She nibbled one, smiling as Nightshade hissed and cursed above her, its stomach tightening. She knew from experience that its little tuft of a tail would be wagging. She sucked at the stud until Nightshade cried out above her, and then quickly went to the next. She repeated this several times, counting out seven bars in all.
How would they feel entering her body, sliding against her hot spots, teasing her inner walls with their steely hardness, so much harder than the shaft they pierced?
One of her hands released the base and slid around Nightshade’s back to caress the skin there and worry at the rapidly moving tail. Her other reached down to cup its balls, rolling and tugging them gently before they slid back to uncover its own hidden little clit and pussy. She flicked her thumb against its throbbing nub then sank two fingers in deep.
Nightshade stiffened then screamed, its cock lurching in her mouth as its inner walls tightened around her fingers in a warm, slick embrace.
“I have to be in you,” Nightshade gasped, its heart pounding in its chest as it thrust its hips against her fingers, riding them even as it slid its fingers into her pussy from behind. “You are so wet…”
Ash moaned around the cock in her mouth, the vibrations making Nightshade wetter, more needy, hungrier. They worked each other, both rising on a tide of eroticism, of ecstasy, until their bodies fairly screamed out in need. Then Nightshade was pulling away, groaning as her fingers slid out of its pussy with a wet slick sound.
Ash, franticly suckling on its cock, grunted in displeasure and tried to suck him in deeper. It was a challenge, the soft, hard feel of its shaft against the hard, unforgiving metal of its piercing. It stimulated her mouth and left her hungry for the heat and friction it delivered. If it felt this good in her mouth, how much more wonderful would it feel in her pussy?
“Enough of this play,” Nightshade finally growled out, pulling away from Ash as she tightened her hands on his ass, determined to keep him there. Its cock was so sweet and so hot and it just felt so good…
But Nightshade gripped her shoulders and pulled back, reflexively fucking her mouth a few times before it had enough control to pull away.
“I want to be buried inside you when I blow,” it growled, its eyes glowing with the darkness of a starry night. “I am going to blow so deep inside of you…”
It pushed her back and circled up her body. Its cock, still wet from her mouth, dragged against her thigh as it settled above her.
“Deep in me,” she agreed, nodding her head frantically as she reached up to tug at its hair, dragging its mouth down to hers.
“Deep,” Nightshade agreed, breathing against her mouth as Ash licked at its lips, running her tongue along the seam between them before thrusting deep into its mouth.
Nightshade moaned and spread her thighs further, making a place for himself there, rubbing his pierced cock against her opening and wetting himself with her juices. They slid against each other, hips thrusting and moaning as they fed off of one another’s passion, increasing their own. The metal studs rubbed against her clit, which wasn’t used to such intense play. Her body arched up, and one of her shaking legs went around its waist.
“Fuck me,” she pulled away to breathe. “Fuck me now!”
Nightshade pulled back far enough to reach between the two of them and push down on his cock until it lined up with her opening.
“Easy,” it breathed. “This is… intense.”
Then he pressed forward, sinking his cock into her scalding heat. He threw back his head, hissing in pleasure as her muscled walls snapped tight around the head.
“Oh… oh… oh, my God!” Ash screamed. The first metal stud had slid past her opening, rubbing the nerve-rich entrance with hot, metallic fire.
Nightshade pushed slowly, and Ash screamed again as the next stud slid inside, growing hotter with her body heat, dragging against her inner walls.
Again and again she screamed as each stud penetrated her, the thickness of Nightshade’s cock split her. The passion and the flames engulfed her body, fired her very soul.
“Take it all,” it commanded, rising above her.
Ash opened her eyes and looked up at its magnificent form, its long, damp black hair sticking to parts of its body, its muscled chest heaving, its nipples hard and standing erect.
Nightshade looked like pure demonic lust and sin. She whimpered and felt her soul begin its surrender. Then Nightshade pulled back and thrust again, and she realized her soul was being ripped asunder.
“Nightshade!” she screamed as the first orgasm tore through her body.
“Yes,” it breathed. “Feed me, pretty-pretty Ash. Feed me more!”
Ash closed her eyes as she felt a powerful energy fly through her body, setting her skin ablaze before it moved upwards in waves. Nightshade’s cock caressed her from the inside, stimulated her nerve endings, and made her breath tear from her body in gasps.
And it began to move faster.
“Nightshade!” she screamed again, both legs locking around its hips. “I… I can’t! I can’t!”
“You can and you will!” it growled, leaning forward to brush its heaving breasts against hers, ripping her hands from its hair and pressing them beside her head, holding her fast. “Again and again!”
It swirled its hips, stealing her breath as all the studs within her began to vibrate. With its thrusting and the vibrating studs, Nightshade quickly brought her to another release, feeding off the glowing energy that began to flow between them.
Its hands gripped her hips, lifting her so it could get deeper inside her, to go as far as it could and then more. Ash was screaming, her head whipping from side to side, fighting against the Sincubus’ hold on her hands, but never to get away. No, not that! She wanted to get closer.
“Harder!” she screamed, the friction within her rapidly forcing her toward another climax. “Harder, damn you! Fuck me!”
Nightshade grunted and began to pound her, slamming itself as far inside as it could, hissing at the fire that developed from the tugging on its studs. Faster and faster it moved, Ash screaming and urging it onward until it released one hand to sink between them both and tug at her clit.
Ash’s mouth opened on a silent scream, her body arched up, all her muscles locked, and she felt herself being shoved toward the biggest release she had ever imagined. Her soul seemed to quiver, her heart to stop, and the world around her grew hazy as thunder exploded in her mind and lighting tore through her being.
She felt her walls tremble, then clench around Nightshade’s thrusting cock, felt them quiver around the metal studs and the hot male flesh. Suddenly, the tension broke and her voice wailed to the jungle how well the Sincubus loved her.
“Nightshade!” she bellowed. “Nightshade!”
In response, it opened its mouth, baring all its sharp teeth, and it roared, the sound echoing through the jungle, drowning out the sound of her orgasmic shouts. Its hips slammed deep into her, its seed pulsing as it streamed into her in spurts.
And it fed, deeply it fed, drinking off the energy they both produced, sustaining its being, drinking them both dry.
“Ash,” it breathed as it collapsed beside her. It withdrew slowly from her body, caressing her stomach. She gasped as each stud pulled free.
Never had she been so well fucked before -- never had anything ever felt like this. She felt wonderful -- she felt as if she were floating through time and space… she felt alive.
“Perfect,” Nightshade breathed, snuggling close to her, wrapping long arms around her body. “Just perfect.”
Basking in the afterglow, Ash agreed.
Ash opened her eyes and gave her body a languid stretch. She lifted her head and looked around, noting that Nightshade was gone. Running her hands through her hair, she sat up. Not picking up on any sign of the Sincubus, Ash rose to her feet and stepped out of the nest.
Reaching down, she picked up the discarded robe, intent on making her way to the hot springs. But as she rose, she gasped. There, not five feet away from the nest, she saw a door. Her heart began to pound in her chest as she saw her freedom at hand.
She’d just had the best sex of her life and it was already time to leave. She looked over her shoulder, smiling at the nest. It had been fun… but she had a life to lead. Nodding, she wrapped the robe around her body and made her way to the exit.
She had a lot left to do. Maybe it was time for vampires to get organized.
Without looking back, she exited the jungle, leaving behind one pair of glowing black eyes and a set of full red grinning lips that exposed a set of razor sharp teeth.
Have You Been Flashed?
It’s the question Stephanie Burke is asking.
Stephanie is a multi-published multi award-winning wife and mother of two whose unparalleled imagination causes her no end of trouble. From sex shifting, shape-shifting dragons to undersea worlds, sexually confused elemental fey and homoerotic mysteries, all the way to pastel challenged urban sprites, Stephanie has done it all, and hopes to do more.
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