Summer had come to an end. The dark-wooded and ancient, gnarled trees which burst from between the worn paving stones of Infernal Academia’s walkways had seen their leaves begin to yellow and brown, and a few were already falling onto the paths below. After lunch the wind could get to be quite cool, and even the secluded walkways weren’t shelter enough as those leaves rattled and fell one by one, counting the days until winter came.
Luckily there were more than a few spots on campus for students to relax in the afternoon, and for Elise and Xyleris the Cobbled Pot Coffee Shop was their go-to. They had discovered it shortly after they had become roommates; the cozy shop was tucked into the corner between an old observatory building and an old rectory which was used mostly for storage.
Elise was gently blowing across the rim of her mug to cool its contents, pursing her soft lips as she did so. Gentle wafts of steam eddied as her breath stirred them. Xyleris was staring longingly at those lips - remembering all-too-well the torment they had inflicted upon her just the night before.
This only made her current predicament that much harder, in quite a literal sense.
After her last class of the morning Xyleris had obediently headed over to the coffee shop to meet Elise as per her instructions. She had sat across from the stunning vampiress knowing full well what fate awaited her. Elise had smiled in greeting, but a menacing glint in her eyes had flashed shortly after. With a moment’s hesitation, Xyleris looked around, blushed furiously - then obediently reached under the table to undo the front of her shorts.
They were tight and hugged her curves - far from what she’d normally have worn - but Elise had been making little changes here and there to her wardrobe. The vampiress got a kick out of seeing the poor girl get so flustered by a skimpy top or tight pair of booty shorts.Of course the irony was that given how provocatively the largely supernatural and demonic students dressed it was only helping the girl blend in, but it made the poor girl feel like she stuck out like a sore thumb. The succubus was constantly tugging at the hem of her tiny crop tops as if to stretch them just a little bit further down to preserve even a shred of her remaining dignity.
Elise had been slowly wrapping Xyleris around her finger; largely by slowly wrapping her fingers around Xyleris, the vampiress thought to herself with a silent chuckle as she watched the girl slowly work her shorts down past her knees, who was looking around anxiously to make sure no one could see. She had been slowly but steadily helping the pale-skinned succubus come out of her shell a little, pushing her comfort zones just enough to keep the girl on edge, which was precisely where Elise liked keeping her.
The vampiress giggled again at her own entendre. She’d spent the entire night worshipping Xyleris’ cute little dick with her mouth, delicately licking the girl’s adorable little balls, but she hadn’t let her pop off in over three days now. So when Xyleris had sat down and undone her shorts, her four inch cock had predictably and oh-so-obediently sprung to life from their tight confines - much to Elise’s delight.
Beneath the tablecloth her nudity was totally hidden, but the girl’s embarrassment was absolute.
This was their new favourite game. Well, that wasn’t exactly accurate. It was Elise’s new favourite game. Xyleris just had to grit her teeth and bare it - again rather literally.
Elise would never start right away. She’d smile innocently, letting the poor succubus simmer in her seat as they discussed the events of the day. Eventually, inevitably, Xyleris would begin to relax - just a tad. She’d always convince herself that maybe Elise had forgotten about her nakedness, that maybe today she could just drink her tea in peace.
She spoke a little too fast, as if trying to convince herself everything was normal.
“Today in rune studies we were discussing Nordic culture, it’s fascinating, they live in such cold places!” Xyleris rambled, hoping maybe if she talked enough nobody would somehow see through the tablecloth draped over her lap and notice her nudity.
At 150 years old, 151 that november, Xyleris was much unlike most succubi. Her skin was barely a shade of pink, pale enough she’d pass for a human if not for the tiny nubs of horns which parted her pink hair. That and her purple eyes; and the slender tail that tapered to a grey point between her legs.
Elise found her irresistible, not that her cool and calm demeanour oft showed it. Even so the fact she was so unlike other succubi, so reserved and shy, had lit a fire within Elise that she hadn’t felt in many years.
The raven haired vampiress let the flames simmer within her and merely smiled, but her blood red eyes never left the face of the cute girl in front of her as she gently slid her fishnetted toes up Xyleris ankle. She quickly withdrew them, maintaining a disciplined grin as the poor girl opposite her froze in place.
“Thaaa–hhh-”
Xyleris’ jaw fixed as she stammered mid-sentence, unable to finish the word she was on, yet Elise made no sign of anything being amiss. Even so, inside she couldn’t help but feel a pang of sympathy for the succubus. Three days had been perhaps a little excessive.
She’d make it up to her.
Later.
“Everything alright?” Elise asked, her smile unwavering, but her eyes spelled out something else in very clear terms.
Remember the rules.
Xyleris quickly straightened her back, nodding without saying a word, answering both notions.
“It was um, Mrs Honeyside. She was telling us about Haharghouls. Actually, it’s fascinating that they-”
Those same toes returned, this time having silently made their way audaciously all the way up to Xyleris’ inner thighs. The succubus exhaled through gritted teeth, but didn’t break her stride, forcing her words out.
“-THEY are just awful. I’d never want to be on… on um…”
Elise had now delicately brought her other foot into play, resting her feet against either side of her thighs, toenails tickling her knees as she gently but firmly pushed them apart - giving the vampiress unfettered access to her cock.
“The rec… receiving end… Oh. Oh ff…”
Those pale grey feet were now deftly but teasingly curling around her cock, toes tickling along the length of her throbbing shaft. Elise’s face was calm. Of course it was, Xyleris raged inside, she hadn’t had someone driving her nuts for three days!
All Elise had to do was lift her arms a little, pretending to stretch, and her practically sheer black silks left her beautiful breasts on display for the succubus who was practically melting into her chair under the ministrations of her feet. For a few seconds she just drooled, openly ogling the vampiress’ beautiful bust, entirely forgetting the rules.
Some part of her was urging her to focus. She was supposed to act like everything was normal. If anybody at a nearby table caught on… well, she didn’t have to think too hard to imagine what Elise might do if Xyleris spoiled her fun.
Not needing to think too hard was helpful of course, as Elise’s stretching maneuver had let her slide a little closer in her seat. Now she could wrap her silky arches around the succubus’ cock entirely and begin her real fun.
“You were saying?” Elise offered politely.
“Haharghouls. They’re… awful.” She stammered, forcing the words out one by one through force of will.
“Indeed they are.” Elise cooed. “Though I’ve never met one myself.”
Elise stetched her arms above herself, clasping her hands together as she stretched, turning her body from one side to the other.
“Yeah, they’re…” Xyleris’ voice trailed off as Elise’s smooth, silky underarms were bared to her one after another. “Beautiful.”
Elise blinked, letting her arms come to rest once more as she lifted her cup from the table.
“Beautiful?”
“Sorry, I meant…” Xyleris caught herself. “I mean that uh, I didn’t mean them I meant…”
“It’s okay sweetie, relax.” Elise grinned, yet in contrast to her words, began to slowly pump her soles up and down over Xyleris’ trapped cock.
The succubus pinned her lips between her teeth and gently bit down to stifle the groan she so desperately wanted to let out - not to mention begging and pleading for her long awaited orgasm.
“You seem a little tense, dear. Is something… distracting you?” Elise pursed her lips once more, running her tongue over them lasciviously before taking a sip.
You know there is! She raged inside, yet Xyleris shook her head, forcing a placid smile onto her face and trying not to let her eyes drift to the hollows beneath Elise’s arms. She closed her eyes for a moment but soon realised her mistake. That was much worse, as with nothing else to distract her all she was left with was the feeling of those silky soles on her shaft as images of what she’d just seen flashed through her mind. The idea of sinking her face under Elise’s arm, enmeshing herself into the soft skin and licking every inch of-
Forcing her eyes open she coughed loudly as she tried to ignore the heavenly footjob she was receiving under the table. Elise’s eyes narrowed in response as she drank, expression unreadable behind the mug.
The girl was on edge, sure, but this was something else. Something different. Not for the first time she wished she could reach into Xyleris’ mind and read her thoughts directly. Well, that would take a few more years of study at least, she mused. Besides, for now it was more fun to force things out of the girl.
The vampiress swiftly lifted a finger to her lip to catch the bead of coffee that nearly escaped as she grinned. She hadn’t even intended her little pun this time. Forcing the girl to cum to get her to talk sounded fun. She’d have to try that some time…
“I’ve been working really hard on my assignment for r-runic studies.” Xyleris blurted out.
It had nothing to do with what they’d been saying, but she didn’t like the look in Elise’s eyes. Whenever the vampiress got that look, Xyleris was facing some fresh erotic hell not too long after.
“That’s good to hear. Once you’ve submitted, I guess you’ll have a lot more free time, hmmm?”
Elise punctuated the word ‘submitted’ by gliding the ball of her foot over the tip of Xyleris’ cock, spreading the copious precum there all over the head and making the poor girl fidget awfully in place as she tried to keep her composure.
“Y-yup! Free time! Submitting! Lots!” Xyleris agreed hurriedly, while contradictingly shaking her head, as if begging Elise for a moment’s respite.
“Well, I can think of a good use for that free time…” Elise offered with a whisper, squeezing her cock gently one last time before releasing Xyleris’ cock altogether with her feet.
The succubus took in a sharp breath, not realising she’d been holding it.
“Sounds lovely,” she croaked.
Elise leaned across the table, gently grasping the poor girl’s flushed cheeks in her cool fingers which felt like they were burning against her prickling skin. She pulled the succubus into a gentle kiss which left the girl swooning, arms hovering mid air as her mind was short-circuited by those delicious lips against hers.
When the kiss broke at length the vampiress didn’t let go of her, letting her greyish hands rest on the girl’s pale shoulders, playing with the spaghetti straps of her top.
“I’m so proud of you…” Elise said softly, tongue between her teeth. “For all the work you’ve been doing, sweetie.” She added to keep up the charade.
The reassurance was most welcome, a soothing balm to the girl’s otherwise fractured psyche after such an extended period of tease and denial. Below the table, the girl’s cock was throbbing furiously and demanding further attention, but Xyleris knew better than to touch herself without permission.
“You’re such a good girl.” Elise whispered, playing with a lock of Xyleris’ pink hair and twirling it round a finger.
Xyleris’ breath came in short gasps as those magic words soaked into her vulnerable mind and set her pleasure centres alight. She let her gaze wander, following down Elise’s arm to the delicate folds of her armpits as she began to massage the succubus’ shoulders. Her thoughts once more returned to those delightful soft folds. Flushing in embarrassment, she didn’t want to imagine what Elise would do if she discovered Xyleris’ latest object of fascination.
Later, as Xyleris had discovered to her chagrin, could mean much later. Her lips coiled to a tight purse as she couldn’t disguise her disappointment.
She stole a glance to the booth to her left where a pair of demonettes were none-too-subtly fingering each other while kissing, passionately. Yet a moment later, Xyleris blinked. The two demonettes she’d seen brazenly making out and finger fucking each other were, in fact, just sitting normally. She looked away, trying not to stare, but out of the corner of her eye she saw their arms moving very subtly, and the lavish kisses she had seen turned out to be little more than quick pecks on the cheek.
They were certainly touching each other but it was hardly the bawdy display she’d imagined before. She realised it was her own succubi senses exaggerating their escapades, making what they were doing so much more obvious to her, yet to most observers they would have seemed normal.
Her face flushed deep red, heat stalking her neck, as she realised they might be able to sense what was going on just below her own desk too; but she forced the thought down. She was already barely able to handle the embarrassment of what Elise was doing to her without imagining everybody knew about it.
“So tense. I guess I’ll have to do something about that…” She offered temptingly, and Xyleris attention shot back to the vampiress’ smile, desperate to see the promise of release upon her lips. “Later.” She added with a whimsical giggle.
“Sorry sweetie, but there’s no way you’d be able to handle that here, is there? You barely made it through a little coffee break.” Elise soothed her, gently running a hand up and down her forearm.
The succubus nodded softly. Much as she’d have loved to cum right then, there was no way she’d be able to keep it under wraps. Not that it really mattered, Xyleris considered dimly.
Still, this was the deal she’d made; there was no demonic contract or bargain needed here. She’d made a promise to Elise, the girl she loved. As much as it drove her crazy, it was driving her crazy in all the right ways too. Deep down she was enjoying it just as much, if not more.
As Xyleris looked back as Elise, who had since crossed her arms upon the table in front of her, the succubus’ gaze lingered just a little too long on them.
Elise’s ruby eyes fixed on the girl before her. She knew how to spot when the girl was hiding something by now. Was she staring at her arms, or deliberately trying not to stare at something else?
Her practically sheer silky wrap around her breasts was hardly the most provocative thing she’d worn around Xyleris. By now the poor succubus was begrudgingly used to her vampiress girlfriend doing everything in her power to provoke arousal at all times. So what was different today?
“You’d better get to class dear… I hear there’s a guest lecturer.” Elise offered softly, hiding her calculations behind her cup. “The sooner it’s over, the sooner we can… get to the bottom of things.”
A tiny flick of her big toe across the succubus’ cockhead ensured she knew just what ‘this’ was, and it was enough to make the girl jump in her seat. Xyleris realised to her shock she was still naked from the waist down, having totally forgotten her nudity in the heat of the otherworldly footjob she’d been receiving. She hurriedly pulled her shorts back up, struggling to get their tight confines around her modest curves.
The vampiress was always so opaque… but Xyleris swallowed, just hoping the finality of her words meant getting to finally emptying her churning little balls.
She got to her feet, collected her scarf and bag, and gave one fleeting glance back to Elise who was still studying her, calculating, with lidded red eyes.
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Xyleris’ had known this lecture would be an exercise in sheer frustration. She had thought by sitting at the back of the lecture hall in an empty row she might avoid attention, but as a result she could see everybody in the lecture hall. In a class of over 100 otherworldly creatures, sorceresses, witches and more, surrounded by an endless deluge of pheromones and sexy bodies everywhere she looked, Xyleris bit her lip as she settled in for what promised to be two hours of torture.
The Professor, a Mrs Honeyside, was a guest at the University from a mostly human magical school somewhere. Xyleris hadn’t been paying attention to her words. The woman was tall, beautifully built, with her blonde hair tucked into a tight knot. Her short black skirt and tight white crop top seemed professional enough, but that only made her somehow sexier to the poor frustrated succubus.
“Hello everyone, please direct your attention to the front here. I will be conjuring diagrammatic models for you to view, so please make sure to take notes.” She spoke curtly as she stared at the crowd, yet somehow Xyleris felt like she was looking directly at her.
Her small, throbbing cock was tucked into her shorts, and it sang as Xyleris momentarily imagined the strict Professor lording over her as she lay naked and exposed…
Two demonettes in the second to back row on her left were giggling to each other, none-too-subtly trading lewd remarks about the Professor. Xyleris recognised them from the coffee shop before.
“Today we are discussing the fascinating ways the body’s sexual senses work. The body is a remarkable thing, the mind no less so, and the delicate balance between the two is - no doubt - a subject many of you are quite interested in studying.”
She conjured a cloud of pink mist above her which spread out to cover the ceiling of the lecture hall.
“The body produces quite an intense amount of energy from sexual pleasure. However, many of you may not be aware that sexual pleasure is not the only way to generate sexual energy, as oxymoronic as that may sound.”
Sighing softly, she gazed out across the crowd, before she smiled and continued.
“As some of you know I am an expert in the field of Podiatry, though I do lecture on other parts of the body.”
With a flick of her hand from the mist emerged the mirage of two massive red soles.
“These are the feet of a young demonette I signed a contract with 17 years ago, and which he at the time felt was awfully generous. She merely had to appear at and follow my commands for a single year, during which time I could only touch her feet, and after which in return she could claim ownership of me, in mind, body and soul.”
Xyleris stared in awe as two perfect, smooth soles loomed over the audience, filling the entire ceiling space above them. Her small cock was practically screaming for attention now. She imagined, breathing a little more heavily, that they were Elise’s soles. Of course Elise’s were softer, smoother, more beautiful… perfect.
“However,” the lecturer continued, “ as you can see, 17 years later here I am free in mind, body and soul. Would any of you care to guess how I accomplished this?”
A hand went up from the front row, a drow with white hair void-dark skin. Her attitude cool, her voice calm.
“They violated the contract, rendering it null and void.”
“No, in fact they were quite determined to stick to the terms of the contract.”
The boring technicalities of contract law had already begun to flow over Xyleris like water. She was far too preoccupied on the gently creasing soles above her which flexed and stretched so tantalisingly. She had long since dropped her quill as her fingers itched at the hem of her shorts.
“She reneged on the contract?” Came another voice.
“No, although they did offer many times. Many, many times. However I refused to allow them to.”
Muttering among the students at that signalled their confusion.
Then a hand went up directly next to Xyleris, and she was stunned out of her sole-induced stupor. She would recognise those ashy grey fingers anywhere from the endless torments they had visited upon her. Following her grey skin down, Xyleris saw the gentle, smooth cleft of her armpit. Suddenly her mouth was all at once far too dry and far too wet, and she swallowed.
“You renegotiated the contract.”
Xyleris felt like the vampiress was staring right at her in that moment despite her eyes being on the Professor.
“Yes! Excellent, Miss…?”
“Hellsing.” Elise said smoothly.
When had Elise gotten here? This wasn’t even her class! Not that that had ever stopped Elise before, of course. She loved to sit by Xyleris’ side during classes and tease her endlessly. Not that Xyleris often minded the company… but today she really wasn’t sure she could handle it.
“Ah, Hellsing. Indeed, we renegotiated.” Professor Honeyside nodded, and gestured up to the feet above her. As she did so, her silky pale armpit was soon too display, and it swiftly stole Xyleris’ attention.
She realised her fascination was, at least partly, a product of her absurdly long abstinence by succubus standards. Having been teased and edged and denied for three days straight she was getting delerious. However, even amidst her delerium, she still realised how odd it was that armpits were becoming her fascination when the most beautiful feet she’d ever seen were practically pornographically being hung just above her.
Well, the second most beautiful pair, anyway. Nothing could compare to Elise’s soles, she remembered, just then as she looked down noticing that Elise had kicked off her sandals to let her feet sway hypnotically in the air.
Occasionally Xyleris did wonder whether Elise had woven any enchantment into Xyleris’ desires, but deep down she knew even if the vampiress could, she wouldn’t have to. Xyleris was utterly obsessed with her body. She had been before the two had even really met.
“So as I’m sure you can tell, these are her feet.” Professor Honeyside stated matter of factly, drawing her gaze temporarily away from Elise’s wandering hand. “She assumed, somewhat correctly, that I was an addled foot-fetishist who simply wanted easy access to a pair of obedient peds whenever I pleased.”
The crowd giggled wildly at that.
“Now…” She gestured broadly to the audience. “Who can guess why we decided to renegotiate the contract?”
A pair of purple limbs rose into the air. A girl who didn’t fit into the lecture seats, and instead was gracefully coiled upon the stairs by their side, had raised both of her right hands. She was a lamia from the deserts, and Xyleris could only whimper silently as she was subjected to the sight of two perfect purple armpits.
Elise gently stroked a single fingertip in slow circles against the little bulge of Xyleris’ cock. The urge for the succubus to wrap her hand around her cock had her fingers twitching in mid air as if holding an invisible bottle.
A gentle kiss on the cheek, a peck, told her Elise was well aware. The coolness where her lips had touched felt like it burned as her cheeks flushed with heat.
“Did you offer her something more valuable?” Came a new voice from somewhere ahead.
“In a way.” Professor Honeyside smiled evilly, her cheshire grin sending a slight shiver through the crowd. “Something she valued much more than my soul… eventually.”
Professor Honeyside lifted her hands into the air and, like a conductor of an orchestra, summoned a few large feathers to begin gently raking their way up and down the massive pair of red soles hovering over the crowd. Xyleris, though, was too focused on the woman’s armpits to notice.
Elise’s eyes however were focused on the bulge of Xyleris’ cock, watching as it throbbed in her shorts. Xyleris winced, hoping she could somehow keep her secret just that. Maybe Elise would think it was just the massive pair of feet above that was getting her so hot and bothered - not that they weren’t helping.
As the ghostly feathers above descended on those ephemeral soles, instantly the feet above them began to twitch and spasm.
“You see, the only part of her I could touch was her feet - so that’s all I did. For two months I had her bound beneath my lectern with her feet poking through the top, or I would have her feet elevated at a comfortable height through a portal in easy reach as I walked the campus grounds, and I would never, ever stop tickling the poor thing. I would use her soles to take notes, practice every kind of experimental sensitivity spell I could find in the archives. I even visited the Oclennary college of sorcery where I browsed their massive library for days for every kind of spell I could find, with her hovering just in front of me hogtied in mid air as I tormented her poor feet. I even summoned another demoness, Elicet, who was a true genius in the arts of tickling. She and I became great friends, simply talking for hours as she instructed me on so many techniques and spells I had never even dreamt of understanding, and in return I offered her all the knowledge I had obtained - and let her tickle the poor thing half to death as well. As I slept I left her feet dangling through a portal into a Hahargoul nest, and as I believe many of you know from your studies, even a few minutes in their clutches would be enough to drive even a greater demoness utterly mad.”
The crowd was utterly silent. Some among them were just staring up at the ruby red soles above them with awe. Even Xyleris had been shaken out of her stupor somewhat as the sheer weight of what this woman was saying hit her.
“At first she was insistent. She would stick to the contract and in a year my soul would be hers.”
It didn’t take long before Xyleris once more was having trouble focusing. Elise had begun to gently run her fingers up and down Xyleris’ inner thigh in the exact way she knew drove the cute little succubus mad with desire. A few moments later and she was unbuttoning the girl’s shorts, letting the girl’s cute cock spring out.
“After two months though she was begging me to dissolve the contract,” Mrs Honeyside continued, “screaming, pleading for me to let her go. Instead I made her another offer. I rewrote our contract and offered to let her sign it.”
“She signed it?” A voice from the front asked, in hushed awe.
“No. She refused.” Professor Honeyside sighed, faking disappointment, but from the way her thighs were rubbing together you could tell it was a precious, treasured memory.
Above them the soles of the demonette’s feet were jittering about, trying everything they could to get away from the feathers, but they honed in preternaturally, knowing where her feet would be before they had even moved. Xyleris tried not to imagine Elise’s skilled hands doing the same to her body.
“So I just kept going.” Professor Honeyside said, hands still above her, still twirling in the air so gently as she directed the feathers. “Eventually she begged me to let her sign the new contract.”
Professor Honeyside stopped moving her fingers for a moment, allowing the ghostly feathers to fall away as they floated, hanging just out of reach of the flushed red soles. The feet kept twitching and jerking for some time after, reacting to phantom touches or the still-lingering tingles.
Xyleris’ cock was similarly twitching in mid-air as it reacted to both imagined and real touches from Elise’s fingertips, whilst she pictured herself being tormented like that by Elise. It wasn’t too difficult to imagine, after Elise had discovered to Xyleris’ dismay that she was ticklish she regularly found excuses to tickle the poor succubus senseless.
What was happening above them, though, was beyond anything Xyleris could have imagined. That poor girl would have been in hysterics! She gave Elise a fearful glance, hoping it wasn’t giving the tormentress any ideas.
“She begged me to let her sign the new contract in the end. So I let her.” Professor Honeyside said, her features contorting almost frighteningly. “Eventually.”
The feathers returned, dancing across the poor girl’s soles with frightening speed now, mercilessly trailing up and down across their helpless flesh. With every movement, every subtle shift of her body, Xyleris couldn’t help but watch as the soft, secret gardens of pale, unblemished skin peeked out from the clefts of her arms with every gesture.
The two demonettes to Xyleris’ side, who had been tittering before were, in her mind’s eye, groping each other’s thighs with their hands, one openly drooling as they watched the unbelievable torment on display above. This time, however, her demonic sight wasn’t far from the truth, as when she shook her head the pair were barely behaving much more appropriate in reality.
Several other girls were similarly finding it difficult to keep their hands to themselves, except for those who were quite obviously using their hands on themselves.
As an entire class of demons, succubi, and a dozen other types of creature looked on in unabashed arousal, all eyes were on the soles above them.
All except those of Elise. Xyleris could practically feel her two blood red eyes boring into the side of her head, trying to extract her secret from within. The vampiress was watching intently as every trickle of sweat glided down Xyleris’ skin, her preternatural senses feeling every beat of her heart, every surge of blood through her body, every hormone her body was pumping out furiously.
Yet Elise soon realised where Xyleris’ attention really was, and she too noticed how the girls to Xy’s left were struggling to keep their mutual masturbation incognito. As the succubus looked down deliberately, eyes fixed on the desk beneath which Elise’s ministrations were driving her cock mad, she realised why she was upset.
“I’m a bit more skilled than that.” Elise whispered, gently squeezing Xyleris’ cock. “Nobody can see us, trust me. If I thought someone else would see, I wouldn’t be doing this. Nobody gets to see my girl like this but me. You are mine and no one else’s.”
Xyleris shivered at that. The girl always loved it when Elise got possessive.
She grimaced at the continued hand-fucking her cock was subjected to, unable to take her eyes off of feet displayed above them as she struggled mightily to keep quiet. Elise may have been a skilled masturbatrix but Xyleris was far from practiced at staying quiet, and she didn’t want to give away the near mind-bending orgasm denial she was suffering through. She gazed up at those feet longingly, not sure if she wanted to bury her face in them or have her own tormented just like that…
The vampiress’ tongue ran across the roof of her mouth as a pang of jealousy shot through her. Vampires were covetous by nature, prone to overprotection. She gripped Xyleris’ cock a little tighter as she stroked it as if unwilling to let it go. Xy, for her part, bit down on her notebook as she tried not to grunt and moan at the sudden tight strokes on her oh-so-sensitive cock.
The longer she stared at those feet, the closer she got to cumming, and she knew she couldn’t keep quiet for long. She had to look away… but there was only one thing she wanted to look at, and that would give the game away to Elise instead. Either way she was screwed!
Sensing her predicament, Elise leaned in close, a beaming grin on her ashy lips. The succubus shrank into her seat as the vampiress delicately traced the contours of her cock, squirming.
“What is it, sweetie?” She whispered softly, like a hungry predator, knowing she had Xyleris in the perfect trap, cornered and helpless as her hand teased the poor succubus’ cute little cock.
“Professor Honeyside, what were the new terms?” A shaky voice croaked out from elsewhere in the hall, the questioner obviously trying to disguise the guttural arousal that fuelled the question. It was fairly obvious that whichever hand they had raised to ask the question was the one not busy between the girl’s legs.
“Quite simple. I removed any notion of my soul ever being theirs, and extended their service to me for eternity.”
“But… why would they agree to that?” A confused voice asked, the drow in the front row once more. Unlike many in the audience she still sounded quite calm and collected. Perhaps as a drow she was quite used to seeing the torments being portrayed above. “Surely even at the edge of madness they knew they were only making things worse for themselves. If they had held out for the rest of the year, in fact, they could have claimed your soul.”
Professor Honeyside relented, dropping her arms back down, much to Xyleris’ relief. Elise, however, was utterly persistent. Her forefinger and thumb ever so loosely encircled her cock and began to stroke it glacially slowly. Xyleris set her teeth, biting down to try to force down the bubbling erection threatening to spill over from her balls at any moment.
“Well it’s simple, I promised I would stop tickling her feet.” The Professor said simply. “Specifically, we agreed to remove the clause that said I could only touch her feet. That promise alone was enough to get the girl to do anything I wanted. I hadn’t given her poor soles any rest in over half a year by that point. I think I could have asked for anything and she’d have done it.”
The crowd murmured, uncertain of what her answer meant.
“Of course,” she added, “with that clause removed, there was no longer any qualifier of where I could or could not touch her. She may have been a little too distracted to realise that, but that’s not my fault.”
The audience stared as the view of the feet above them shrank, until the outline of the entire body of a pale-skinned demoness was now visible. Every inch of her body was being tormented in one way or another. Tiny claws were raking across her tummy and ribs, her thighs were being tickled and kissed by floating lips, her breasts were being feathered by massive, opulent plooms. The girl’s ears were being caressed by slimy tongues as her neck was teased by phantom hands. Yet worst of all, it seemed, tentacles covered in thousands of tiny villi were intricately exploring every inch of her sex in excruciating detail. Xyleris realised to her horror that the demoness didn’t in fact have red skin, but rather her feet were so flushed from endless tickle torture that they were instead shining red.
Xyleris’ mind was awash with erotic imagery now. She imagined herself being teased and tormented by Elise in every place their shimmering view of the demoness allowed. She wanted Elise to kiss her stomach, lick her thighs, tickle her breasts, explore her…
A mighty throb nearly sent her over the edge, but Elise loosened her grip just in time, leaving the poor girl humping the air in frustration.
The demoness’ expression was one of utter exhaustion and sheer, manic glee. Her whole body shuddered, barely able to move, jellified from constant, endless tickling and - as the audience watched - a truly monumental orgasm as the tendrils around her sex brought her over the edge. The momentary reprieve from the ticklish onslaught was only enough to stay her silent laughter for a moment until she was thrashing her head this way and that, as if trying to escape reality itself.
As their ghostly view shifted from one part of the trapped demoness’ body to another, Elise kept gently stroking Xyleris’ cock, feeling as it throbbed needily between her fingers. Yet Elise seemed unsatisfied, like a philosopher unconvinced by their results. She leaned in close as if sniffing for something, eyes inches from Xyleris’.
‘Tell me what you’re hiding. You can’t hide it forever.’ They seemed to say.
“What happened to her?” An alraune near the front asked, dreamily resting one hand on her cheek. “Where is she now?”
“Well, you can see for yourself.” Professor Honeyside spoke softly, voice filled with silent satisfaction. “That’s a live view of her in a little pocket dimension I keep her in.”
The class was silent for a moment before erupting into riotous laughter as the utterly lascivious nature of the display was made clear to them. When at last she was able to calm them enough to listen, she continued.
“You see, as I told you, every part of the body can be an erogenous zone. Every sensation can be sexual. It all contributes to that same ephemeral energy you are no doubt so fascinated with if you’re studying this course.”
Their view of the trapped demoness came to rest, at long last, on her armpit. Here a plethora of slimy, long tongues were lapping lazily along the silky cleft of skin beneath her arm.
“Even somewhere you might not imagine arousal could be found can be just as erogenous as the rest of the body. Of course, I may have subjected her to countless spells to raise her skin’s sensitivity, but even so, the armpit can be just as erotic to some as anything else - even moreso. In your Fetish Studies class you will no doubt have come across such fixations before.”
Xyleris’ heart thudded in her chest. Elise’s breath was tickling her neck as she licked her vampire lips, as if ready to devour her. Her cock was practically humming with need, and the poor girl was bucking her hips in place, fucking the loose ring of Elise’s fingers as she watched on helplessly as the perfect pornographic picture of the girl’s tormented armpit was subjected to endless pleasure.
Her mouth opened as her tongue hung out, imagining herself licking and kissing Elise’s armpits which were just a few inches away. She fantasized about rutting and humping Elise’s armpits like a horny little mess as she lovingly mocked her with that beautiful voice of hers.
She wanted to.. wanted to… nearly, almost… She was going to… going to…
The hand was gone, replaced instead by Elise’s triumphant grin. Her cock ached and bobbed, moments away from a truly titanic orgasm. The slightest touch was all it would take.
Her hand shivered in mid air, just inches from her cock, but Elise took her hand in her own and kissed it.
“Sweet little thing.” She whispered into Xyleris’ fingers. “So that’s what you were hiding?”
Xyleris melted, rolling her head back as she simmered on the brink of orgasm, feeling it once again slowly but steadily and oh-so-frustratingly shrink away from her. Whimpering in defeat she buried her face into Elise’s shoulder.
“You’re such a good girl.” Elise whispered into her ear. “I’m going to reward you. Tonight.”
With that, the vampiress delicately wrapped Xyleris’ cock back in her shorts and rebuttoned them, giving her still-throbbing cock a delicate and affectionate pat.
“Y-you promise?” Xyleris whimpered.
Elise just grinned, and crossed her arms behind her neck, exposing her armpit to Xyleris’ drooling view.
Xyleris didn’t manage to take any notes in that lecture.
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Elise was relentless. She knew just how to play Xyleris like a fiddle by now. Walking around their shared dorm room, she was taking every opportunity to show off her armpits.
As her cute succubus girlfriend sat with her textbook firmly placed across her lap to disguise her now raging hard-on, struggling to copy Elise’s notes from the lecture she had just attended, Xyleris was utterly unable to help herself from staring as she did so.
The vampiress seemed to find every possible excuse to lift her arms up over her head. She spent nearly half an hour re-organizing the books on the top shelf of her wardrobe as Xyleris watched on, lips loose as she all but whimpered in desire. After that she’d decided she needed to do some spontaneous yoga. In her sleeveless, tight-fitting exercise clothing Xyleris was struggling mightily to keep her cool as Elise built up a sweat.
When she was finally done Xyleris was frantically moving her quill across her parchment, both in order to pretend to have been busy and to try to make up for lost time. She knew Elise wasn’t fooled. She knew Elise knew her secret.
But the poor little succubus was just too shy to admit it to herself. Far, far too embarrassed. As such, she kept her eyes firmly planted on her book.
“Hmm, I think I’ll take a shower.” Elise announced, walking just close enough to Xyleris as she stripped herself bare that the scent of her body wafted over the girl. The succubus shuddered bodily as a wave of pheromones invaded her senses, sending her already tormented body into overload. “Would you like to join me, sweetie?” The vampiress offered, a towel around her neck, winking mischievously.
Xyleris blushed furiously.
“Of course, you might not make it all the way through one of my long, luxurious showers, rubbing up against my wet and soapy body…” Elise mused, gently stroking her fingers down her body as she spoke.
The succubus was momentarily breathless as she imagined the heavenly feeling of rubbing against her slick, soapy body…
“Mmfh. Issokay.” Xyleris mumbled out, chewing her lip as she stared in utter wonder at her girlfriend’s beautiful body.
“Mmmm. Good choice. I’d hate for my good little girl to pop off too soon, especially when I have something very special planned.”
Xyleris doubled over as her arousal throbbed in her stomach, her cock beating a staccato rhythm against her textbook from below. Something special? Did she mean…? Could she mean…?
Elise let an arm trail over her head as she ran her fingers through her hair, exposing her silky smooth armpit to Xyleris - before yawning innocently.
“I guess my good girl can just do her work while I shower… unless she’d rather watch me instead.” The vampiress grinned, and nudged the bathroom door open fully, leaving the shower on full display as she turned it on. “Try not to get too excited, sweetie.”
At that, Elise stepped under the hot water and sighed in relaxation, reaching for a small bottle of glowing pink liquid which Xyleris had never seen her use, but had always been curious about. Elise had so many secrets, and the contents of her potion box were just a few of them.
Xyleris tried to focus on her work. She really tried. However, the notes were hardly a distraction. If anything they made it so much worse. However Elise, being an accomplished artist, had drawn intricate illustrations of all the body parts Mrs Honeyside had been showing off to the class for two hours. Breasts, armpits, feet, every possible erogenous zone and copious notes about all the horrible, wonderful, tantalising ways those places could be teased and tormented. Not to mention a few none-too-subtle notes here and there about ideas and techniques she wanted to try.
I wonder who on, Xyleris whined internally.
Looking back up, she noticed that Elise dribbled a tiny amount of the vibrant pink substance into her hands and began to lather it, the meagre trickle producing an abundance of suds which could only be explained through magic. As Xyleris looked up, peeking her eyes above the paperwork for just a second, she felt her heart skip a beat as the beautiful vampiress began to work the substance deeply into the cleft beneath her arm.
All the while her blood-red eyes were firmly on Xyleris, a wicked grin on her lips.
Xyleris was drooling, having forgotten any pretense of studying, now openly ogling the vampiress as she worked the soapy pink substance into every nook and crevice of her soft armpits.
It didn’t help that the girl was sighing and groaning as loudly as she could pretend was natural, which to Xyleris’ horny ears sounded like the soundtrack to a porn flick. Without even realising it Xyleris had begun to grind her cock against the underside of her textbook, painting a slimy trail of precum over the binding.
By the time Elise was finally done showering, Xyleris was a twitching and fidgeting mess on her bed, every inch of her body primed for the ejaculation she so sorely hoped would be imminent. Yet Elise knew just how to tease her cute little succubus girlfriend by now, and made a show of towelling off just a few feet from her, ensuring to give the girl as much of an eyeful as she could of every part of her she knew the girl loved. Her soles, her thighs, her breasts, and of course her newly discovered fascination, her armpits.
When the pale-skinned succubus was almost sobbing with need Elise relented, placing her hands at either side of the girl’s thighs as she leaned in to bring her lips to Xyleris’. She breathed, lips just barely touching.
“You’ve been such a good girl for me. You deserve a treat.”
Elise kissed her and Xyleris melted, her cock bobbing needily as every deft move of Elise’s tongue inside her mouth felt like it was happening to her cock.
Breaking off, Elise grinned… but wasn’t quite done.
“Now, all my good girl needs to do is tell me what I want to know.”
Xyleris felt like a block of ice had dropped into her stomach. She wouldn’t… she couldn’t…
Elise walked her fingers slowly up Xyleris’ thigh, getting closer and closer to her cock with each step.
“All she has to do is tell me what it is she’s been so focused on today…”
The girl flushed red, burying her face in her hands as the vampiress kissed her cheek and ever so gently began to nudge her cock one way then the other with her fingertip.
“Just tell me what I want to know,” Elise offered, “and I’ll let you cum.”
The thought of getting to cum was almost enough to overcome Xyleris’ absurd embarrassment. Almost. However, she merely groaned wordlessly into her arm as she looked away.
Elise just kissed her neck, making the girl shiver before she whispered into her.
“I’m not just going to let you cum, I’m going to let you cum in the place I know you want to cum…”
Xyleris’ eyes bugged out in realisation. Elise was going to let her…
“That’s right, sweet thing. You can do what you’ve been fantasizing about all this time.” Xyleris panted excitedly as Elise spoke, however the vampiress grinned wickedly. “You just have to be a good little girl and say it out loud.”
“Mmmmmnnnnuh!” Xyleris whined, the unfairness of it all getting to her. She was so horny, so needy, and Elise was using it against her. She knew exactly what she was doing… and that turned Xyleris on so much.
The vampiress placed one leg at either side of Xyleris’ thighs, gently brushing her flesh against the succubus, letting her cute little cock paint Elise’s stomach with a glistening pool of precum.
“Come on. Just admit it. Tell me what I already know… admit it. Be a good girl and use your words for me sweetie…”
Elise took one of Xyleris’ hands in her own and gently kissed her fingertip, playing with her fingers gently as she patiently waited for the girl to melt beneath her.
Xyleris’ heart was going a mile a minute. Elise was so close. She wanted to cum so badly. All she had to do was admit that she wanted to… wanted to…
Tears of arousal-induced-anxiety welled in the girl’s eyes, and Elise pressed her forehead to Xyleris’ as she whispered.
“Just tell me what you’ve been fantasizing about doing, and you can do it…”
“I…” Xyleris began before her throat closed up in embarrassment. “I… ghh…”
“That’s it, come on. Good girl.”
“I want.” She said, forcing the words out as her face went from pink to red.
“Mhmm?”
“To… fff… fuck…”
Elise just nodded, smiling, soaking in the delicious suffering she was putting the girl through.
“Iwanttofuckyourarmpit.” She blurted out, the words tumbling over each other as she huffed and hid her face in Elise’s shoulder, whimpering.
“Awww, such a sweet little girl… My my, such a naughty little fantasy you’ve had.”
Elise lifted the succubus’ face up with a single finger under her chin.
“You’re so adorable when you’re like this. I love it.” Elise chided, kissing the girl and making her swoon anew. “You want to fuck my armpit, hmmm? My sweet little girl finds my armpits sexy? Why didn’t you say so earlier?”
She grinned as the succubus blushed like mad, tickling under her chin as Xyleris couldn’t help but sheepishly smile too. When she at last let the girl go she lifted her arm up and rested it behind her neck, leaving her armpit on full display. It smelled heavenly with whatever the vampiress had rubbed into it so thoroughly.
“Is this what my sweet girl likes?”
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Her arousal warred with her embarrassment as Xyleris’ hid her mouth behind her hands, but the arousal in her eyes was undeniable. The delicate flesh on show had become the focus of her whole world and now it was so close.
“That’s it, go on…” Elise encouraged, and with her other hand pulled Xyleris head closer.
Whatever feeble resistance the girl might have put up was utterly crushed under the arousal which flooded her senses. As her face was immersed in Elise’s soft skin she suddenly forgot to breathe, her mouth hanging open in awe as she felt like she’d pressed her face into a pillow.
The shuddering breath she took a few moments was practically soaked in the scent of Elise’s body, and her mind was instantly flooded with a hormonal overload, the poor girl short-circuiting as she groaned softly.
Elise was more than happy with how things had turned out. Now she had yet another fun way to play with her favourite toy, and one so delightfully degenerate.
“Mmmm, this is what you’ve been dreaming of all day, isn’t it…” Elise cooed softly, having let the girl slowly get used to the intimacy before she pushed any further. “Although I think you had something a little more in mind, hmmm?”
Xyleris was barely listening, lost in the beautiful dream that was Elise’s body. She kissed and licked the utterly soft skin she found there, her tongue exploring as her lips caressed the delicate folds. It was everything she had hoped and so much more.
Below, her hips were bucking back and forth, grinding against the air out of need. She moaned into Elise’s armpit, whining in both utter ecstasy and frustration.
“Alright, easy, calm down…” She tittered, gently prising the girl free of her armpit and admiring her flushed face, before looking down to see how her cute little cock was bouncing in glee.
Xyleris was panting, barely able to focus, her vision swimming with lust. She wanted, no, she NEEDED to cum. Right now.
“Please. Pleasepleaseplease.” She begged. “Please you promised you said I could cum please please.”
Elise’s heart ached. Seeing the sheer desperation in her was almost enough to make the covetous vampire cum then and there.
“Oh my gosh… you really are just too cute.” Elise whispered, kissing the girl again, before pushing her gently down onto the bed. “The most beautiful girl in the world.”
Laying next to Xyleris’ body as if posing for a picture, she rested her arm over Xyleris’ thighs, her four inch cock throbbing prominently within the hollow of her arm.
Elise had lived quite some time, still young by vampire standards, but at just under 200 years old she had explored sexuality to a fairly extensive degree. However, this was the first time she’d ever indulged such an odd fascination. She giggled at the novelty of it, the odd mix of sexual innocence and utter depravity.
Xyleris was by contrast heaving her chest, hands shaking as she clutched at the bedsheets, three whole days of teasing having been built up in her small balls which throbbed and ached with need. Elise could only admire the demure succubus’ lithe body, her flat chest and delicate pink skin was utterly delightful. Elise just wanted to ravish the girl then and there, but… she had made a promise.
With a gentle push, Elise pressed Xyleris’ cock into the soft fold of her armpit, the tip gliding across her soft skin.
“Is this what my sweet girl wanted?”
“Yessssss…” Xyleris hissed, the sensation like silk gliding across the head of her cock.
Elise felt a thrill run through her as she watched the girl’s eyes roll into the back of her head. The sight of her cute cock disappearing into the flesh of her arm was admittedly a turn on, but not one she’d ever have thought of exploring for herself.
“Alright, go ahead.” She whispered.
The succubus needed no further motivation. She instantly began to grind her cock against the nook of Elise’s armpit, grunting and sobbing with unabashed glee as she was finally free of the endless teasing. At long last she would get the release she so sorely needed.
Xyleris was so horny her hand gripped Elise’s shoulder, steadying herself as she rubbed her cock against the silky skin within.
Elise watched, very bemused, as her girlfriend lost herself totally in the moment. She had never seen Xyleris act so brazenly, with such wanton lust, and couldn’t help but feel a twinge of pride at having ramped up the girl’s arousal to such a level that it had overcome even her normally crippling shyness.
“That’s it, fuck my armpit sweetie, just like you’ve wanted to… I bet that feels so, so good…”
With that she pressed her arm to her side, trapping the succubus’ cock inside the fold of her armpit.
Whatever control Xyleris had had was lost as she became little more than an animal. Suddenly she was ravishing the axilist squeeze of her arm like a bitch in heat, thrusting her cute cock madly. The sound of wet, sloppy penetration and utterly debauched grunts of lust filled the room - a stark contrast to the quiet whispers of their conversation moments ago.
The sight of Xyleris’ cock sliding in and out of Elise’s armpit was almost more than Xyleris could handle, getting so turned on her vision was starting to swim. She had imagined for days what this might feel like and the reality was so much more intense than her fantasies had been.
“Fuck! Oh! Oh fuck! Elise I’m going to c-cum! F-fuck!”
Elise leaned back slightly, increasing the pressure around her cock as she gave the succubus more room to thrust, her other hand idly stroking her own neck and toying with her long black hair, her own arousal blossoming as she watched the succubus totally lose herself in the act.
“Go ahead baby. You can cum. Show me how much you love it.”
The succubus was already so close that the love of her life encouraging her was all she need to push her over the edge. With a throat-strangled cry her small cock spurted within the fleshy confines of her girlfriend’s armpit, thick white cum drooling across Elise’s arm as her cock was just barely able to poke out through her arm. Her mouth remained open in a silent scream as she rutted on auto-pilot, bucking her hips again and again as jet after jet of long-denied cum roped from her cock. At last, her voice cracked through and an utterly mindless ecstatic groan emanated from deep within the girl.
Panting, shivering, the succubus lay back and writhed on the bedsheets as wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure flooded through her now overly sensitive body.
“Oh my my… My sweet girl really enjoyed that…” Elise murmured, astounded by just how aroused she found herself from watching her sweet girlfriend fuck herself stupid in her armpit.
Trembling, Xyleris dazedly looked up as Elise leered over her, one hand on her cheek in admiration of the girl she loved.
“You really put on a lovely show.” Elise said softly, snapping her fingers as the prodigious cum coating her arm disappeared in a puff. “Yet somehow I get the feeling my good girl wants more…”
She looked down to Xyleris’ cock, who also looked down at her own member, to see it still twitching needily even after one of the most powerful orgasms either of them could remember.
“Y-yeah… Heh heh…” Xyleris giggled softly, hiding her mouth behind the back of her hand.
“I wonder if that’s because I was soooo mean.” Elise murmured, running a fingertip under the head of Xyleris’ cock, making her whole body shiver in post-orgasmic sensitivity. “Making this cute little cock wait so long before I let it spurt spurt out all it’s cute little cummies…”
Xyleris blushed deeply as Elise’s babytalk made the girl want to curl into a ball.
“Or maybe… maybe it’s because my sweet little girl just coated her cute little cock in a powerful aphrodisiac?”
Xyleris looked over her hands for a moment, down at her cock, then into the cheshire grin of Elise as she beamed with pride at her Machiavellian scheme.
“B-but… wait…” Xyleris breathed.
“I washed myself with a substance that just happens to be a very powerful aphrodisiac in the shower. If my sweet girl had told me before that she was going to try to impregnate my armpits…” She giggled as the succubus blushed furiously at her words. “Well I might not have used it there. Now though I guess your little cock has been basting in it for quite a while.”
Elise sighed softly. Not only was it making Xyleris’ more aroused, it had had just as strong an effect on her, if not more so. Indeed, it had made her armpits so sensitive that when Xyleris had been thrusting into them it had been hard not to moan as well.
“That sweet, cute little cock of yours is going to have to cum. Again…”
Xyleris whimpered.
“And again…”
Elise pressed her nose to Xyleris’.
“And again.”
She kissed the girl passionately, pinning her under her body as that cute cock throbbed and ached, poking into her tummy. When she was done kissing the succubus’ lips she moved on to her neck, kissing her way down to her chest and sucking one of her adorable little pink nipples into her mouth and tormenting it with her tongue.
Soon Xyleris was bucking her hips again, rutting needily against Elise’s slick abdomen.
“Such a horny little thing… do you want to fuck my armpit again?”
Xyleris was beyond words. She just nodded helplessly into Elise’s shoulder.
Moving to her side, Elise draped one arm in front of Xyleris’ body and let her fingers caress the girl’s lips. Xyleris shuffled her hips closer and soon found purchase as her cock pressed into Elise’s other armpit.
“Mmmm, such a horny girl…” Elise cooed, her free hand reaching down to play with her clit as Xyleris began to grind and rut against her splayed open armpit.
Xyleris was practically in heat. She was drooling, tongue lolling as her mouth hung open, just trying to keep her mind in one piece as she fucked herself silly. Soon her cock was throbbing harder once more, and she began to whine and groan louder, her breath hitching.
“Are you going to cum again so soon?” Elise cooed softly. “Are you enjoying this that much my little pet?”
The succubus was only able to nod in embarrassed admission. Whatever the aphrodisiac had done, it had cranked up her sex drive to hitherto unknown levels.
“Mmmm, fuck…” Elise moaned. The sheer abandon with which Xyleris was rutting away, the sheer arousal she was able to entice from the girl, was getting to her. Her fingertip swirled around her clit at a feverish pace, rubbing back and forth across it as she humped her own hand, urging Xyleris on as she did so. “Do it. Cum again. Cum for me.”
As Xyleris’ bucked into the softness of Elise’s armpit she moaned gutturally, her second orgasm arriving like a freight train after the first. She was lost in a sea of pleasure, the sensations of her still-sensitive cock melding with the erotic sensation of her own submission. She felt Elise’s finger pressing against her lips and accepted it, licking and sucking on her finger obediently. The aphrodisiac was amplifying every sensation and making her desperate for release.
Elise’s hand worked herself to a fever pitch as she felt Xyleris’ sucking on her finger, seeing the girl succumb to the overwhelming need to cum again. Her red eyes glowed with excitement.
“That’s it baby. Cum for me again.”
Xyleris’ hips jerked awkwardly, her arousal now so strong it was making it difficult to keep up a steady rhythm with her hips, and instead her thrusts were but a mindless and desperate search for climax. As her body tightened, every muscle tensing as her groans of pleasure got higher and higher in pitch, Elise found her own orgasm irresistibly approaching.
“Fuck, yeah… cum for me…” Elise gasped as the pair both moaned long and low, a powerful orgasm gripping them both as their combined arousal only served to heighten that of the other.
Cum painted the inner curves of Elise’s arm as the pair writhed in ecstasy against one another, and Elise began to gently kiss the length of Xyleris’ cock as it throbbed and pulsed, dribbles of cum jetting softly onto the bedsheets.
Yet even as her body thrummed with the after effects of two climactic orgasms in swift succession, Xyleris felt her body getting hotter. Sweat beaded across her chest and dripped down the modest swell of her breasts, and her breathing if anything only became more laboured.
“Mhh… fuck… what’s…” She panted anxiously.
Elise rested her chin in her hand and observed the beautiful girl splayed in front of her on the bed. The cute little succubus was writhing, her small cock still prominently bobbing as she humped at the air, clutching at the sheets as pleasure radiated through her.
“I told you, it’ll take more than one or two little orgasms for you to get all that aphrodisiac out of your system. After having to wait so long, I thought you deserved to cum as much as you want.”
Lazily, the vampiress dragged her tongue along the length of Xyleris’ cock from base to tip, making the succubus yelp as the wet, slimy appendage flicked across her head.
“You know, I think this adorable cock would look even cuter fucking my tits…” Elise said idly, before she licked her lips encouragingly and pressed her breasts together, cupping an arm beneath them.
Suddenly Xyleris gaze was fixed on her ample bosom as she bounced them gently atop her forearm, any fatigue from having gone through two climaxes in quick succession dissapating as the urge to fuck her cleavage suddenly tore through the succubus’ mind.
“Why don’t I lie back like this…” Elise cooed, as she rolled onto her back and pressed her breasts together, “and you can press that adorable little member between them?”
The girl’s breath caught in her throat as Elise did so, giving her a full view of her beautiful breasts which were practically begging for her cock to plow between them. Shakily, she crawled over, straddling atop Elise’s waist as her cock twitched at every brush against her silky smooth skin.
She reached out, delicately squeezing their supple softness and letting out a shuddering exhale. They felt heavenly, and her cock was already leaking once more.
“Oh… ohh…” Xyleris bit her lip as her cockhead gently nudged the underside of her cleavage.
“That’s it, I knew my pet would want to fuck my tits.” Elise giggled sweetly, very amused by just how turned on Xyleris was.
Xyleris looked into her deep, red eyes as she nodded, a knowing smile on her lips.
The succubus bit her finger as, at Elise’s encouragement, she gently pressed her cock between the pillowy gap. The aphrodisiac was still pumping through her system, making every touch and sensation so intense. It felt amazing, they were somehow both so soft and yet so firm, a perfect fit that begged her to give in to her instincts.
She soon did, thrusting more eagerly, her hips bucking into the warm embrace of Elise’s chest. The vampiress’ hands let go of her breasts as the horny succubus held onto them as if for dear life, pressing them together around her modest cock which was utterly dwarfed within their cushiony confines. Instead she interlaced her fingers behind Xyleris’ ass and pulled her forcefully, encouraging the girl to fuck her tits harder.
The feeling of Elise controlling her tempo was a major turn on in and of itself, and Xyleris couldn’t help but whine like a wanton creature of lust.
Elise’s fangs glinted in the pale light as she whispered, “That’s it, fuck my tits like the horny girl you are…”
Xyleris’ body sang with pleasure, Elise’s body was so soft and smooth and it made every sensation against her cock feel so electric. Elise’s excitement was growing too, watching the girl she loved thrusting uncontrollably into her tits was all at once so arousing and such a feeling of control. She knew no one else could make her love feel this way.
Her fingers squeezed Xyleris’ ass tight, encouraging her to buck her hips faster, as Elise bit her tongue. When she got so out of control like this it was so hot.
“That’s a good girl. You want to cum all over my tits, don’t you? You want to paint them white with all that cum you’ve been so desperate to shoot…”
Xyleris moaned at the visual imagery, somehow making the already incredible experience even more intense. The succubus nodded fervently, her breath coming in short little gasps as she fucked Elise’s breasts with wild abandon. The feeling was sending shivers down her spine. She could feel that familiar itch in the tip of her cock, the tingle running through her whole body, she was so close to cumming yet again…
Elise struggled to maintain her composure, the aphrodisiac not having left her unscathed either. She chuckled, cheeks flushed with excitement. She hadn’t seen Xyleris so eager to cum in quite some time, she was so desperate for release. Her eyes never left the beautiful girl’s face, watching as the ripples of ecstasy played out across her features.
“Cum for me.” Elise spoke in a deep, covetous command.
Xyleris’ eyes shot open, throwing her head back as a muffled scream escaped her. She pumped her cock shakily as her orgasm built and built, the pressure building as her abdomen tightened. At last she felt she could hold no more as the third orgasm of the afternoon ripped through her body.
The vampiress’ grip on her tightened, tugging her tightly into her tits as her small cock squirted deeply into her bosom, the force of Xyleris’ ejaculation allowing dribbles of cum to leak onto her neck. The feeling of milking her cock so thoroughly with her tits was such a rush. She felt so powerful, so in control.
Xyleris by contrast felt so weak, and so out of control, that it was almost too intense for her to handle. She wept a little, collapsing forwards while her cock throbbed between Elise’s tits, as the utter force of her orgasm utterly overwhelmed her.
Her body twitched as every sensation within the slick cleavage against her now very sensitive cock was magnfified into a full-body spasm.
With a lavish lick, Elise circled the head of Xyleris’ cock a few times before giving it a doting kiss. Delicately, she helped Xyleris withdraw her cock from her breasts and pulled her down next to her on the bed and into a passionate kiss, lacing her fingers in the succubus’ pink hair.
“I love you so much. I’m so proud of you sweetie.” Elise said in the brief moments when their lips were parted.
They just enjoyed each other’s warmth, the closeness, the feeling of their sweat-slick bodies against one another. Sharing every breath, Elise smiled, tracing a finger over Xyleris chin.
It was easy to forget the world outside for a while. There was nothing but them in a cocoon of blankets and body heat.
“Do we have to get up?” Xyleris whispered.
“No.” Elise kissed her question away.
Eventually as the evening wore on the clouds opened, and the gentle patter of rain against the windows became a pour, an endless drumbeat.
Xyleris drifted in and out of sleep. Elise watched her the entire time, as if afraid if she looked away for even a moment the girl would be gone. She held one of Xyleris’ hands between her own and hugged it to her breast.
The succubus woke some time later and nuzzled her face into Elise’s neck.
“M’hungry.” She mumbled.
Elise held her close. She’d been hungry for a while now, but hadn’t wanted to leave the bed.
“Mm-mm.” Elise tutted.
Xyleris groaned a little, giggling.
“Not letting you go.” Elise kissed the top of her head.
“I know.” Xyleris whispered.
They laid there a little while longer before neither of them could deny their hunger any more. Yet just as they were about to get up, a knock at the door surprised both of them.
“I’ll get it.” Elise whispered.
Elise wrapped the bedsheet around herself as she made her way to their dorm room door.
“Hello in there!” Came a voice Xyleris hadn’t heard in a month. “Do you have some hot girl in there with you Xy?”
As Elise opened the door, though, Rachea - Xyleris’ former roommate, stood there unfazed.
“Oh, hi Elise! Sorry I thought I’d find Xy here. Any idea where she is?”
The vampiress smiled as she heard an almost inaudible squeak from behind her.
“She’s around.” Elise said coolly.
“Hah. I bet. Sorry if I woke you up, I just wanted to let Xy know I’m back and…”
For a moment, the succubus paused, sensing something on the air.
“Oh, am I interrupting something?” Rachea grinned sheepishly. “Sorry, didn’t expect you’d have company. Xyleris complained whenever I brought back a guy, or girl, or…”
“Well, I didn’t hear any complaints from her.” The vampiress uttered, eyebrows raised.
Rachea looked into Elise’s face for a moment before her eyes widened. Her mouth dropped open before she covered it. She poked her head around the doorway and beamed a toothy grin at Xyleris.
“Elise!” Xyleris whined, face in her hands as she felt like she could die.
“I knew it!” Rachea clapped her hands, offering a silent prayer. “I’m so happy for you two.”
Elise sat down next to Xyleris and draped an arm around her shoulder, which only made the girl whine louder.
“You don’t have to be shy, sweetie.” Elise said softly. “But it’s so cute when you are.”
“Mmmmfh.” Xyleris pouted.
“Well now I’ve found you, do you guys wanna get something to eat?”
“Good timing.” Elise nodded, resting her head against Xyleris’. “We’re starving.”
“Cool, I’ll give you guys a chance to… freshen up.” Rachea giggled, prancing out the door as Xyleris tossed a pillow after her.
Elise kissed her forehead.
“She was going to find out eventually.” The vampiress reassured her.
“I know.” Xyleris huffed.
“Hungry?”
“Yes.”
“Well, I have an adorable little outfit I’d love to see that cute body of yours in.”
Xyleris couldn’t help but grin as Elise’s fingers tickled her neck.
“Come on, up. Up up.” Elise held her by the hand and lifted her to her feet, and took a moment to admire her body. “You really are so beautiful.”
Xyleris blushed.
“Y-you too.”
Yet her embarrassment only skyrocketed when she saw what Elise had picked out. A neon pink knitted top which would leave so much skin on show it was little more than a sports bra, and a skirt that would hardly make it halfway down her thigh.
The moment Xyleris opened her mouth to complain, she found Elise’s lips there, making the girl shudder as she struggled to stay upright.
“No complaints? That’s what I thought.” Elise growled gently.
Once Xyleris was dressed, if one could charitably describe her attire as being dressed, she was blushing furiously in the mirror. Elise, however, held her shoulders possessively.
“You look positively adorable.” Elise cooed, making the girl turn if possible an even deeper shade of red.
Rachea knocked again, then opened the door without waiting for an answer.
“Hey guys, are you ready - whoa!” She blinked. “Xy you look great!”
Xyleris shot her a glare, but Elise was delighted.
“Doesn’t she just?” She curled her fingers in the girl’s pink hair, stroking her neck. “She’s even cuter when she’s flustered.”
Rachea grinned. She was so happy that her friend had found someone. In spite of everything she could tell how much the girl was enjoying this. Hell, she didn’t need to be a succubus to feel the sparks between them.
“Let’s get going before it gets too busy.” Rachea sighed, admiring the beautiful couple.
Elise led Xyleris out the door, who grabbed Elise’s hand and squeezed it.
“I love you.” The succubus said softly, sinking her face into Elise’s neck.