then, opening suddenly glowing red eyes, she thrust her arms towards the wary Batgirl and a brilliant pink ball of light flew out from her hands, making straight for Batgirl at incredible speed!
Before Batgirl could even react the globe struck her straight between her boobs and disappeared! She looked down at herself in sudden alarm but, seeing that there was no apparent effect of the weapon, looked back up at a grinning Lilith, a quizzical and suspicious look upon her face.
Lilith's pealing laughter echoed over the glen as she observed her "forced seduction photon ball" spell take ruthless effect upon the naked Batgirl. She had taken the full effect of the spell, without any defensive spells to mitigate! No mere human, without extensive training in sex-magick, could survive that much lust-spell!
Batgirl's expression suddenly changed: Eyes widening, respiration expanding dramatically, her breasts exploded into swollen, aching nipple arousal. She looked down and cried out in horror to see that, from her rock hard nipples to her quivering thighs, her flesh was glowing explicit, flaming pink! After the horror, she grimaced, teeth grinding together, nostrils flaring. She cast a quick glance at the chuckling, now advancing Succubus. But she couldn't react to the threat. She couldn't even hold her gaze upon Lilith for very long. With loud panting and keening from the loss of control of her own body, Batgirl's eyes rolling up into her skull as her hands dropped to between her legs.
Pressing into her pussy, feeling the heat, the wetness, she whimpered as she gnawed on her lower lip and felt her pussy juice pour between her fingers and down the inside of the shaking thighs.
Lilith smugly stepped up to the lust seized Batgirl. Grabbing the heroine by the back of the neck to force her face up to her, the demon bent over and planted a torrid soul-kiss upon Barbara Gordon's quivering lips. Batgirl could just moan involuntarily and squirm under the breath stealing kiss. Lilith's other hand, in the meanwhile, disdainfully reached around human hip to grope Batgirl's muscular but smooth asscheeks a moment before slipping back in front.
As Batgirl whimpered and shuddered in near orgasm from just Lilith's first kiss, the Succubus ripped away Batgirl's loin buried, dripping wet hands. Immediately her hand replaced them, reaching in to claim the super-pussy. Without concern or preparation, for she knew this heroine needed none now, Lilith buried three long, powerful, claw armed fingers into Batgirl twat.
Lilith then broke the kiss, leaving her new victim gasping and crying in overwhelming arousal and penetration pleasure, while she went to nuzzle her neck. Licking Barbara Gordon's throat, she then pressed her fangs against Batgirl's flesh just over her Jugular vein.
Feeling the fangs, Batgirl screamed out meaningless syllables that carried just the right meaning to Lilith. Batgirl knew what those fangs were capable of! Undead slavery for eternity! Truly a fate worse than death!
"You understand, good!" Lilith hissed into Batgirl's ear in a low, soft voice that carried all of the illicit pleasures and unspeakable horrors of hell itself. Her hand probed and thrust at will between Batgirl's wide spread thighs. "Then you will submit to me, yes!" Then Lilith hooked her deeply buried fingers under Barbara Gordon's pubic bone, and lifted.
Batgirl howled as she was lifted by the Succubus' grip on the back of her neck and her deeply finger-penetrated puss. Her knees bent as her legs spread even further apart, instinctively trying to get those wonderful fingers into her even more!
Chuckling evilly, Lilith carried the whimpering heroine to where Harley still kneel, butt up, head down. Softly she dropped Batgirl upon the deep grass alongside her former nemesis. "Assume the position!" Lilith commanded, pulling her dripping fingers from the writhing woman.
Immediately Batgirl threw her feet over her head, pressing her knees down into the grass alongside her hard nippled tits. Then she gawked up at Lilith.
Lilith was playing with herself! Rubbing her pussy juice soaked hand over her clit.
Then Batgirl cried out when she saw the result. A long, pink pole was extending from between Lilith's clit frigging fingers! OHMYGOD it was her clit! Getting larger! Inhumanly larger!
Breathlessly Batgirl watched as a fifteen inch long, arm thick clit swelled out from Lilith's loins. All Batgirl could do was gawk at the monstrous thing. She had never seen a cock anywhere near the size of that thing!
"Do you think, now, you want to serve-under me?" Lilith smirked, stroking her huge phallus like it was a real cock.
Actually, it was essentially a cock, except it had no tube going through it. And it was indeed massive!
"Do you want me?" Lilith repeated.
Batgirl could only nod eagerly and reach down to pull her round buns apart.
Chuckling, Lilith knelt behind Batgirl's upturned cheeks. She ran the wide, firm tip of her "cock" up and down Batgirl's dripping slit, spreading apart Batgirl's pussy and lubricating her clit.
Lilith reached over and slapped Harley's still upturned ass, loudly. "You just wait your turn, bitch! Cant' move, can you! Can't think of anything but serving under me! You won't be able to think or do anything until I relieve you of all that fucking energy in you! I planted a sex-poison spell on you, you see. And you'd rather die than not get fucked! And don't you worry. I am going to collect all that orgasm energy you have pent up inside you, don't you worry! Right after I break little miss superheroine here, I'm going to fuck you half to death! Now join her! Assume the position!"
Immediately, with a cry of eager submission, Harley flipped back over upon her back, threw her legs up, and pressed her knees into the grass alongside her big, Jennifer Connelly tits. She gawked at Lilith, watching her every move.
Waiting her turn.
Then the triumphant Succubus pressed her unnaturally huge clit tip into Batgirl's upturned and more than ready puss hole, and drove.
Batgirl howled in delight, and gratitude, and accepted the feet of girl-cock Lilith offered. Even when the clit smashed into her formerly untouched cervix, Batgirl only moaned more loudly, then cooed softly, looking up at the demon atop her with love filled eyes. She had never felt anything so wondrously pleasant and feminine to be stuffed with that phallic clit!
"Feel good?!" Lilith smirked down at her stuffed victim. "Well, let's try this!" And the demon reared up over the offered up Batgirl and began plowing, in foot long strokes, over and over.
And Batgirl took up a hysterical, ear splitting, glass breaking, neighborhood waking set of screams that wouldn't let up until Lilith was finished using her.
Then, nearly an hour later, Harley's screams would replace them.
Carmine's strides were still strong and rhythmic, even though she had been walking briskly down this path for a good four hours now! And getting damn tired of walking!
Worse, she was starting to feel her 'curse' acting up!
Oh what a bitch that Sappho was!
First, after getting her instructions to-neutralize Lilith, Morrigan's 'sister', she was planted in this goddess forsaken place, on the edge of an apparently endless forest. She was instructed that this path led to the 'gynasium' where the survivors of the Tournament would conduct the 'finals'.
The rules of the Tournament were relatively simple: Fuck or be Fucked! All the contestants were dumped either into the forest (which existed on each side of the border between the Livingkin lands and the lands of the Undead) or on the glen surrounding the Livingkin side of the forest. All started basically the same distance from the 'gynasium'. The object was to get to the finals.
But anyone with any real hope of succeeding inside the 'gynasium' had better collect some serious sex-energy reserves. That was the reason for all the contestants that had been brought in that really had little chance of winning, they were the "fuck fodder". So, as you journeyed to the site of the finals, you're better collect (read: seduce or rape) as many other females as you can!
Some tournament! One big excuse for a fuckin' huge orgy!
The rules were three strikes and you're out. If you are fucked into orgasm by three different contestants, you are out. An orgasm is defined as a continuous orgasm, or a machine-gun series of repetitive orgasms, lasting a minimum of two minutes. The average loser was forced into over fifteen minutes of lung emptying, leg jerking, belly heaving cum.
But the cold, cruel facts were that someone who lost one match, and was fucked mindless in the process, was in a world of hurt. The amount of energy, magickal or metabolic, taken from someone fucked by a creature skilled in sex magick, was enough to seriously weaken someone. If that energy was not replaced, usually by fucking someone else, it usually could not be replaced by any other means before you're caught by another opponent and…
At least, in this Tournament, its the loser that gets the pleasure from losing!
Even this morning Carmine had witnessed, or at least heard, combat and defeat. From the forest mostly, about five separate incidences where she heard the sounds of physical and sexual combat, then wild wails of girlish defeat, and then vaguely feminine cries of triumph.
So much for the rules. It wasn't them that had Carmine steamed! Sappho had stuck Morrigan with her! She was supposed to scout for her, search out her damned sister!
As if you could trust a Succubus! Oh, Sappho planted a curse on the demon, one that gave great, unbearable pain if Morrigan spent more than a few minutes out of Carmine's line of sight! But that was small comfort knowing that the Succubus was probably planning on finding her sister so the two of them could gang bang her!
Morrigan had been honorable enough to warn her not to turn her back on her once Lilith was found and caught! "Don't show me those delicious buns of yours, once you have Lilith!" she had said even before they had set out. "Or you might find something of mine that is oh so long, and thick, and wet, oh so far up inside your butt! And with Lilith with me to hold you down, you'll find out just how much you have been missing not having a pussy!"
Damn that Sappho!
But, again, having Morrigan by the leash is not all bad…
Their first camp, which they had left this morning, hadn't amounted to much. Morrigan didn't need any creature comforts, she didn't sleep, just hunted. She would spend most of the night hunting for her food…pussy! She would keep an eye on the camp, so Carmine wouldn't have to worry about being ambushed.
Carmine had a small fire, but did not need it to cook for, magickally of course, her dinner suddenly appeared on a nearby rock, ready to eat. Sappho took care of her employees!
It was one hell of a meal for roughing it, and Carmine recalled that everyone in the contest was similarly fed during mandatory 'safe' rest times each day. When she went to sleep that night, under a clear, starry sky filled with the sound of running water and crickets, she felt remarkably refreshed and calm.
Except for her 'curse'! The tell tale discomfort between her legs was starting up. Not bad, yet, but she knew from long experience that if she didn't get some-relief tomorrow, she wouldn't be able to sleep the next night!
She woke just before dawn to the view of a figure standing at her feet. The sky was barely lightening, but she could make out that the figure formed a perfect hourglass against that backdrop. A inhumanly perfect figure…
"Morrigan?" Carmine groggily asked, suddenly fearing that it was Lilith! On her back with a, no doubt, angry Succubus standing over her was not a good strategy to avoid getting seriously fucked!
The hard heaving breathing jumped a notch and in the gathering light she made out the jutting, perfect cone tits of what had to be a Succubus.
But which one?
Between the demon's legs Carmine could make out long, floppy labia hanging low against the gently brightening sky. Labia streaming with juice.
"Morrigan? That you?" Carmine's concern was growing, second by second.
Then came a voice, Morrigan's, but lower, softer, hungrier, "You sure make it difficult on a girl! Can't get my work done, what with thinking about you and your curse all the time!"
With the mention of her curse, Carmine was reminded that her balls were quite tender. The last stage before the pain begins…
"Morrigan, what is it? What do you want?"
"You!" came back in a hungry warble.
Carmine saw now where Morrigan's eyes gazed and looked down there herself. It was her 'curse', fully aroused and jumping in her tights! Her eyes widened in shock. She had never woken with a 'morning hard-on' before! Sure, her nuts could feel like they've been kicked around a soccer field when the 'curse' is full on, but she never had erections without a good reason! Now there was a foot and a half of arm thick anaconda under her tights jerking down her left leg! Sappho had insisted that she discard her jacket and codpiece, so her cock was now free to rip her tights to bits!
But why?
Then she saw Morrigan's dainty nostrils flare and it came to her! Of course! Her pheromones! When her curse starts up, besides the discomfort of having 'blue balls', her testicles increase the release of her aphrodisiacs! They must be effecting Morrigan!
Of course! Her musk had a much greater impact upon elves, who are closer to Demonkin, than on humans, so perhaps the effect upon demons is greater still! This might be useful!
But why did she have this outrageous morning bone?
Her eyes settled on Morrigan's dripping pussy lips. Perhaps Succubii have pheromones too…
But time for thought was over…
Morrigan distracted Carmine's train of thought by growling while bending over, "I haven't been able to think of anything but you all night! I can't wait any longer!"
Then she simply pulled Carmine's tights down to her knees!
And her nearly twenty inch long demoncock flipped stiffly up and uppercutted the Succubus!
Morrigan's head flew up from the perfect shot to her lower jaw Carmine's iron hard pole gave her. The demon staggered back a step, while Carmine's cock stopped nearly straight up. As Morrigan shook her head to clear it, foot long, coiled strands of yellowish precum began rolling down the sides of the jutting cock.
Carmine raised up, "Now wait a moment, Morrigan!"
But Morrigan was already moving. Kneeling between Carmine's knees, pinning her knee wrapping tights so as to trap her legs, Morrigan planted one hand between Carmine's tits and with a no nonsense push, laid her back down. Then she wrapped, or tried to, both her hands around Carmine's prick.
Carmine hissed from the outrageous pleasure those hands generated merely trying to control her jumping prick. She could only watch, wide eyed and breathless, while Morrigan looked down at her precum covered tip with an all too ravenous leer.
Then Morrigan's tongue, all two feet of it, extended and, wrapping around her jerking meat, proceeded to lap up every bit of Carmine's accumulated precum!
Carmine shuddered and gasped as wild bolts of paralyzing pleasure swept through as the Succubus' velvety cock scoured her meat wet and clean. Her cock was jerking wildly in Morrigan's grasp once she was spotless.
Morrigan retracted her tongue and looked into Carmine's eyes with glowing red, savagely hungry eyes. Fiercely she said, "You have been tormenting me all day with this divine cock of yours! Now, give me what I want!" Then her head dropped, beautiful, kissable lips yawning open.
"AAAH!" Carmine cried out, watching literally half of her cock disappear into Morrigan's head! "OOOH!" then she moaned, loud and long, as fierce heat, wet and incredibly, inhumanly hot, engulfed her towering cock!
Then the monster began bobbing over her cock, slurping, sucking, even gagging. With each down stroke Morrigan took a little more shaft into her, relentlessly swallowing her. Soon, incredibly soon, Morrigan's nose was touching Carmine's heaving belly with each plunge!
Carmine's eyes screwed shut, her teeth clenched until they cracked. Her hands gripping dirt, grass, anything they could find, she felt her legs lock, toes spread. When Morrigan gave out with a particularly loud and nasty gag, and her throat constricted around every inch of Carmine's swallowed cock, the Paladin heaved her hips up spasmodically, hugely arching her back, and lifting her sweaty, clenched buttocks completely off her bedroll.
She was dying! Oh, by the goddess, her heart would stop if Morrigan didn't finish her soon! She had never had anyone, not the most enthusiastic cocksucker alive, who could come close to stuffing half her 'curse' down her throat. And Morrigan was swallowing her in one gulp!
But Morrigan was, technically, not alive!
Suddenly, with a loud, syrupy pop, the Succubus pulled completely off Carmine's wildly jerking cock! She waited a second for Carmine to catch her breath while continuing to pump her cock in a lazy, one handed jack off. When Carmine finally looked down at her, her face flushed and dripping with sweat, Morrigan said, "You're gonna cum, now, believe me! But I want all the cum you got! I'll settle for nothing less!"
Carmine felt her softball sized, rock hard balls lifted in one of Morrigan's hands.
"You better empty these, give me all your cum, or I'll…" She hesitated, then added, "You just better…"
Carmine could only nod, real fast, as she grinned when Morrigan's head descended once more.
"AAAAH! Oh, Morrigan, don't do that!" Carmine wailed as she felt the claws that Morrigan used for fingernails sink dramatically into her swollen baby makers. "PLEASE! I can't stand it! Scream! Don't do this…to… meeeeeeAAAAH!"
Morrigan, head plunging up and down, swallowing cock furiously, relentlessly forced Carmine over the edge.
The Paladin gave up the ghost, howling lupine-like into the misty, early morning air. She felt Morrigan grip her overheated nuts greedily in her vicious claws.
Demanding her breakfast!
Suddenly Morrigan gagged loudly, then started to make strange vomit-like sounds from deep in her gullet. As Carmine writhed beneath her in overwhelming pleasure, the Succubus' cheeks bulged violently and two inch thick, foot long worms of tacky, coiled wadd spewed from her nostrils.
Carmine howled, she screamed, she came. And Came. And Came.
Morrigan, once the first violent ejaculation had shot from her nostrils, was once again in control and settled down to comfortably drain Carmine of her entire morning load. Her loud swallows, resembling a baby eagerly swallowing pudding, echoed over the glen for a good five minutes. Carmine must have delivered a good quart of testiclepudding!
Through the whole feeding Carmine wailed and thrashed, seized by an orgasm of a power and duration that transcended all her life's experiences.
When Carmine finally was permitted, by the expert cocksucker Morrigan, to come down from her once in a lifetime orgasm, and had finally regained consciousness, she found Morrigan still between her legs. Only now the Succubus was eagerly and effectively licking her balls and cock clean of every last bit of her load!
Carmine, quite shattered physically by her orgasm, decided to let her!
When finished Morrigan picked up her still huge, but only semi-erect cock and, squeezing it like a toothpaste tube, milked up the last bits of semen, which she lapped up with her foot long tongue. "That was delicious!" Morrigan commented, in a much more-satisfied tone, as she tucked Carmine's 'curse' away and pulled up her tights. "Thank you!"
"What brought that on!" Carmine replied, quickly rising incase the urge returned to the demon. Then she noticed how easily she had risen! She felt great! Not anywhere as exhausted as she should have been, considering the intensity of the orgasm Morrigan had forced on her!
She turned to the demon, "You didn't feed on me! Why?"
Morrigan belched, "Of course I did! Frankly, I've never had a tastier, or more copious, meal of semen in my life!"
"I mean my energy! You didn't take any energy from me!"
"Not my job!" she replied, rising. "You're my partner! I might fuck you," she said with an absolutely evil grin, "but I don't drain my partners! Never can tell when I might need you to save my ass!"
"And a most beautiful ass it is!" Carmine replied. "But, you haven't explained why you did that-wonderful as it felt!"
Morrigan looked downright sheepish. "It's your-pheromones you call it? I don't know how you can stand smelling yourself! Drives me crazy! I want to wank off fifty times a day, smelling you!"
"I don't smell anything."
"Well I do! And to tell the truth, I think everybody with demon blood in them can too. And it will drive them fuckin nuts faster than any spell I ever heard of! And, to tell the truth, its downright embarrassing! We Succubii are supposed to be able to turn you humans on, and fuck you, with our very presence! We have odors that are like your pheromones, as well as inherent magick and a most pleasing body, but I've never been able to-distract a human female as easily or to the degree that you have turned me on since we started this quest! You probably don't realize how-humiliating it is for me to have the tables reversed! It is a real insult to my-professional-pride to go around begging humans to let me get on my knees and suck them off!"
"Well, in that case, you had better make sure that I have-partners that can service my curse so it doesn't ever get-aroused again!"
"I thought you said it becomes aroused after two or more days of-inactivity? We haven't been here a whole day as yet!"
"I don't know!" Carmine replied. "I've never been so horny since the days after I was cursed! Must be something unique around here…"
"Since you were cursed?" Morrigan asked, idly pinching her nipple, which is what she did while thinking deeply on something. "Maybe its magick? There's about as much sex-magick being used in this forest now as you'd ever find anywhere else! Maybe you're reacting to the magick!"
"Then, I can't see a way of controlling my curse without a steady diet of pussy! So, I think you'd better consider finding me some females-I actually am partial to elf-puss, but I'll settle for human snatch! And regularly!"
Morrigan frowned mightily. "I am not a procurer!"
Carmine smiled. "Well, in that case, I can always relieve my-pressures in your ass! You have such an attractive butt, Morrigan! And I'm sure you'll love being my bitch! By your own admission, once I get blue balls you can't resist me! And I will get tired of your excellent cocksucking, and you do have two other very attractive and useful holes that I could make fit my 'curse'!"
All Morrigan could do was growl and leap into the air.
That was the last she saw of Morrigan that morning save for occasional views of her soaring in the distance.
Until now.
The lusciously naked Succubus came roaring in, wings straight out, then banked over Carmine's head and made one circle before gracefully settling before the human transsexual. Her wings folded out of sight into her back.
"News?" Carmine asked, suddenly excited by the look on Morrigan's face. Had she found her sister? So soon?
"No sign of Lilith,"" she started, stepping up. "But you are being watched."
Carmine started looking into the forest. "Who? Where? How many?"
"Don't know. There is a castle-actually a fortified tower atop a rocky hill just inside the forest. Around the bend in the pathway ahead." She looked over her left shoulder and pointed. "Look carefully through those trees, about a kilometer in that direction. See, you can see the top of the tower battlements."
Carmine, all professional soldier now, nodded grimily. "Will they attack us? Who are they?"
"I have no idea. All I can sense is that there are females there, both human and elven." She then looked Carmine in the eye. "There also is demonkin sign."
"Demonkin? You mean Lilith?"
Morrigan shrugged her shoulders. "Can't tell. There is a barrier around the tower which prevents demons from entering. Only Livingkin can enter. But I can tell that something with demonblood is in there."
Carmine sighed. "Then I guess its up to me to check it out."
Then the sounds of a young girl singing came to her ears.
"Oh," Morrigan added with a smile. "I think we have a visitor!"
"What?!" Carmine said as Morrigan stepped aside to reveal a girl dressed in a bright blue and white Japanese schoolgirl uniform walking up to them, singing lightly under her breath.
The girl came up short when she saw the two standing there. She immediately assumed a fighting stance.
Carmine looked her over appreciatively. Only 5' 3", she had collar length brown hair, nicely filled out white blouse, and, thanks to a skirt that barely covered a couple of inches past her impressively bulging ass, a pair of firm, full, muscular but still quite feminine thighs.
From her expert looking fighting stance her gaze constantly changed from Carmine to Morrigan. She seemed not to notice the Succubus' impressive nudity.
Carmine decided to break the ice. "Ah, hello! My name is Carmine, and this is Morrigan. You are?"
The girl looked at Morrigan with increased suspicion. "My name is Sakura Kasugano, from Tamagawa Minami High School! And if you think I'm going to let you two get into my pants you've got another thing coming!"
Morrigan just leered evilly.
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