Dec 24 2012

Speak into the Air by TeraS – Part Five

The story of Speak into the Air continues today… But what does it all mean?

It is a question that only Lily can answer now…

 

Tera

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Speak into the Air

By TeraS

Chapter Five

 

 

“Lily …”

Her reply was a mumble, almost but not quite asleep, not quite all with the world, as beings are when they are on the edge of wakefulness: “mmhgm?”

The chuckle had a deep baritone to it that, even with her being not quite all there, made goose bumps trickle over her skin: “You aren’t going to get to sleep in love. I have plans for you.”

She smiled into the pillow, a reflex that she couldn’t help, and purred, “Make me.”

“If you insist …”

This was the part that she loved most of all. He never just did something; no, that wasn’t her black-tailed Eternal’s way. He never, ever, did the same thing twice, which really was amazing considering that for all of the centuries they had been together, one would expect that things would have become … routine.

They never were, and not this time, either.

He waited.

She did, too.

For the longest time—she didn’t know how long—he just was there … watching. She breathed slowly, trying not to let the anticipation of the moment overcome her good sense. But it was very hard to do that when you knew that your Eternal was close by … and you could feel … things … the warmth from his body, almost touching but not quite; the sound of him shifting on the bed; the whisper of his tail moving in the air as he thought about her, desired her … and only her.

Lily was wet, so achingly wet, wanting to part her legs and let him have his way with her, but this was their game, and so she couldn’t allow herself to do that … yet. But she wanted to, so badly that just barely managing to bite her lip and stifle her moans was taking all of her focus. But the ache spread through her, her toes curling slightly, her muscles tensing, her nipples so stiff now that the sheets were rough against her skin and the sensation thrilled her to the core. It would take so little, so very little, for her to lose the battle and then … oh then …

She couldn’t see him, her face buried into the pillow, and she knew well enough that rolling over or looking to see what he was up to would just mean he’d smile, tweak the tip of her tail with his fingers and then go off to do … something.

And it was the something that was the problem. Knowing him, and just how dominant black tails were, it would involve being put over his knee and having her bum paddled until it was a hot shade of red. Which wasn’t so bad … really. The make-up afterwards part was always … fun.

And she liked … fun. But she didn’t move, and was really proud of herself in not doing so, when he touched the inside of the sole of her right foot with a fingertip. The gasp that was trying to escape her caught in her throat as his other hand trailed against the inside of her left thigh … slowly. She couldn’t hold her breath and let it out in a long shudder before gasping for air again. “You …”

The light swat on her ass made her jump, and he was amused. “Yes? Who else did you think it was?”

She gripped the sheets with her hands, her nails digging in: “Oh, you don’t know them, but …”

It was their way: she was teasing, and he knew it—simply a way for her to tell him that, whatever he wanted to do, she was his … as she would be forever.

“… but they can’t do this.”

His lips kissed against her right calf, feather light, just at that one spot that would just make her melt into the sheets in anticipation of what he would do next. Slowly—and he was an expert at this—he brushed her skin, then kisses followed, moving higher and higher a bare inch at a time.

He was right, of course: no one else could do what he could.

Her voice was husky with need. “mmmm … No … mmmm … they … mmmm …”

His hands now pressing against her thighs made her pause. He would expect her to resist, just a little bit, and she was starting to tense up when he surprised her again. One hand didn’t move, but the other was lightning quick as a finger slipped underneath the base of her tail and rubbed in just the right way there …

… and she saw stars. Most succubi were sensitive in their horns, some also at a spot on their neck or elsewhere. But not Lily, no, her entire body was sensitive to touch and that one spot under her tail was the most sensitive of all. In all of the lovers Lily had before him, in all of the emotions and bliss she had felt, the very first place her Eternal touched her was there, and she wanted him and no other from that moment on …

… and she always would.

When she could think again—it took a little while, but she did manage it … sort of—she felt him straddling her legs, his hands now kneading her rear. She mewled in passion as his fingers pressed and stroked her warm skin. Then she felt it: how slick his hands were, the slickness of her skin as he massaged her there. He had the oil. Oh, God, he was using the oil on her.

There are, of course, aphrodisiacs in the Realm. Some of them are quite safe for mortals to use, most just make the experience … more … a lot more. For the succubi and incubi there really are few that have any true power. One of those Lily was guilty of growing at her own home. She had rationalized that it was to protect the flowers—they were so very rare after all. By themselves, they would add a scent that would enhance the desires in others …

… but add oil to them, one specific kind of oil, and …

… and it was dripping between her legs and making her sex wetter and slicker …

… and hotter …

… and wetter …

He knew this, of course, and her last rational thought was that he probably had used it on himself before he started on her. Stroking his shaft with oil soaked fingers … watching her sleeping … wanting her … waiting for her to … to …

Her tail moved to wrap around one of his arms. No words were needed between them now. A tug moved him over her, his hands spreading the oil over the small of her back and then … then around the base of her tail, but not beneath it. No, that would have been too much too fast. Instead, her tail unwrapped and he began to work the oil into it’s length. Inch by agonising inch. The amber colour shining in the light of the room, turning more gold than amber and making it so much more sensitive than it normally was.

This took time that she couldn’t quite grasp anymore. It was all sensation now, no thought, no consideration.

He moved then to straddle her waist, her tail now behind him, his black tail twining with her own amber, the oil coating his own tail and turning it not just black, but ebony—deepest, darkest black. The tails rubbed together, the heat in them both now pushing thought further away. His hands pressed the oil into her back, then over her shoulders before he massaged her neck, loosening the muscles there and making her body go completely limp, in his control now, unable to do anything but feel him …

… She stifled a sob when he lifted away from her, the need coming closer and closer to consuming her totally. Then he slipped his hands beneath her and turned her over. She wanted to look at him, but a single word stopped her: “No.”

Again the pause … to wait … to whine in anticipation.

Then he touched her again, oiling her from her toes again … the tease. It was not as slow this time; the oil was effecting them both now, and soon they would have no control at all. Fingers spread oil over her legs … thighs … but not her sex—no, he carefully avoided that, or tried to, but couldn’t stop the stream of oil that pooled around her navel from running like a river over her clit and into her folds making her rub her thighs together in need. Over her tummy, beneath her breasts and … oh, he would … a kiss upon each aroused peak before the oil came and the ache became all-consuming …

Her hand reached out and found him … thick, hard, in need for her … so much in need now that the growl that came from her touch broke their control and …

… she pushed him to the floor …

… she straddled him and guided him …

… he arched his hips and drove into her … so deep … so full …

… so …

… and then the oil on him lit up all of her nerves and everything else was fragments of memories …

… flashes of pure pleasure …

… the fires of passion …

… the screams he made for her …

… the screams from her own voice …

In those moments, their souls merged together, completely open to each other’s thoughts, desires, wishes … everything …

It was … perfect.

So absolutely perfect …

… perfect.

“Lily?”

Dec 23 2012

A Review of The Immortals by Ryl Zero

One of the things that I think about when reading stories about Succubi and Incubi is, what do they think in the moments between ecstasy? What drives them? What manages to keep them going in the darker moments on their lives… What happens when you can live forever and you haven’t seen someone else that can for eternity?

The Immortals by Ryl Zero

The story is about:

I’m waiting. Waiting for a friend, a lover, someone lost. I’ve missed the sweet scent of her sex and the feeling of her skin on mine. But she’s coming home, I can feel her. I am an immortal demon, as is she, and we are nothing if not sensitive to the presence of another. I am an Incubus, and she, a Succubus. I lust for her, and I shall have her.

This is a very hot story really. By that I mean that the author builds up the anticipation towards the Succubus and Incubus coming together and that was well done I thought.

The language is a bit gruff and perhaps it didn’t need to be all of the time, but, and this is the thing, the author painted a picture of the club the reader finds themselves in that is well done by far.

I liked the main characters, Micah, who is the Incubus, and Nattie, the Succubus. Their descriptions are lovely and really tempting to read. No horns or tails thought, but considering where they are, and what they do, it has to be expected that their true natures wouldn’t be seen.

What was more interesting was the little flashes of the minor characters in the story. They are teased to the reader, suggesting what might come later, and you find yourself at the end of the story wondering about them and what happens to them.

So, story-wise, and character-wise there is a lot in this author’s work to like. But there is a problem that this author needs to work on I think…

The author needs an editor to check their work. Several places words were wrong, or mist-tensed, or how things were described didn’t sit correctly with the rest of the story. It’s not a huge problem I admit, but I stumble over errors like that in a story and it draws me out of the heat in it.

And there is a lot of heat to enjoy in this story…

I’m giving this work four pitchforks out of five.

Just fix the spelling and grammar and that’s all this needs to have a better rating from me…

 

Tera

Dec 22 2012

A really neat 3D Warcraft Succubus YouTube…

I’ve often said that I don’t care for the Warcraft Succubus… I don’t like her hooves, I don’t like her looks and overall I don’t think much of her…

That doesn’t mean that I can’t appreciate a really well done model of her however…

And if you can’t see it here on the Tale:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yWPLC4rAKBE

And one screenshot from the video in case it vanishes…

WarcraftSuccubus by Blastardinc

I think this is a really well done model of her. Quite a lot of detail and work obviously has been put into her and I appreciate that a lot… I think she looks a lot better here than in her original form in the game, but then that has a lot less rendering in it than what the artist that created this image was using I’m sure.

I still have to wonder if she wouldn’t look better without the hooves, but that’s just my opinion really and that will never happen as Warcraft created her with them.

 

Tera

Dec 21 2012

A Review of Dragonfall by Niall Teasdale

Time for a review of the eleventh book in the Thaumatology series by Niall Teasdale, Dragonfall. Yes, it is billed as the ninth book, but I am counting the anthologies as well. I reviewed the first book,  Thaumatology 101, here. The second, Demon’s Moon was reviewed here. The third book in the series, Legacy, that review is here. The first collection of short stories from this universe called Tales from High Towers’ Study is here.  The fourth book in the series, Dragon’s Blood is reviewed here. And the review of the fifth book in the series, Disturbia is reviewed here. The second collection of short stories, Tales from the Dubh Linn, was reviewed here. And the eighth book in this series Hammer of Witches was reviewed here. And, you can find the review on the Tale for the ninth book called Eagle’s Shadow here as well. Two weeks ago, I also reviewed the tenth book Ancient….

Dragonfall by Niall Teasdale

Dragonfall by Niall Teasdale

Things are… changing… And that’s a problem…

Ceridwyn Brent and Cheryl Tennant are having a very busy year. There is the long-term project to build a ley line bringing energy from the German Rift to London where it will be converted into electricity to run the entire city. There is the annual Thaumatology Conference, this year based in London. And everything seems to be going remarkably well, even if people are still thinking the world might end before New Year.

Then the conference is threatened by a group of militant scientists and there are growing rumours of a war between demons and dragons which has been going on for millennia, but may be about to flare up again on Earth. It is time to pick sides and decide upon loyalties, and Ceri has dragon ancestors while Lily Carpenter, her lover, is half-demon. When colleagues and friends begin to vanish or fall, can the two friends keep their relationship together?

There is a lot, and I mean a lot, of things going on in this book. It is, quite simply, the climax of the entire series and many secrets are revealed which, to be honest, did bother me somewhat. Mind you, there are several cliffhangers, all of which are substantial and important ones that still have to be played out.

The largest reveals being the dragons and their plans, but even though that is core to just about everything that has happened in the series, it is, for me, overshadowed by two things. The first has to do with Twill, but the more important one to me is Lily. Both of these reveals do explain many of the events that have occurred to Lily and as well to Ceri. It is, again for me at least, both distressing in what Lily has to deal with as the story progresses and the choice she has to make. Twill is more concerning in that what she turns to does alter so much for those that care about her.

Lily is forced into a choice that isn’t of her own design, isn’t what she expected she would ever have to do either. But, and this is the important point, in spite of having little choice in what she must do, she does not change who is she because of it. I think that speaks more of Lily’s character, of her true strength, and her own understanding of Ceri than really can be said.

A more difficult plot to watch is Ceri’s. She has been through more than any person should have to face in their lives from what happened to her parents, to all of the horrid things that have happened to her through the series. The subtle shifts that occur over the story, who is touched, how that affects her, and what, in the end, she pressed toward… it’s difficult to accept and in the end, when the reasons are revealed for it, the old saying of “playing dice with lives” came to mind…

I mentioned that there are cliffhangers in this story, several involve characters that are central to Ceri’s life. It is painful to watch and wonder what has happened and if it is possible they will return. But then that is the point isn’t it?

There is a subplot that revolves around demons and there is the barest hint of their world shown. It leaves many questions to be answered, but I expect they will be in the next book if the title is any indication of that. Where that will go is unclear, but I have a fairly good idea of who is involved and what, likely, is coming next. I hope that I am wrong, but I doubt it.

The story moves very quickly leaving little time for the characters to sort out things, or for the reader to pause and try to connect the dots. It is clear that something is going on from the beginning and it will result in a huge problem. After all, combining dragons, demons, a comet, and the end of the world into one story will do that won’t it? It doesn’t feel rushed, just very busy and you need to pay attention to connect the dots.

If you are just starting the series, I wouldn’t start here, you really do need to start at the beginning and see where the threads from the past collide with the story here. The closing of those threads is well done and, really, that’s what I expect from this author. There are continuing D/s themes as well, which have been tending towards a reflection of a certain world view, who’s I won’t say, but it you have followed the story from the beginning, it’s obvious and, to be honest, almost expected.

I was held by the work, enjoyed it very much, and it does make me ponder things and where they are going. That’s why this author is one of my favourite ones…

Five out of five pitchforks…

Oh, and Niall? I am going to hurt you… Mind you, since it’s only one day till the next book The Other Side of Hell comes out, it won’t be for too long…

You might even enjoy it… Just saying…

 

Tera

Dec 20 2012

Succubi Image of the Week 259

I found two images of a Succubus by the same artist on DeviantArt that I couldn’t decide which I liked better… They are both beautifully done, really amazing works and so, for this week’s Succubi I am going to give them both a place here as the Succubi of the Week…

The artist is called Megaween and this is their OC called Succubus…

Succubus by Megaween

Succubus by Megaween

And the other work, which has Succubus and another character called Beast as the subject…

The Succubus and The Beast by Megaween

The Succubus and The Beast by Megaween

I found the first work here on DeviantArt and the second work you can find here as well. The artist’s page is here too, and I really do think that readers of the Tale should visit… They are an amazing artist I think…

She’s just the vision of Succubi sexiness I think… Her clothing looks right on her, I love her tail and her body shape just works perfectly with everything… Her horns might be a little large for me personally, but overall they do look right on her. I even like her wings and I don’t normally like wings all that much…

I especially am thankful that she has normal skin and feet, so that she can wear heels instead of hooves… I would have been really upset if she did…

Really just a wonderful Succubus… Perhaps more of a Succubi in my Realm?

She could well be…

 

Tera

Dec 19 2012

Not a bad combination for a Succubus Costume…

I came across a Succubus or Devil Girl costume that is a suggested combination of some items that one costume site has amiable… And really it’s not that bad a concept and I find myself liking it a lot more than I thought I would…

Devilicious

Sorry for this being a little burry, but the site really doesn’t have a decent sized image of this so… this is the best I can manage…

This costume is a combination of a red corset dress with what the site calls their Devilicious Accessory Kit, which includes the Devil Horns Headband, Devil Fashion Choker, Red Glitter Pitchfork, Satin Black Gloves and Red Glitter Tutu.

It does not include the stockings or the shoes.

Adding up all of the items, save the stockings and the shoes, this costume would cost $92 US. Adding the stockings and the shoes, which they sell, this entire ensemble costs $124 US…

I’m sort of on the fence about this concept for a couple of reasons. The first one is that I have seen other costumes for about the same cost that overall look much better than this idea does. The second is that I don’t care for the horns all that much, nor the pitchfork.

Otherwise, I like the overall look and would probably buy this, use my own horns and pitchfork, and wear it to my annual office Halloween party…

It’s sexy, perhaps a bit less than I like, but there is some promise to all of this…

And really that’s all you can ask for sometimes…

Three out of five pitchforks…

Sexy, not everything I want, but not a bad start…

 

Tera

Dec 18 2012

Desires 59

I kind of took control here for a while… I was in a mood…

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Desires – Needs

By BFSlave and Tera S

Part Nineteen

 

She trailed a fingertip along his neck slowly. She didn’t speak. Words weren’t needed at that moment. She shivered and moaned as his fingers caressed her soft red cheek. Then he gently laid her head on his chest and kissed her horns again. She gasped as the pleasure travelled through her, her tail wrapping around his waist loosely.

She pressed herself against him and then parted her legs to slide her so wet pussy against his leg. Her eyes glowed for a moment, and then his body was surrounded in a green glow that pulsed three times. Then it faded away to reveal that he was as nude as she was. She sighed and pressed tighter still against him. Their hot skin slipping against each other making their pleasure grow and grow. She felt her heart beat faster as they were finally together in the way that their dreams had imagined so long ago. He nibbled on her lips and then looked into her eyes. He took a breath and asked, “What do you want me to do my Mistress?”

Her breath was hot against his ear as she pressed her lips against it and whispered, “I want your thick hard cock driving into my wet pussy as I ride you wildly Derek my love…”

His voice almost broke as he answered, “As you wish my love.”

Then he pressed his lips to her hot red lips. Their tongues slipped against each other in their need for each other. As her lips pressed again against his, her eyes glowed a bright green in her pleasure and she moaned around the kiss. Her right hand slipped down between them and a moment later her long nails were cupping his cock and balls and playing with them softly. At the first touch of her nails against the ridge of his cock he became instantly erect for her.

He gasped and with a smile of pleasure on his lips said, “I love it when you play with your property my Mistress…”

Her hand wrapped around his shaft and then she began to stoke him slowly. As she did she moaned out, “mmmmmmm… My favorite toy….”

He couldn’t help himself and his eyes rolled back into his head. His cock grew longer and harder with each stroke until it was the perfect size and shape for her needs. He blinked and then managed to look into her eyes again. Then he simply let go of everything at that moment and gave himself to her completely. Anything was hers from that moment on. Nothing else mattered but that she was with him. He would do anything for that. As would she…

She pushed him backwards until he was trapped against the couch again. The hunger and love within her eyes were so plain to him. The desire between them was stronger than anything either had felt before in their lives. He spoke his truth to her again, “You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen Mistress Tera…”

She smiled and kissed him deeply again and then she pushed him backwards to land on the couch. She crawled on top of him again and straddled him again to trap him beneath her. She cupped her breasts and moaned, “Thank you so my love…” He reached a hand to fondle and stroke his fingers over her breasts and she froze for a moment to revel in the pleasure of his touch. A touch she needed so much from him…

As he did there was a flash of green behind her and her tail appeared behind her holding a long red silk scarf on it’s tip. She smiled and said, “I feel like being playful tonight Derek…” Her eyes glowed bright green again as she said, “Very very playful my love…”

One of her hands slipped behind her to take the scarf. Then as he watched, she began to tease and slip the scarf around her breasts slowly. All that he could do was smile and wait to see what she had planned for him next. She teased the scarf over his chest, and then around his neck before she laid it across his forehead. She smiled and leaned over him until her hair fell around him, soon the only light he could see was that from her eyes. His mind was held by her eyes and his heart swelled knowing that she was there for him and him alone.

She kissed his nose and then pulled back again. Then her fingers slowly draped the scarf across his eyes. She didn’t tie it. She just left it loose over his eyes resting there. Then she kissed his lips softly before starting to kiss her way down his neck and chest ever so slowly. Inch by inch she kissed lower and lower slowly moving to kneel on the carpet. Each kiss sent hot flashes and cold shivers though him. Each kiss built the arousal and anticipation more and more. Long before her knees touched the carpet her wet pussy rubbed slowly along the length of his cock making it pulse and quiver beneath her. Her tail twisted around behind her and the tip tickled his balls gently again and again.

Then suddenly she moved away. She didn’t touch him for a moment. Then it happened. He felt the touch of her lips against the very tip of his cock. She pressed her lips around the tip and then slid lower until she had enveloped his head with her lips. Then she wrapped her hand around his shaft again, and began to stroke him slowly at first and then harder and quicker with every passing moment. He gasped in the pleasure and could only moan, “Oh yessss Mistressssssssss….” Then she slipped her lips all the way down his shaft until she had taken all of him. Then she began to hum strongly. The vibrations made him shake in need and pleasure. His hips bucked trying to slide himself deeper into her mouth, but she had his whole length already within it.

Then she slipped him out of her mouth with a loud wet pop as his cock slipped free of her lips. But she was far from finished. She nibbled and kissed her way down the ridge of his cock slowly. Her pussy was so wet as she did. She needed some relief and so her tail began to rub itself against her pussy heightening her pleasure. She moaned and then moved back up his cock until she licked again at the sensitive part just under the head.

And this was only the beginning….

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…which means…

 

Tera

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