Csala

She came down from her ecstatic high, out of breath and sweating. She looked to her lover who was smiling at her. He seemed more beautiful now as if she was seeing him with new eyes. She wanted to cuddle, to hold him close. But she could smell his arousal, and see the straining bulge and tightness between his legs. She’d had no small joy from working this member of his before and it seemed it needed the release. But it looked bigger. How was that possible? She gulped.

Well…

Csala smiled back at Jerome and got up on all fours. She crawled her way to him swaying her hips from side to side. It was a good thing Jerome wasn’t entranced with her like other men were. It would have made pleasuring him not worth it. This way he could appreciate her efforts better.

Jerome turned to lie on his back as she approached him, waiting for her to do what she wanted. She climbed on top of him and took her time to comb her fingers through his hair.

“You know you need to cut your hair, right? It’s too long,” she said.

He hummed, enjoying the attention she lavished on his scalp and hair. He kissed her breasts and chased after her nipples. Her jiggling enormous lumps seemed to dance around his lips, nipples evading them. She giggled and leaned forward, allowing him to capture her nipple with his lips. Jerome was greedy. He squeezed both breasts together so he could take both her nipples into his mouth. The sight aroused her, causing her to moan in pleasure. He started grinding against her nether lips wrecking havoc to her senses.

Soon his assault became too much to bear. Her breasts were very sensitive and her lips were quivering against his rock hard cock. She began trailing kisses from his hair down to his jaw, imitating him, and forcing him to let go of her nipples. His cock twitched and bobbed against her stomach. Her breast bounced on to chest and her hardened nipples scraped his, the moisture from his saliva adding to the pleasure. She moaned. She found she had no idea what he liked and felt a bit hesitant. She felt she might not be able to reciprocate what Jerome had done.

Jerome seemed to notice this. He smiled at her and said, “Just relax, Csala. This is what intimacy is like…you ‘learn’ your partner as you go.”

Csala leaned into him, caressing his broad shoulders and pectoral muscles. He was so big and manly. Virile, with the sexual intensity of the beastkin, yet with the sensuality of an incubus. She took his words to heart and decided to ‘learn’ him. Her hands became bolder as some part of her senses seemed to awaken. Somehow her hands became more sensitive. Her whole body became more sensitive. Jerome groaned lustfully from her ministrations. He grabbed the sheets beneath him and his muscles bulged.

He liked it.

Csala used her lips next. She kissed her way down to his strong abdomen taking her time just above his straining member. His dick twitched and strained toward her but she ignored it and gave him a knowing smile.

“Seriously, you don’t have to be that thorough,” he said with a strained voice.

Csala shushed him, continuing her kisses. When she finally came back to his cock, Jerome was red all over and threatening to burst with his load. She looked at the penis in front of her face twitching as it curved itself upward, toward its owner. It slapped her face and the smell of it caused her to shiver in pleasure. Up close, it was larger than she had thought it was. She wasn’t sure it was going to fit into her mouth. But her body urged her to take it all in, all at once. She was hungry for it.

With a great gulp of air, she took him into her mouth and buried him deep inside her throat. Her lips reached his base in an instant. Thankfully, he was as bare of pubic hair as she was. With control that was born out of instinct, Csala bobbed her head up and down on him, taking him deep down her throat. She looked up to find Jerome groaning in lust. He had bunched the sheets in his hands before but now his hands were in her hair, pulling her down on his member.

“You have no gag reflexes?” he said… or asked. She wasn’t sure. All of her concentration was on pleasuring his cock.

Csala went faster, causing Jerome to lift himself off the bedding and ram his cock into her mouth. She should tell him to stop, that he’d hurt her. Yet she felt no pain. It felt right. She wanted more of it. His cock woke up nerves along the walls of her throat she didn’t know she had before. It brought her no small amount of pleasure. Before long, she sensed the incoming burst of vitality from Jerome.

Csala contracted her throat muscles around Jerome’s dick — something she never knew she could do, pulling on it and forcing him to cum. His dick swelled all of a sudden, tightening her throat muscles. Her inner jaw rose from her chest and she felt it wrap around the head of Jerome’s cock.

Jerome roared. He gripped her head and started face-fucking her with reckless abandon. She worked her jaw, urging him to climax but wishing this could continue. For some reason, it only enlarged his cock more. He kept slamming into her. Her inner jaws imitated her outer jaws causing maximum pleasure for him.

“I’m cumming!” he crocked out. His speed increased a moment later and his hips became a blur. Jerome roared, convulsing uncontrollably as he rammed his cock into her mouth one last time. He held himself there, spurting his seed down her throat. Her inner jaw massaged his glans, sucking his seed greedily as he poured his vitality into her. It kept pumping out of him. Like a never-ending fountain.

Csala’s body soaked up the vitality from his seed. Some inner part of herself seemed to sing out for joy as his seed was absorbed into her. He slumped onto the bed and came out of her mouth with a pop. A string of cum connected him to her lips. Csala moaned and licked her lips. The taste of him was overpowering, manly. He tasted like the forest and wilds of Terra Praeta. She felt her arousal rising again. Her skin began to turn pink. Her senses were consumed with lust.

“That was…amazing!” Jerome said, nearly out of breath like she was only moments ago. But she wasn’t done yet. She looked at the agent of Jerome’s pleasure to see that it wasn’t giving in as well. His cock stood tall and hard, his balls full to bursting with seed.

Jerome smiled, seeing the look in her eyes. He gently pulled her by the neck and guided her back to work on his cock as he stood up, with her kneeling in front of him. Her eyes never left his as she took him into her mouth and this time, ideas were popping into her head. Csala extended her tongue and licked him in the balls causing Jerome to suck in air with a sharp breath. A moan escaped his mouth as he exhaled with a shaky breath. What a shocker. She never knew her tongue could extend that long.

And he liked it.

She got down to business, making sure to give him the best pleasure he had ever had in his life.

~~~

It felt like the beast had awoken and consumed him. Only he was himself but the beast was awake as well, roaring in his ears to ravage Csala until pleasure consumed him. He kept slamming into her mouth, using her for his pleasure. The pleasure was so great that it bothered on pain. He had tried to stop but every fiber of his being seemed to want to do one thing: feed her!

“Csala,” he croaked out for the umpteenth time as he rode her mouth with super speed. His hips were a blur and the sweat that poured off him evaporated before touching the bed they were using. The whole alcove felt like it was on fire.

She hummed a question at him and the vibration carried pleasure down his cock. It was so large that he couldn’t figure out how Csala passed it through her throat. He could feel the bulge of his cock go down past her neck every time he slammed into her. But he couldn’t stop himself. It felt so good. If he could just cum one more time. Just once more.

“Are you sure I’m not hurting you?”

Csala shook her head. She popped his dick out of her mouth and spat on it while giving him a handjob.

“Fuck me, Jerome. I’m so wet for you,” she said with a near painful moan.

Jerome’s mind reeled. This was one request he was going to have to refuse, no matter how impossible it felt to do so right now. Her pink skin seemed to draw him in, wanting to be touched, to be licked, ravaged. The inhuman pigment didn’t repel him, instead it did the opposite. Jerome struggled to refuse. He raked his hand through her red hair. It seemed a darker red now. And even more lustrous than ever. Her arousal seemed to have heightened everything about her.

“You absolutely must not do this, Xerae. You would hate yourself afterward.” Achilles warned.

Jerome knew this. He knew but his mind and body were urging him to do it nonetheless. No one could stop him. Csala was already climbing on top of him. When did he lie back on the bed? She aimed his dick at her entrance and her juices poured over his large cock. Her fingers looked so small holding his cock. He waited in anticipation, yet trying to summon the will to stop her. She started to sit on him when he found his voice.

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“No, Csala.”

Csala looked at him, startled. He quickly lifted her and placed her beside him. She reached for his cock with a snarl but he held her in place.

“Csala listen to me. We can’t. You can’t.” The haze in her eyes cleared a moment later. And she slowly sat up.

“Did I just…” she said. Her voice was so tiny and frail that Jerome felt she was going to cry. He sat up as well and embraced her.

“It’s okay, Csala. It was a close call but we stopped. That’s what matters.”

She sniffed, crying silently for a long time. “You know, don’t you?” she finally said.

Jerome sighed. “It wouldn’t change how I feel about you, Csala. I like you. And I don’t want to see you lose your sense of self.”

“Thank you, Jerome. I never knew my body could make me feel like that,” Csala muttered and crushed him in a hug. She was still very powerful, he reminded himself. “I never knew someone else could make me feel that way.”

Her voluptuous chest did things to him and his already softening cock hardened again. It poked her in the stomach causing her to release him and look down at it.

“Pay the little guy no mind. He’ll calm down once we go to bed.”

She gave him a smile that said his ‘little guy’ was anything but little and took it in both hands. They sat down close to each other as she caressed him lovingly. Jerome’s arousal climbed as she played with his dick and balls in fascination. The sight of her hands on his dick, moving up and down while her huge tits swayed in the background was almost too much to bear. He would never have thought that a few minutes ago she was crying for nearly enslaving herself to him.

“Csala,” he moaned. “We can’t—”

“There’s a way around it, Jerome,” she said, looking up at him. “The other hole.”

Jerome’s brows rose. “Anal?”

She nodded and blushed. Even with her pink skin, he could see the reddening of her cheeks. He kissed her. Her saliva quickened his blood and the urge to ravage her rose again. He remembered that her saliva was an aphrodisiac.

“We have no lube, er, something to make it easier.”

Csala giggled. “Don’t worry. Succubi can moisten all holes. It’s Mother Nature’s gift to us so that we don’t die of frustration.”

“But will you enjoy it? Did you enjoy the…”

Csala laughed. A hearty laugh that made him smile. “Yes, Jerome. I enjoyed it. Succubi are built to pleasure and be pleasured. We may be cursed not to find true love but we can still enjoy ourselves.”

“You’re not cursed Csala,” he ground out, giving her a crushing hug. “I’ll find a way to undo whatever it is. No matter what it takes.”

“Thanks, Jerome. Are you ready?” She turned around to back her ass up to him. Jerome gulped as he suddenly felt thirsty. Achilles dropped another bottle into his void space. Jerome didn’t bother to check it. The AI was reading his vitals all the way. He grabbed the bottle in his void space and drank to his heart’s content.

Csala’s ass cheeks were round and meaty, with thick, plump thighs to go with them. The width of her hips astounded him once again. He kneeled behind her and massaged her cheeks, rubbing his cock between them. Jerome sandwiched his cock and squeezed. A shudder passed through him and his cock pulsed, eliciting moans from her.

“I’m quite sensitive down there right now, Jerome. Don’t torture me for too long.”

Jerome grinned. He kept massaging her ass cheeks in both hands, squeezing them. He placed the head of his dick at her pucker and she moaned again, contracting and relaxing her pelvic floor muscles. Her pucker was surprisingly wet as it pulsed with need but he was not about to look a gift horse in the mouth. With agonizing slowness, he began to push into her. He held her hips, using them to squeeze her ass cheeks as they sandwiched his girth, burning the memory of his dick taking the plunge into his mind.

Csala looked back at him and pushed back, wanting him to hurry. He held her back.

“Jerome,” she whined.

“Let me enjoy this moment, Csala. Let me burn it into my memory.” His cock went in slowly, an inch at a time. He groaned as he restrained himself from going faster. Csala’s whines filled the alcove as she began to fidget, urging him to go all the way at once. Halfway through, Jerome squeezed her ass cheeks against his cock with more pressure. The sight took his breath away. He continued with a painful slowness until he bottomed out. Csala sighed with him and began to move. Her anal walls gripped him like a vice, contracting and relaxing just like her throat. Jerome held her waist and began pumping slowly into her, increasing his tempo as their moans and grunts rose in the enclosed alcove.

Soon, he couldn’t take it anymore and began hammering her. She could take it. He could see the cues. Csala was super aroused right now and he was hitting all the right buttons. The sound of slapping flesh filled the alcove. Jerome slammed her into the bedding. Csala was strong though. She lifted her ass even as he rammed into her with a speed that shouldn’t be used in the bedroom. Her walls began to spasm as she came hard.

“Don’t stop!” she screamed. Soon she began to jerk and convulse like crazy, losing strength in her limbs. Yet she held up her ass for him to use as he pleased. Csala’s mouth hung open in a silent scream as her eyes rolled into the back of her head.

Jerome kept going, fueled by her climax and chasing his own. But the same thing that had happened the six times he came in Csala’s mouth happened still. His cock swelled as he approached his climax. His muscles tensed and his speed increased. He was pistoning into Csala like a well-oiled machine. He felt like he was on the precipice of pleasure, yet could do nothing to ease it.

Achilles, what the hell did you do to me?! He screamed in his mind.

“It seems Mother Nature took things into her own hands, Xerae. This is not my doing. You should see how brightly your soul is shining. Such mysteries are miracles that are beyond even me.”

Achilles shared his vision with Jerome as he rammed into Csala from behind. It felt like he was having an ‘out-of-body’ experience. The world in his vision was a black void and only the outlines of their bodies showed — no, glowed — in blurry blue shapes. Bright lights were coming from their chests. Csala’s light was a pinkish blue light that thrummed and shifted as if not yet decided on which shape to take.

But his eclipsed her by an order of magnitude! His light was white with a light blue hue. And so bright his mind almost hurt to look at it. He couldn’t even determine its shape as it was too bright to look directly at.

What… the… fuck?! He huffed as he pounded into Csala. The vision faded. His cock continued to swell and pleasure assaulted him to painful levels. Her plump round ass bounced him up but molded to fit his pelvis when they connected. Her screams had resumed and she started cumming again. Jerome lost his train of thought as her anal walls gripped his cock like a vice, causing him to swell once more. He roared into the air. The only goal on his mind was to feed her. Every cell in his body seemed to contain explosive energy that drove him on.

Before long, he clamped down with his teeth on Csala’s neck, still slamming her ass, and roared as he pumped her full of cum. Csala’s asshole tightened, the grip increasing his pleasure. He felt it continue for so long as he jerked wildly that time lost its meaning. Her ass jiggled beneath him, pressed to his pelvis as it was. He ground against her, still cumming, pushing into her at intervals. Not a single drop of his cum escaped her. Jerome slowly pulled out of her but her grip held on, refusing to let go and sending electric pleasure throughout his body. He slid his cock out of her slowly and slumped beside her a moment later, breathless and sweating. With a pulse of psychic energy, he cleansed their skin of sweat.

Csala lay quietly beside him, the aftershocks of her climax continuing for long, long seconds. Her eyes were glazed over and staring at nothing in the air. Jerome hugged her close and massaged her shoulders and spine to help her calm down, while whispering sweet nothings in her ear. Soon she sighed and slumped against him.

“That was amazing, Jerome,” she said quietly.

“I pumped so much inside you. How is it you can hold it all without spilling any,” he asked as he hugged her to him, squeezing her ass. Csala ground her pussy against his thigh, moaning.

Jerome repositioned her on top of him, her back on his chest. His still-engorged dick pushed against her meaty ass and back. Csala chuckled at that. Jerome marveled at the length of his cock. The head was almost to his chest as Csala pressed her back into it, wiggling to pleasure him. It was a true monster cock.

“I’m a succubus, Jerome. I can store days worth of seed in me, though this is the first time I’m doing it.” She moaned as he began rubbing her nether lips to bring her pleasure.

“How so?” Jerome asked. “I thought you did that to my seed in the mountain?”

She gasped in pleasure, gripping his hand to keep him massaging her. “No, I didn’t. Succubi don’t… absorb directly. You saw what happened… to me after I tasted you… We can’t… risk it!” her gasps interjected her words.

Jerome understood. “But what about now?” he asked.

“You’re different… Jerome!” She came as she said his name. Her muscles locked up and her ass cheeks massaged the base of his cock beneath her. Her juices drenched his lower body and the smell filled the room. Jerome cleaned them both with his psychic energy — which cleansed them of wetness but not the stickiness that remained.

With a twirl of his fingers, he summoned water from the atmosphere to clean them thoroughly. When Csala came down from her climax, they both cuddled but she kept reaching for his dick.

“Thanks for the cleaning,” she said, pumping his still hard dick.

“If you don’t stop, we won’t get any sleep,” he cautioned.

“I don’t want to sleep,” she whined. She climbed on top of him the next moment. His cock was too big so she had to raise her ass to take him into her pucker again — which by some miracle was as tight as before he fucked her there. She slowly pushed him in, her juices helping him slide into her better.

Jerome felt like he was going to split her from the inside out. Csala wasn’t tiny by any means, he was just too big. When he was fully seated inside her, he gripped her shoulders from behind and crushed her huge tits to his face. Csala laughed, the sound like the peals of bells and the rays of sunshine. She immediately began to ride him with the same speed he rammed her.

The pleasure went from zero to a hundred in an instant. She slipped a nipple into his open mouth, which he took instinctually, and held him to her bosom. The slapping sounds of their flesh filled the alcove and soon Csala screamed as she climaxed, losing her rhythm as she convulsed on top of him. Jerome took over. He wrapped his arms around her waist, spread his knees apart, and slammed up into her continually. Csala’s screams of pleasure were the only thing that he heard and soon he joined her.

Terra Praeta had roughly twenty-four hours in a night. It was going to be a long, long night.