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Riders of the Storm

Here is a short little Succubus Hot Flash that I wrote a while ago but never shared…

It’s a bit different than my usual writing…

 

Riders of the Storm

By TeraS

 

It was night … no stars in the sky, no moon, either, for the storms of the spring had rolled over the moors and through the fields to surround the little town and wrap it in a cloak of inky blackness …

But he didn’t notice.

He didn’t because he was very much asleep at that moment, warm and comfortable under the sheets, quite unaware of the world around him …

… or the woman standing beside his bed with a bemused smile upon her lips …

She had long wild, red hair. That was the first thing that he would see … when she let him, mind you … then black horns and a long, black, heart-tipped tail. She was a succubi …

Her name he would never know; no one did, save one, and that one knew because she was the Queen of them all. She wore black latex leggings that ended in a pair of six-inch red heels … Come-Fuck-Me heels, of course … a red latex miniskirt that ended a bare finger’s width below her perfectly smooth sex was next … then came the red latex bustier and the black latex fingerless opera gloves on her arms … She was sex personified within the latex, the stiff nipples of her large firm breasts pressed against that latex, crystal clear to any that saw them. Then there were her full, pillow-soft, red lips, and sultry green eyes that shone in the darkness.

There was no doubt whatsoever about what she wanted, after all, given who she was …

She was on the hunt, and he was her prey for that night …

She slowly, ever so slowly, dragged back the sheet that lay over him, and her smile changed from bemusement to knowing. She placed one red-tipped finger against his thigh and stroked against the inside of it, just placing enough pressure that she marked his skin with a white line … marking him as hers from that moment. A little push of her powers into his mind and he fell deeper into sleep; she didn’t want him to awaken just yet … that would never really do …

Like a cat, she then moved to the foot of the bed and crawled up onto it, the mattress not moving at all under her as she did. A press of her right hand against his left leg gave her the space she needed for what she would do next … Again her hand reached towards him, this time to press her nail against the length of his shaft, putting some of her powers into him … After each long, slow, stroke of her nail, he became a little harder … a little longer … the mists of desire that she was enveloping him in fogging his dreams and turning them towards what she was doing to him …

When he was almost hard enough for her, but not quite, then she wrapped a hand around the base of his shaft and drew it upwards and towards her. She began to stroke him … slowly … so achingly slowly … up and down … up and down … the friction of her touch arousing him further and further still …

… but she wasn’t done yet …

A moment later and she kissed the head softly with her red lips before her pink tongue darted out to wet it just slightly … She stroked one finger over the tip and smiled as the first bit of pre-cum appeared there …

… but she wasn’t done yet …

Next, she wrapped her soft, slick, wet lips around it and began to lick and suck on the head, around the crown, tonguing over it … wetly …

… but she wasn’t done yet …

She took her time … savoring him … tasting him … making him harder than he had ever been before in his life …

… but she wasn’t done yet …

Then, with her salvia dripping down the length of him, she began to stroke him with her hand once more, sending heat and need through him and drawing him from the dream into the real world where she had him … and she did have him now …

… but she wasn’t done yet …

His eyes fluttered open to see her there, a sultry smile upon her lips, her hand stroking him once, twice, and then a long deep suck of his cock before her lips popped free …

… and her tail, that long, black, heart-tipped tail swishing in the air behind her …

… and he couldn’t think of anything …

… and when she told him to cum …

… to … cummmmmmmmm …

… he did … endlessly … but was somehow receiving more than he was giving …

… but that was for later … later, when she came back for him …

… for now, she was quite done …

… she left him with a soft kiss on his lips …

… and he didn’t need to think of anything else for a long time …

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