Rob and Trisha 3
Story by TikTikKobold on SoFurry
Dawn is away on vacation with the children, and she leaves her wonderful servant Trisha alone so she can take care of the child growing inside her. To make sure she's well-taken-care-of, Dawn also leaves her husband behind to satisfy Trisha's every need. Rob is in for a few surprise and a few revelations about his wife, himself, and his current lover!
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Her lips quirk in a little smile from the sound coming from him, and she slowly rolls herself over his form, letting her womanhood swallow him and lick up and down his shaft. She hums to the tune of her waves, rolling like the calm and gentle sea. Rob wonders if this is one reason sailors speak so endearingly of the ocean. Is it because it really is like a lover? If so, then even the pregnant Trisha knows how to mimic the ocean's crests and waves.
She's a beauty of nature, that's for sure, even without doing herself up in makeup and just letting her natural beauty shine, she is like the matriarchs of old, the village leaders revered for their fertility, like a priestess to a long-forgotten goddess. Though, he supposes this priestess worships one goddess in particular—his wonderful Dawn.
He grunts, thinking of his wife as a divine being, watching over him right now, her chosen mate, happy that he pleases her most devoted follower. He grunts it out, letting her know. “Its… It's like something out of ancient times!?"
She stops and giggles a bit, looking down to him with a glimmer in her eye. “Oh, is that how you see it, huh? We're doing the dance of ages, from when the first beings were made up of multiple cells? That is the earliest spread of diversity. It's only natural to want to put your seeds in as many patches of soil as you can. Just like it's only natural that I fill this hole inside me," she growls those last words, leaning over him, her belly grinding up against his abdomen. She lifts her hips and then slams down on him, but she doesn't do it once, she keeps it up, riding him, her mouth wide, her eyes manic. “And I'm not going to stop until you're spilling out of me and you give me another baby!"
Rob grabs her arms, trying to push her aside, but his hands give up, not wanting to be removed from her. No, this feeling is too amazing, this woman too sexual to resist. If his wife is a goddess, then she isn't a priestess, Trisha is a succubus.
He looks up at her now, tongue out, mouth turned in a puckish grin. She is the very look of some lust-crazed demon, but that only pushes him further. He rocks his hips, shoving up into her, his cock head hitting against her barrier.
Trisha throws her head back, screaming out loud and running her hands along her hair. She doesn't stop, but instead continues to pound that spot with the head of his spear. “Womb… womb… inside that's where the eggs are. That's where my new child will grow inside with the others!"
“O… others!?" Rob sputters. “You-you already have-"
“Twins, yes!" she snickers, pushing him down by his shoulders. Her face bounces, her tits bounce, her belly bounces as she continues to ride him. “And I have room for more. This is it, Rob, don't you see? This is the thrill I've been seeking my whole life! When I had my first, I thought I needed to hold back. I thought it was my duty as a mother to keep that baby safe, no matter what. But, I found out… I realized the truth. There's something special, Rob, special about my womb. This is like something primal and something new. I can do it… I can reach superfetation. My body is perfect for it, and that's why I cannot stop having sex, because I'm not done until I'm filled!"
She gasps out, locking her hips against his own, her body shuddering as she feels the climax coming from the man beneath her. She doesn't want to waste a single drop as his cock spills out spurt after spurt of his wonderful sperm deep into her.
Rob has to lay there, pinned down, exasperated as he feels as if this succubus is draining him dry… but not only that. No, he feels something else. He feels that even though his cock releases so much into her that he's coated in his own spunk, that he can go again. How is that? Why is that? He doesn't care.
She leans forward, her breasts brushing against him, but not squished up against his body. He feels her belly churning with the signs of her fecundity and he pushes his shoulders free, grabbing onto her cheeks, and leaning into her to press his lips to hers.
Their tongues dance in ways that their bodies cannot, tumbling and tussling as passions escape through different avenues than their fertile parts. The kiss lasts for a minutes before Rob breaks away, panting heavily, drenched in sweat from the activity so far and the threat of more to come in the future.
“So," Trisha asks, her tongue sliding along her moistened lips. “What does my baby's father want from me, now? I know you're not done yet, but you deserve a reward, so tell me what I can do to fulfill you…"
He grabs her by the shoulders and pushes her up, pulling his hips back and unplugging her womanhood. His cum drips down from the lips and drizzles down her leg, but he doesn't care that it gets onto the mattress. Instead, he pulls away from her and slides off of the bed, standing up a moment, rolling his shoulders, stretching out.
She sits there on her hands and knees, resting her cheek upon a pillow as she watches him, not saying a word.
Once he is good and ready, though, Rob looks over his shoulder and a toothy grin as he sees her. “Now, then, succubus. I'm gonna fuck you like a bitch."
Trisha raises her hips up for him, burying her chin upon the pillow, holding it with hands as her full breasts press against the mattress. “That's right," she says, her voice slightly muffled by the pillow. “That's what I want, and you're going to give it to me, no matter what you say. Because what I want is what you want, and what you want is to fuck me hard." She chuckles at that, then adds, with a whisper, “but you'll never satisfy me like your wife does."