The Incubus System Chapter 950. Feral II

The Incubus System Chapter 950. Feral II

Olivia’s mouth was a warm, wet paradise as she took my cock into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the head before plunging deeper. I let out a deep, guttural moan, my hips bucking involuntarily at the sensation. She held me firmly in place, her hands gripping my thighs to keep me steady as she worked her magic.

Her rhythm was slow and deliberate, her lips creating a perfect seal as she moved up and down my shaft. Each motion sent shivers of pleasure coursing through my body, making it nearly impossible to form coherent thoughts. All I could focus on was the overwhelming sensation of her mouth on my cock.

She pulled back slightly, her tongue flicking over the sensitive tip, eliciting another groan from my lips. “Oh!”

She paused to look up at me, her eyes filled with a mixture of mischief and lust. “You like that?” she purred, her breath hot against my skin. “I want to make you feel good, Ethan.”

“You are,” I replied, my voice breaking with need.

A satisfied smile curved her lips before she dipped her head once more, taking me deep into her mouth. This time, her hands joined the fray, one of them moving to gently cup my balls, rolling them between her fingers in a way that sent sparks of pleasure shooting through me. The other hand trailed up my inner thigh, her touch feather-light and maddeningly teasing.

I could feel myself teetering on the edge of control, my senses overwhelmed by the myriad of sensations she was creating. I dropped my head back onto the mattress, surrendering completely to the pleasure. My moans filled the room. A clear proof of the ecstasy she was drawing out of me.

Her mouth worked in tandem with her hands, each movement perfectly synchronized to drive me wild. She sucked harder, her cheeks hollowing as she took me deeper, her tongue pressing firmly against the underside of my shaft. The sensation was almost too much to bear, and I could feel the tension building in my core, threatening to explode.

“I’m close,” I warned, my voice a desperate plea. “So close.”

She didn’t relent, if anything, she intensified her efforts. Her fingers played with my balls, her touch gentle but insistent, while her other hand caressed my inner thigh, sending shivers of pleasure through me. She pulled back slightly, her lips kissing the head of my cock before taking me deep once more.

The combination of her mouth, her hands, and the sheer intensity of her gaze as she looked up at me was my undoing. With a final, deep thrust, I let go, my orgasm crashing over me. My body tensed, my hips bucking as I spilled into her mouth.

Olivia didn’t falter, swallowing every drop, her tongue still working to prolong my release. My vision blurred, my mind consumed by the ecstasy she was creating. When the waves of pleasure finally subsided, I lay there, completely spent, my body trembling with the aftershocks of my climax.

She released me slowly, her lips leaving a trail of soft kisses along my shaft as she pulled back. But then, her lips wrapped around my cock once more, this time with a renewed intensity. She sucked hard, her cheeks hollowing as she pulled every last drop of my release from me. The sensation was almost too much to bear, my body twitching with the aftershocks of my orgasm.

"Olivia," I gasped, my voice trembling. "You're going to... fuck, you're going to kill me."

She didn't respond with words, only a muffled hum of pleasure that vibrated against my sensitive flesh. Her determination was unwavering as she made sure to spare none of my liquid, her tongue swirling around the tip to catch any remnants.

When she finally released me, I was completely spent, my body sinking into the mattress with satisfaction. Olivia straightened her back, looking down at me with a triumphant smile. Her eyes were dark with desire, her lips glistening as she licked them in delight, making sure none of my semen was left behind.

"I hope you're prepared to satisfy me more, Ethan," she said, her voice a seductive whisper that sent a fresh wave of arousal through me.

I could barely think straight, my mind clouded with the lingering haze of pleasure, but her words ignited a spark of determination within me. I propped myself up on my elbows, my eyes locking onto hers with renewed intensity.

"Oh, I am," I replied, my voice rough but resolute. "I’m going to make sure you feel even better than I did."

Her smile widened, and she leaned down to kiss me, her lips soft and warm against mine. I could taste myself on her, a heady reminder of our connection. We kissed and my hands roamed over her body, reacquainting themselves with every curve and contour.

I rolled us over, positioning myself above her as our kiss deepened. My lips trailed down her neck, kissing and nipping at her skin as I moved lower. Her breath hitched, a soft moan escaping her lips as I lavished attention on her breasts, my tongue flicking over her nipples before sucking them into my mouth.

"Yes," she moaned, her hands tangling in my hair. "Just like that."

Her encouragement spurred me on, and I continued my descent, kissing my way down her stomach until I reached the apex of her thighs. I paused for a moment, looking up at her with a smirk.

I didn’t waste any more time, lowering my head to her pussy and pressing my tongue against her wet folds. She gasped, her hips lifting off the bed as I began to explore her with my mouth.

The taste of her arousal was intoxicating, driving me to delve deeper, my tongue flicking over her clit before dipping into her entrance. Olivia's moans grew louder, her hands gripping the sheets as I pleasured her with everything I had.

I had no intention of stopping. I wanted to see her come undone, to feel her body shatter with pleasure. I slipped two fingers inside her, curling them to hit her sweet spot as I continued to work her clit with my tongue.