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Marc was feeling butterflies in his stomach. If he didn’t have nerves a week ago, he did now; tomorrow, he’d be heading off to University. Studying Science as a major elective, and history as a minor. It’d be the longest time he’d be away from home and family in his entire life.
Fortunately, Chaney would be there right alongside him, albeit studying cinema and film making. She was super excited, especially since they were staying at the same campus, even the same dorm.
And it made the rather scary prospect just that bit easier to deal with.
Sadly, Sophia wasn’t going to be joining them.
She was going into literature, and unfortunately, the courses at the University he and Chaney were going to, didn’t quite provide what Sophia was looking for.
At least she’d be nearby, and have plenty of prey. But it’d be weird, not having her feeding on him every other night.
She promised she’d be able to visit as often as possible, and to make sure she got her fill of her beloved Soul Mate and her closest friend, but the sinful romps would be far less frequent than they were before.
On the other hand… it might make her a bit ravenous. That could be exciting.
He smirked at the thought as he made sure to pack his things, but it did get him wondering; Sophia had been rather aloof all day, saying she was busy, which, to be fair, she was. But he expected her to be a bit clingy.
Oh well, she was probably just as concerned for her future as he was; succubus or not, she wanted to have real world skills so she didn’t have to completely live off her underworld abilities; that was for fun. Survival, too, but fun.
He stuffed a mid-range laptop his father had bought for him into a bag, which went into his suitcase; he wouldn’t be doing too much hardcore gaming on it, but maybe some older titles would tide him over. He certainly wasn’t taking his normal computer, and he wanted this for doing uni work mostly. He also promised his dad he’d pay him back once he had a job, whatever that may be, because he hadn’t done any part time work or anything. That’d be a shock, he suspected.
Regardless, he looked over his things obsessively, making sure everything was right and proper. It was a bit more than just going away on a long holiday.
Night was beginning to fall, and he was sure dinner was going to be called soon. Unfortunately, his dad was not present tonight, due to a work-related situation, which must have been pretty aggravating, because he stomped out into the garage cursing up a storm under his breath. Even Maria seemed a little surprised about how grumpy he seemed.
Sure enough, dinner was called, and it was an oddly quiet affair. The news played on the TV, and they ate pizza with only a little bit of conversation, but he wasn’t entirely sure it was nerves or emotions they were reconciling with; Maria glanced at him several times with this curious look in her eyes.
After dinner, he went back to his room to once more check his things, but he was starting to suspect something was up.
A few moments later, he heard a knock on the door.
“Meet me in mum and dad’s room,” came Sophia’s voice.
He heard her walk off quietly, and this greatly piqued his interest, and his concern.
So, after a few final checks, he decided to leave the room, pondering just what might have been going on.
He made his way to his parents’ room, and opened the door… and felt flash-banged when he saw Maria and Sophia reclining upon the bed in nothing but lingerie; Sophia sporting white, frilly undergarments, Maria in black lace, both of them staring at him with potent ‘come-hither’ looks.
He was instantly hard, and immediately felt stupid for not guessing the obvious, but… seeing them both like this, caught him off guard.
“Ah, hahaha, what’s going on?” he asked, chuckling nervously, even though he found himself invariably drawn to the bed.
“It’s the last night you’re going to spend in this house for a while. We won’t be together as a family for a long time,” Maria remarked. “Besides visits, it’s going to be… lonely, without you and Sophia here.”
“And I know how nervous you are, perhaps you could do with some relaxation. But more than that, we wanted to congratulate you~” Sophia added.
“Congratulate me?” he asked, standing before the bed.
“Absolutely~!” Maria exclaimed sultrily. “This is a big step, going to university. I’m so very proud of you, Marc~ So, to celebrate this occasion, I thought it might be… fun, for us to enjoy our company together~”
Marc looked between them, caught somewhere in the space between arousal, just a tiny bit of fear, and confusion.
“What about dad?” he asked.
“Truth be told, we only did this because he suddenly had to leave. Poor Peter,” she remarked, sounding genuinely sympathetic for him. “The opportunity arose… so, I think that’s enough questions for now, my boy~ You’ve a big day tomorrow, but tonight… let us make you feel like you’re in heaven~”
She trailed off, and brushed her hand over the bulge in Marc’s pants, whilst Sophia licked her lips and beckoned him to join them.
The confusion was mostly gone now, leaving him with an intense arousal, and that modicum of fear… the fear of being caught between two succubi.
But, that little bit of fear was the perfect spice for his growing arousal; it’d add a thrill to the whole thing.
So he smiled, and laid himself down between the two, slowly stripping himself down to his underwear, with the help of his stepmother and sister, their hands roaming over his body, warm and soft.
They sandwiched him between their bosoms, squashing their breasts against his shoulders, his chest, and his back. He let his own hands roam across their deliciously tanned skin, feeling Maria’s more voluptuous form, and Sophia’s youthful pliancy.
He pushed his face into the crook of Maria’s neck, kissing and suckling, whilst reaching behind himself to grope one of Sophia’s glutes, giving it a possessive squeeze.
He was slowly twisted around in their crawling, shifting embrace, and eventually found his lips sliding onto Sophia’s, her tongue slipping into his mouth, tangling with his.
He moaned softly, his erection straining against his underwear, and starting to peak out through the top of his underwear, leaking precum already.
Maria took advantage of this, and reached around to cup his elongated bulge and stroke it slowly, whilst Sophia clasped both sides of Marc’s head in her hands, murmuring softly, and letting him taste her supernaturally sweet saliva.
Maria slid her hand up, and started rubbing a thumb in circles against the back of Marc’s exposed glans, sending a twitch up through his body.
But the kiss with Sophia soon became a kiss with Maria, as she gently loomed into position, Sophia moving out of the way gracefully, finding one of Marc’s nipples and giving it a lecherous suckle.
He noticed they hadn’t even started using their drains yet. Though quite likely because two drains at once might be a bit much, even weak. He wanted to enjoy this as much as they did, so they’d refrain from turning him into a shivering mess before they were done, happily murmuring as he shifted between their lips, the one not being kissed finding a different spot to kiss and caress on his body each time.
Slowly though, they came to suckle upon a nipple each, swirling their tongues around his nubs gently, teasing each pink disc with tender, precise licks, flicking over the bumps rapidly, before giggling, and sliding their lips together, joining in a lecherous kiss; their hands roamed across each other, their liplock passionate and erotic; well, it was obvious to Marc there was no concern about blood relations between those two.
It was hot as fuck.
He shuddered as their free hands teased his nipples still, but eventually, they broke their kiss, and stared at him with wicked lust in their eyes, the obscenity clear as day.
He shivered under their combined gaze, before he watched them slowly pepper wet kisses and long, promiscuous licks down his torso, making his diaphragm flinch from the touch. This made them giggle, and when they reached his navel, their tongues mingled together to attack his bellybutton directly, and in unison, licking at the sensitive depression, and making him shiver and gasp. They took turns to kiss and suckle over it, before they crept down further and further, grazing their nails across his sides, leaving temporary and rapidly fading welts behind. He groaned, and then gasped, when he felt their tongues graze over the exposed hemisphere of his bellend.
His toes curled instinctively from the combined touch; it wasn’t the first time he had two girls licking his dick, and it wouldn’t be the last.
But it was the first time from two succubi. His Stepsister and Stepmother, no less. He huffed, and groaned, as they imparted tentative, teasing flickers across the underside of his glans, and against the back. They kept eye contact with him, and he saw Maria caressing her daughter’s rump, to which Sophia wiggled her rear against that hand in response, eager and playful.
The display excited him, and another dollop of precum dribbled from his tip.
Maria lapped that first droplet up, murmuring as if savouring a gourmet flavour. But such was his arousal, another one was quickly leaking from his tip, and Sophia was quick to partake.
He watched as Sophia gently teased her tongue across his exposed tip, whilst Maria mouthed and lapped against his still contained length, uncaring of the feeling of cotton against her tongue, moving down to mouth and suck at his balls through the material.
It made his hips twitch, and his cock throb, another dribble leaking from the tip.
He shifted, but their hands held his hips mostly in place as they kept their teasing up. And then, they started peeling his underwear back, pulling them down his legs, shifting his limbs, until they could fling the garment aside with no fanfare.
Now his junk was completely and utterly exposed to the two hungry demons, who licked their lips simultaneously… and moved in close to run their lips along either side of his manhood, from root to tip, tongues dabbing at his skin the entire time, until they were at his helm, sliding their lips over slowly and luxuriously, curling and swirling their tongues around his tip as they kissed and suckled.
He felt their hands move to his jewels, and fondle one each in their hands. They shifted positions, Maria stroking the root of his sack, whilst Sophia juggled his orbs teasingly.
He groaned, gripping the sheets, hearing them murmur mirthfully in response. They lapped up his precum as they kissed and suckled, and repeatedly curled their lips against his tip until they were sharing kisses. Sometimes, they seemed to try and kiss each other whilst his tip was still firmly stuck between their lips.
“Fuuuuck,” he moaned. “This is… this is amazing.”
His praise was answered with lusty chuckles, knowing and confident.
He rocked his head back into the bed, losing sight of the obscene demonstration, but able to vividly feel it, the way their tongues meandered and slithered across his helm, the way their succulent lips pressed and tugged against his steely, sensitive tip, how their hands grazed along his skin, nails pointedly scraping him in tantalising ways, how their breath washed over his mast, and how their murmurs, giggles, and moans send vibrations right into his nerves, tingling him wonderfully.
He lifted his head up, once more observing the obscene display. Now they switched up their methods again, the two sliding down his mast with their lips in constant contact, eager to keep their wet muscles grazing him constantly, leaving behind trails of saliva. Until they eventually came to his balls.
He knew what was to come next, but he still grunted meekly when they curled their tongues against an orb each. They did this several times, even pressing their tongues firmly to his sack and rubbing them chaotically to his skin in undulating motions… before they eventually took an orb each into their mouths, suckling hard, painting him with their tongues, and curling them past their lips beneath his orbs whenever the seal of their mouths broke.
Repeatedly, they did this, and repeatedly stole kisses from one another, as they got constant precum trickling from his tip, such that he could smell his own musky aroma.
Their tongues tangled together, Maria sucking on her daughter’s muscle, Sophia tugging on her mother’s lower lip, and then both seamlessly returned to lapping at his helm. He moaned loudly, feeling himself drawing to a climax already. Maria sucked at his tip, and Sophia tasted his balls, swapping places, lapping up and down his mast in opposite directions. And then, they returned to his head, and started rapidly licking at his tip.
“Fuck… I’m… cumming!” he shouted, moaning and bucking his hips, sending up a spray of white into the air that cascaded down upon their faces, keeping his orgasm going for a little while longer, before pulling back and unfurling their tongues to catch the last of his release.
He twitched a few times with dry shots, before steadily gaining control of his breathing, watching the two demons start rubbing against one another, kissing, licking, cleaning each other’s face. They gasped and moaned softly, and shared his taste, until they were spotless, and cast their gaze upon him, lips tugged into devious expressions.
How could he not want to go again almost immediately after seeing that? His cock throbbed in agreement, and Sophia and Maria seemed to notice.
They chuckled lowly, deviously… and returned to licking his member. They used their lips more this time, tilting their heads so their lips were parallel with his manhood, slotting his bellend between them… and they slid up and down his mast a few times, and briefly teased his balls, until Maria lifted away.
Allowing Sophia to cast Marc a wink, before gripping his root and taking the first half of his cock into her mouth.
She murmured, suckling slowly and wetly, tongue curling around his mast as she slowly dropped lower and lower upon his rod, twisting her head in gradual degrees, and making sure her lips pulled tight around his girth.
She easily reached his root, and promptly started to bob up and down the length of his member, Sophia fondling his testicles in the process.
Maria occupied herself by meandering below Sophia’s head and pushing her hand away, such that the stepmother could take over teasing his balls.
Maria tugged on his sack, and flickered her tongue across it, drawing the lot into her mouth, lips tight around the root of his scrotum.
They still kept eye contact, and the intensity of their gaze along felt hypnotic. He couldn’t look away save for the moments he clenched his eyes shut and rocked his head into the mattress from the stimulation on his cock, but he was always back to staring. He heard the gentle squelching, smacking, and quiet slurping of their oral work, and felt the soaking his package was receiving. It was incredible.
Every moan they made sent vibrations into his flesh, the thrumming getting his nerves rightly worked up.
And just then, Sophia slid off his manhood. But with barely a glance, Maria released his balls, and they exchanged places, Marc letting out a groan as he was taken into his stepmother’s throat.
Her gullet hugged and squeezed his mast, whilst Sophia twisted her lips around his balls, their approach to the parts of his junk just a little different between them. He felt his hips buck without warning, but that didn’t slow them down whatsoever.
The warmth of their mouths was its own euphoria, feeling the touch of Hell tantalising his mast. Every now and then, he felt them use their teeth in masterful fashion, scraping his most sensitive spots with a hard, but delicate, touch. It made him wince in extra stimulation.
They swapped a few times, Sophia swift and attacking him with her tongue at multiple points, Maria slower but more intense with her throat, but both shared techniques; like mother, like daughter.
He gripped the bedsheets, feeling himself nearing a second orgasm, precum leaking from his tip, and lapped up by whoever was gobbling his mast at the time.
It was Sophia who had him in her throat that got his release first, Marc moaning loudly and bucking into her face in reflex, curling his toes and all but whimpering from the pleasure as Sophia gulped it down.
But she pulled off to let Maria take just his tip into her mouth, tongue waggling harshly to his throbbing glans to eke out the rest of his ejaculation, her lips tugging mercilessly around his helm, one of her hands gently stroking his sodden shaft.
She released him with a pop once he was spent, and both opened their mouths to demonstrate their ravenous hunger; not a spot of residue was left behind.
“You’re extra tasty today, Marc~ What’s gotten into you, I wonder~?” Sophia asked wryly.
“I’d say it’s two irresistible succubi ravishing him with the best pleasure he could ever ask for~” Maria teased.
“His own family too… yeah, that would improve the flavour~” Sophia agreed.
They were bizarre remarks, but he was used to them by now, and he was raring to keep going.
“Well… don’t you want the full course~?” he teased in return, feeling a little cheeky.
“Oh, we’ll be eating the lot~” Maria assured him, before they both moved in unison.
He watched as Sophia moved behind him, sitting him up and pulling him against her, her still-contained breasts squashing against his back.
Meanwhile, Maria laid down between his legs, and shuffled forward. She lifted her chest… and slipped his erection between her voluminous bust, her brassier keeping them nice and squished together, the luxurious pressure around his mast making him gasp.
“I bet you’ve wanted to fuck mum’s tits again ever since the first time~” Sophia teased.
“Well… you got me there,” he admitted.
“Don’t tell me you’re easily swayed by a nice rack, son~” Maria quipped pointedly, squeezing her breasts tighter and giving a single, slow, firm pump, Maria pinning her lower lip seductively.
“Guh… when they’re that good… how can I not?” he answered, watching as his tip sank into the depths of her cleavage.
“Mmm, good point~” she conceded, before starting to pump her breasts, loosening up a little and able to focus on just moving them. She could even plant her hands either side of his waist and move her body, and still give him a firm stroking, her bra doing well to keep her breasts squeezed together.
“Fuuuuck,” Marc whined, prompting Sophia to press a finger to his lips.
“C’mon, I know you can use your mouth for better things~” she purred, before angling herself around and tilting his head so she could steal a kiss from him.
He returned it eagerly, clutching her cheek tenderly, leaving her hands free to caress him in long strokes up and down, gingerly rolling over the ever-so-subtle indents of his ribs, and brushing fingertips across his nipples teasingly.
The kiss was short lived, however, as Sophia didn’t want to deprive Marc of the view of their mother milking his dick with her bust. She blew him a kiss, returning her hands to her bust so she could rub her globes in different directions, stroking all around, in opposite directions, sometimes shaking her chest back and forth, though it was a different feeling when they were contained by her bra, so instead of slapping against his rod, his dick was swung back and forth whilst her breasts caressed and stroked at the same time.
Precum oozed from his tip, so the lubrication was maintained, though the amount of their saliva that caked his length did that well enough.
And then, she slowed down, and stopped, casting him a wicked glance.
“Don’t forget… we are demons~” she warned seductively… and let her tongue roll out far further than any human could achieve, nearly a foot of slippery muscle lolling down between his cock and her torso… and when he felt the tip tickle his base, that tongue entwined itself around his mast like a spring.
Then, she resumed her pumping, only now, stroking her tongue back and forth in the opposite direction, making sure to grind over his glans as best she could.
It took its toll on Marc, who moaned and whined… but it wasn’t just Maria’s impossible tongue he had to contend with.
Sophia once again shifted around to steal a kiss… but this time, her demonic muscle slipped out in advance of her lips, and slithered into his throat with ease. He gurgled a little, but after so many of these kisses, it was hardly an effort, and he moaned softly, meshing his lips with Sophia’s, whilst lapping at the length of her tongue in his mouth, murmuring around the rest of it exploring his throat.
Through the corner of one eye, he could still see Maria’s efforts, and feel it regardless of whether he could see or not. Especially the throbbing of his cock, shunting more precum out of his tip every twitch it made.
They still hadn’t used their drain on him yet, and at this rate, he wondered if they’d exhaust him through successive ejaculations instead. But he knew them… they’d want a taste of his soul.
Eventually, he began to buck his hips, not in climax yet, but drawing nearer to it. Maria intensified her efforts, and Sophia withdrew her tongue from his mouth, letting him watch Maria’s final attack on his cock, as she gripped her breasts tightly, crushing his rod between them, practically squeezing out his orgasm, all as her tongue rapidly stroked his mast with merciless stimulation.
The edges of her tongue’s coils pressing and grinding over his corona and pressing against the underside of it was particularly intense. Just one of many points of pleasure that drove him over the edge, moaning boyishly as he bucked into his stepmother’s tits.
Maria reacted by slowing down even further, and squeezing even tighter, starting from root and stroking up to his tip, before he finally stopped spilling his seed within her cleavage and letting it fountain all over the tops of her breasts.
As he calmed, Sophia removed herself from behind him, and instead moved behind her mother… promptly undoing the clasp of Maria’s brassier, allowing her to toss it away; Maria’s breasts practically spilled over Marc’s crotch, letting their weight rest upon him in full. But it wasn’t for long, because Maria slid them away with a sticky tugging sensation… but her tongue remained.
And with a devious glance from Sophia, was soon joined by his stepsister’s, starting from his root, entangling his balls, and winding around the gaps in Maria’s tongue’s coils, leaving Marc’s penis cocooned in slick, twisting flesh as the tip of Sophia’s tongue draped over his glans.
With his member wrapped in luxurious meat, the two demons glanced at him, casting open-mouthed grins his way, before they began to make their tongues squirm.
He moaned loudly, still in the period of post-orgasmic sensitivity, twisting against the bed as those two inhuman tongues crawled and writhed around his mast, licking his balls and rolling over his glans relentlessly.
With how sensitive he was, having no real chance to calm down from his third orgasm, the fourth was rather rapidly wrung out of him, though it wasn’t too large… not that he could really tell, only seeing some white seeping out between the slithering coils of tongue.
His whimpering stopped when they stopped, Sophia and Maria unwinding their tongues from around his mast, twitching from the harsh, wonderful stimulation they subjected it to.
They gave him a proper chance to recover, but they didn’t make it uneventful. They put on a show for him, glancing at him before Sophia moved to run her tongue all over her mother’s unbound bust, suckling on her nipples and lapping up his residue. She buried herself in her mother’s cleavage, the sound of her cleaning audible to Marc, watching Maria hug her daughter’s head deep into her breasts.
Sophia moaned softly, and proved quite thorough, leaving no spot behind. Eventually, her attention started shifting higher… way above where he had spilled his seed, until they were kissing again.
This time, Maria removed Sophia’s bra, tossing it aside with expert motions, not missing a beat with the liplock.
Eventually, they broke the kiss, and looked upon Marc, who had not gone soft in the slightest after seeing that. His eyes were so very wide.
Then, Maria beckoned to him, and took a hand of one of her breasts in offering. She licked her lips.
It was an easy offer to accept, and he readily crawled over to her. But before he took her up on her offer, he instead cupped the side of her face, and moved in for a kiss.
Their tongues mingled, and he moaned when hers lengthened again, sliding tenderly into his throat. His eyes rolled up a little, but they returned to level position when he broke the kiss, watching and feeling as inches of tongue slid over his tongue and lower lip, recoiling back into Maria’s mouth.
“That… is so fucking hot~” he stated with marked confidence.
“You don’t think I just got it from nowhere, right~?” Sophia teased on the sidelines, before Maria held a hand to the backs of both of their heads.
“Now now… no need to boast… just enjoy yourselves~ Mother has a treat for you both~”
She laughed softly, and her eyes told him something was up. But Marc was always happy to see what tricks his succubi family had up their sleeves.
“Alright… let’s see what that is~” he said, and promptly latched onto Maria’s nipple, lips wrapping around as much of her peak as possible.
Sophia did the same, both of them tugging and suckling on their respective nipple.
Marc attacked her nipple with enthusiasm, eager to make her feel good.
The soft gasps that left Maria were a great deal of encouragement.
And then, Sophia moved her hand down to wrap her fingers around his mast, and start stroking.
He groaned, and his suckling faltered for a moment, but he took the opportunity to return the favour, sliding a hand down to hook two fingers into her sopping pussy. He felt an intense delight fill him, hoping he’d be able to imprint this in his mind.
Maybe use any tricks he learned here on Chaney, really see her scream. Though he wasn’t sure what tricks he was learning in particular that were new that he could use… the stamina definitely helped.
Then, something unexpected happened… he felt something warm, wet, and creamy grace his tongue.
He paused, and glanced up at Maria. She simply returned a devious glance, full of warmth and lust, and caressed the back of his head.
To his side, Sophia moaned, and he could see and hear her starting to suck hungrily on Maria’s other teat.
He realised what was happening… and needed no further encouragement to pull as much of her breast into his mouth as he could, murmuring in delight as a gentle flow of milk rolled across his waggling tongue and down his throat.
This had to have been a magical trick of hers, making herself lactate. He didn’t think she was pregnant, he was told that was not an easy thing for Lust Demons.
He was all too happy to indulge in it though, drinking down the creamy nectar, tugging firmly on Maria’s breast, twisting his lips a little, and flicking her nipple with his tongue, coaxing more milk out of her, working his jaw away to massage her globe to get even more.
Both he and Sophia drank ravenously from Maria’s breasts, and she moaned luxuriously in response, gripping both of their heads that little bit more tightly.
It also prompted Sophia to stroke Marc’s cock even faster, twisting her hand and rolling it over his glans, precum slicking up his tip to make that smooth.
He moaned into Maria’s breast, but he didn’t stop drinking. And the more he drank, the more invigorated he felt… and the more a slight haze descended upon his mind, his body tingling all over just a little bit.
Her milk must have had aphrodisiac qualities… dangerous and hot as fuck.
He moaned as he dribbled more precum, Sophia starting to stroke so fast that he could feel himself drawing to his fourth climax.
He curled his toes, kneeling on his knees as he was, feeling ready to paint Maria’s belly in a fresh coat of white.
Sophia’s efforts changed up repeatedly, from simple rapid and twisting strokes, to slow, firm grinding that focused on his sensitive glans.
His hips started to twitch involuntarily… and when Sophia doubled her efforts, he couldn’t hold back, and moaned into Maria’s globe, the modest bucking from how he was kneeling still enough to send ropes across Maria’s belly.
He slowly released her mammary, rivulets of her nectar trickling down his lips and down her breast, the milky beads crowning her areola. He smirked, and leaned in forward, pressing his tongue firmly to her cap and ‘cleaning’ off her teat.
She murmured in delight, and Marc watched Sophia do much the same, both looking at Maria with eager delight.
“How was that, my dears~?” she asked.
“Fucking incredible~” Marc praised.
“I need to learn how to do that~” Sophia crooned, and pointedly looked at Marc.
Before he could feel himself grow flustered, Maria’s sonorous chuckle got their attention.
“Give it enough focus, and you will… but Sophia, dear, do you think you could clean off my belly~?” she asked, leaning back and brushing her fingers across the stains on her gut, drawing some of Marc’s seed with them, allowing Maria to suckle her fingers seductively, tasting him with an appreciative murmur.
Sophia wasted no time in crawling forward and licking her mother’s belly clean of Marc’s cum, moaning from the taste. In her position, her ass was raised, and… Marc just couldn’t help himself, crawling around to take one of her cheeks in hand, and gripping tightly, running his tongue firmly across that smooth, tanned ass, taking every opportunity to kiss and suck and knead that glorious rump.
She giggled and teasingly wiggled her rump… whilst Maria reached out to trace a fingertip up and down Marc’s perineum, making him shiver.
Once Maria’s gut was clean, the two exchanged a steamy kiss, before Marc found himself being guided to Maria, his back placed against her as he was laid upon her lap by Sophia, his head just above Maria’s crotch, her hands gently resting on his upper arms.
It was there, that he got to watch as Sophia removed her panties, flicking them onto Marc’s face with a smug grin. He pulled them off and threw them away… watching Sophia turn her back to him and slowly descend her ass towards his member.
She let his tip prod her pucker a few times, before she bent his mast down and sandwiched his slick length between her glorious cheeks and his gut, and started to slide back and forth like his cock was a rail, though of course, Sophia’s glutes had pleasant contact with his gut as she ground against him.
He watched the hypnotic motions of his stepsister’s grinding, especially when she began to gyrate her hips in circular motions, twisting his cock back and forth across his gut like a pendulum. It felt good and he moaned huskily, Maria’s hands sliding across his chest, and teasing his nipples as she did.
He was enjoying himself so much, and they weren’t even using their drains… well, that began to change.
He felt the subtle tingles of a weak drain form at his cock, and around his nipples, the ever so subtle glow of their auras forming.
He saw the wispy currents of light swirling around his cock into Sophia’s ass, and around his nipples, winding around Maria’s fingers.
It made him arch his back and moan, a harsh gasp following; having two separate drains from two separate succubi was a different experience over multiple drains from the one. He couldn’t quite describe it, he could feel the difference. He couldn’t explain it… but he enjoyed it.
He watched his glans almost disappear in the cleft of Sophia’s rump, her pucker gliding over the back of his helm with undulating movements before she slid back down, sighing lustfully. He knew damn well she could get him to cum like this. She enjoyed it, pushing him over the edge with outercourse.
Having fun with Sophia didn’t even have to involve sticking his dick inside her. It was amazing.
“Fuck, you’re so hot~” he praised, prompting Sophia to giggle as she looked over her shoulder at him with a knowing look.
“Hear that, mum~? I’m so hot~” she remarked cheekily.
“Oh, I hear it~” Maria answered. “I’ve heard it plenty of times~”
She chuckled, and Marc groaned, though he was pretty much accepting of the fact Maria probably knew a lot more about his sex life with Sophia than any would consider normal.
But he wasn’t normal anymore. Nor was his father. Their thinking had been warped by these two demons… and he’d never felt more happy in his life.
It worked, and only for them, as Soul Mates.
He moaned, but saw that Sophia wasn’t going to get him to cum this time with her stroking. She was going straight to one of her most tantalising pleasures; her anal.
She raised her hips, letting his dick rise with her, until she was all but sitting on it, ready to swallow it to the hilt in that ass of hers.
She gyrated her hips a few times, grinding in circles against his glans… until she began to descend with a long, drawn-out moan, musical and salacious.
His vocal pleasure joined it, Marc’s moan tapering into a gasp once Sophia’s rump began to compress against his hips.
He loved how her bubbly ass squashed against his lap, and he couldn’t help himself reaching out to grab and slide his fingertips along her hips down her rump, really taking in the curvature of her ass. She really had that Latina build, even if she and Maria didn’t seem all that Latina in mannerisms, far removed from that locale.
Still, the crushing tightness was far more distracting, the warmth and heat of Sophia’s canal familiar, but always overwhelming. He was fortunate he leaked a lot of precum these days, and that Succubus saliva lasted a while. It was enough lube for her to start bouncing, and bouncing quickly.
The lecherous slapping echoed throughout the room, a slight wet quality to it. He felt moisture from her pussy flicking onto his balls every time she dropped down.
And her gasps of delight, and the laughs that mixed with them, had Marc’s ears burning.
He himself couldn’t stop his moans from coming, and he found no respite in Maria’s embrace, the woman suddenly sliding herself out from beneath him, until she was draping herself over his body from above… smothering his face in her cleavage.
Though he was deprived of the sight of Sophia’s tantalising ride, the feeling of Maria’s bust in his face was always welcome, muffled moans leaving his mouth as his Stepmother pressed her bust together and shook her torso, rubbing her bosom against Marc’s head whilst cackling softly. And she took the opportunity to unfurl her tongue, and lap at his nipples, sucking each into her mouth at a time.
He whimpered reflexively, his back arching slightly, though hardly as much as it could with as much weight now bearing down on him, and from the repeated slapping upon his hips.
He brought his hands to Maria’s bust, prompting her to remove her own, allowing them to caress up and down his sides, leaving Marc to play with his stepmother’s mammaries on his own, jiggling and shaking them against his face.
He huffed in delight, and lapped at Maria’s sternum, and turned his head to kiss and lick at the inner sides of Maria’s breasts, earning giggles from the mature succubus.
But even as he immersed himself in the luxury of her bosom, the intense stimulation of Sophia’s ass was never far from his mind, or his moans.
Least of all because her drain was currently stronger than Maria’s, who was keeping her siphon very minute. Sophia’s was still weak, but it was definitely a notch above Maria’s at the moment.
Still not enough to get Marc fatigued, and he was happy about that. He leaked precum into Sophia’s rear, and felt every change in method she made, including when her bouncing stopped to grind circles against his lap, rolling and gliding her hips firmly across his groin.
Fuck, if they were malicious, he was done for. He would’ve welcomed it.
But… he knew it wasn’t a long con. He couldn’t quite explain it, but he felt a connection to Sophia. A feeling, a sensation, of rightness. Of correctness.
It felt too… fundamental and deeper than just subconscious thought, for it to be self-deception.
It was a newer feeling, one that, when he was starting to grasp it, he didn’t feel surprised by. It felt right.
He pushed those thoughts aside and focused on the two demonic beauties, his own step-family, showering him in bliss. He could feel his next orgasm coming, moaning non-stop, starting to shift and squirm beneath Sophia’s ass as she resumed her bouncing, the slaps almost stinging now.
“Yes~!” she cried out. “Yes, yes, cum for me, Marc!”
Well, how could he not when she asked so nicely?
It only took a few more bounces before he was cumming hard in her rear, shaking and twitching as he bucked up into Sophia’s rear. She slammed down a few more times before squashing her rear against his hips, and spasmed atop of him, spattering his balls with her ecstasy, balls which were tugging repeatedly upwards with each spurt he loosed.
It was also when he felt her drain surge, their auras brightening a little and intensifying the bliss, momentary fatigue nagging at his mind. Even Maria’s subtle drain ticked up a little with the temporary collapse of his spiritual barriers.
He clenched his eyes shut, enduring this ecstasy… and then it was over, Sophia’s drain easing off, and his stepsister lifting away from his hips, releasing his cock, gliding her glutes down his mast. At that moment, Maria pulled back, freeing him from the depths of her cleavage, letting him take in a deep, gasping breath.
Sophia sighed, and looked over her shoulder at him, one side of her face hidden by her silky locks.
“You’re still cumming so much even now~” she remarked in praise.
He calmed his breathing, and though it was still a little elevated, he gave her a smirk.
“I’m… haa, not done yet~”
“Not while you’re still conscious~?” Maria teased, circling one of Marc’s nipples and making him groan softly. But he did manage a laugh.
“Not while I’m still conscious~” he confirmed, and Maria and Sophia shared a low, lusty cackle.
He suddenly rolled himself over, until he was between Maria’s legs, sliding his hands along her thighs.
“I think, it’s only fair I give you an orgasm too, since Sophia got one~” he said, as he crawled up in between Maria’s thighs, fingers gliding along her olive skin with delicate reverence.
He brought his hands to her hips, and then slid them down to her rump, and squeezed possessively.
This allowed him to pull himself just that little bit closer, enough to let him curl his tongue across Maria’s slit, and off her clit.
She sighed, and cast a lusty glance down at him.
“That’s a good boy~” she praised, and moaned again when he flicked her clit.
It made him feel good to be praised, especially now that he prided himself on his pussy-eating; practise with Sophia and Chaney had paid off. Especially for making Chaney feel good.
He brushed his lips in sucking motions against her vulva, whilst pushing the tip of his tongue up between her clitoral hood, and the bud it was named for.
While Maria was moaning and shivering, bringing her hands to Marc’s head and scraping his scalp gently, he felt Sophia move behind him. He raised a brow and just slightly looked over his shoulder, without really taking his mouth off Maria’s pussy.
That’s when he felt his stepsister all but slap his ass as she gripped his cheeks, playing with them a little before pressing her face into his rear. Her fingers kneaded his glutes… and then he heard her utter an incantation.
Her fingers pressed to his pucker… and he felt the rush of cleansing magic course through him.
He gasped right into Maria’s pussy, and moaned softly when Sophia’s tongue curled against his pucker.
Her technique was sloppy in the wet sense… but precise, seemingly lazily curling her tongue up and down against his sphincter, and upon itself, yet managing to hit every sensitive point along his ring of muscle, whilst intermittently slipping down his perineum to tease his balls, her path across his taint undulating and wriggly.
He sighed, and pushed his ass just a little more into Sophia’s face as she teased his pucker.
Meanwhile, Maria seemed all too pleased with Marc’s efforts on her own tender spot, his lips wrapping tight around her bud, sucking on the flesh around it and flicking his tongue rapidly against it.
Maria’s moans were shrill, and musical. Marc felt invigorated just hearing it. He opted not to try and gently ‘bite’ her clit, with Sophia tonguing his ass like she was, in case a shiver or a moan messed him up… so instead, after a sudden, harsh suckle against her clit, he slipped downward… and plunged his tongue deep into her pussy, as far as he could reach, and started waggling his muscle as aggressively as possible.
He mouthed to her vulva, sucking hard and working his jaw away as insistently as possible, such that a noise was audible over Maria’s luxurious moans.
He could feel a quiver around his tongue and against his lips, her grip on his scalp tightening, her thighs gently closing in around him… and the prickling tugging of her siphon, slowly strengthening and leeching energy out of his face, his lips, and his tongue, Marc occasionally catching glimpses of his tongue swirling with vaporous glow.
He didn’t think it strong enough to push him over the edge, even with Sophia’s own drain making his pucker tingle like crazy, his body starting to shiver. He huffed, and wrapped his hands around beneath Maria’s thighs, grappling their inner surfaces with his hands from below, letting his fingers sink in slightly. The small amount of pliancy she had with her voluptuous frame was just irresistible.
He gulped down her arousal, enjoying the subtly sweet flavour, before finally achieving his goal; making Maria cry out in bliss.
She moaned loudly and in delight, bucking her hips and arching her back, pulling Marc’s head firmly against her mound as she came, spasming almost violently, juices sputtering into his mouth as her sweet aroma and her drain intensified, her legs gently clamping around his head. They were shivering, and they felt incredible as they squeezed.
He could feel Sophia laughing in her own delight right into his ass, making him groan himself.
Maria’s climax lasted for only a short while, but it was intense enough, feeling the prickles of many points of drain leaching out of his face.
His toes curled… and then Maria’s drain faded, and she loosened up around his head, raking her fingers affectionately through his hair.
She let him pull away, his face stained with her juices, which she reached down to gather a sample of, so she could taste her self with a lewd suckling of her fingertips.
“I bet you taste good~” Sophia remarked, extricating herself from Marc’s rear, crawling up beside him.
“You would know, dear~” Maria teased in return.
Marc wondered what they got up to at times… how much they enjoyed each other’s company. He would’ve loved to have watched that, just seeing them going at it without any other concerns.
The two giggled, but they then turned their attention back to Marc, and clutched a cheek each in one of their hands.
“You don’t think that’s it, do you~?” Maria said with a slight salacious danger to her tone. “You know what was said~”
“Til’ I pass out~” he reiterated eagerly. “I know~ So… what next~?”
Sophia and Maria shared a grin, before they rolled Marc over onto his back into the middle of the bed.
There, he watched as they stood over him; Sophia over his head, Maria over his crotch. Sophia’s ass seemed perfectly clean; perhaps she used magic to absorb what he left behind.
They both made sensual gyrations with their hips, dancing motions to entice him with, their hands roaming up and down their frames with seductive grace. They brushed over their breasts, tugging on their globes and letting them drop with a bounce, Maria a little more jiggly than her daughter’s perkier bounces. They cackled softly, blowing him kisses, moving as if in sync with one another. He wondered if they could share their thoughts…
His wondering did not last long, as he watched them both slowly drop to their knees, their groins coming to him.
And he welcomed them, his cock twitching right before its tip was ‘kissed’ by Maria’s labia, and his fingers grazing along Sophia’s hips, taking hold as she crouched upon his face, her vulva pressing to his lips.
Maria teased his member a little first, prodding his tip with her clitoris, and brushing her labia over his helm, spreading it gently and in tantalising fashion.
But it was only moments before she decided to swallow him to the hilt, dropping the rest of the way with slow, twisting gyrations that stirred his member about.
He groaned, and then sighed, enjoying the feeling of their flesh compressing against his hips and his face.
They too sighed, feeling their own pleasures… and then they began to rock and roll their hips in unison, though their motions were not identical; they moved in different directions, in different ways, grinding hard or soft at different times, back and forth or in circular motions, Sophia naturally making sure her vulva was always in contact with Marc’s lips, and he didn’t stand idle while they did, tugging gently on Sophia’s hips so he could thrash his tongue against her slit, taking every opportunity to flick her clit whenever it passed over his mouth.
Muffled though they were with her ass squashing his head, Sophia’s moans were invigorating to Marc, but he couldn’t stop himself from moaning.
Maria’s pussy was just as incredible as he recalled, the tight hugging of her folds, and their gentle but firm rippling as she flexed her muscles, got him leaking another load of precum almost immediately.
But what really got him gasping, was the sensation of their two drains, both siphoning energy off his soul, the currents wending through his body and manifesting as swirling eddies, which he got a chance to witness when Sophia briefly lifted away from his face… probably to let him see his stepmother’s glorious motions.
He saw it spiralling up his mast once Maria started to rock back far enough with sensual, graceful movements, to make his cock appear and disappear inside her pussy, coiling helixes of light that brought with them that supernatural pleasure he so loved.
His tongue probably had something similar going on once Sophia dropped back down to rest on his face, letting him resume tonguing her pussy, though he couldn’t see it with his eyes covered in her glorious ass… which he slid his hands around to play with, gently kneading her glutes and feeling her flesh resist her grip. He moaned, and huffed into her mound.
Maria, meanwhile, again changed approach, and he felt her rump and thighs slap against his crotch, the smacks filling the room and mixing with the moans of both his step family.
They were muffled through a layer of luxurious ass, but they made him feel so good, knowing they were enjoying themselves, because he certainly was, leaking precum and energy into Maria’s pussy, whilst his waggling tongue tingled with the energy that swirled around his tongue, turned into an erogenous zone by Sophia’s drain, so even eating her out felt pleasant to him.
He was just as thorough with her muff as he was Maria’s, and earned as many moans for his efforts.
But he soon felt a shift in weight from the both of them… and immediately after, heard their moans become muffled and garbled… as a gentle smacking joined the noise.
They were kissing with each other while they were riding him! He wished he could’ve seen it, because the visual was a fucking hot one in his mind.
It made his hips buck weakly up into his stepmother, but there wasn’t much to do with the weight she exerted, pleasant though it was.
But he tried all the same, and ravenously ate away at Sophia’s slit, hands sliding from her rump to her waist, grazing her belly and back down to her rear, caressing wherever he could reach.
He pushed his tongue deep into Sophia’s slit, feeling her walls gently close in around his muscle, eager to embrace it.
Much like Maria’s shaft was constantly stroking and massaging his length with the practised efforts of her muscles. His moans were gaining a shrill tenor, he could feel his cock throbbing powerfully, ready to fill Maria’s womb with his seed, his own stepmother.
The pressure was building, and she made sure to attack every part of his shaft, circling her hips wide and twisting his member in every direction, forcing his tip into her textured walls, whilst one side of his root felt even more tightly squeezed by her labia whenever she dropped down.
Occasionally, she stopped to grind against his crotch with salacious circular motions, like Sophia had done with her ass.
Soon enough, he could feel the seconds ticking down to his release, for when he would cum.
Three… two… one…
He moaned loudly into Sophia’s pussy, and bucked hard and involuntarily into Maria’s, releasing a torrent of cum deep into his stepmother’s depths.
His spiritual barriers came crashing down… and perhaps, between his shuddering motions and bucking hims, along with the surge of energy from his orgasm, it was what sent Sophia and Maria over the edge, the two of them moaning into each other’s mouth as they maintained the liplock through their ecstasy.
Sophia spattered fluids all over his face, whilst a small surge from Maria’s pussy kept his cock nice and soaked, their spasming bodies pleasantly shivering against his skin.
He gripped onto Sophia’s hips tight, before the three of them started to calm.
There was a moment when they were still, still in their positions, but when it was over, Maria and Sophia got off Marc’s body, leaving him to gasp softly as he took in fresh air… though now it was laden with their pheromones, tickling his nose pleasantly.
They crouched down either side of him, brushing their hands teasingly across his body, chuckling lowly at his panting form.
“Still not done, hmm~?” Sophia teased, brushing her fingers across his lips.
He was starting to feel fatigued now, but he was determined to keep going; this was a special night.
“I’ve… got some more in me,” he said between pants, sitting up and smirking at his step family.
“Good, because I have a treat for you~” Maria said, as she then positioned herself on her arms and knees, reaching behind with one hand to tug aside one of her glutes, exposing her pucker, which seemed to ever so subtly wink at him in a tempting manner. “Wouldn’t you like to mount me, dear~”
Would he.
With a surge of energy, he got up and moved behind Maria, shuffling on his knees. With cock in one hand, and reaching out to grasp her hip with the other, he rubbed his glans teasingly against his demon stepmother’s anus, pressing firmly and gently twisting his steely glans about.
And then, he focused on her hole… and pushed in side slowly.
He watched as he slowly slid inside of her, feeling the tightness of her rear swallow him. He kept pushing until his hips pressed against her glutes, and he kept pushing still until he was as deep as he could manage, and found himself unable to go any further.
And he sat there, for a little while, enjoying the feeling of her warmth tightly wrapped around his sensitive member, the tingling delight of her gentle drain swirling around his manhood.
But after a time, he was eager to go, and pulled back slowly, if only to savour the sensation, and to tease Maria a little bit.
It worked a treat, the both of them moaning, Marc kneading her ass gently, and occasionally giving it a light spank to see the cheek jiggle. It made Maria gasp and chuckle deviously in response.
Meanwhile, he felt Sophia slide her front up his back, her nipples scraping along his skin either side of his spine. He shivered, and felt her sweet breath washing past his ear.
“What are you waiting for~?” she whispered seductively. “Fuck mum’s ass~”
He groaned… and did as he was told, and started to thrust, slowly at first, but gaining speed bit by bit until a quiet smacking was audible in the room.
He felt his balls swinging, and occasionally brushed by a set of fingers reaching down between his legs from behind, Sophia teasing him as he thrust into his step mother.
They both groaned in pleasure, that drain starting to strengthen, such he saw the vaporous swirls coiling up his torso… though some of it wasn’t whirling into Maria’s glorious behind; Sophia’s other hand slid around to caress his gut, and it was wreathed in a gentle coil of his energy, drawing up her arm into her body, and making his stomach tingle and flinch from the unusual but pleasant stimulation it felt.
His moans turned a little shrill, but this only encouraged him to start moving his hips even faster than before, huffing and panting like crazy. The smacking turned into a loud clapping, enough that Maria’s glutes began to ripple repeatedly, and her delighted exclamations filled his ears.
He couldn’t get enough of her ass, but even when he slowed down here and there, twisting his hips a little to drive his tip into her walls at a slight angle, he couldn’t back himself off from that impending climax, precum leaking into Maria’s canal and getting him just a little bit more slick.
And Sophia wasn’t helping, curling her fingers against his swinging sack – which had also now started just barely brushing against Maria’s inner thighs thanks to his speed – and sucking on his earlobe, the tiniest drain arcing across the sensitive cartilage organ.
He groaned loudly, and felt he had to escape Sophia’s embrace lest he falter and not give Maria the orgasm she deserved, as much as he delighted in Sophia’s devious touch.
So he dropped down, and practically mounted his stepmother, draping himself over her back and wrapping his arms around her chest, squeezing her bust in his hands, catching them mid swing, not that they were bouncing like crazy.
But he gently squeezed her nipples between two knuckles from each hand as he kneaded those globes, and started humping as fast as possible into her ass.
The clapping was loud and filled his ears, inescapable. He curled his toes and spread his legs for more leverage, the interval between claps shrinking.
He could feel her starting to quiver, and her moans grew shrill.
“Yes, that’s it~!” she praised, tilting her head so he could kiss and lick at her neck lecherously.
He felt similar to his balls, as Sophia moved behind him to steal kisses and wet brush strokes with her tongue every time his balls swung back her way, an arc of pleasurable siphon coursing across his sack.
He was close to climax, but he was confident Maria was too, from the way she was quivering, and the erratic clenches of her anus around his mast.
He mustered some last ditch strength, and with a few slower, but hard, powerful slams, he sent her over the edge. And joined her a few thrusts after, their moans mixing together as he clung tight to her body, jerking his hips into that wondrous ass, flooding it with his seed.
There were a number of these forceful twitches, before he finally slid himself out, watching her pucker devour a wisp of his energy. He saw the stain on the sheets below, where Maria had sputtered in her ecstasy.
He slumped onto his back and panted, feeling tired but not done yet. He just needed a moment.
A moment enough to see Maria lean forward and spread her cheeks, murmuring salaciously, gently rubbing her glute seductively.
“Such a healthy amount~” she praised, before twisting around to face him, sitting down and leaning back.
“Hopefully, I got some more,” he said wearily, wiping his brow, just a tiny amount of perspiration clinging to it.
Sophia came in, and gently licked some of it off, before moving to kiss him softly, his lips tingling with that drain.
He returned the favour, and it was enough to invigorate him to roll Sophia over onto her back as he rolled himself atop of her.
He lifted himself away from the kiss and her body, smiling down at his Stepsister, cock bobbing eagerly.
She smiled back, and spread her legs a little… and he promptly dropped again, enough to grind his mast against her slit, back and forth, pressing down on her clit, whilst he kissed at her neck, making her gasp and sigh.
He needed a little bit before he could cum again, which was impressive given how many times he had cum. More than he recalled since he first got involved with Sophia.
Her hands wrapped around his back intimately, and he felt himself enjoying her touch, soft and dance-like, as she traipsed her fingers up and down his spine, and over his shoulder blades.
She sometimes unfurled her tongue to lick at the side of his face, whilst he attacked her neck.
Eventually, his focused turned to her pussy; after a few long moments, he felt ready to go, and pulled his hips back.
He aligned his mast with her entrance, probing it a few times, spreading her labia without holding onto his own member.
And then, he joined with his stepsister, sliding inside with a lustful grace.
He pushed his knees up beneath her thighs, and brought his lips to her own, sharing a kiss with Sophia as he began to thrust.
It was slow at first. Almost intimate, feeling like this was the last of his strength. And since this was a special night, he felt like giving thanks to his beloved Stepsister.
Their lips meshed, their heads twisting to try different angles to lock their lips together. Their tongues mingled between their mouths, their tangling battle shifting from one mouth to the other. And their hands roamed across each other’s body, Marc sliding a hand beneath her back and gripping a shoulder from below and behind, his other hand gripping the bed sheets for leverage, whilst she let her hands caress his back, her grip tight.
His speed slowly began to pick up, however, but he kept himself from going to full speed immediately, by doing what he did with Maria, twisting his hips to push into Sophia’s velvety textured walls, feeling how they tugged and brushed against his manhood.
He could feel how her folds tugged against his corona… and how her drain tugged against his soul.
That familiar two-pronged current filled him, one flowing out through his cock, the other out through his mouth, as he was wreathed in a veil of swirling light drawn to Sophia.
But it wasn’t just Sophia, as he felt Maria brush her tingling hands across his rump, siphoning her own sips of energy from him as she caressed his body.
Marc moaned, and did his best to keep himself on track, starting to thrust faster than before.
He moaned into Sophia’s mouth, as the hand that gripped the sheets moved to grasp at Sophia’s head, grinding against her even as he thrust faster. He wanted to hold her as tight as possible.
The first signs of their coming orgasms soon manifested, Marc leaking yet more into her pussy, whilst her folds quivered every now and then. And more, their moans had both turned breathy and fervent, moaning, gasping and grunting in pure lust for each other.
Marc could feel himself throbbing with potent need, and knew he was about to lose control.
The smacking of their hips colliding filled the room, and Sophia’s shrill moans were a wonderful delight. Maria’s grazing fingertips against his rump and back were also quite a delight.
But he could feel the end drawing nearer. They were both about to climax, the moaning shared between them just too shrill and heated to suggest anything else.
His thrusts started to slow, but they grew more forceful, like they had when he was rutting Maria… and he could feel Sophia’s thighs creeping up his legs slowly.
It would be any moment now, the pressure building and… release!
He cried out into Sophia’s mouth and slammed hard, and could only manage small jerking hip twitches thereafter, because Sophia locked her legs around his waist, and wrapped her arms around his back, trapping him.
He unloaded hard in her depths, her juices gushing around his mast and staining his crotch once again, the spasming of her walls, atop of the intensified drain, just too intolerable for him to not start whimpering.
Their shared bliss lasted for some time. Then, calm fell over the both of them. The two step-siblings panted, huffing as they broke their kiss… and then they smiled.
“Thank you, bro~” she teased.
“You too… sis~” he answered.
Her smile was exemplary, and she giggled.
“Always~”
They pecked one another, but Marc’s smile faded when the fatigue really began to hit him now, sighing out wearily. However, he was still quite conscious. And he knew the score.
He extricated himself from Sophia’s embrace, and found himself being pulled against Maria’s kneeling form, his stepmother on her knees… and soon Sophia took his other flank, as he was nestled between their soft bodies.
“I think you have one last go in you~” Maria crooned.
“Enough for the final bit of fun~” Sophia added.
The two giggled, and he smiled, knowing what they meant.
“I’m ready… for a good sleep~” he uttered tiredly.
They laughed, and then cooed softly, as Maria took the first kiss… and drew a vaporous column right out of his mouth as she pulled back, his jaw opening whether he wanted it or not.
A shaky, breathless moan left him, and his cock throbbed and leaked some more.
The drain was cut, but his cheek was clutched by Sophia this time, and she drew another flow of his energy out without even touching his lips.
The pleasure was stronger now, they weren’t holding back nearly as much.
They took turns taking a drink of him, his breathing turning hoarse, even sounding a little laboured, but he was feeling nothing but ecstasy, even as he further slackened against their bodies, the prey to two wicked demons. But soon, time came for the coup de grace.
They both loomed over his face… and the backs of their mouths both glowed in unison, as twin plumes of energy roiled up out of his throat. They coiled around one another, twisting and swirling, before parting to be drawn into their mouths.
He was wheezing now, his eyes shifting between wide open and almost shut as he wavered between alertness from the ecstasy, and unconsciousness from the exhaustion.
And eventually, the ecstasy proved too much, and he bucked his hips weakly, cumming hard one last time, painting his limp thighs white with his seed… and then, he lost consciousness, the world going black, the last thing he saw being the smiles of his stepmother and stepsister.
His last feeling was his lips tugging into a thin smile of his own, as unconscious oblivion took him.
He woke up late next day, and he was still feeling exhausted from what happened last night. So he took an hour longer to sleep. But eventually, he was forced out of bed by Maria; he had to get ready to head off to university, at least where he’d be living for the duration. Fortunately, they didn’t have to get their early.
Nevertheless, they packed with all the pomp and circumstance as if it were the day he and Sophia started their courses.
Once they were gathered outside with their things, Peter approached his son, having returned late that night. He was looking tired too… in a similar fashion to Marc.
But that wasn’t on their minds, as he hugged his son.
“I’m proud of you, Marc. This is a big step,” he said.
“Hey, it’s not that crazy, pretty much everyone goes,” Marc downplayed, feeling a little embarrassed.
“Maybe… but I’m proud of you regardless. I’m eager to hear how you go.”
Peter beamed, and Marc couldn’t help but smile a little sheepishly.
Next was Maria, who gave him a tight squeeze of a hug; it was impressive how he can receive her embrace, and not feel like there was some depraved element to it; her pride was obvious, as was her love and her mild sadness.
“I’ll miss you, Marc,” she said with a smile. “Do remember to stay in contact, and don’t forget to visit!”
“Don’t worry, I won’t,” he assured her, watching as Sophia and his dad exchanged hugs and assurances of contact. She wandered over to her mother, and got a hug from her too.
“It’s a shame you couldn’t go to the same university,” Maria bemoaned. “But at least you’re not too far away.”
“Hey, it’ll be fine, and there’ll be loads of new people to meet~” Sophia assured. Marc knew what she meant by that, but he didn’t pay it any mind.
“Indeed there will be. But on the bright side, you and Chaney get to go together! I’m so happy for you two.”
“Mum, it’s not like we’re getting married,” he said, scratching his head in mild embarrassment.
“I know, but she’s such a sweet girl, and you two are so happy together,” she answered. Then, she adopted a slightly serious face, and lowered her voice. “Don’t break her heart now. That would just break mine.”
He chuckled nervously, but he was confident of his love of Chaney.
“Don’t worry, I won’t… Sophia would never forgive me if I did,” he assured her.
“I sure wouldn’t~” Sophia remarked.
Maria’s expression softened again, and she smiled.
“Well… I guess we can’t sit around moping forever. Come on, you two, onward to the next chapter of your lives!”
She ushered them into the car, and soon they were off. There was much conversation on the way, but in the back of his mind, Marc was wondering how things would go from here.
He was, admittedly, a little anxious. But he was excited for what the future had in store for him… and he wondered what he might find, in his secondary courses.
He didn’t expect much, but hey; he didn’t expect his stepsister to be a succubus either.