A series in order: Extended Family, By the Old Ones, Succubus, and finally a short story, Threesome.

Extended Family

The old saying is

 “two’s company,

 three’s a crowd.”

But now it’s

 “three’s company,

 four’s a crowd unless

 a fourth or more

 are invited by

consensus.”

By the Old Ones

I grazed those mountain peaks with my tongue.

I licked her parts between and pleasured her by tasting her inner self.

I devoured her saliva and fed her mine locking tongues.

I entered her with pushes as we bucked and fucked, her legs a tightrope around my waist. I sucked her tits tasting blood, fondling her as I held myself up and pushed into her.

We rolled to one side and then the other moving side to side. Finally, she was on top and bore down gasping for life as she shouted, I'll ride you straight to hell if that's what it takes! Blessed be by the power of Satan who fulfills me, and you fill me up.

My penis vomited forth cum inside her and she cried out in pleasure, "Oh by the Old Ones, fuck me well human!"

And fuck we did until we died.

Now we’re fucking on the other side.

Succubus

In the dark of night, I awakened from my dreams.

My covers moved above me, an invisible body, a tongue washing my face, the feel of hardened Chi Chis with rock hard nips, against my chest, as a woman whispers in my ear.

Her legs coiled around me her laughter echoing evilly, she hardens me at will, she controls my erector. She sucks me in and swallows my breath as her vagina squeezes my member in an unbreakable hold. She screams, “Oh, oh, it hurts so much but feels so good. She rises upwards and down at the threshold of pulling it loose. My pleasure a volcano as my lava flows and we cum together. This happens because she can do it. I am sucked dry. She laughs as she flies away.

The succubus says to me as she goes, “By the Prince of Darkness, I’ll return.”

Fool that I am, I can’t wait.

Threesome

Luscious flesh on each side, one dark, one white, two pairs of eyes, one pair jet, the other hazel, one indigo hair, the other a platinum, a tangling with one tongue then with the other, those long black legs and carefully trimmed bush, those long white legs, and an equally trimmed bush.

One is a fluffer pinching the right places, the other one sucks the straw. Both those sets of fleshy pillows heat me to boiling as Starla and Moonchild rub against me and add some more oil to me. I drool eating whipped cream from one’s scoop, and from the others vaginal lips.

Then it’s time, I enter one door and am kept busy by Starla as Moonchild blows in my ears. Then I withdraw, Moonchild’s door opens. I’m a bit limp.

Moonchild laughs and gives me a prescribed shot with a bit of numbing that quickly vanishes. I enter Moonchild’s portal, and we go again as Starla whisper sweet nothings.

Unconscious, the sun abruptly wakens us at dawn.

Starla and Moonchild move like cats as they dress.

Starla says, “Here’s your bill. Also, here’s the copy of your medical release.”

They take my bp, my pulse, and draw blood. They hand me a urine cup. They also hand me a bottle of antibiotics, just a precaution.

Later Moonchild hands me a paper, “Please fill out this survey and tell us how you rate us on a scale of 1 being the worst to 10 the best.”

They leave and I look at the first question, “How did you rate our fucking.”