Julie had no idea what state they were over, only that a little over an hour had passed, and Demona wasn’t flying as quickly as she had.
“What’s the deal, Demona? You better not be trying to stall.”
“I have to rest,” Demona snapped, her voice raspy and sleep-laden. “Only for a little while.”
“Fine by me,” Julie groaned. Luck had been with her so far in fending off the demoness’ advances, but her resolve was wearing thin. A little while away from her touch would do her some good.
Julie found a farmhouse below them, with a barn large enough to accommodate them both, and Demona lowered her altitude to land on its roof. Julie sprang from the arms of the succubus as soon as she touched down.
“So…anxious…to get away? I’m…hurt.”
Julie scowled, trying to avoid touching herself as she covered her bare chest with her arms. The heightened sensitivity of her skin remained with her, making stimulation a fact of life.
She tried not to look at the succubus, but could not help but hear the moaning. She stole a glace back at Demona, to find her on her knees, thrusting her tail deep inside her own hairless slit. She licked at her right nipple with her forked tongue as her claws toyed with her left. Her free hand appeared to be squeezing her bare ass, with a finger occasionally penetrating her anus. Her wings flared out and curled in time with her moans, pushing her arousal through the air to Julie.
“Are you insane? I thought you needed to rest!” Julie tried to avoid thinking about what she could do to Demona in place of one of those appendages, and what they could do to her.
Demona looked directly at her, seemingly into her soul, with her solid onyx eyes. “This…is how…I recover…my strength…I gain power…through my lust…” She reeled with a great orgasm, shuddering even as she increased her pace, not stopping for a second.
Julie swallowed hard, fighting tooth and nail to avoid touching herself, for fear she would cum in a second. “What about the afterglow?”
The succubus looked sad for a moment. “I don’t feel that. Cumming…makes me strong, not tired. My lust…is all.” She smiled with the polished evil one would expect of a soulless hellspawn as she climaxed again. “You…will grow…to understand.”
“I’m not like you!” Julie screamed, anger replacing her heat for the barest of moments.
“You are. You just don’t…realize it yet.”
Julie scowled. “Finish and let’s get going.”
Demona cocked her head to the side, tempering her voice with mock concern. “Are you certain you’re ready? It was a long trip. You must be quite…wound up.”
“Shut the fuck up, Demona.” Demona wasn’t lying. The hour of contact had been excruciating. It had taken all of her will to keep from climaxing. She almost lost it, several times.
The succubus came once more. A convenient breeze carried her intoxicating sexual scent right into Julie’s flesh and nose. She inhaled and moaned involuntarily, and felt like she was drunk on her lust. Her pussy felt like it was nitro, primed to explode at the merest disturbance.
“Take yourself, Julie. It’s the hair of the dog.” Obscenely, she licked her claws clean of her sexual juices. “You’ll feel so much better.”
Thu May 2 20:35:22 2002