A Mistress' Pleasure
A brief tale from a character of my own, Arleena, a blue skinned MILF of a succubus with silver hair and twin horns curling back over her head. Wrote it up ages ago, went through it, fixed a few errors and.. well, now you get to have your fun with it.
Speaking of that, if anyone with sufficient skill would like to consider making cover art for this, or any other work of mine, I'd be happy to trade some of my writing skill for it!
A succubus Mistress can only go for so long by herself. Even in her own keep, one had to keep themselves busy, and recordings of past exploits could only go so far. And this succubus had found just the cure for her boredom. The halls of her dark chambers were filled with the sound of a soft, pleasured sigh, the sound of wet flesh sliding along wet flesh, and a canine's soft whine. The blue skinned beauty was bored, and her Familiar did just the trick. The silver haired wore nothing but a pair of black and purple thigh high boots, the spiked feet currently lifted from the floor. They went straight up to the middle of her thighs, keeping most of her shapely legs covered, leaving only half of her thick thighs exposed. The rest of her body was entirely exposed, her long, silvery hair running down her arched spine, almost down to her ample, rounded ass cheeks.
Her wide and motherly hips were slowly sliding forward, the grippable, ridable set of bones working their way forward inch by inch. The succubus was surprisingly gentle with her Familiar, her red, plus shaped pupils looking up and down that dark furred body slowly. The canine beneath her was squirming slightly, but he stood straight on all fours, his back somewhat rigid and his tail raised high, almost proudly. His body was covered in thick, dark red fur, and his paws were pitch black, flickers of flame rising along his spine along several mildly dull spikes. His pointed nose was lowered for the moment, soft pants and gasps passing his parted muzzle as the spire of blue flesh was slowly fed underneath his tail. The succubus had her faithful creature by the hips, the two squatted down in the middle of her bedroom floor.
With a sudden jerk of her hips, she drove home her foot of demonic meat, letting out a sharp hiss of pleasure, her Familiar letting out a quiet yelp. But he never once protested, tried to pull away. In fact, his sheath was already bulging with his growning dick. As the succubus drew back to halfway, his tight rim pulling with her slightly, he grew completely hardened. She didn't pay his erection any mind for the moment, however, as she began her pace. Her hips rocked back and forth, his tailhole pushing in, then pulling out, stretching with each thrust she gave him. She fucked the demonic dog slowly, almost tenderly, her hands keeping a firm hold on his hips. Arleena, Mistress of many and Dark Goddess to more, was quite content to sate her desires just as she was.
With her thighs spread open wide to make room for the demon dog's hips, she leaned forward, one hand running over his back slowly as she smirked a bit. "Good boy.." the succubus muttered under her breath. A sharp thrust sent her hips smacking forward, her balls lightly smacking into his own, making the dog let out a low, whining groan for her. Her hips sped up after that, working that pulsing tube in and out of him, her dark pre splattering along the inside of his rim with each movement. As her hand reached his neck, she took a good hand full of his scruff, her hips picking up an even faster pace. As she pulled back on his neck, she fucked him harder, her dick pummeling the whimpering dog's insides like a steady jackhammer. Her balls were already tensing, being quite pent up, and she was gasping and groaning with her pleasure, her hips moving faster and harder, stomach muscles tensing, flexing, shrinking and expanding with her steady movements. With a final gasp, she thrust in to the hilt, her ass tensing up as she ground into him roughly. Her balls emptied out, filling up his guts with her thick, sticky black cum, filling him up rapidly as she sighed heavily, her eyes fluttering.
When at last she regained control, she leaned back and dragged her dick free, releasing her Familiar's neck. When at last her thick crown pulled free, she painted the last few ropes of her cum across his rim and painted his rear end, before standing, a bit shakily. Somewhat sated, her dick half hard and drooling the last of her load, she sighed heavily. But she should have known better than to leave her own Familiar like that..
As she walked back to the bed, tempting hips swaying, and crawled on top of it slowly, the demonic dog turned on her. She had bade him into existance, designed him. He took after her. As soon as there was space, he leaped right up onto the bed with a snarl, and then up on to her back. The succubus gasped under the sudden weight, as well as the feel of jaws around her neck. Her eyes widened briefly, before they relaxed, realizing her 'mistake'. Her legs spread open wide as she hissed sharply back to her Familiar. It was then the canine lunged with that thick, hardened dick he held below.
Her pussy was amazing. He knew it would be, that sinful, jealously kept, blue, sopping wet cunt able to get just about anything off when she truly wanted to. But he also knew she would be VERY displeased if he dove into her like that. So, instead, his cock pressed to her puckered asshole, and with a firm thrust, that pre lubed prick was sliding right down her ass. The succubus pressed her hips right back up into him, urging that prick to sink deep underneath her thin tail.
"Gooood boy.." She groaned out as she reached back, getting a grip on the fur of his thigh. He wasn't gentle as she had been, however. He was feral, and he had instincts to give in to. As his teeth dug into her slender neck, he began to thrust. He rammed his thick cock in and out of her ass roughly, his sheath smacking into her rim as she gasped and hissed, bucking back into each thrust. His pace was rough, deep, and it sent him in up to his sheath again and again. Every drive of his hips sent him in deep into his Mistress' ass.
Arleena, for her part, was enjoying herself immensley. She thrust herself back onto his cock, biting her plush lower lip as her eyes slid closed. As he rut her ass like a bitch in heat, her clawed fingertips dug into the bed sheets below. And it wasn't too long before with a wet slurp, his knot popped past her rim, causing her to gasp and arch her back. As she let out a crooning groan, she felt that flood of cum beginning to pour into her tainted guts. Her Familiar was grinding into her, panting and snorting into her neck as his heavy balls tensed up with each splash of cum inside of her, that demonic hellhound dick throbbing and bumping against her latex-glove-like walls.
Even when he stopped, his orgasm ended, he didn't release her. His fore legs remained hooked over her waist, though he released her neck to tenderly lick over it slowly. The succubus was sated.
...For now.