Dracula's Daughter

by MadHat886

Lara Croft unleashes a family of sex hungry sex demons. By Krellscholar.

6. Chapter 6

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Chapt. 6

Hopes Are Dashed and Fates are Sealed

Aphrodite slipped into the basement of Gena's house that morning, still holding her aching head.
Absinthe was still behind the barrier, looking miserable.
"Well, Sister," Aphrodite said while continuing to rub her forehead. "I almost had it, but some half naked Ninja-bimbo nearly kicked my head in!"
"Half naked?" Absinthe remarked. "You know, I saw one of those the other day. She came in the same window you used, looked around, then left."
"Well, when I find her I'm going to have a long and wide talk with that bitch's tail, so help me Lilith!" Then Aphrodite looked carefully at the barrier holding Absinthe. "You know, I could use some help out there! The nuns got away with the Crux…"
"Got away?!" Absinthe broke in. "You let the nuns get away?!"
"Just the one carrying the Crux!" Aphrodite snapped back. "I could have run her down, after I finished with the…virgin she left behind, with no problem at all. You know how slow these humans are! And I was just about to finish with the first nun when that damned Ninja-bitch tried to kick my head in!"
"She was a virgin? For real?" Absinthe replied with a hideously lecherous grin, her almond shaped eyes suddenly sparkling. She was almost drooling at the thought of boinking a real virgin. "Its been a long time since I last had a virgin!"
Aphrodite nodded appreciably. "She was so tight, Sister! And she squealed so sweetly when I skewered her!"
"Do you think the other one is one too?" Absinth leered.
"No doubt, but you're not going to get any pussy unless you can get out of that barrier!"
Absinthe frowned. "It's still too strong! Its allot weaker than yesterday, but still too strong. I've tried!"
Aphrodite smiled. "Then maybe the two of us are strong enough?"
Absinthe abruptly smiled. "Let's do it, Sister!"
With a nod, Aphrodite closed her beautiful cat-like eyes and started mumbling. Absinthe followed suit immediately. For a long three minutes there was silence, save for their mumbling, and no movement at all in the dim basement.
Then, at exactly the three minute point, the barrier briefly flashed and was gone.
Absinthe bounded into the middle of the basement. She stretched her lush, supernaturally voluptuous, human, male or female, enslaving body like a sensuous, seven foot tall predatory feline.
"Now, Sister," Aphrodite enthused, leering at Absinthe's display of lusty demonic physical perfection. "Let's go out and get that Crux! Maybe you can have the pleasure of 'breaking in' the other nun!"
"No, Sister!" Absinthe replied while single mindedly, almost fiercely, staring up the stairs. "I have my own…revenge that I have to do before I can go hunting! That Human witch up there must be…educated first about how she should treat a Succubus!" And the Absinthe's clit exploded into massive, eighteen inch erection.
Aphrodite smiled and nodded in understanding and approval. "Very well, Sister! But you are passing up another chance at enjoying a virgin! When I catch that other nun she'll be walking bowlegged for a week afterwards!"
"I am sure, Sister!" Absinthe replied. "My loss! But I have to make sure that Human knows the consequences of disrespecting a Succubus!"
Glancing for a count up where Absinthe's were fixed, Aphrodite, with an evil chuckle, turned to face the window. She started for it. "I respect your feelings, Sister, especially if it means I get another virgin to fuck! Maybe you can have sloppy seconds once I'm done with her!" Then she made three long, quick strides towards the wall, then leaped and slipped through the narrow window without so much as disturbing a singe cob or spider web.
Absinth didn't even watch her leave. Her eyes were fixed on the light streaming in from the open door at the top of the stairs. With a lecherous grin, the Succubus started up the stairs. At the top she could see Gena's front door clearly as well as the back of her couch.
But the Succubus stopped short when she saw Gena, and someone else, at the front door…kissing! The other woman was a bit older than Gena, but very well built in a matronly kind of way. But boy did she have a rack! Tits you could suck on for a year! And nice wide hips with a full, but firm looking, bubblebutt!
Absinthe slipped down to lay the side of her hip on the uppermost step. "This looks…interesting!" she told herself. "I'm in no hurry, after all! Let's see what happens!"
Absinthe increased the power of her Aura and settled down for some voyeurism.
The second most popular activity for Succubii was voyeurism!

Norma woke early, her body wet with sweat. She had fallen asleep thinking about Gena, and her planned meeting with her that morning, and she woke with the woman's…the lesbian's exotic face in her mind's eye. She just couldn't drive that…person's aggressiveness, as well as her 'orientation', from her mind. What she had done yesterday in Gena's house had truly shaken her to her very feminine core! It was as if what they had…done had changed her…had been a transforming event in her life!
As she rose from her bed, her nipples, impossible to ignore, rock hard and wickedly sensitive, Norma realized that it was now simply impossible for her to drive out of her mind that demanding, determined look on Gena's deliciously foreign face. It had been clearly and deeply implanted into her memory by the torrid…experience with Gena from the other day.
And her daughter, Brittany, spent the night with this woman!
It was obvious to Norma that Gena was that type of powerful woman who got what she wanted…even…no…especially when it was another woman! A cold chill passed up Norma's spine as memories of her…sordid reactions to the woman spilled out of her mind. She had never known such aggressive determination about…sex before, not even with a man, and she knew now that, from hindsight clearly and obviously, her will was no match in a contest with such a strong will as Gena's. Gena's insistent demands for…copulation with her had broken down her will, had literally seduced her! By another woman! Gena had made her indulge in primitive sex acts with someone of her own sex! Had made her…MADE her…enjoy it, shaking her to her very feminine core! Gena had made her enjoy something that, until yesterday, she thought was repulsive and that she was immune to!
But at the same time, in a very real way, Gena had frightened her, almost terrified her. There was something a bit scary about that formidable hypnotic gaze of Gena's. It got what it wanted, and Gena would probably not stop at anything to get 'it'!
Norma's mind wandered. What if what she had done ever got out? What if Gena pressed her…blackmailed her? She had said practically nothing after they had pulled their faces from between each other's thighs yesterday. She had merely rushed out of the house as soon as she could throw her clothes back on. Now Norma regretted her ignoring the consequences of her act, and not taking steps to stop their sudden and torrid new relationship right then and there while she was still in Gena's home. She should have faced the problem squarely, with Gena, there in her home. She should have told Gena right away that what had happened was an accident, and must never happen again. She should have told her never to see her again! After all, what had happened was not unusual. One isolated homosexual encounter didn't mean that she was homosexual, that she was a lesbian. She recalled reading in a psychology class she had taken that almost everyone indulges at some time in her life in some brief homosexual flirtation.
That was it! "No," she intimately thought to herself. "The feelings I had yesterday weren't the true me. It couldn't be me. It was from…loneliness. I haven't…been with a man in ages! That's what did it! Gena took advantage of a deep gnawing need I've gotten to be loved, to be…sexed by someone, that's all."
She breathed a sigh of relief at her all too convincing rationalization. Still, she wondered what to do about Gena. She feared, rather, what Gena might do, thinking Norma was her newest lesbian partner. Something had to be done to avoid further complications!
And Brittany! What if Gena tried to get to her by seducing her daughter!
Norma looked nervously at the clock. Perhaps it was not too early to do what she should have done last night: Tell Gena what she really felt, insist that it end right there. Put it in no uncertain terms so that Gena would be convinced it was over, that Norma, and Brittany, were not like her. This would convince Gena to leave her alone. Furthermore, it could convince the lesbian to leave Brittany alone, too! Anyway, after only one such meeting, there could be no proof that anything had happened between them.
Right after doing the breakfast dishes Norma decided that the time had come. She would stop by Gena's for one last time.
Brittany had come home early, a dreamy smile on her face. It chilled Norma, for it resembled the face of a girl in the throws of her first…sexual encounter!
And it was with a woman…a lesbian…Gena!
It made Norma all the more determined to have it out with the lesbian monster!
Gena's house was near the Sorority House, and if she hurried she could he back in time for making lunch. She would tell Gena to forget the events of yesterday, and insist that they never see each other again. A quick, neat break would end it before it began, and restore her balance of mind. Gradually, the isolated act would become submerged in a darkening past and finally with time, wither away completely.
She strode quickly down the street. She wore a simple skirt that ran to just above her knees and baggy blouse to hide the bouncing of her breasts as she quickly stepped. So much of a hurry was she that she had failed to put on pantyhose, just her typical mid-rise panties.
Well, no one around here wore hose anyway, and especially on a hot day like today!
None the less, she walked past a number of male students but did not even notice their passing leers at her abundant, and very inadequately hidden, chestfruit and bulbous but still firm backside.
She walked briskly up the steps to Gena's porch, trying to look more like an efficient businesswoman anxious to complete a simple transaction than a woman attempting to curtail a rash affair.
As she stepped out onto the porch she suddenly noticed a young girl come down the driveway alongside Gena's house. Her red hair was cut short, and she wore a tank-top outlining small, but perfectly formed breasts accompanied with a size too large pants that hardly could hang onto her hips. She saw Norma on the porch and hesitated a moment in the driveway, giving Norma a short piercing glance that morphed into a knowing smile that suddenly formed on her pale, pretty face. Then, with an outright smirk, she walked past Norma and down the street, looking back knowingly over her shoulder. Her smirk and look back over her shoulder told volumes…
Norma shuddered wondering who the girl was, and what she had been doing at Gena's house so early in the morning…right after her daughter must have left this lesbian den! But she forced herself to not harp on those questions. She was concerned only with what she had to do, and she wanted to get it over with as quickly as possible.
She walked quickly up to Gena's door and knocked vigorously.
The door opened immediately, and Gena appeared, looking a bit ruffled, but still exotically lovely as she wore full length silk pajamas, these of brilliant green with exotic black symbols on the front and back. The pajama top was long sleeved and unbuttoned down nearly to the woman's deep, dark navel. Immediately Norma could see that Gena wore no bra, her big, more than a handful of jutting tits bouncing freely under the pajama's top, the inner forms of those breasts fully visible while her stiff nipples blatantly protruded out through the fabric. She stood in her doorway, momentarily combing her sleek black hair.
Then, before Norma could move or say anything, Gena put her arms around her and gave her a deep soul kiss.
Norma thrilled involuntarily when Gena's tongue demandingly probed into her shock opened mouth and almost down her throat. Then the lesbian's arms dropped from around her neck and shoulders to sink strong, sharp nailed fingers possessively into her bulbous, jutting bubble buns.
With a wild gasp, Norma broke the kiss.
"Darling," Gena murmured sensuously into the panting housemother's face, "I knew you would come."
"Please," Norma mumbled, trying to ignore the sweet lusciousness of Gena's lips and searching tongue. "Please. Stop." She managed to free herself from Gena's fervent grip. "The door!"
Gena smiled and closed the door. "Do not worry, dear, we do nothing wrong. People don't watch my house as if they were voyeurs, and even if there were, they would not talk…would not dare to irritate a Witch!"
Norma, trying to regain her composure, walked away from the door, vividly aware of Gena's eyes burning into her swaying hips.
Then a thrill shot up her spine! The shock of Gena's kiss became as nothing as she began panting. She was becoming aroused! Just from being around this woman!
She turned to Gena, suddenly realizing that her nipples, too, were jutting hard through her bra and blouse.
Gena, seeing the half inch long nipples, smiled knowingly at Norma.
"Gena," Norma gasped, "We need to talk." She tried to sound determined and willful.
Gena's smile didn't waver. "Why don't we sit down? So much better for talking than standing, no?" She directed Normal to her big sofa.
Norma, trying to keep her thighs from quivering, quickly sat down on the sofa.
Gena sensuously dropped down alongside her. Close alongside her.
Gena's very presence next to her seemed to be sucking the courage from her while filling her with unmistakable lust. "How could she do such things to me so easily?" Norma asked herself.
Suddenly feeling self-conscious and…weak, Norma stared anxiously at the rug between her feet, avoiding Gena's sultry eyes. She launched the little speech which she had quickly rehearsed while walking over.
"Look, Gena," she started, trying to appear firm but gracious. "I think you are a very nice person. I really do, but what happened last night was not…real. That is to say, the person you were with last night was not me, not the real me. I am not…that way. I don't want that. What happened was the result of exhaustion, a…a general frustration. It has to stop right here. It can never work out between us. We're very different, Gena. Not bad, just different! I came here to tell you that what happened yesterday must be forgotten. We must never see each other again, and . . . and…"
"Coffee or a drink?" Gena cut in, rising, appearing totally unfazed by Norma's statement.
Norma felt sweat on her forehead. She was getting so…so…hot! "Please, Gena, you must listen. Anyway I can't stay. I only have a few minutes."
Gena poured a little cognac into a glass, and handed it to Norma. "Take this, darling," she said warmly, moving closer, again sitting next to the agitated woman. "Drink this, it will calm you. It is very, very good for you, now take it."
Gena's voice seemed soothing and reassuring. She sounded exactly like a mother trying to comfort a nervous child. Suddenly Norma felt a little foolish, and for a moment, a little unsophisticated. She was determined, however, to go through with what she had decided. She pushed the drink away.
Trying to calm her seeming relentlessly rising breathing, she tried again, as firmly as she could. "This must stop, Gena, really it must," she insisted, raising her eyes from staring intently at her wringing hands upon her lap. She looked with all seriousness at the exotic woman's gorgeous face.
Gena smiled, and gently placed the glass on the table. She drew closer to Norma, until their hips touched. She placed the knuckle of the index finger of her right hand on the suddenly quivering woman's cheek.
Gena's touch made Norma shudder.
"You cannot mean that, darling," the lesbian responded quietly, her voice a hot, husky whisper directly into Norma's ear, making the woman flush with nearly uncontrollable passion. "I know how you responded last night. I know how your body responded. You wanted it and enjoyed it as much as I. No, darling, you are who is wrong. Last night was the real you! And you know that!"
Gena's other hand suddenly was on Norma's left knee.
Norma quickly pressed her knees tightly and nervously against each other.
"No, dear, no," Gena went on, stroking Norma's cheek under her ear. "You are just a darling little baby who has made a mistake, now, aren't you?" She was patting, whispering, and cuddling her as if she were an infant. "But there, there, it is all right. I understand. It shall be all right." She was pressing her body now against Norma's, and, with her tight crimson lips, she pecked at Norma's quivering cheek, trailing the soft kisses under her ear.
"No, no," Norma cried, shaking her head violently, bringing her hands up against the lesbian's powerful shoulder. "It must stop. It must!" She tried pushing the aggressive woman away, desperately trying to stop her, regretting now she had come, realizing that Gena just could not understand.
All she could hope to do, now, was escape Gena.
But it was too late. Gena held her firmly, her powerful right arm gripping Norma tightly about the shoulders, squeezing the feebly resisting woman against the powerful, assertive dyke. The lesbian pressed their bosoms up against each other, and Norma could feel, as she ineffectually struggled, the firm, jutting, unfettered tits of the lesbian thrusting into her own heavy, bra encased jugs.
Gena's left hand, furthermore, now slipped under the hem of Norma's skirt and up the bare legs of the mature, voluptuous woman as if it was a boy with his girl in the high school parking lot!
Norma hissed when the hand, armed with long, sharp fingernails, suddenly slipped up her legs until it reached the woman's smooth, full, bare upper thigh flesh. The fingers stroked up and down Norma's exposed upper thighs, the wickedly sharp fingernails sending fiendish bolts of electrical excitement up to the woman's desperately resisting mind. Norma's thighs trembled and flexed under the lesbian's expert fondling.
Norma's breathing coarsened as the delicious waves of physical pleasure magnified the already surging passion that threatened to envelope her mind and crush her resistance. She still refused to look at her assailer, but she just knew that the lesbian was enjoying her internal conflict.
For a long count Gena hesitated, excepting her devastating thigh stroking, listening to her victim trying to control the rampaging ardor coming from her fingertips. Finally, content that her prey was overwhelmed by the seductive carnal pleasures her thigh stroking was generating in Norma, as well as the Aura of the Succubus she had downstairs, Gena sent her cool, long fingers up to and into the elastic waist band of Norma's flimsy, pink, mid cut panties…
No sooner did those fingers pass behind the elastic band of her underwear than did Norma's struggles abruptly stop. She turned her head towards the smirking dyke, her eyes suddenly wide and white like an anime character's as her dropped jaw face displayed utter and most sensual shock.
After a count looking at Gena's arrogantly smug face, Norma, eyes still bulging from the jolt from the bold lesbian's panty penetrating fingers, renewed her resistance, unable to believe it could happen again, unwilling to submit so easily to this…kind of woman!
But as she struggled, as she jerked and twisted, hopelessly trying to extricate her buxom and weak torso from Gena's determined and experienced hold, the rubbing and pushing, especially of their breasts, seemed to create a erotically torrid, totally depraved excitement throughout her body; one that she never had felt before, except here in Gena's house; one that slowly but relentlessly wore down her opposition to the advancing lesbian by ruthlessly increasing the burgeoning sexual submissiveness threatening to seize her.
In-spite of her resistance, the pleasure, the excitement of being forced, the lustfulness of it all, became so enticing, so intoxicating. Her nipples, under the powerful pushing and poking of Gena's big, beautiful, liberated tits, burst to raw, tingly erection, showing brazenly through her own bra and blouse. One of Norma's boobs was almost completely pushed up and out of her bra cup by Gena's insistent knocker pushing.
"No, no, PLEASE!" Norma finally screamed, still trying to sort out her confused, muddled emotions, trying futilely to hang on to one last shred of reasoned resistance about herself: She was not a lesbian!
However Gena's kisses, her seemingly unstoppable and ceaseless aggressive actions, were definitely and rapidly turning her on something fierce. It all was beginning to seem hot…sexy hot and very exciting in a forbidden, as well as outrageous, sexual kind of way. Suddenly she was whimpering and sighing like the meek female she always feared she was, and could now only softly and not at all forcefully cry out to Gena to let her go.
The now triumphant Gena's left hand, however, brazenly pushed its way down through the sex mound covering forest of Norma's curly muff. As the lesbian took a moment to run her sharp fingertips over the woman's bulging Mount of Venus, Norma's voice cracked then sincerely groaned from the torrid, electric-like shocks emanating from those fingers. Her lower belly jumped spasmodically as her thighs quivered uncontrollably. It was obvious now to Gena, what with her fingers stroking through the extremely sensitive erotic zone of Norma's sex mound and fur, that she was creating such searing pleasure that the woman herself no longer knew whether she wanted to be freed from Gena's lecherous assault.
Suddenly, with a sharp cry of "No! Please!", Norma felt the middle two fingers of Gena's panty invading hand brazenly slide over her plump sex hillock and abruptly plunge into her moistening fuck slit. The fingers easily bulled aside Norma's last defense, her extended and floppy labia, to slide over the woman's already quite swollen clit on the way to the nearby, now soaked, fuck hole.
A sharp racing sex-bolt electrified her entire body, and she turned to her conqueror to stare bleary-eyed into the victoriously smirking Gena's dark exotic almond shaped eyes. She knew immediately and detestably that as soon as anyone put their hand on her underused, consummately sensitive pussy all thought of resistance broke down completely.
Relentlessly, and without any conscious desire on her part, Norma felt her jittery thighs spontaneously, and uncontrollably, spread as Gena's outrageously probing fingers found her womanly opening. Immediately, meeting absolutely no resistance on the woman's part, the fingers pushed into Norma's pussy, going deeper and ever deeper in their twisting violation. The following fist of the dyke spread Norma's thighs further, demanding ever more space between the housemother's legs.
Gena's dominate and unyielding grip on her shoulders, holding her impotently in place; the wildly intoxicating emotion of being lewdly possessed yet again; and the brazen aggressiveness of those pussy probing fingers, now overwhelmed Norma completely. Her breath became a rough, husky pant, and she frantically fought with herself to suppress the sexy and submissive moans rising from her well endowed chest.
But inexorably and unremittingly, with her head shaking in futile denial, her legs abruptly spread wide and, with her body shaking in ever mounting sexual passion, the woman was compelled to lay back on the sofa, her will totally overwhelmed. There she reclined, head tossing, face grimacing as the waves of wicked bliss passed through her.
The lesbian chuckled softly.
Gena had her completely figured out, she knew what the frustrated woman wanted down deep, deep inside her. Gena knew why Norma really came back this morning, in spite of the determined appearance she had put on at the door.
The lesbian pulled her thoroughly wet fingers and hand from the wildly panting woman's pants. Not in the habit of letting conquests off the hook, Gena dramatically threw Norma's skirt up over her softly flat belly and heaving bosom, completely exposing Norma's bare upper thighs and pink, now wet, panties.
She knew that Norma could…would…not do anything to stop her.
Quickly and expertly, with ultimate and dominate finality, Gena swiftly, smoothly and deftly ripped Norma's flimsy panties off the woman's wide and white hips.
Norma gasped raggedly, her wide eyes fixed as her rent underwear settled to the floor.
Then Norma could only watch the leering lesbian expectantly, wide and white eyed, unable to move or protect her totally bared loins.
"No," she gasped hoarsely, finally realizing her displayed and unprotected condition and position. She looked at Gena, in desperate plea, begging with her facial expression for mercy, for another chance…
But Gena did not give her any more time, any more chances. Mercilessly and omnipotently the dyke gripped the insides of the woman's knees and, with a powerful jerk, spread wide the quivering, half naked victim's thighs. Immediately Gena's fist again entered the woman's loins, only this time slamming her two long, rigid middle fingers powerfully up Norma's openly displayed, dewy cunt.
To the last knuckle.
Norma grimaced fiercely, her teeth snapping close with a crack, her eyes squinting dramatically. Stunned, humbled, possessed, Norma's head fell back again against the back of the couch.
"Yes, darling, this is what you want, what you need," the smirking dyke declared firmly, as she ground her knuckles again Norma's intimate flesh, spreading Norma's already stuffed sex opening and grinding her knuckles down upon Norma's clit. She waited until her victim moaned from the pleasure, then the lesbian began slipping and sliding her fingers in and out, rotating those fingers in and out of the gushy, flaming crimson woman hole.
Norma's body shook and shuddered violently, jerked and squirmed spasmically under the obscene assault. Her hands frantically clutched the cushions of the sofa, her nails digging into the fabric maniacally.
She didn't even have her dress off, had only entered a few minutes before, and this strong willed…lesbian was doing mad lewd things to her body, a body naked from the waist down!
The pleasure, however, the intense, enormous penetration pleasure drove out of her mind all sense of shame, and regret. Helplessly she sat there, on her big, naked, wet buns, ass grinding down into the sofa cushions, listening to her lewdly violated pussy suck noisily on Gena's invincible plunging fingers. Norma began whining, a rhythmic, gasping whine that countered the obscene sucking sounds coming from between her wide spread thighs.
Suddenly, without really knowing quite what she was doing, Norma spontaneously threw her knees up over her wide, naked hips and heaving, hard nippled boobs. Her bare feet, with their pointed toes, thrust straight up towards the ceiling.
Now Gena's fingers could get in even deeper. Gena chuckled at Norma's intuition, and rewarded the whining, voluptuous woman by increasing the force behind her stabbing finger probes. Now Gena could feel Norma's cervix with the tips of her fingers at the end of each wild, irresistible jab.
The lesbian released the no longer resisting woman's shoulders with her right hand and, leaning over the panting woman's waist, wrapped Norma around the ass with it. Her long claws reached for Norma's full, upturned buttocks.
Gena now faced the wide open, sloppy cunt that sucked so eagerly on her fingers. Gena's right hand held Norma down by the dominate grip on her full ass, the long nailed digits sunk deeply into Norma's right buttcheek.
Holding the woman still with the grip on her butt, Gena, with her forearm extending straight out from Norma's splayed loins, fingerfucked even more powerfully and deeply into the helpless housemother's slick fuck tube. Without restraint, Norma's pussy was inundating Gena's womanhole-pounding hand, the woman's belly quivering like jello in an earthquake as the lesbian's deep, soul satisfying arm thrusts drove Gena's fingertips to Norma's cervix.
"Oh, Gena, darling, please, PLEASE! ..." Norma wailed breathlessly, unable to finish, her pleas catching in her constricted throat. She was unable to say whether she meant "please stop" or "please do it". She could only mumble and wail incoherent words and sounds while her head tossed back and forth, her mind crushed under obscene, dominating, wicked sexual pleasure.
She was no longer conscious of her words, or anything else except what was happening down there, between her willingly yet lewdly spread legs. All she was conscious of was what Gena was doing to her now gaping fuckhole…the mind numbing pleasure of aggressive lesbian seduction spreading outward from her wonderfully stuffed pussy.
Gena too, looked totally turned on by the success of her conquest. Her beautiful cat eyes bulged, fixed on the delicious muff in front of her while her fingers avidly whipped Norma's pussy up into a spewing, frothy sex pit, eagerly clasping and sucking on the lesbian's driving, twisting fingers.
"Yea, baby, yea," the dyke yelled crudely, "Take it! Take it all!" Gena drove her fingers in and out, harder and harder, faster and faster.
Norma's cunt sputtered forth hot love juices that soaked the sofa, but the two women were beyond caring. Gena, in fact, put in three fingers and then four until her arm imitated a rigid battering ram, from elbow to the end of her fingernails, plowing and spreading, violating and filling Norma's wide open, dripping snatch violently and mercilessly.
Then, abruptly, Norma realized that orgasm was onwardly rushing up at her! Another orgasm from Gena!
With a sudden, wild yell, Norma's hands gripped Gena's shoulders, urging her conqueror on. She hungered for it now, unable to deny the addicting bliss of Gena's hand in her belly any longer.
"Yes! My Darling, don't stop! I'm so close, Gena! You're so good! Don't stop, please! Make me cum…cum for you…I love you!" She now unashamedly and openly begged her lesbian lover to quicken the pace, to plow her ever more deeply, more demandingly, ever more powerfully. Norma now wanted Gena to give her every lewd dirty, delicious sensation that the experienced woman seducer could.
No longer did Norma want to escape the bronze skinned, dark haired, lush bodied exotic woman from the Middle East. Lunch for the girls was long forgotten.
Gena, however, suddenly withdrew her dripping wet, cunt stuffing hand!
Normal gasped out one loud, "No! Please!", then dropped her head back in ultimate frustration.
Gena stood up and looked back at Norma on her couch. The woman was intensely panting, her legs still up in offering. She wanted Norma to peak, to get off violently. That was the best way to catch a new female, a new prize. Make them blow their heads off under you!
It would have been grand to see her come right there, still partially dressed, like one of those young and easy schoolgirls. But the aggressive and knowledgeable woman had even better plans, better designs that would increase her conquest's heavenly, and enslaving, lesbian ecstasy even more. To really 'blow her head off'!
"Come with me," Gena demanded, ordered, while, without even looking back at the panting and thrashing woman, starting to walk toward the bedroom…her bedroom.
"No! Please!" Norma cried as the lesbian left her. For a long moment Norma stared pleadingly at the swinging buttocks of the lesbian as she made for her bedroom door, the conquered woman's quivering thighs arched up and over her heaving bosom, her shiny wet ass sticking up into the air.
Then Norma obeyed, even though she trembled and shook, dying to be taken, craving to be titillated further, to cum. She jumped up to stand on unsteady legs, her skirt falling back over her now naked hips and legs. She took three steps after the dyke, when the lesbian turned at her doorway.
"Strip!" the dyke barked, smirking as Norma stopped short. "You are to be naked in my bedroom!"
The sorority housemother stared at the lesbian for a long moment, quivering and panting. Then, abruptly, she reached for the waist of her skirt. It fell around her feet. Now she was truly half naked, the insides of her still parted thighs shiny with her pussy juice.
"Show me your big, beautiful tits!" the dyke added, laughing.
Without hesitation Norma quickly unbuttoned her blouse, flinging off the garment as quickly as she could. Then she reached behind her. Her bra flew off her chest as soon as she unhooked it. Her melons fell into big, firm, pear shaped suck sacks, capped by big, hard, jutting nipples.
Gena motioned for her to come on. "I expect you to shave in the future, my Dear!" the lesbian husked as Norma stepped by, tits jumping. When Norma stopped with a quizzical expression, the lesbian reached out to run her fingers through the 'straight' woman's sex bush.
With a gasp, Norma knew exactly what she wanted. Could she shave that off?
"Of course!" she silently answered herself. "Brittany does!"
Then she remembered where Brittany had stayed the night yesterday. And remembered who she stayed the night with!
She looked at the smiling Gena like a mother facing her virginal, yet 'sex-eager' daughter's first 'real' boyfriend.
Gena caressed Norma's jutting, full ass as she directed her to a huge bed with blue satin sheets. She then gently pushed her down onto the bed, placing her in the middle, on her back, bare legs spread obscenely wide apart. Then, quickly and masterfully, Gena walked around to the other side of the bed, stripping herself while doing so, exposing her runway model quality lean and athletic body a bit at a time to the gawking, writhing female.
Norma couldn't take her eyes off of the leering, triumphant lesbian as she exposed her bronzed skin, those jutting, firm, large breasts, and the furry black thicket between her legs.
Like an dominating predator, like a Tiger or Lion in the morning, Gena stretched luxuriously once naked, showing off her tall, powerful, lean muscled body to her latest conquest.
Norma, wide eyed and panting, ran her eyes over the beautiful dusky skinned woman, gawking at her firmly pointed and broad based breasts, their maroon nipples pebble hard. She stared at her absolutely flat belly, her dramatic mound, her hairy pussy. She remembered how the slit hidden within that bush had tasted the last time she was here.
And now she is here again.
And again about to have sex with this mysterious and captivating woman!
Norma waited anxiously as Gena preened, her voluptuous, mature and very feminine body wantonly twisting and churning on the bed, her hands compulsively rubbing her drenched pussy with her palms frictioning her stiff clit frantically.
It was as if the enthralled woman was silently begging to be sucked or fucked into lesbian madness by the witch towering over her.
And, from long experience with…'lonely' and frustrated women, Gena knew Norma was.
Gena again walked around the bed to Norma's side. She strode up to the head of the bed and looked down at the woman, a glowing hungry smile on her beautifully angled, deep copper face. From the drawer next to the bed, not taking her eyes off of her writhing victim, she withdrew the dildo that Lara Croft had given her for the ceremony tonight.
The ceremony where she would deflower this woman's delicious daughter.
But she should…practice with it first, Gena thought, looking down at the sweaty, squirming mother beneath her.
She presented the faux phallus to her newest conquest.
Norma recognized, with eye widening alarm, that Gena had pulled a dildo from the headboard of the bed she laid on.
It was massive. Intimidatingly huge. Made from some kind of ivory-like material, it had to be seriously over a foot long from the base where a pair of massive fake balls were attached to the fist sized head, shaped just like a man's cockhead.
Only twice as big as her former husband's not small penis and glans!
Beer can thick, it had to be as wide as Gena's hand! For a brief moment Norma gaped at strange, indecipherable lettering painted on the side.
Then she looked up at the lesbian, who was putting on some kind of belt, with straps for her legs and an opening in the front. The look she gave Gena screamed: "You plan on putting…that…in me?!"
Gena grinned, having seen that look before, countless times before, with different women and girls and a different dildo. Only not with this particular dildo in her hands. A dildo from a demon, or god, strapped to her hips!
She understood Norma's concern, it was a savage looking, and sized, beast! "Do not be afraid, my Dear!" she reassured her victim. Swiftly and expertly manipulating the belt and the dildo inserted into it, Gena strapped the huge faux phallus around her hips while tightening the straps about her athletic thighs and waist so that the monster arched up like a big masculine fucking-machine, arching over the awed woman.
It curved upward slightly like a man's prick, except that the swollen, fist sized tip was completely hard and unyielding. Gena wrapped her hand around the brilliantly white, approaching baseball bat thick shaft, and Norma saw, not without some real trepidation, that the lesbian's not small hand barely could get halfway around it! Smiling broadly at the thoroughly intimidated woman in her bed, Gena ran her hand up and down the massive shaft, over and over, then ran her fingertips over the swollen head.
"You're going to like this, darling," she said in a husky whisper, cat eyes leering. "It is going to make you feel good all over, inside too. Especially inside, deep inside you! You will love it! I will make you love it!" Then she added to herself, "Just like Brittany will be loving it tonight!"
Norma gasped, intimidated at the sight of that huge fuck pole arching over her and pointing right between her eyes. But then she was still very turned on by the working over Gena gave her, the wild finger-fucking she had received in the living room, as well as the general…horniness she got apparently whenever she got around the lesbian. As the smirking Gena climbed onto the bed, climbed onto her to come closer to her while aiming the rigid, fat pole at her juicy, more than ready pussy, all of a sudden one emotion seized her. Suddenly all she wanted, all she ever wanted, was to be taken, mounted…fucked…by this woman, this lesbian, this dyke named Gena!
Norma, eyes fixed on that outrageous, huge prick strapped to Gena's hips, abruptly spread her knees even further.
Smoothly, inescapably, Gena climbed upon the panting, writhing, sweating housemother. Without hesitation the dyke pressed the huge head of the dildo against and into Norma's womanly slit, running the bulging head up and down her dripping, wide open pink gash, lubricating it with the Norma's own juices.
Norma gasped raggedly when the lesbian ground the rigid glans against her fully swollen clit.
Gena chuckled nastily at Norma's response. As she continued to chuckle she slipped the drenched head down to the woman's widely finger-spread fuck hole. She pressed down relentlessly into Norma…she pressed down murderously.
Norma held her breath, looking white and wide eyed over her wet, swollen udders, as the lesbian pushed the fist sized cockhead against her vainly resisting fuck hole.
With a loud, syrupy pop and a wild cry from Norma, the mushroom shaped head disappeared.
Disappeared into Norma.
Gena immediately climbed fully upon the panting, wincing woman, then thrust powerfully and mercilessly downward.
Effortlessly the huge thing slid into the Norma's belly, spreading apart the soft folds of her labia, stuffing the amply lubed, already distended fuck tube completely.
Norma could only impotently squeal up at the smirking dyke as she was thoroughly impaled.
"There, there," Gena panted, arching her back, raising her head to grind her hips, and the massive, beer can thick, woman breaking fake cock, down against and into the now receptive woman's belly. "All of it is inside you. Inside your delicious beautiful pussy."
Norma winced at Gena's raw crude words while she felt her lover continue to push the immense, solid sex machine right up inside her. She could only cry out as her pussy was widened, her belly glutted, and her womb displaced by Gena's irresistible fuck rod.
Norma gritted her teeth and unsuccessfully tried to repress a deep, warbling moan at the extraordinarily overpowering and alien pleasure of the pussy engorging sex-machine being driven into her surged through her. Never had she felt so filled, so penetrated!
How can she take so much…dick?
As Gena continued to grind down, continued to laugh at her pinned victim, Norma deeply, sincerely moaned, then uninhibitedly wailed. Her legs abruptly and spasmodically flew up into the air while her hands frantically grabbed the lesbian's jutting, firm tits.
The lesbian smirked as she pushed Norma's guts out of the way of her pole.
Norma looked down between their pressed together sweaty, swollen udders to stare, in shock, at her swollen belly. The irresistible fuck pole was outlined by her normally gently rounded abdomen, pushing her flesh upwards towards Gena's smooth, flat stomach. With that dildo bottomed out within her, she looked three months pregnant!
The dyke then began rotating her wide hips, creating a twisting, screwing motion in the nearly buried dildo that inflamed the rim and walls of Norma's swollen, stuffed fuck tube.
Devastating, fiery ecstasy exploded in her belly from the rotating head so far inside her. It overwhelmed her in a rapid, unstoppable rush of totally submissive lewd nirvana. Suddenly unable to suppress the lustful need for belly stuffing penetration, she looked up at her conqueror with a grotesque face of unrestrained erotic rapture. Nodding eagerly, Norma barked out uninhibitedly, "Yes, darling, it's so good! Don't stop! Shove it into me, ram it…please! Don't stop now! I need it…need you! Fuck, fuck, fuck me…"
In horror she listened to herself cry out.
She didn't use those kind of words!
She lifted her lower body up by resting on her lowered heels, so the lesbian possessing her could more directly slam the exquisite hardness of Gena's big sex-beam into Norma's heaving, sucking, spreading belly. At the same time, she felt Gena's greedy mouth come down on hers, their two pairs of lips forming a vacuum tight seal as their tongues intertwined, their bodies pressing wet and intimately against each other. Their rock hard nipples, under Gena's expert control and guidance, flicked against each other, sending electric-like fiery flashes of pure, unbridled, deliciously obscene electric near-pain signals into both women's sex possessed minds.
Furthermore, as the dyke applied the strap-on, with its glans relentlessly hard and heartbreakingly dimensioned, expertly moving the artificial penile beast firstly in a viciously deep in and out driving cycle within her mindlessly wailing victim only, secondly, to follow up with a slow, maddening maximally frictioning rotation way, way up the pinned woman's guts, dramatically spreading and liberally stimulating the steamy and shaking insides of Norma's creamy muff until her stuffed fuck tube became a raging convulsing pipe, lovingly sucking on the beast piercing her womanhood .
"Faster, faster," the woman huskily pleaded, her head tossing, eyes staring blankly ahead. "Move your big, beautiful…cock faster. Fuck me faster, darling!"
Looking down at the pinned housemother thrashing, humping and begging beneath her, Gena laughed in triumph, and not without a bit of derision, and pumped Norma furiously, pressing her sweaty body onto her victim's equally wet frame with all the mad abandon her strength and expertise could marshal.
For a long, physical moment the belly pounding lesbian's bed bounced while Norma's rhythmic grunts filled the room. Then, abruptly, the dyke stopped with just the dildo's head within the churning, wide spread vaginal opening of her partner.
"You want it? You want my huge cock?" Gena taunted, rotating the head slowly just inside Norma's sloppy, sucking hole. The lesbian laughed aloud at the expression of consummate frustration that came over Norma's flushed, sweaty face.
"Oh, yes. yes. ... please, don't stop." Norma rasped desperately, mindlessly pleading like a sex-starved animal. She threw her legs completely up over her head, pressing her knees into the sides of her sweaty, full breasts, presenting up her maximally spread and soaked snatch to her lesbian mistress. "Do me! Use me! PLEASE!"
"You love it, don't you, darling? You love me!" Gena laughed further while again increasing the deep pumping action. "You love every second of my fucking, don't you, my woman!"
"Yes…yes, please, keep fucking me! I want you! I need you! I love you!" Norma responded unashamedly.
"Don't worry, darling, you shall get every bit of my big, hard cock!" Gena asserted, slipping her arms behind Norma's knees so she could not lower her legs and, gripping her lover firmly by the shoulders, skillfully propped the woman's ankles upon her own shoulders. With an animalistic cry of triumph, the lesbian ripped through Norma's swollen belly and fleshy twat with the gigantic phallic shaft. As she mercilessly plowed the woman's sucking, sloppy, upturned fuck hole, Gena roared into Norma's tossing, sweaty face, "Is this what you want, My Woman?…You want it deep inside you?…Do you want to be my woman?…You want to be my bottom? (She silently added, 'like your daughter!')…Do you want all of my cock in you?"
Norma wailed in blissful submission, wriggling and rotating her upturned and big wet buns opposite to Gena's omnipotent and masterful thrusts. The huge fake balls on the bottom of the dildo smacked audibly against the upturned and full cheeks of Norma's ass as each of Gena's thrusts nearly buried the gigantic, fifteen inch long woman breaker into the woman's swollen, quivering belly.
"Cum, my Woman!' Gena howled into Norma's tossing, grimacing face, "Cum for me, woman! Cum for your mistress! I have you now!" The hard driving lesbian hesitated a count, then added, "Just like your daughter!"
Norma heard the mean comment from her…lover, and her mind, what there was still left functioning, hysterically screamed with motherly concern at the realization of all her fears about Brittany and this woman atop her. Gena had possessed her young, naive, innocent (she hoped!) little girl last night! Brittany was going to become another Gena! "Or me!" she added.
But it was way too late for her to actually do anything, even respond to Gena's bragging. For that matter, all of her anger, as well as other non-sexual emotions, were being kept at bay. The only thing that mattered was the bliss this wonderful woman was giving her.
Her body was quite split from her conscious mind, no matter how furious or terrified she became. All her body responded to was the torrid, vividly sexual pleasure concentrated on, working for, mind blanking orgasm.
It had been so long since she had been…fucked good and hard!
Until Gena, it had been ages since someone, anyone else had used a…cock to drive her to…cum!
What Gena was doing to her simply drove any other thought or desire, guilt or hesitation, besides blowing her head off in orgasm, out of her consciousness.
No longer able to either avoid or resist the incredibly powerful, mind crushing, and will overwhelming fuck drives of the dyke atop her, Norma again, and with no regret now, resumed the rising spiral toward fulfillment that had been interrupted on the couch. Her lack of choice also meant that she could slack her wild needs without guilt, without shame, taking as much pleasure as she could from the dominating female taking her, forcing her to enjoy her sexual defeat. With each powerful thrust, with each merciless ram from the arm thick rod, she helplessly climbed higher and higher, overwhelmed by the raw lewd pleasuring Gena was so expertly imposing upon and within her. The hard, wickedly wide shaft crushing her extended clit and spreading her underused prick housing tube with each powerful plunge of the exotic, bronzed, powerful beauty of her aggressive conqueror, the sheer raw, crude perversity of what had and was happening to her since she had walked (Every time she walked!) into this dyke's home, drove her irresistibly and involuntarily toward the searing peak she, nonetheless, so willingly, desperately now craved.
"Oh, darling, darling," she wailed, giving up completely the ghost of civility and feminine restraint, as wave after wave of scorching pleasure overcame her throbbing frame with each of Gena's savage, deep driving thrusts. Her body shook and her cunt glowed with the building white heat of raw, most primitive sexual satisfaction.
"Oh, God, Gena, I…I…can't…stop! Please! Fuck me!" Norma screamed, tearing at the lesbian's big, firm, cone shaped tits, toes curling alongside Gena's ears.
Gena screamed in turn, "Cum, NOW, bitch!" Then she buried her home wrecker into the heaving belly of her new bottom.
And watched with a triumphant grin Norma explode under her.
"Oh God! Grunt! Oh God! Grunt! Oh God! Grunt! Oh God! Grunt! Oh God! Grunt! Oh God!" Norma moronically belched out as she convulsed, twisted, and came, came, CAME under her dominate lesbian lover. Over and over, tossing sweat all over her top's bed, Norma let loose vigorously and thankfully. Jerking and howling, the woman came, over and over, in machine gun rapid orgasmic detonations.
Gena let her thrash in orgasmic bliss for a couple of minutes, smirking down on the convulsive woman, enjoying the wild thrashing and heaving of the clearly underused Housemother. And mother to that delightful sex-pot, Brittany!
Then, when she saw the woman's orgasm begin to dissipate, the dyke adeptly started stroking again.
Deep and hard.
"Ah . . . ah, yes . . ." Norma replied, looking up at Gena with a grateful smile.
Gena easily stroked Norma's orgasm back into full force. She continued to fuck the half mad woman, smoothly and powerfully stroking into and out of Norma's wide open belly. As if exercising, the dyke dragged Norma's orgasms out, forcing her to convulse over and over until her face was glowing red. Gena completely ignored the woman's breathless pleas to let her come down, to rest.
Norma's eyes bulged, her belly shook like jello, her thighs quivered alongside Gena's powerfully working, big tit chest. She could only lay under the lesbian, mindlessly screaming out Gena's name, moronically thrusting her wide hips and big butt up into the vicious thrusts of the all powerful woman fucking her.
Norma's hysterical screams shook Gena's walls.
Still Gena fucked her.
Later, much later, they held on to each other desperately, their hot sweaty bodies trembling, the dildo still stuffing Norma's dripping wet cunt, as Gena let Norma ride the tide of her declining orgasms.
Norma didn't know how long they lay together, Gena resting upon the quivering body of her victim, her breathing slowing. Finally, though, Gena rolled off the dripping wet woman, the dildo making a sloppy pop as it left Norma's belly. For more long moments they lay, side by side, panting and sweating.
Suddenly, once Norma's breathing had calmed enough to allow her mind to start functioning on a normal level, her eyes popped open and she sat up. Looking around her as if just recognizing where she was, she saw Gena next to her.
The bronzed, athletic Middle Eastern woman still had her eyes closed, a smile upon her face. Her wide hips and full, parted thighs revealed her still fully aroused pussy, with wet and red pussy lips extending far below her thick fur. Her clit still jutted out of the forest ominously. Her wet flat belly slowly rose and fell, as did her jutting, full, dark nippled boobs upon her sweaty chest.
"Oh my God! What had she done?!" Norma silently gasped. "I was going to end this…horrid lesbian affair and this woman–raped me!"
"You have got to get out of here…get away from that woman!" Norma's mind screamed.
Norma, naked and wet, slid down to the foot of the bed.
"Darling, do not go yet!" she heard the lesbian whisper huskily. Looking back she saw Gena looking at her over the lesbian's jutting tits. She shook the still strapped on dildo in her hand.
With a visible shudder the housemother saw that the dildo was still dripping.
With her own juices!
"I…I must…better go, now." Norma gasped, rising unsteadily to her feet, looking sheepishly at the floor.
Gena was leering at her wet nakedness.
Still hungrily.
"I…I…thank…go" Norma mumbled, making for the open bedroom door.
"Do not go, darling," Gena called to her from the bedroom as the naked, voluptuous woman quickly, and desperately, gathered her clothes that were scattered over the living room floor.
Norma found her skirt and, realizing that her flimsy pink panties wouldn't help her now, put it on without underwear. That made her feel somewhat better. But then, she needed to cover herself more completely, especially her big, pear shaped suck sacks. But, before she could put on her blouse, she had to find her bra.
Where was it? she thought. Then she heard Gena's bed springs as she rose.
In a sudden panic she threw her blouse on. Even though her sexy, large boobs jiggled and thrust out from under her nearly transparent blouse, she felt better when she saw, out the corner of her eye, Gena enter the room.
Norma turned to face the lesbian, and then hissed.
Gena was still naked, her jutting tits imposing, her powerful thighs and wide hips enticing in spite of the sexing Norma had just went through.
But Gena was not totally naked.
She still had the dildo strapped on!
"No!" Norma gasped, backing away from Gena.
Gena, smiling knowingly, stepped forward quickly, making the jutting cock swing back and forth before her.
Then Norma's full ass bumped into Gena's couch.
And Gena stepped up to the terrified woman.
"Baby," Gena said silkily, cupping Norma's bra-less jugs through her blouse, then bringing her face closer to the terrified woman. "You do not want to go yet. You need more of me! Don't you?"
"No!" Norma was able to bark out before Gena's lips captured her own.
A deep, penetrating lesbian kiss followed that sucked Norma's resistance out of her and left her thighs quivering and her heaving udders burning in the lesbian's well educated hands.
"Please…!" She gasped when the kiss broke.
"Don't beg for it, darling! I will take care of you!"
Norma stood there, quivering and panting, and watched white eyed as the lesbian lifted her skirt.
"Darling, you must stay longer," Gena whispered, stroking Norma's bare thighs with her awful sharp fingertips.
Then Gena crushed Norma with another devastating lesbian enslavement kiss. As Gena's tongue impossibly slid down Norma's throat, she felt Gena lift the back of her skirt and dominately sink her claws into the housemother's full, big asscheeks.
Norma nearly collapsed when Gena broke their kiss. Panting, nipples showing blatantly through her blouse, her bare ass against the couch, Norma could only stare helplessly into Gena's eyes.
Then Gena reached under the front of Norma's raised skirt. The woman shuddered once again when Gena's long fingernails walked through her own mound covering fur.
"You will shave this off, won't you my dear?" Gena husked. "I like all my women to be–how you say it? Bald? I so like to see your bare pussy lips hanging in my face!"
Norma winced, gasped, then tried to push the lesbian's strong arm from under her skirt when Gena expertly found the woman's still stiff clit. Norma's knees nearly buckled from the sudden, intense, almost painful pleasure those fingers created.
"Why am I still so…hot?!" Norma screamed at herself.
"No!" Norma gasped as Gena removed her hand.
Gena just smiled, and pointed at the back of the couch. "Assume the position!" she arrogantly ordered.
Norma shook her head, but the lesbian was already turning her around by the shoulders, facing her towards the back of the couch. Norma gasped when she felt the stiff, heavy, powerful dildo goose her deep cleft ass.
With no nonsense strength, Gena pushed on Norma's shoulders and the woman, still futilely resisting, bent over the back of the couch.
Gena nonchalantly flipped Norma's skirt up over her back, leaving the woman's big, broad, full and white ass tilted up at the leering, all conquering lesbian.
"No!" Norma screamed again when Gena planted the fist sized cockhead deep into Norma's asscrack.
Up and down Gena ran the swollen head, again lubricating it thoroughly with Norma's renewed lube. "You will shave, won't you darling?"
"No," Norma defiantly retorted. But her big, round butt was already rotating in response to Gena's probing.
Then Gena found Norma's cunt. "You should want to be bald down there, my Woman! After all, your daughter does!" The lesbian thrust just as Norma began to protest for her daughter.
With an audible slurp, followed by a shriek, the glans of the dildo disappeared into Brittany's mother's guts. Immediately the dyke rose on her toes and drove the rest of the fuck pole into Norma's upturned ass.
Norma wailed through the entire plunge. When the head smashed into Norma's cervix, with devastating force, the housemother grunted, then came.
Ass bobbing up and down, hips driving back and forth, Norma came and came, helplessly.
Gena, hands on her hips, stood there with a broad grin watching the orgasming female bounce on her 'cock.' "Yea, take it, woman!" she yelled, slapping Norma's big asscheeks. "Fuck my cock!"
Norma shook her head, clawed at Gena's couch, but she couldn't stop her frantic humping. Her ass was on automatic, thrusting maniacally back to drive that divine cock right into her cervix, making stars flash behind her eyes.
It felt so good!
Gena started to thrust herself, driving ever more powerfully into the woman's again stuffed, drooling pussy.
Norma could only scream hysterically in bliss.
And cum for her new lover and mistress.

Gena and Norma finished their goodbye kiss in Gena's open doorway. Norma was much more…enthused about this kiss than she had been when she had arrived! While it may not have been love, there was affection, as well as clear rejuvenation on Norma's face when she turned and stepped through the doorway onto the porch.
She felt like a new woman.
One that no longer wore underwear!
Just like her daughter, Brittany!
Absinthe stood behind the door to the basement steps, where she had voyeuristically watched Gena arouse, seduce, and crush Norma's prior sexual orientation. It had been grand watching an expert reduce the stacked Human cow to a quivering and begging neophyte lesbian.
It had been a remarkable lesbian achievement. Now it was Gena's turn!
Absinthe stepped out from behind the door, her 'weapon' fully extended and swollen, her Aura at its maximum intensity, as Gena, dressed in her open, blue robe, closed the front door behind a near staggering, but smiling, Norma. When the Witch turned around, the first thing she saw was the seven foot tall Succubus, Absinthe, advancing upon her.
Gena gasped when the Succubus, entirely too close to her, powered up her Aura to envelope the Human in paralyzing, submission generating lust. Staring up at that beautiful, angular face, the Human shuddered.
Their was no mercy on that face!
Then, abruptly Gena's eyes travelled down and over the demon's magnificent and awesomely arousing body, her panting obvious now.
Absinthe had the figure of the Goddess of Sex, the face of a Hollywood starlet, and, now, the grinning leer of a stereotypical rapist. And she was less than four feet from her!
"Y…You…your out!" Gena croaked through a suddenly desert dry throat.
In the sexiest, most nerve arousing and mind penetrating voice Gena had ever heard, (And she had heard allot of seductive and seducing voices in her time!), Absinthe replied, "Obviously! Did you think you could keep me jailed forever? And remember our little agreement? I do! Just as soon as I get free…if I recall! I watched your little seduction of that Human cow, my Dear! Put me in the mood for some 'in and out' myself!" And the Succubus stroked her clit like it was a cock she was jacking off.
Gena's eyes widened, and not entirely in fear, when her vision dropped to that arching 'phallus'. "N…no! Not that! T…The agreement was without t…t…that!" she gasped out again while pointing at the intimidating sex weapon. In spite of her words, though, just looking at that long, fat prick-like pole made her belly jump and quiver with desire. She recalled how Norma had not 'returned the favor' and she, Gena, was still unfulfilled. There was remaining in her a distinct urge for penetration.
To be monstrously penetrated.
She knew the craving was mostly the work of the Succubus' Aura, planting those thoughts, those feelings in her. But part of it, she had to admit to herself, was her own need for…sexual satisfaction. Regardless of the source, however, she fought furiously against the effects of Absinthe's Aura.
But, with the Succubus so close, its Aura was so strong now!
The Succubus continued to jack her eighteen inch clit. "You were not fulfilled with that woman. I can tell! You must be so…in need of full-fill-ment!" She dragged out the last word as she took another step towards the sweating Witch, the inner parts of her tits, exposed through her open gown, were already shiny.
Gena's hands were fists alongside her hips. "No! I will not…not with penetration…not with t…t…that!" she nodded at that intimidating, and increasingly fascinating, jumping clit of the Succubus.
She well knew that the Succubus couldn't…force her to have sex. She knew that, ultimately, Human females were physically stronger than any Succubus, even when they were seven feet tall and looked nearly 300 pounds. That is, 'physically'. But Succubii didn't use physical coercion. "She couldn't rape me," she reassured her fevered mind.
Succubii can only seduce, not rape.
Suddenly Absinthe, towering over the sweaty, quivering Human, dropped her leer and smirk and almost looked like she was pouting! Then her clit rapidly shrunk back to its 'normal' size of two inches long. "Well, a deal was a deal!" the apparent downhearted Succubus said.
Relief showed on the Witch's face even thought the wicked arousal continued.
Then the Succubus looked hopefully at Gena. "I suspect, and hope, you are ready for some girl-girl action, right? I am somewhat…horny after watching you two go at it!" A somewhat softer leer came across Absinthe's face.
With the relaxation of her fear of attack Gena realized that the Succubus had been right. She had gotten very little physical pleasure of her own from Norma this time. "I should have sat on her face before she left!" she told herself. Then she added, "But watch out. Succubii are always horny!"
Then she looked over the delicious…absolutely gorgeous creature standing before and over her. 'Girl-girl' indeed! Gena well knew that 'Succubus-girl' action was almost always one sided.
But she had read where, if you were careful, it could be wonderful for a Human.
Potentially enslaving, of course.
But wonderful nonetheless!
She just had to keep her head!
Not an easy task when you're in bed with a female Demon!
But that damned Demoness was right! She was in great, real need of getting her head blown off by a good ol' fashioned, brain frying, body exhausting, religion changing orgasm! And in spite of the fact that Succubii, when with Human females, are almost always tops and that she had had very little experience as a bottom, she really didn't want to use her hand this time to get satisfaction!
Gena nodded, eager but fatalistically.
With a widening, but friendly, grin, Absinthe stepped right up to the Human. Gena momentarily shuddered as the effects of the Aura jumped from the Succubus' closeness.
Then she saw Absinthe's Aura quiet a bit.
"Don't want you cuming too soon, do we?" The Succubus softly and intimately said, bending over.
"Speak for yourself!" Gena told herself as she stared at the luscious lips of the Succubus descending upon hers.
The kiss was the sweetest, most loving and experienced and…perfect Gena had ever experienced. It was like a first 'sweet 16' kiss multiplied by a hundred…no…a thousand times! She popped up on her tip toes like a schoolgirl as Absinthe coolly slipped the open blue robe off the Human's shoulders, then calmly wrapped her long left hand around the back of Gena's head. She held Gena's head tighter to her, bringing their lips even more compactly together.
When the Succubus' right hand gripped the now naked Gena's not flat nor small left bun, digging her long claws into the firm muscle, Gena, fearing being overwhelmed, hastily and noisily broke the kiss and tried to step back.
She only got half a step before that ass grabbing hand stopped her.
Looking defensively up at the luscious demon's face, Gena reached behind her with her left hand and pulled Absinthe's butt grabbing hand off her.
The Succubus immediately complied.
Gena thought how delicious that face looked!
"Sorry!" the Succubus husked, appearing aroused herself. Her voice also sounded sincere, "Didn't want to frighten you. But I've wanted to…be with you since I first saw you! Now, come, I want to suck you off! And don't you want to…reciprocate?"
Involuntarily Gena looked down, between the Succubus' firm and full thighs. Absinthe's sex meat, short and wrinkled, was vividly passion pink and glistening with her dew. Gena's mouth was suddenly filled with saliva.
When she looked back up, the Succubus was smiling down on her oh-so-sweetly. "Come! I've wanted to get you into my mouth for ages! Let me show you what real woman love can be! I promise you won't be disappointed! Ok?"
Absinthe's hand was back on her jutting asscheeks, only this time not possessively. Gently, softly, the hand was roaming all over her butt, making her gluteal muscles contract and quiver.
It felt wonderful!
Again Gena looked up at those cat eyes and this time, in a clearly daze, she nodded.
Absinthe's hands left her butt and head. Then Gena felt an arm behind her knees and another around her back. With a sudden giddy feeling Gena was hoisted up into the Succubus' arms.
The demon had lifted her as if she weighed nothing!
For a brief moment she felt fear…raw near panic as Absinthe looked down on her face, now only a foot away. Then the Succubus bent her head again and captured Gena's lips again with her own.
This kiss was not sweet, nor tender, but passionate and powerful. Absinthe held the Human up to her face, permitting no squirming or other resistance. She completely seized Gena's attention with that devastating kiss.
When she turned around and began striding towards Gena's bedroom while maintaining the utterly distracting kiss, the Witch didn't even notice.
The kiss was that good.
After two long, forceful strides of the Succubus, Gena began gagging at Absinthe's feet long tongue began probing the Human's throat. Still Gena wouldn't…couldn't break the kiss.
Absinthe would break the kiss…when she was ready.
As soon as the kiss was broken by the Succubus, and once her dreamily closed eyes opened, the Human realized she was still being carried by the Demoness. From Absinthe's arms a dazed Gena turned her head and saw that they were standing next to her own bed in her own bedroom! She had no recollection of getting there.
Carefully the Succubus lowered her to the bed, placing her right on the wet spot made by Norma earlier when. just minutes before, Gena had fucked her so thoroughly and competently.
Absinthe then climbed into the bed alongside her.
The Succubus covered the entire side of the bed, from the most distant foot to the headboard. Absinthe pressed her lush body right up against Gena's, leaving most of the big bed empty.
Gena looked into the Succubus' hypnotizing eyes, her own eyes wide in near terror. The demon was almost on top of her!
Absinthe smiled as sweetly and non-threatening as a Succubus could. Then she laid her left hand upon Gena's belly.
Gena hissed when that hot hand rested upon her just below her navel. Her belly immediately began jumping as wicked pleasure swept through it. Then the demon began to stroke her claw-like fingernails over and around the Witch's abdomen: gently, slowly, repetitively.
Absinthe had Gena writhing in seconds. The Human gasped and then whined humiliatingly as the demon relentlessly worked her hand down to Gena's hairy mound. After a moment of stroking back and forth over the mound, Absinthe kissed Gena's cheek and said, "Look down!"
Gena gawked between her jutting, swollen tits to see her mound was now bald!
Absinthe continued to stroke. "I like my…women to be bald there too!" Then she sent her claws down further, to the inside of Gena's thighs.
Gena hissed when the demon stroked down, then up, her right thigh. When Absinthe did the same to the inner part of her left thigh, the two thighs parted. The Succubus continued, expertly stroking living fire into the Witch by stroking, alternately, Gena's inner right thigh, then her left.
In no time at all Gena was wide open to the Succubus, and Absinthe was stroking the innermost, and most intimate, parts of the Human's thighs.
Gena gnawed on her lower lip as her thighs quivered under Absinthe's assault. It was outrageous, she had never been 'worked up' so quickly or completely by any of her other numerous lovers. The Succubus was rapidly overwhelming her!
She could have closed her thighs at any time. It was just that she didn't want to…
She could feel the congestion within her sex, her labia swollen and flaming red. Her clit stuck up in furious little erection, her stony nipples ached. Her sweaty belly was heaving as her toes clenched tetanically. Wicked jolts of pure need surged through her, offering relief to her only with wild, convulsing orgasm.
She wanted to scream at the Succubus to end it, to reach in and claim her pussy and soul!
Absinthe just kept her smile, and kept torturing Gena. Her fingertips now stroked not only the innermost sides of the Human's thighs, but now around Gena's congested twat and over her bald mound.
Anywhere but into the drooling slit where Gena so much wanted to be handled.
Gena could feel her juices running down her asscrack as she openly writhed before the terminally patient Succubus.
Finally, "Please!" Gena gasped up at the now smirking Absinthe.
"'Please' what, my Dear?" the Succubus smoothly replied. Her fingertips were now circling Gena's soaked and swollen pussy.
"Don't tease me!" Gena gasped back. "Its torture! I can't stand it any more! Please!" She waited a long count, staring up at the over-towering Succubus playing her and playing with her. Then, with a near bark, she cried, "Take me! Please!"
"Are you sure, Witch?"
Nodding vigorously, Gena barked back, "Yes! I'll do whatever you want! Just make me cum!"
"Will you complete the uniting spell? The spell to connect Hell to this Plane?" the Succubus insisted. She gently, smoothly ran the pads of her fingers over where Gena's throbbing clit poked through her soaked and swollen labia.
Gena's hips went through a series of short, quick jerks as lightning-like jolts of sexual energy shot violently through her. But it didn't interfere with her debasing pleading, "Yes! I will! I promise! Just please make me cum! PLEASE!"
"In that case…" Absinthe replied, her face again closing on Gena's. Possessively the Succubus seized Gena's mouth with her own. It was the most dominating kiss of the three, and the most pleasurable. She tried to suck Gena's soul out of her with that kiss.
Once the kiss was established, Absinthe sent her tormenting hand over Gena's bald mound and directly into her twat. Gena's pussy burst open for the Succubus' fingers like rotten fruit, spilling all the collected juices of the Witch over her compressed buns and into the mattress.
The Human willingly and eagerly threw her thighs wide apart.
But it quickly became apparent to Gena that the Succubus was deliberately not letting her cum! Those potentially dominating fingers were leaving her clit alone. There were not even penetrating her!
When the kiss broke, Gena looked up at the Succubus, plea on her face. "Cum! You promised me to make me cum! Please! You promised!"
Absinthe almost laughed. "But I didn't say when!" Then she rolled the pad of her middle finger around Gena's clit playfully.
"AAAH!" screeched the Witch, heaving her hips off the now soaked mattress as orgasm approached.
Then Absinthe pulled her hand away and placed it on Gena's heaving belly. With omnipotent strength she pushed Gena's hips back down until her wet buttocks were pressing into her wet mattress again.
"Remember, you give to receive!" Absinthe smiled. "I'll give you what you want if you do the same for me!" Then she rolled off the edge of the bed and stood up.
Wide eyed, the shaking, sweaty Gena watched intently her every move. When Absinthe showed Gena her magnificent bubblebutt, Gena licked her lips. Suddenly she wanted to run her tongue up and down that crack!
Then Absinthe lifted her right leg and swung her thigh completely over the staring Human's head. When the Succubus' left knee came down off Gena's left shoulder, the Witch suddenly smiled.
When the Succubus lowered her hips directly atop Gena's face, the Witch's smile became a shit-eating grin.
Nothing had ever appeared more lovely to her than Absinthe's wet pink pussy being lowered over Gena's face!
And Absinthe squatted right down on Gena's face, her cunt covering the woman's lower face, Gena's nose slipping into asscrack, her forehead disappearing into divine and bottomless butt crease. Then the Succubus began riding Gena's face, humping her genitals in short, quick jerks up and down an ecstatic Gena's now drenched and enwrapped face. She ground her clit upon the Witch's chin, and ran her pink anus over Gena's nose.
And Gena stuck out her tongue to lick every bit of Absinthe it could reach.
Absinthe closed her eyes and smiled in genuine pleasure as the Human eagerly lapped her labia and tongue-fucked her opening. Then her eyes fixed on Gena's pussy, completely exposed by the woman's wide spread thighs.
"Don't forget to suck my button, my Dear!" Absinthe said as she lowered her upper trunk till her elbows where supporting the Human's hips squirming on the mattress. "You get me off and I'll get you off, remember?" Then she sighed, "Ah, yes!" when Gena immediately complied, sucking strongly on her two inches of feminine prick.
Eyes fixed again on Gena's soaked twat, the Succubus slipped her hands under the woman's hips, gripped her buttocks firmly with her claws, then raised the Witch's hips upwards to her smirking face. A few inches short of her face, the Succubus stopped, leering at Gena's pussy, wide open and upwardly presented to her. Then she opened her mouth and out slid her two foot long, three inch wide, blood red tongue.
Without warning she drove over a foot of that tongue, in one soul robbing thrust, right into Gena's hardly used vaginal opening!
Gena's scream was most effectively smothered by Absinthe's face covering slit and asscrack.
Not hesitating, the Demon started sawing a solid fifteen inches of muscular prehensile tongue rapidly into and out of Gena's feminine guts. The tongue twisted and bent as it powerfully slid into and out of the Human's fuck tube, distorting the womanly passage as it did so and dramatically bottoming out against Gena's womb with every masterful drive. Flicking the tip of the invading lingus back and forth over it, Absinthe tasted Gena's cervix.
Human's tasted so good when they were impaled on will crushing Succubus tongue!
Gena, no helping it, moaned long and loud into the Succubus' delicious pink slit when that tongue found her 'spot' just above her cervix. Her thighs began shaking and her seized asscheeks flexed powerfully in the Succubus' grasp. In response, that tongue pressed harder against the walls of her fuck tube, physically moving and distorting her passage. For the first time in her life Gena felt her belly bulge and swell from something driving up her womanhood.
All she could think…feel at that moment, with her face enwrapped by delicious demonic cunt and bubblebutt ass, was it was so…good to be stuffed with that squirming, driving tongue! Whimpering and whining in building, exquisite tongue fucked bliss with that wondrous lingus powerfully and noisily surging in and out of her, she felt her first orgasm rushing up from her maximally violated pussy, overwhelming any reticence she still had towards letting the Succubus upon her. At that moment she didn't mind being the bottom to the over-towering and compelling Absinthe.
The warnings her mind screamed at her were completely ignored, now.
The Succubus expertly, dominately, relentlessly tongue fucked the Witch into her first screaming, thrashing orgasm of the day.
No one in that room could have heard any of Gena's nearly hysterical screams. They would have only heard the sloppy, sucking sounds of demonic tongue reaming out Human pussy. Gena's screams of wild orgasm were fully suppressed by the Succubus' face sitting. Anyone watching would have seen only arms and legs jerking and kicking from under a supernaturally attractive and erotic being completely covering the Human with her towering frame. All of the woman's energetic struggles as wicked stuffed belly orgasm ripped through her where totally restrained by Absinthe's magnificent and lush, seven foot tall body.
All Gena could do was cum.
Gena had no idea how long she lay there, completely draped by lush Succubus body, thrashing impotently in crippling orgasm, frantically licking the pussy wrapped around the bottom half of her drenched face. She knew that Absinthe, too, was getting off from her own tongue work for, periodically, the Succubus would shudder and drench her face with another gush of delicious female lube.
And it was truly delicious to the overwhelmed lesbian. Like ambrosia to the gods.
It was only some indeterminate time after Absinthe first sat on her face that those hips abruptly lifted off of Gena's pussy juice soaked face.
"No!" the lesbian gasped as she watched those hips rise and move off to her right. With bleary eyes she looked down, between her jutting, swollen tits with those inch long, rock hard nipples to see Absinthe, crawling around her to settle between her widely spread thighs, extract her pussy buried tongue from her.
It exited with the nastiest sucking slurp.
"No! Don't stop! Please don't stop!" she whined as the grinning Succubus raised her head above her openly displayed hips.
"Do not worry, little one!" Absinthe said in deep feminine voice that went for growling in Succubii. "I am far from finished with you!"
Under normal circumstances, with her face not drenched with Succubus pussy juice and her vagina not now pulsing in stretched out arousal, Gena would have been alarmed, frightened even, by the Succubus' words. Now, however, all she did was smile broadly as Absinthe rose and began climbing upon her, all too much like a man would, from between her still wide spread thighs.
Then Gena looked down and saw the…huge…phallus extending out of Absinthe's wide hips and now hovering in steely erection right over her upturned pussy!
Gena lost her smile. "You promised!" was all she could gasp.
Absinthe's smile broadened. "I did?" she replied, looking down at her massive clit. "Well, sorry about that! But you, a Witch, should know better than trust a Denizen of the Dark Regions! But you don't worry for in about a minute you'll not be worrying at all about our agreement!"
The Succubus dropped her hips and pressed the hot, wet shaft of her extended pink clit right down upon Gena's newly bald, completely exposed twat. Then she thrust forward, slowly, and dragged that prick-like pole over her pussy, especially over Gena's stiff little clit.
With the first bit of clit that rubbed over her own, Gena hissed loudly. But, by the time the eighteen inches of demonic faux dick had reached halfway, she was slack jawed and could no longer repress her moans, "OOOOOOOHHHH!"
When Absinthe reversed her hips and slid her clit back, grinding it down upon Gena's red raw button while doing so, the Human, grimacing fiercely, turned her head away from the grinning beast atop her while her hands furiously gripped the mattress on each side of her.
When the Succubus finished pulling her hips back her clit tip slid down between Gena's floppy labia. For a count the tip slid up and down through the Human's soaked and enflamed slit, making Gena shudder and gasp. Then, seemingly naturally, the broad tip settled in the now tongue spread, gaping opening to her feminine guts.
"No!" a wide eyed Gena squealed like a schoolgirl with her first cock pressing in between her thighs, demanding entrance to her virginal charms.
The Succubus smirked, then simply brought her clit back up atop Gena's and thrust, slowly and heavily, again.
"OOOOOOO!" Gena went, her lips pursing, her head tilting back, as fiery pleasure seized her. One complete sixteen inch thrust forward, then back, and Gena moaned sweetly through the entire cycle.
When that potently broad clit tip pressed again into her drooling womanly opening, all Gena could do, her throat dry and nearly closed off, was shake her head frantically.
So Absinthe did it again. Sixteen inches of hot, swollen, steel hard shaft sliding forward, grinding upon Gena's clit the entire way, then sixteen inches back. And Gena moaned loudly and sincerely the entire time, her grimacing face turned away from the smirking Succubus the entire time.
When that clit again settled into her sloppy entrance to her belly, all Gena could do was moan.
Absinthe chuckled down at the defeated Human. "Human's are so weak!" she cackled…
Then she thrust.
Gena's vaginal defense gave way instantly, bringing her head around to face the smirking Succubus. And when Absinthe didn't hesitate, but immediately continued to drive all of her monstrously swollen clit (or at least all that would fit) into Gena's guts, the Human gaped up at the over-towering Demoness, wide eyes bulging and teeth clenched as her pussy was stretched open farther than she thought possible.
And when that demonic cock smashed into Gena's cervix to grind down, moving her womb farther up her belly, those bulging eyes rolled up into her skull and her jaw limply dropped.
Instantly Gena exploded under the smug Succubus, convulsing powerfully, almost doubling over with each orgasmic pulse. And with each convulsion, Gena grunted like a pig…"Grunt! Grunt! Grunt! Grunt! Grunt! Grunt!"
"How's it feel now, Human!" Absinthe roared in consummate pride. "I'll show you what you get when you try to lock up a Succubus!"
With a derisive chuckle, the omnipotent Succubus started a powerful fuck stroke, smashing into Gena's womb with each overwhelming, fierce thrust, and enjoying immensely the sucking of the Human's stuffed fuck tube on each withdrawal.
She had almost forgotten how much…fun…it was being the fucker instead of a Succubus' usual fuckee.
Over and over she pounded into the convulsing Witch's guts, effortlessly maintaining her victim's mind blanking orgasms. Smoothly, expertly, especially for a creature that was, essentially, a metaphysical bottom to most Demons, Absinthe crushed Gena's will with an endless series of mind bending machinegun orgasms.
For a good thirty minutes the Succubus fucked, dominated, triumphed over the helpless Human. Without the least strain Absinthe pounded away without any indication of fatigue, smoothly stroking Gena into a sweaty, hoarse, mindless wreck. Afterward the Witch would remember only one thing during her blissful incident…massive, blinding orgasm.
Absinthe, after just over a half hour of magnificent sexual conquest and revenge, abruptly stopped, pulling out of the still vigorously honking Human.
Gena, sweating, convulsing, grunting, fucked air for a good half a minute further before she regained some sort of consciousness. Then she collapsed upon her back, panting rapidly and deeply. After a further minute or so, she started whining, whining from the sudden emptiness in her distended guts.
When she could open her eyes, she looked up at the grinning Succubus arched potently over her. She pressed her hands down on her belly below her navel, feeling her formerly stuffed guts jump and quiver.
"That was…fun, wasn't it?" Absinthe chuckled down at Gena. "Want some more?"
Gena's eyes dropped to between her tits, where the Beast's still monstrous and rigid clit arched far out over her belly. Then she looked up at the Succubus.
She hadn't felt the least bit of pain with the Succubus' superhuman fucking of her! She should have killed her, rent her guts and stopped her heart with such a huge phallus let loose inside her!
There was something to be said about this Succubus and her Aura!
But that Aura was still going, and the Succubus was as close to her as was possible, so, no sooner had the Succubus pulled out of her, than she began heating up again. Within minutes she was as hot and ready as she had been before this had started!
"M…more!" she gasped up at Absinthe.
Absinthe's smile broadened. "Good! I knew you were a party girl!" Then the Succubus seized Gena by her shoulders and rolled her over onto her belly.
"Wha?" gasped the Human as be obediently rolled over.
Then the Succubus lifted her hips with one hand and shoved a pillow under them with the other. When her hips were lowered, her ass stayed up, pointing up towards the ceiling.
Gena immediately recognized Absinthe's intent…"No! You can't do that! You'll kill me!" In a panic Gena raised herself up on her arms.
Absinthe planted a hand between her shoulderblades and, with remarkable strength, pushed her back down. Then she leaned in alongside Gena's right ear.
"You shouldn't have locked me up, Bitch!"
Gena whined "No!" when she felt the hot, firm and slick tip of Absinthe's huge clit slide up and down the Human's pussy juice drenched asscrack. Her hips squirmed and jerked, but to no avail.
The broad tip of the Succubus' clit slipped into the Witch's tight anus…
"No!" Gena continued to whine, clutching the mattress with desperate hands.
Absinthe kissed Gena's right ear. "I told you I'd get even, Bitch! Don't worry, it will feel wonderful! I'll make it so!"
Raising up on her own arms, Absinthe glared down at Gena's buttocks, split by her giant clit. "Well," she chuckled, "looks like I'm going to get a virgin hole after-all!"
Then she stroked in.
Gena's anal sphincter gave way almost immediately. All Gena could do was grip her pillowcase with her teeth and scream through her nose. She tore at the mattress as the brutal violation continued.
But the Succubus was right about one thing, no pain. Gena had expected horrible, torturous pain from the violation. It was true that the stretching of her anal pore was incredible and should have been horrendous.
But it wasn't. In fact a sort of thrill surged through the Human as the violation continued.
The stuffing of her bowels became intense, but they only generated a not unpleasant feeling of fullness far, far inside her.
When Absinthe finished stuffing every inch of her eighteen inches into the squirming woman's butt, she sighed in absolute pleasure. She reached under Gena and filled her hands with her nice, just over a 'handful' of tits. Holding the Human by her boobs, the Demoness began pumping her hips, up and down, over Gena's split meatloaves, stroking her phallic clit in sixteen inch strokes, nearly all the way out of Gena only to ram every inch Absinthe had furiously back into that tight, sucking nether guts of the Witch.
After three full strokes both of them were cuming.
"AAAAHHH!" went the Succubus as Gena's convulsing bowels sucked the Demoness' giant clit off.
"OHHHHHH!" moaned the overwhelmed Witch as that clit rotated and flexed way, way up her tail. Gena's eyes rolled up, her hands tore her mattress to shreds, and her jaw dropped, her tongue extended, and she began drooling all over her pillow.
Her first (of many) anal orgasms roared through her, obliterating everything else in her world.
When Absinthe took up her furious, belly distending deep fuck strokes again, Gena's hysterical screams of life threatening orgasm would shake the windows.
For as long as Absinthe wanted…

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