My mouth was on her cock before I could even process what I was doing. The moment my lips touched the silky skin, a jolt of pure, unadulterated lust shot through me, igniting every nerve ending in my body. I could taste the salty precum that beaded at the tip, and it was like a drug, a potent aphrodisiac that made my head spin and my pussy clench with a desperate, aching need.
"Mmmm~" I moaned around her, the sound muffled but filled with a hunger I couldn't deny. My tongue swirled around the head, exploring the ridges and veins, savoring the unique flavor that was purely Akane.
Each lick, each suck, sent a fresh wave of pleasure coursing through me, a feedback loop of desire that was quickly consuming me from the inside out.
"Ahhh~" Akane's hand tightened in my hair, guiding my movements with a gentle but insistent pressure. She set the pace, a slow, torturous rhythm that had me whimpering and writhing, my body desperate for more. Her cock was a work of art, a perfect blend of soft and hard, and I couldn't get enough of the way it filled my mouth, stretching my lips wide. I was a supplicant at a shrine of pure lust, and I was worshipping with every fiber of my being.
"Look at you, little sister," she purred, her hips bucking forward slightly, pushing deeper into my throat. I gagged, tears welling up in my eyes, but I didn't pull back. Instead, I relaxed my throat, taking her deeper, wanting to please her, wanting to be hers.
My hands roamed her body, exploring the curve of her hips, the firm globes of her ass. I could feel her muscles tense as I squeezed, her control finally starting to fray.
"Fuck, Azariel... your mouth is..." She trailed off, her head thrown back in pleasure, her moaning music to my ears, and with the sound of my own wet, sloppy sucks, her cock sliding in and out of my mouth, my saliva coating it in a glistening sheen. The sounds were obscene, a filthy symphony of sin that made my own arousal spike to almost unbearable levels.
The redhead and blonde, who had been worshipping my body with their tongues, paused their ministrations to watch. Their eyes were glazed with lust, their breaths coming in ragged gasps as they took in the sight of me, a former man, now a willing slave to Akane's cock.
The humiliation should have been crippling, but instead, it fueled the fire burning within me, the desire to be used, to be claimed.
"Akane Onee-sama... she's... she's incredible," the redhead breathed, her hand dipping between her own legs, her fingers moving in a frantic rhythm. "I've never seen anything so... so beautiful."
"Beautiful is one word for it," the blonde agreed, her own hand mirroring the redhead's actions. "She's a goddess. A goddess of lust, and we are her humble worshippers."
Their words, their praise, it was all too much. I could feel my own release building, a coiling tension in my belly that threatened to snap at any moment. I wanted to cum, needed to cum, but Akane held me on the brink, her control over my pleasure absolute.
As if reading my mind, Akane's grip on my hair tightened, and she pulled me off her cock with a wet pop. I gasped, my lips swollen and glistening, my eyes locked on hers, a silent plea for more.
"Not yet, little sister," she purred, her thumb tracing my lower lip, smearing the mix of my saliva and her precum across my skin. "You don't get to cum until I say you can. And I'm not ready for you to cum just yet."
She pushed me back onto the chaise, my body landing with a soft thud on the velvet cushions.
"On your hands and knees, little sister," she commanded, her voice leaving no room for argument. "It's time for the main course."
My body moved on pure instinct, a primal need to obey, to please. I flipped over, my ass in the air, my face pressed into the velvet as I waited for her to take me. I could feel the cool air on my wet, exposed pussy, and I trembled, a mix of fear and anticipation coursing through me.
"Look at that," the redhead breathed, her hands coming to rest on my ass cheeks, spreading them open. "So ready. So willing. She's practically begging for it."
"I think she is," the blonde agreed, her fingers tracing the crease of my ass, teasing the tight, puckered hole. "Should we prepare her for you, Akane Onee-sama?"
Akane considered it for a moment, her hand stroking her cock, her eyes dark with lust.
"No. I want to feel her tightness. I want to hear her scream as I stretch her open. I want to claim her, make her mine in every way possible."
The words sent a shiver down my spine, a mix of terror and exhilaration. I wanted it. I wanted all of it. I wanted her to break me, to own me, to use me until there was nothing left but the raw, succubus need.
She positioned herself behind me, the head of her cock nudging against my entrance. I could feel the heat radiating from her, the promise of pleasure so intense it was almost painful. I braced myself, my hands gripping the velvet, my knuckles white.
"Fuck, look at how eager she is," the redhead muttered, her hands still gripping my ass, spreading me wider for Akane. Her thumbs brushed against the sensitive skin near my entrance, making me twitch. "She's practically dripping. She wants this so bad."
"Shh, let her feel every inch," the blonde whispered, her voice thick with arousal. She leaned down, her lips brushing the back of my thigh, planting soft, wet kisses as her fingers lingered near my clit, not touching, just hovering close enough to drive me insane. "Take her slow, Akane Onee-sama. Let her savor it."
"Hehehe," Akane chuckled, a low, dark sound that sent a shiver through me. Her hands gripped my hips, firm and possessive, and she didn't take it slow.
PAT!
The first thrust was brutal, a searing pain that made me scream. She buried herself inside me in one smooth, powerful motion, her balls slapping against my clit with a wet smack. The pain was blinding, a white-hot flash that stole my breath, but it was laced with an undeniable pleasure, a fullness that was almost overwhelming.
"Ahhhh~!" I cried out, my fingers clutching at the velvet, my body tensing as it tried to adjust to the invasion. But Akane wasn't gentle. She didn't ease into it. She took me with a fierce, unyielding hunger, each thrust harder than the last, pushing deeper, stretching me wider.
PAT! PAT! PAT!
"Look at how her soft ass is bouncing," the redhead groaned, her eyes glued to where Akane and I were joined. "She takes it so well."
"Fuck, you're tight," Akane groaned, her hands gripping my hips with bruising force. "So fucking tight. It's like your pussy was made for my cock."
I could feel every ridge, every vein, as she moved inside me, the friction sending sparks of pleasure mixed with pain through my body. It was a sensation that was almost too much to bear, a perfect mix for a succubus like me. I was being fucked, claimed, and I loved every second of it.
My hips were moving on their own now, grinding back against her hips to meet each punishing thrust. The man I used to be would have been shattered by this—the humiliation, the surrender, the sheer physical invasion. But Azariel the succubus? She was thriving on it. The pain was just a spicy garnish to the banquet of pleasure Akane was force-feeding me.
PAT! PAT! PAT!
"Harder," I heard myself gasp, my voice a raw, desperate thing. "Fuck me harder, Onee-sama."
Akane's answering laugh was a dark, triumphant sound. She obliged, her thrusts becoming even more brutal, her cock hitting a spot deep inside me that made stars explode behind my eyelids. I could feel my orgasm building, a tidal wave of pleasure that threatened to wash me away completely.
But I was still missing something. I needed more!
"Kyaah~" the redhead succubus yelped as I blindly reached back, grabbed her by the tail, and positioned her beneath me.
PAT!
"Ahhh~" she let out a moan as I spread her legs, grew a big red cock, and thrust inside of her in one go. She was so wet, and it slid in like a hot knife into butter.
SMACK!
"Who... who told you to stop?!" Akane smacked my ass, the sting sending a jolt of pleasure-pain that made me clench around her cock. "Keep up, little sister! You wanted more, now take it! Take all of it!"
Her words were a whip, cracking against my pride, but all they did was spur me on. I leaned forward, my hands planting on either side of the redhead's head, my hips moving in a rhythm that matched Akane's. Each deep thrust into the redhead sent me pushing back onto Akane's cock, creating a delicious, punishing feedback loop of sensation.
"Don't forget about me," the blonde succubus quickly took my face, turned it towards her, and slammed her lips against mine. The kiss was a messy, desperate clash of teeth and tongues, her hands tangling in my hair as she poured her own lust into me. I could taste her hunger, her need, and it fueled my own.
She then pulled out, grew a cute little pink penis, and started rubbing it against my cheek.
"Open up, sister," she commanded, her voice husky with desire. "Let me taste that pretty little mouth of yours."
I did as she asked, my lips parting to accommodate her. She wasn't as big as Akane, but her cock was still a welcome intrusion.
"Mmph~!"
I was completely stuffed. Filled from both ends, utilized in every possible way.
Behind me, Akane was a relentless battering ram, her hips slamming into my ass with bruising force. Beneath me, the redhead was a tight, wet sheath for my own throbbing member, her walls clamping down on me with every thrust I delivered. And in front of me, the blonde was fucking my face, using my mouth to get herself off.
I was no longer Azariel the hero. I wasn't a man, I wasn't even a woman. I was a conduit. A living, breathing bridge of lust connecting these three demons, conducting the flow of pleasure like a live wire.
'And I fucking love it!!'