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Chapter Three

Moira Black

Anahita buried her face into my pussy and licked out my twin brother’s cum from my depths.

I groaned as she did that. My entire body shook. My head tossed from side to side as she danced her tongue through my folds. She stroked me with this wicked delight. I loved it. I groaned as her tongue fluttered up and down my slit.

The hungry succubus feasted on that taboo seed and sent pleasure fluttering through me. I had more than a few girls go down on me. She had talent. My sixteen-year-old body trembled. My small titties quivered as she feasted on me.

I groaned as she did that. I savored her tongue dancing around in my cunt. She licked at me with hunger. She slid her tongue through my folds and made me shudder. My face squeezed tight as she lapped out the cum.

“That’s it, my little succubus,” I purred. “You’re going to be so very, very useful.”

She stared up at me through those glasses. It was so hot that she had my teacher’s face. That she had come into my life. If I hadn’t noticed just how naughty she was being with the boys, I wouldn’t even had suspected.

“Lick that cum out of my cunt,” I moaned. “You do what I say, and I’ll give you this treat whenever I can.”

She groaned, her tongue thrusting into my cunt. She was driven to lick and lap that jizz out of my pussy. It was incredible feeling her doing that. My head tossed from side to side. My face contorted with delight as she devoured the cum out of me.

I wiggled my hips from side to side, loving how she feasted on me. It was incredible to enjoy her doing that. Just a treat. My head tossed from side to side. My face contorted with the bliss of this. It was fantastic to enjoy that naughty tongue lapping at me.

“That’s it, you naughty succubus slut,” I moaned as Anahita licked and lapped at me with such hunger. “Yes, yes, lick that cum out of me!”

“So good,” she groaned between licks. “Mmm, that’s good. The mix of you and your brother is so powerful. Oh, so much taboo energy.”

Her tongue danced over my clit. She caressed me with such hunger. It was an incredible feeling to do that. I trembled, rising towards my orgasm. She was so good at this. Her tongue thrust into my twat and scooped out more and more of my brother’s jizz.

I loved that I was full of my twin’s cum for her to eat out. That I owned her. She was mine. My little succubus-slave to use as I pleased. I would use her to help my brother. I groaned as her tongue thrust into my cunt.

She danced about in me. It was awesome to feel her doing that. She churned me up then sealed her lips around my pussy hole and suckled. I gasped as she nursed at my cunt. My twat clenched as she drew fluids out of me.

My brother’s spunk.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I whimpered, my twat clenching. “Oh, my god, that’s good. That’s so good. You’re going to make me explode.”

“Yes, I am,” she moaned and suckled out more of his cum.

I whimpered at that. Her lips massaged my cunt. My clit burst with sparks. Then her tongue flicked to it. She fluttered around my pierced clit. She knew just how to tease me. My orgasm built faster and faster. My hair tossed.

I grabbed my nipples and twisted. I loved what she did to me. It was awesome having her slather her tongue over my clit. My head tossed from side to side. I groaned, the pleasure shooting through me. My orgasm swelled in my cunt as she batted the piercing.

“Yes!” I squealed and came.

My orgasm shot through me. The pleasure was intense. Waves of delight rippled through my body. I groaned, gripping the succubus’s hair as my shaved cunt ground on her mouth. She licked and lapped at me with hunger.

She feasted on me. She licked and lapped at me with such hunger. It was a thrill to enjoy. I groaned, tossing my head from side to side. It was awesome. Just a thrill to enjoy that bliss. I groaned as I surfed those waves of ecstasy to new heights.

I shuddered there, a big smile on my lips. I groaned, loving this pleasure. It was intense. Amazing. I shuddered, my small boobs quivering. She groaned as she licked at me. I pushed her head away, dizzy for a moment. My orgasm crested in me.

“Damn,” I groaned and fell back on my bed. “Ooh, you’re good, Anahita. You are fucking amazing at eating cunt.”

“I am a succubus,” she purred, licking her lips.

“Yes, you are,” I groaned. “Ooh, and I am going to put you to work. My brother has a vision, and I want to support him in it in every way.”

Anahita smiled. She licked her lips, arching her eyebrow. Did she want more? I bet she did.
“In my closet, there’s a box. In it are sex toys.” I winked at her. “Grab the blue, U-shaped dildo. I’ll fuck that naughty cunt of yours. I could use some more pleasure.”

“Yes, Mistress Moira,” she groaned and turned.

I sat up, watching her turn and crawl. She had such a shapely ass. I loved it. She made me wet just looking at her. I would fuck her so hard. I would pound her with everything that I had. It would be an incredible delight.

I hummed as she dug around in there. Then she pulled out the U-shaped dildo. I grinned, so eager to just ram my toy into her cunt. She turned and crawled back to me like a good little succubus-slut. My pussy clenched with eagerness.

“Mmm, just thrust that in,” I told my little succubus-slut. “God, it’s hot seeing you in that disguise. Whatever happened to the real Ms. Rayne?”

“She never existed,” purred the succubus. “Just my way to enjoy some young high school boys.”

“Naughty,” I purred then groaned as she shoved the bulbous end of the U-shaped dildo into my cunt. I quivered at that naughty delight. “Mmm, that’s nice. Ooh, I am going to fuck you so hard.”

“Fuck me, Mistress Moira,” Anahita cooed. She seated the dildo all the way in me. The base pressed on my clit and its naughty piercing. A shudder ran through me. “Fuck me so hard.”

She turned on her hands and knees, bending over and thrusting that plump rump at me. Ms. Rayne’s succulent ass… What a treat for me to witness naked. I was so glad that I had figured out she was a succubus.

That made this so wild.

I slapped my dildo down on her rump, shifting the other end around inside of me. It massaged my pussy walls and rubbed against my clit. I shuddered in delight, so eager to ram this into her. I would fuck her hard with it. Just make her gasp in delight.

I moved the dildo down to her pussy lips. She had a shaved cunt, of course. Just dripping with her pussy juices. I was so eager to fuck her. To just ram my futa-dick into her cunt and pound her hard. That would be just a treat.

I pressed the tip of my dildo into her cunt. She groaned as I did that. She whimpered as I pushed harder and harder on her snatch. Then she gasped as I rammed into her snatch. I groaned as the dildo massaged my cunt as it vanished into her hole.

“Oh, Mistress Moira,” she moaned, her head tossing. Her brassy hair swayed about her face. “That’s incredible. Ooh, I love that so much.”

“I bet you do,” I groaned, gripping her hips and pumping away at her. “You’re going to squeal on my dildo, aren’t you?”

“Yes, I am,” she moaned as I fucked her. My clit burst with sparks. “Just explode, Mistress.”

“I plan on it!” I moaned, holding her hips tight and fucking her.

The bulbous end of the dildo shifted in my cunt. I loved how it moved in me, stimulating me. It was quite the delight. I groaned with each thrust into her twat. Each plunge into her cunt. It was fantastic to bury into her with all this force.

Her butt-cheeks jiggled with my every thrust. I groaned, loving the way the toy vanished into her shaved cunt. It was a fantastic treat to fuck her. The pressure built in my pussy with every thrust. I loved how that naughty toy massaged my juicy depths.

“Oh, that’s it,” purred as I fucked her. I buried into her again and again. “That’s just amazing. Yes, yes, I love this so much.”

“Good,” she groaned. “Ooh, make me cum, Mistress Moira. Make me cum with your toy.”
I slammed hard into her. I churned her up. It was always a thrill to fuck a woman to orgasm. To make her explode with that delight. It was amazing to hear a woman squealing out her pleasure because I made her cum.

I had the skills.

The passion.

The big toy that melted her cunt and made her howl like a whore. I fucked the succubus hard. She moaned as she rocked back into my thrust. She had such a juicy pussy. Her cunt cream spilled around the toy every time I drew back.

I loved the way the shaft massages my pierced clit. Sparks flared every time I hammered her. I would make her just explode. It would be an awesome delight. I plowed into her again and again, my bud throbbing with delight.

My pussy clenched about the toy. The rounded end massaged my juicy depths as I thrust into her. She groaned as I fucked her. I buried into her again and again, my toy churning her up to a hot froth. I shuddered, tits jiggling.

“Oh, yes, yes,” she gasped. “Mistress! Fuck me! Pound me. I’m your naughty succubus slut! Use me!”

“Yes!” I gasped as I pounded into her cunt. I buried into her deep and hard. My clit burst with sparks, but I didn’t let myself cum. Not yet. “Fucking cum, you succubus-slut!”

“Yes!” she squealed.

Her pussy juices gushed out around the toy and splashed my thighs. I groaned and drove the toy into her writhing cunt. She shuddered and moaned, her head tossing from side to side as I let myself explode with bliss.

My pussy convulsed and writhed around the sex toy. I shuddered, the waves of rapture washing through me. I groaned, my small boobs quivering. It was incredible to ride this orgasmic delight. I whimpered, tossing my head from side to side.

Stars danced before my eyes. A wild wave of bliss blazed through me. I quivered through the delight, my moans mixing with Anahita’s. My succubus squealed out her passion while I whimpered out mine. I hit that wonderful peak.

“Yes, yes, you are going to make this such a delight,” I groaned. “Oh, yes, yes, you are! And there is something you have to do for me!”

“What?” she moaned as my pleasure died down.

“There’s a girl I need you to investigate. Find out her passions. What makes her tick.” I pulled my dildo out of her cunt. “Susannah Augustine. Go!”

“Yes, Mistress,” moaned Anahita. She melted into shadows that flowed from me and vanished into the darkness of my closet.

I threw myself on my bed, the dildo still in me. I shuddered, closed my eyes, and fell into sleep. My dreams were full of my brother and his amazing cock. I would have so much fun with him. Just have such a wild time.

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Lewis Zachary “Zach” Black

I was tired but also keyed up as I stepped out of the small bathroom attached to my bedroom. It was the other perk of living at this end of the trailer. There were two bathrooms. The main one and the small one for this bedroom.

“Oh, you are looking sharp, Master,” Nisha said as I stepped out in my suit. I wore a black pair of slacks with a matching jacket. A light-blue shirt with a dark-blue tie that had thin strips of red in it. “You are a handsome stud.”

“Thank you,” I said and pushed open the door.

“Sup, big bro,” said Moira. She was lying on the couch, her head resting on a pillow. She wore a long t-shirt.

“What are you doing conscious so early on a Sunday?” I asked.

“Oh, well, I just thought I’d mention something I know about your little reverend’s daughter you want to have for your wife,” she said. “Angels. She likes angels.”

Nisha’s head twisted to the side. “Interesting. Very, very interesting. Yes, yes, I think there is a whisper of knowledge. I have to see this girl.”

Just then, my mother came out of the hallway and into the room wearing a white dress with pink flowers. It was something nice for Sunday church. She had a few of them that she rotated through. She turned around, presenting me the open back of her dress.

“Can you zip me, Lewis?” she said. The only one that I let call me by that name.

“Sure, Mom,” I said and drew up the zipper. Her black curls fell around the nape of her neck. She was much like my sister in appearance. A more mature and curvaceous Moira. And a much more mature one.

And a sadder one. There was always this pain lurking in her brown eyes thanks to my asshole dad running off. Drunk dick deserved what was coming to him.

“Thanks,” she said. She glanced at the couch, her expression hardening. But Moira was already asleep. Mother shook her head then said brightly, “Shall we? We don’t want to miss Reverend Augustine’s opening prayer.”

“Nope,” I said, eager to see his daughter. The first of my women I had to claim. But who were the others? They rattled in my mind as I headed out of the trailer with Mom.

Nisha was at my side, holding my arm, unseen. She had clothed herself in a somber, dark-red dress that looked lovely with her brown complexion. My thought-form was a treat. I was glad that I had summoned her.

She strolled at my side to the car. I was driving, of course. Mom was old-fashioned that way. The moment I got my driver’s license, she insisted that I drive. I was more than happy to do it. I climbed into the car.

Susannah liked angels. I supposed that wasn’t surprising. She was the pure daughter of the reverend. She had not a dirty thought in her. She was so wonderfully chaste. She was the perfect wife to show the world.

The perfect woman to hide my acts behind. Who would ever think she would be involved in anything sordid? She would vouch for me if any rumors spilled out. She would say with confidence she was with me.

She would be.

I would lead her into a path of carnal sin. If she was my submissive wife—and capturing her heart was one of the four I needed—then she would be delving into sins that her little brain could not even comprehend.

It was a rush.

We soon reached United Presbyterian of South Hill. The others were arriving. Men in their suits, women in their dresses, the children forced to wear clothes I knew they hated. I stepped out, Nisha flowing out of the car.

I held my bible in my right hand. It was well worn. I had read it from cover to cover. Delved into its passages. There was much wisdom to be gleaned from it. How to appear virtuous. The pious things to say. It was a good book for any to study.

I headed up the stairs, nodding to the members of the congregation. I was an usher, of course. It was something young, responsible men did. I stepped into the church and found Susannah and her mother, Mrs. Augustine, handing out the morning’s worship guide.

When Susannah saw me, her face lit up. Framed by ringlets of blonde hair, she had angelic features. Delicate cheekbones. Blue eyes the color of the sky. She quivered there, her cheeks going cherry red with her delight.

“Zach!” she gushed as she thrust out her program to me. “I’m so glad you could make it.”

“Me, too,” I said at her, smiling and taking one. “You look lovely today.”

She squirmed in the light-blue dress she wore. It was girlish and modest. “Oh, thank you. It’s a new one. I really like it. You think it’s good?”

“I do.”

She tittered, breathing faster. Her mother, on the other side of the entrance, wore an amused smile. Her blue eyes flicked over me in my suit, sizing me up to see if I was worthy of her daughter. I nodded politely to her.

“My, my,” said Nisha. “I think the angel thing might be the right way to go with her. She’s quite the… faithful thing. She is suppressing her desires big time.”

“What else do you know about her?” I asked as Mom was distracted by one of her friends.

“I’ll have to get a more… intimate examination of her.”

“Oh?”

“I’ll have to merge with her. It’s not sexual.”

“Pity.” Then I smiled as Mr. Burke, one of the deacons, came up to me. I thrust out my hand and shook it.

He had a powerful grip, but so did I. Nisha moved beside me as I greeted everyone I could. I complimented them, talked about whatever inane topic came up. I shook the preacher’s hand, feeling his daughter staring at me the entire time.

Then it was time for service to begin. Susannah sat beside me with my mother on the other side. Nisha melted into her, sitting in Susannah’s space. The girl squirmed and looked around like she had felt something.

I didn’t see what Nisha was doing to her. Susannah bit her lip as she struggled to control her fidgeting. I smiled at her. She blushed in such a pretty way as her father, Reverend Augustine took to the pulpit to lead the congregation in opening prayer.

Heads bowed. I did the same, closing my eyes. I was so excited to figure out how to win the soul of the girl beside me. She wore a light perfume. Flowery and innocent that tickled my nose. I yearned to soil her

It was an exciting idea.

After opening prayers, there were some announcements, some singing, then I rose to do my usher duties. Communion time. Prayers were said as the communion trays were passed around from row to row. Then the collection basket was passed around.

I dropped some money in, of course.

I sat back down as it was sermon time. Nisha was still in my darling Susannah. I was so curious. My heart was beating as the sermon was on salvation. How no good deeds were enough. It didn’t matter how many you did. You had to believe in Jesus Christ.

I nodded with the others. Opened my bible to the passages being read. I looked devout and devoted, playing my part. Then the sermon was over. A little more singing while those who had prayer requests delivered them to the reverend.

Then came the closing prayer.

The moment it was over, the church erupted in conversation. Everyone was chatting, a sense of community. I smiled at Susannah. “A great sermon from your father. Always a stirring thing to hear, isn’t it?”

“Oh, yes,” she said, her eyes shining up at me. They were entrancing. She had rosy cheeks and this wholesome cast to her like she never had a sinful thought. “He always delivers such good sermons. I know them all, I think.”

“Perils of being a reverend’s daughter, huh?” I asked with a laugh.

She smiled. “I suppose. But that’s fine. They’re all so wonderful.”

“What are your favorite?” I asked her.

“Oh, ones on angels.” She quivered. “They’re messengers of the Lord. They bring His word to the faithful and the unbelievers alike. Good things eventually happen to those who listen to them, but when they don’t…”

“Lot’s wife turns into a pillar of salt,” I suggested.

“Exactly,” she said.

“Hello, Zach,” a woman said behind me.

I turned to find Mrs. Augustine there. She had the same round face and warm smile as her daughter, her blue eyes nearly as enchanting. She wore a light-blue dress that did little to hide her ample figure.

“Did you enjoy the sermon?” she asked me.

“I did,” I said. “It was great.”

She flicked her eyes past me to her daughter. “Maybe you should come over some time. Maybe next Sunday for a luncheon?”

“Oh, yes, that would be wonderful,” Savannah gushed.

“Of course I would,” I said, smiling at Mrs. Augustine. By then I should have her daughter’s heart and soul. I would need to maintain that illusion that she was wholesome. Having lunch with her and her parents would be important. “Thank you for the invitation, Mrs. Augustine.”

“Oh, it’s my pleasure,” she said. “Savannah is so fond of you. And you’re a good lad. Not like some of the boys. I wouldn’t trust more than a few of them with my daughter.”

I just smiled. She had no idea the levels of debauchery that I would drag her daughter into.

Then Nisha slid out of Savannah. My thought-form had this wicked gleam in her eyes. She knew something. I made some excuses and headed to the men’s room where I could talk with my tulpa and learn what she had uncovered.

Chapter Four

Lewis Zachary “Zach” Black

I headed to the stall and opened it. Nisha slipped through the frame and occupied the stall. The tan-skinned MILF was quite the sight. She made my dick hard. I found myself unbuckling my pants and shoving them and my boxers down.

“I thought you wanted to know what I learned,” she purred as I sank on the toilet, my cock thrusting out hard before me.

“We can do both,” I whispered.

She smiled and straddled me. Her large breasts swayed before my face. They were gorgeous tits that were quite the sight to see. Her nipples thrust out hard. She grabbed my cock and guided me to her pussy.

She sank down me, engulfing me in that wonderful snatch. I shuddered as she did that. I stared into her eyes, loving the pleasure I witnessed in them. She groaned and kissed me. Her lips melted on mine as she engulfed my cock.

I grabbed her ass, glad for her lips to muffle my moans. She squeezed her cunt around my cock and slid that delicious snatch up my dick. The pleasure swept through me. It was incredible to feel. Then she slammed her cunt back down my dick.

It was marvelous to enjoy. A real thrill to feel. I loved that sensation. She wiggled her hips back and forth, stirring my cunt around my dick. The pleasure shot through me. It was incredible. I gripped her ass.

She rode me.

She worked that tight and juicy cunt up and down my cock.

The toilet seat creaked as she slammed her twat down my shaft again and again. I loved it so much. My lips worked on hers. My tongue thrust into her mouth, claiming it. My MILF tulpa moaned, her arms wrapped around my neck, holding me to her lips.

She rode me faster and faster. She worked that amazing pussy up and down my dick. I groaned, kissing her with hunger. She shuddered and broke the kiss, arching her back. This thrust her big, dusky breasts into my face.

A nipple rubbed on my cheek. I latched onto her nub and suckled on her. I nursed with hunger. Her milk gushed into my mouth. The sweet and creamy delight flooded me. I groaned, loving the flavor of her milk. It spilled over my tongue.

“That’s it, Master,” she moaned. She could be as loud as she wanted. No one would hear her. “Mmm, drink your fill. Just enjoy all that breast milk.”

I suckled down my thought-form’s creamy delight. I loved it, my fingers digging into her rump. She slammed her cunt down my dick. She swallowed every inch of it over and over again while I nursed on her.

Her pussy clenched when I suckled. She squeezed her snatch tighter about my dick. The pleasure rippled through me. I groaned at the bliss of her tight snatch. She massaged me with that passion. It was an incredible rush.

My fingers kneaded her rump. I squeezed her. Loved her. This was such a heady rush to have her pussy working up and down my cock as I drank her breast milk. She gasped louder, her pussy clamping down on my dick.

“Master, please, please, cum in me!” she whimpered. “I love your cum flooding my pussy.”

I suckled hard on her nipple, gulping down her milk. I was so close. My balls so tight.

“Mmm, it will be so amazing to have your cum spurting into me. Just splashing into my pussy.” She shuddered. “Drench me in your essence, Master!”

My MILF tulpa slammed her cunt down my cock. She gasped. Her pussy went wild. Her cunt rippled around my cock. I shuddered at the feel of her pussy writhing around me. The pleasure of it shot through me. My fingers dug into my rump. The pressure in my balls swelled.

I erupted.

I suckled hard on her nipple to keep from crying out. Her creamy, sweet breast milk squirted into my mouth while her pussy writhed around my cock. She suckled at me as my cum fired into her snatch. I flooded her over and over again. I pumped her full of my spunk.

“That’s it, Master,” she moaned. “Oh, yes, yes, that’s amazing.”

Her cunt rippled about me. She suckled with such hunger at my cock, nursing out the cum erupting from my balls. I drank her sweet breast milk as the pleasure slammed through my body. I shuddered, hitting that wild peak.

It was an amazing rush. A thrill to have that bliss showering through my mind. I sucked in breaths as I ripped my mouth off her nipple. Her milk-soaked my tongue. I loved it. This was a wonderful thrill to have the cantaloupe aftertaste lingering in my mouth.

“What?” I panted, my chest rising and falling. “What did you learn?”

“A riddle that must be solved,” she said.

I mulled that over in my mind, my dick throbbing in Nisha’s cunt. “I have to… send her an angel to tell her to be my devoted wife?”

“I think so,” Nisha said.

“And drench her in sinful passion? Showered in holy oil?” I frowned. “That doesn’t mean what I think it does? A shower of, what, the angel’s cum. I don’t…” Then I frowned. “’Deception shall cloak her.’ It’s a female angel. So she’ll anoint Savannah in pussy cream?”

“I think so,” said Nisha, her pussy squeezing about my cunt.

“How do I get an angel to appear and anoint her in pussy cream?” I muttered. “I don’t know any way to do that, do I?”

She shook her head. “We should talk to your sister.”

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Moira Black

“An angel has to squirt pussy cream all over your bride-to-be to turn her into your wifey slut,” I purred as I stared at my twin brother. He looked good in his suit. Mom and him had just come back from church, waking me up from my nap on the couch.

“Yeah,” he said. “I don’t know any way to chain an angel, let alone get her to do that. If there are even female angels.”

My brother glanced at his thought-form. I couldn’t see her at all. He was nodding. “Really?” He rubbed at his head.

“What?” I asked.

“Nisha says all angels are male.” He paused, looking to his right again. “Well, they appear male. They’re not really gendered. Apparently, neither is God, but since humans perceive male authority figures speaking from strength and paternal guidance, it is a good guise for them to accept.”

“But Savannah will accept a female angel,” I asked, arching an eyebrow. “She’s the daughter of a preacher. She must know better.”

“Not necessarily,” said Zach. “Her theology might be surface level. Most Christians are. She might know, but there’s no saying she will. But Nisha says she believes in guardian angels, a concept with little basis in the Bible but one that has become quite popular to many.”

“So we need to work some spells,” I purred. “Good thing you got a naughty witch.” I smiled at him. “I can squirt juices. I’ll be the angel. Use some illusions. Get her to think I am, then tell her the Lord wants her to be your wifey slut. That’ll be simple.”

“That doesn’t sound simple,” my brother said. He looked to his invisible thought-form. “And Nisha thinks there needs more than just the illusion of it. There needs to be something to really trigger her lust.”

“Like a succubus,” I purred. I grinned at my brother and arched my eyebrow.

“What do you have up your sleeve?” he asked me.

“Why, nothing,” I said. “I’m not wearing sleeves. But I have a succubus at my disposal. I tamed her and everything. Thanks for that cum in my pussy by the way. Mmm, that was just the temptation I needed.”

“You have a succubus,” Zach said. Not angry. Not in disbelief. He said it in consideration. “Bound to you.”

“I know her real name,” I said, a big smirk on my lips. “How does that sound? What does Nisha think about me going in with a succubus in my shadow?”

Zach flicked his eyes to that thought-form. I waved my hand over there but felt nothing. Even with my senses attuned to the spiritual. I shuddered. I found it so hot that my big brother had a thought-form. That was so impressive.

“That this can work,” he said. “If you can pull off the illusion of the angel. You can’t be flippant. You have to act holy.”

I clasped my hands together and gave my brother a dew-eyed, empty-headed look. “Oh, my dear brother, I can be as meek as a lamb and as holy as a boil on the pope’s ass.”

He grimaced. “That’s something an angel wouldn’t say.”

“I got this,” I told him. “You want to meet her? My succubus?”

“Mom’s around,” he said, giving me a warning look.

“She’s a succubus,” I purred. “She’s good at hiding sex. Right, Ms. Rayne?”

My brother frowned as from my shadow spilled Anahita. Not that I could ever let him learn her name. That would be the end of having my own sexy succubus. He could take her from me. I loved him, but I didn’t want to have to give up my toys if I could avoid it.

Ms. Lucille Rayne, our teacher, formed naked out of the shadows. My brother stepped back and studied her. She had big breasts and brassy hair. She wore glasses, of course. Just like she did when she taught a class.

“Why Ms. Rayne?” my brother asked, staring at the succubus that knelt between us.

“Because she is Ms. Rayne,” I purred. “You never realized she was a succubus?”

My brother shook his head. “I knew she had a thing for the boys, but I never showed any interest in her.”

“You had such iron will,” Ms. Rayne moaned. My succubus leaned forward. “Mmm, let me have a taste now, Zach. Let your teacher love that big dick of yours. Your mother will never know.”

“She’s quite the cock sucker,” I purred, my hands grabbing her ass. “You can enjoy her while I take care of her hot pussy. She’s got a yummy one.”

“Shit,” Zach groaned as she unzipped his pants. “And you’ll use her to twist Savannah’s faith with lust and make her my loyal wife. My devoted slut?”

“And I’ll love every second of doing it,” I moaned, falling to my knees. I squeezed the succubus’s ass. “Enjoy her mouth.”

“Enjoy,” moaned Ms. Rayne. She unzipped his fly and reached in. She fished out his cock with ease. He groaned as he felt her touch.

I leaned down and pressed my face into pussy. She had a divine taste. Otherworldly. It was beyond spicy or sweet, tangy or tart. It was ambrosia. I groaned as I licked at the succubus’s cunt while she inhaled my brother’s cock.

He groaned at that moment. I knew he was feeling the pressure. That made me so excited. My cunt clenched as I thrust my tongue into my succubus’s cunt. The ambrosia melted across my tongue. It was such a yummy delight.

I loved every moment of licking at her cunt. Of lapping at her. My tongue thrust into her pussy and danced around in her snatch. She moaned as she suckled my twin brother’s dick. I loved watching the pleasure crossing his face.

“You make my twin cum, Ms. Rayne,” I purred into her pussy.

She moaned around his cock.

“She will,” my brother groaned. “Goddamn, she will. That mouth on her… Shit, she’s got a mouth on her. She’s amazing. I love this. I love her suckling on me. Just bobbing that mouth. Yes, yes, work that mouth, succubus.”

I tongued my succubus’s divine cunt. I licked at her. I loved the flavor of her. My brother groaned, rising towards his orgasm. He would flood her mouth with his cum. He would pump her full of all that spunk.

She would gulp it down. That was so hot. I thrust my tongue into her cunt. The succubus groaned around my brother’s dick. She suckled with such passion, her pussy clenching about my tongue. I swirled about in her, savoring her ambrosia.

“Goddamn,” groaned Zach.

I watched my brother. He threw back his head. His chest rose in his dress shirt. He was such a stud. God, my twin brother was the hottest man on the planet. Only one worthy of fucking my pussy. Of enjoying my passion.

Plenty of women, though.

I nibbled my lips down the succubus’s thick pussy lips to her clit. I nursed on her. She groaned louder. She suckled with more passion. My brother must be in heaven right now. How could he not be with that slut nursing on his dick?

“I’m going to cum,” he growled.

“Cum,” I moaned. “Mmm, just flood her mouth. She loves your jizz.”

Anahita moaned her agreement as she nursed on my twin’s big dick.

I suckled on her clit. I loved the feel of that bud between my lips I nibbled on her. She gasped, her hips wiggling. She smeared her hot pussy cream on my face. I could feel that they were both about to cum. My twat blazed with my excitement.

I nibbled on her bud. My lips played with her. She wiggled her hips back against me. I flicked my tongue through her folds and brushed her bud again and again. She groaned around his cock, nursing with such passion.

“Shit,” groaned Zach. “Ms. Rayne!”

He erupted.

“Yes, yes, yes,” he groaned as he fired his cum into my succubus’s mouth.

Anahita moaned around his dick as I suckled on her clit. Her butt-cheeks clenched before my eyes. Then she squealed. Her pussy juices gushed out and bathed my face. I groaned as that wonderful pussy cream spilled into my mouth.

I licked up the ambrosia as she gulped down my brother’s cum. She nursed it out of him, swallowing with noisy hunger. I loved the sounds as my tongue danced over her pussy lips. I drank her passion.

“Damn,” he groaned. “That’s good, Ms. Rayne. Oh, damn, that’s real good.”

I lifted my face from my succubus’s cunt and grinned at my brother. “She’s amazing, right?”

“Yes,” he groaned, his head tossing from side to side. “Damn, that’s an incredible feeling. She’s an amazing cock-sucker.”

“I bet she is,” I purred. “Mmm, it makes me so wet. It makes me wish my twin brother’s cock was in my pussy right now.”

He glanced at the door then at me. “Mom better not here, or I will make your succubus pay.”
“She’ll never know that her darling son is fucking her wicked daughter hard,” I purred, winking at him. “Just come over here and slide into me.”

I threw myself on his bed, spreading my legs wide. His eyes fell on my pierced clit. I smiled at him as he groaned at the sight of me. His big dick thrust out before him. He ducked his head down. To my delight, he licked at my pussy.

I groaned as his tongue slid up my twat. He brushed my pierced clit. Pleasure burst from that naughty nub. The ring twisted through my pearl, sending more pleasure rushing through me. I shuddered in abject delight.

“Oh, Zach,” I moaned as he licked at my cunt. “Oh, wow, that’s incredible.”

He winked at me as his tongue danced around my clit. He swirled about my pierced bud. I shuddered, squeezing my thighs around his head. I groaned, the pleasure swelling in me. My clit ring twisted through my naughty pearl.

It was an incredible delight. I trembled there on the bed, arching my back as my twin brother feasted on me. The incestuous rush was incredible. He brought me closer and closer to that big burst of pleasure.

I bet he wanted to drown in my cunt cream. Just to have it gushing into his mouth. I was primed for it. After eating my succubus, I was on fire. And with his tongue dancing over my clit with such skill and masculine boldness, I was hurtling towards my orgasm.

“Oh, yes, yes,” I gasped. “That’s it… I… I… Shit!”

I burst.

My orgasm swept through me. I bucked on the bed as my juices gushed into his mouth. I groaned, my head tossing as the waves of incestuous rapture swept through me. I gasped out over and over again, savoring this heat surging through me.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I moaned. “That’s so good. That’s amazing. That is fucking awesome. Fuck me. Ram that big dick in me. Fuck your twin sister’s pussy!”

He rose as I quivered through my orgasm. It was still rushing through me as he crawled over me with that big dick of his. I licked my lips as he dripped with my pussy cream. He stared down at me with such hunger.

He grabbed his cock and pressed it against my shaved pussy. He rubbed it up and down as my orgasm peaked in me. He brushed my pierced clit and sent this wild thrill through me. I groaned at the sparks that shot through me.

He found the entrance to my pussy and thrust into my cunt’s depths. He filled me up. His balls smacked into my taint. I gasped in delight, loving his big dick in me. It was so hot having my brother filling me up.

I squeezed around him as he fucked me. He pumped into me with such force. I groaned, squeezing around him as he fucked into me. He buried into me with hard thrusts. I loved it as he buried hard into my cunt over and over again.

It was always a thrill to savor him in me. I gripped him. I loved him. This was just an amazing delight to have him in me. I groaned, clenching around that thick shaft. His heavy balls slapped into me. My back arched. I humped into him.

“That’s it,” I moaned. “Oh, that’s just it. Fuck me hard and fast. Love my cunt! Love my tight cunt!”

“Fuck,” he groaned as he buried into me.

I savored the taboo thrill of my brother’s big dick fucking into me. He plowed into me with such force. I squeezed my cunt around him. I savored every thrust of his cock. I whimpered, gripping him as he fucked me with everything he had.

His balls slapped into me. They smacked me with force. I hugged him, my nipples rubbing into his chest. Pleasure tingled around me. My fingernails clawed at his back as he fucked me with everything that he had.

“I want you to dump all that cum into my cunt,” I gasped, my twat gripping hard on his cock.

“You will be flooded,” he snarled, slamming into me with everything that he had.

I trembled, his balls slapping into my taint. I held him tight as he plowed into me. He stared into my eyes. My twin brother slammed into me with such force. My pussy melted around his dick. I hurtled towards my orgasm.

I was so close to bursting with my orgasm. Every thrust of my brother’s cock swelled that pressure in my cunt. I groaned, my head tossing from side to side. My pussy squeezed about him. I held him tight as he plowed into me.

My pussy quivered around him.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I gasped as he drove his cock into me. “Fuck, Zach!”

My pussy went wild around his cock.

I groaned as I bucked beneath my twin brother. My pussy writhed around his dick. I suckled at him as I bucked through my orgasm. I felt so amazing. I shuddered, my cunt suckling at him. I nursed at him with all my passion, wanting to drain every bit of him.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I moaned, my face contorting with delight. “Oh, shit, that’s so good! Cum in me! I want all that spunk in me!”

“Shit, Moira!” he growled, my pussy suckling at him.

He slammed into me hard and deep. My pussy writhed around him. I suckled at him. I loved how my pussy spasmed about his cock. His back arched, pressing his strong chest into my small breasts. I groaned as he erupted.

My cunt spasmed around his erupting dick. He fired blast after blast of cum into my snatch. He filled me with all that jizz. I loved it. My pussy suckled at him. I bucked beneath him, loving him filling my snatch with his seed.

“Goddamn, yes!” he growled, basting my writhing cunt with his spunk. I loved every moment of it. “Fuck!”

I quivered through the rapture as he pumped more and more spunk beneath me. Then he grunted and fired the last of his jizz into my twat. He filled me to the hilt with all his cum. I loved it filling up my twat.

“Oh, god, this is going to be great. We’re going to make that preacher’s daughter your slut, Zach!” I moaned as he fired his cock into me one last time.

“We will,” he panted, staring down at me.

I grinned. Tonight would be so much fun.

To be continued…

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