Innocent Devil’s Harem Ch. 110 (Patreon)

December 18, 2022

NOTE: I try to have a nice balance of plot and "plot," but it's been a while (I think) since we've had some "plot," so this chapter has a little of both.

It's 7,000 words (or an extra 2,000 over my minimum).

ARTWORK: I uploaded Artwork for Natalie (apparently the best picture so far, out of all of them), as well as a different outfit for Avery.

Everyone reading this should also now be able to view Michelle's picture (blue stripper outfit), so check it out!

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- CHAPTER 110: Sharing -

The rest of our dinner went fairly well, with the cook eventually bringing out dessert just after I finished my plate of food, the middle aged woman having been asked by Miriam to stay late, while also given specific instructions on certain expectations. Including where she was allowed to venture off to initially, since I’d arrived with a bit of a situation, only giving the woman permission to move about more freely once we were in the clear.

Essentially, once I was no longer missing an arm, and once Delilah was awake and alright.

Of course, considering that no one was using illusion spells, it was clear the woman was at least aware that there were nonhumans in the group, but that didn’t mean she was going to be privy to everything going on.

Unsurprisingly, my torn clothing, ripped along many of the seams but still technically functional, had not gone unnoticed by the somewhat plain woman, but she’d avoided eye contact with me and otherwise pretended like she didn’t notice.

No doubt she would have looked if I was fully transformed, but shockingly I was keeping that mostly under control right now.

Alternatively, when she brought out the dessert, she did seem to take notice that a certain black-haired blue-eyed guest was breathing suspiciously heavy, given that the short minx was supposedly only sitting in my lap, followed by the woman bringing around desserts to our side of the table, allowing her to also notice just how much Delilah’s leather-clad thighs were tensing as she sucked in ragged breaths.

The rest of us pretended not to notice, but I could see in her eyes that she wasn’t at all fooled.

She knew exactly what was going on.

That my cock was actually buried deep in the sexy succubus, even though we both appeared to be fully clothed.

Oh well.

Not like I particularly cared if she knew or not.

Once the cook went back to the kitchen, Delilah didn’t seem to have any interest in the big slice of cake in front of her, so I decided to feed her, enjoying it when she obediently opened her mouth for the bite, only for her to whimper when she wrapped her lips around it, fork and all, and just let her mouth flood with saliva in response to the sweet flavor.

She then finally moaned and began gently bobbing her head, prompting me to roll my eyes as I pulled the fork out of her mouth.

Miriam laughed. “Wow, your yummy cum really is like a drug. Knowing how it feels to suffer with so much passion, while being unable to get relief, versus actually seeing someone else experience it, are clearly two different things.” She smiled widely. “Watching her suffer is actually a lot of fun.”

I thought about that, realizing she was right, in the sense that she hadn’t really seen someone else try to resist. Certainly, she’d witnessed Gwen and a few others succumb to the effect, but otherwise, I’d mostly only had sex with Miriam by herself. And, out of all my women, Miriam was really the only one who occasionally tried to hold off actually having orgasms, wanting the ‘build up’ to last as long as possible.

No one else had really suffered with passion like this for so long.

“Although,” Miriam continued. “You might have to eat that cake in her mouth, because she’s just holding onto it.”

Glancing down at the trembling succubus in my arms, I realized she was right.

Delilah almost looked like she was in a passionate drugged trance, still whimpering gently as she savored the flavor of the cake I’d just put in her mouth. Which prompted me to smile, liking Miriam’s idea.

Easing up my embrace around the short blue-eyed minx, instead winding my fingers in her black hair with one hand and then cupping her cheek with the other, I made her tilt her face to the side and up to me.

I then mashed my lips against hers, causing her to whimper and moan again as I tasted the frosting in her mouth.

All of which only prompted her to finally liven in response to the intimacy of our kiss, swallowing audibly the saliva that had collected as she pushed some of the cake into my mouth with her tongue.

Fuck, Delilah was a good kisser.

I couldn’t even place my finger on exactly why, but she truly had it down to a mastered art.

Truly was in a league of her own.

And so, we passionately made-out for a few minutes as she finally started rocking incrementally on my throbbing shaft, her pulsing pussy beginning to build me up to my climax, the cake disappearing pretty quickly between the two of us sharing it. Until finally I was almost there, something she undoubtedly sensed, with her unexpectedly tensing her cervix down on my head and making it impossible for me to cum.

Fuck, suddenly I was the one in desperate need of relief, beginning to feel even more aggressive as I tugged on her hair more, her eyebrows twitching as I forced her head back.

Until finally I sucked up the rest of the passion in the air, fully recharged on magical energy at this point, and forced my orgasm to blow through the dam she’d created.

The intense ball of pleasure, caused by her, thereby turning into a tension in my balls and gut from my own efforts, and thus cumming the hardest I’d ever done for the second time in my life, instantly causing her to scream into my mouth at the intense pleasure it gave her to feel my cock pulse with such intensity.

“MMMMMMMM! MMMMMMMMMMMMMM!”

Fuck, she wasn’t even climaxing herself yet.

“MMMMMMMMMMMMMM!” she screamed into my mouth.

Good thing there was an eavesdropping spell, because otherwise I was sure the cook would be calling the cops right about now, concerned someone was dying in the other room. But I could hear the woman just fine in the kitchen, and she wasn’t reacting to Delilah’s muffled scream of ecstasy.

However, it was obvious the short minx’s absorption of lust was also out of control now, something that wouldn’t usually be a problem with a normal person, since she could only suck up however much lust was there.

At least, assuming she knew not to accidentally tap into their lifeforce, something I was sure she was more than practiced at avoiding.

Which meant, losing control really only became a problem when the lust she was sucking up was unending.

However, since I’d only allowed myself to produce a slightly above average amount, by not focusing too heavily on our sex, she simply got to the end of it and then cummed super hard, causing her to go limp against me, gasping for breath now with her eyes closed.

Miriam just giggled, holding up a piece of cake up to her perfect lips. “That was fun to watch. But now that she’s stuffed with your yummy cum, maybe she can be dessert. We’ll put her on the table, and take turns eating her out.” She giggled again when Delilah just whimpered. “Or actually, maybe we can make her suck on your cock while I fist her. My hands are the perfect size for it, and it’s been almost three-thousand years since I last gave her a really good fisting.”

Delilah whimpered again.

I smirked but didn’t respond, instead readjusting the trembling girl’s slightly twisted form in my right arm and then using my left to get a bite of my own piece of cake, simply enjoying the moment.

It wasn’t that I didn’t like either of those ideas that my short redhead mentioned, but now that I’d finally gotten there and had that rush of euphoric relief, combined with absorbing enough passion to fill up on magic again, I felt truly back to normal ever since everything happened.

Felt truly at peace now.

My body was healed, my magic restored, my cock satisfied, and…now that some time had passed, I felt much less uneasy about some of the decisions I’d been forced to make.

Much less miserable about the losses I’d endured.

Much less guilty about the actions that couldn’t be undone.

Which left everyone silent for a few minutes, all of them again having access to what was on my mind, except for Rebecca and Elizabeth, with Rosa at least having a general sense of my emotional state, even if she couldn’t detect specific thoughts.

But then my phone began vibrating in Natalie’s grasp, prompting her to focus on the screen to see that Joseph or Rachel was calling back.

Readjusting my hold on Delilah, having my arm wrapped firmly around her small chest as I slouched a little, so she could more comfortably rest against me, her eyes still closed as she just focused on her breathing, I then accepted the phone from Natalie and answered the call.

It was actually Joseph this time.

“Hello,” I said simply.

“Hey, sorry I missed your call,” he apologized right away. “We just got home about an hour and a half ago, and I’ve been talking to everyone.”

“It’s fine,” I replied, frowning when Delilah let out a quiet whimper, not wanting to chastise her for it, but hoping he didn’t hear.

At the moment, I didn’t feel at all awkward about the fact that my cock was still buried in the short succubus, since it wasn’t a big deal for me to compartmentalize that kind of thing in my head, but it could certainly become awkward if attention was brought to it.

I continued. “And I did talk to Rachel briefly, so it’s not like no one picked up. I actually…” I paused. “Umm, well I actually had no idea that my mom and dad, the ones who raised me, were also your parents.”

He was silent for a long few seconds. “Umm, yeah. Our father doesn’t like us to interact with each other, prior to him meeting each of us as adults. Kind of wasn’t allowed to come back home, even just to visit, once you started living there.”

“I’m really sorry,” I said sincerely. “I had no idea.”

He sighed heavily. “I know. Not your fault. I’m technically his grandson, and his direct sons get priority, so it was to be expected. Technically, you’re my uncle even though you’re younger, but father prefers we all consider each other brothers.”

“Right,” I replied. “Ms. Monroe mentioned that as well. Oh wait, if that’s the case, then who is your father?”

He sighed. “Umm, it was actually the person we had a funeral for.”

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. “Oh shit, I’m really sorry.”

“No, don’t be,” he said seriously. “Barely knew the guy, and he was a bit of an ass. Literally only saw him like twice in my entire life. Wanted nothing to do with me.”

“And you’re thirty-seven, right? Did he die of old age?”

“Yeah, our kind is weird like that. We’ll stay young and healthy for a long time, but then we’ll just start aging one day, and we’ll grow really old within twenty or thirty years. It’s rare for us to have kids so late in life, but it happens occasionally. I was born right before he started looking old.”

“Makes sense,” I said simply.

“Yeah.” He paused. “Oh, and Rachel also said you had some news to share.”

I frowned again, noting that he left out the ‘bad’ part that I’d originally told Rachel, causing me to wonder if that’s what she told him -- that I just had ‘news,’ since it was something she specifically might consider to be ‘good news.’

I cleared my throat. “Yeah, but it’s not something we should discuss on the phone. We can talk about it when we meet up. Speaking of which, did everyone come to a decision?”

“Umm, yes.” He hesitated. “Sort of. Sarah and Emily kind of feel like it’s too good to be true, but Rachel insisted she would be the first, and they at least agreed to keep an open mind if it turns out well. Laura and Jamie trust our judgement and are fine with it.”

Elizabeth spoke up from across the table, keeping her voice low. “They’re probably afraid this is a trick, and that you’re just going to compel them.”

I nodded in acknowledgment, directing my words at Joseph. “Well, on average it’s going to be about four hours per person. Rachel can be first, and then after that it’s probably best if everyone goes at the same time.”

“Including me?” he wondered hesitantly.

I frowned as I considered his tone, wondering if he was concerned about something happening while they were all passed out.

I then sighed. “Well, that’s up to you. Once Rachel is awake, I can do everyone else, including you. Or if you want to wait, then I can do you last. It’ll just be twelve hours then, is all, instead of eight.”

“Okay.” He paused. “And, will you be bringing anyone with you?”

“Yeah, I’ll bring the girl who was with me today. And maybe one more person,” I added, initially planning on taking Delilah, but now beginning to second-guess if that was wise, wondering if it might be best to take someone else instead.

“One of your wives?” he asked hesitantly.

For half a second, I was confused why he needed the clarification, only to realize that ‘person’ could technically imply someone else, and clearly he was a bit nervous about this somehow turning into a really elaborate ploy to mess with him, like what my other brothers might do.

Without thinking, I glanced to my left at Natalie, since out of everyone, I applied the concept of ‘wife’ to her now, mainly because that’s how I’d chosen to define her in our werewolf bond. I then smiled when she gave me a pleading look, clearly wanting me to take her with me.

“Yeah, one of my wives. Rachel actually talked to her briefly when I first called. I think they’ll hit it off great, since they both seem a little bullheaded.”

Surprisingly, Joseph laughed at that. “Oh.” He chuckled some more. “Yeah, Rachel actually mentioned that too. Said one of your wives called her an ‘awesome bitch’ or something like that.”

“Something like that,” I agreed, knowing that was at least the general sentiment, even if ‘awesome’ wasn’t the word Natalie had used. “So then, given that this is going to be eight to twelve hours, is tomorrow morning an alright time to meet up?”

“Umm, yeah, that’s fine. We, umm, normally go to church, but we can skip.”

I frowned, almost automatically wanting to offer to just do it afterward, but then decided that this was a bit more important than missing a single service. Especially if Joseph did decide to go last, since us arriving at noon might mean we didn’t leave until midnight.

“Okay,” I said simply. “Then I just need you to give me a time and place. We need to do this in private, so one option is you can come to my house, or I can come to yours. I would offer a neutral location, but I don’t know of any that would give us the privacy needed.”

“Right,” he agreed. “Umm, are you fine with coming here? I can send you the address after we get off the phone.”

“Yeah, I don’t have a problem with that.”

He took a deep breath. “Okay, then is 8 AM fine, or is that too early?”

“We can aim for that time, and if I think we’re going to be running late, then I’ll just let you know.”

“Okay, great.” He took a deep breath, seemingly in relief. “And…thanks. Really, thank you.”

“You’re welcome. See you tomorrow.”

“Yeah, see you tomorrow. Bye.”

“Bye,” I replied simply, hanging up and setting my phone on the table.

Gabriella spoke up from my left. “I kind of want to go too, but I guess too many people might freak them out a little.”

I nodded, tightening my embrace on Delilah in my arms. “Yeah, sorry to not include you,” I said sincerely, sort of directing my words to both Gabriella and Delilah. “It’s just they’ve already met Serenity, and if something were to happen, then I think we can all agree that Natalie is going to be the best in a fight.”

“Yeah, and I understand that,” Gabriella agreed. “Wasn’t meaning to complain or anything.”

Miriam sighed heavily. “Well, maybe you can sleep with him tonight,” she unexpectedly offered to Gabriella, only to glance at Natalie. “Don’t want to be perceived as hogging.”

The blue-haired vixen sighed heavily on my left. “Look, I’m really sorry about what I said yesterday. I say things sometimes, and it comes off as rude, but I’m really just meaning to ask a question. I was just curious what your plans were, since we kind of need to talk about stuff like that.”

“But you were kind of right,” Miriam admitted. “I did have selfish reasons for wanting to sleep with him.”

“Yeah!” Natalie scoffed, leaning forward more. “Because you watched his heart get ripped out and were having nightmares! That’s a perfectly okay reason to want to sleep with him. I’m cool with that.”

“Yeah,” Gabriella agreed from Serenity’s other side. “I’m actually okay with it too. Especially since you can enhance his vigor or whatever.”

Miriam shrugged. “You and Rebecca are practically full-blooded succubi now, just without some of the negative aspects. I mean, Gabriella, you can even transform to look like one now. Wings and all. So it’s very likely you would have that same effect on others. It’s one of the reasons why I offered.”

Gabriella’s red eyebrows furrowed slightly as she considered that. “Oh…how would we know?”

Miriam shrugged. “Honestly, that wouldn’t be easy to test. One option is I could hire a new maid who was sick with something chronic, and see if you just hanging out with her made her healthy. I would just have to avoid her, so we could be confident that any positive effect was coming from you.”

Gabriella nodded. “Oh, okay. Yeah, I’d be fine with doing something like that.”

Miriam simply nodded, glancing up at Gwen, who likewise nodded.

“Yes mistress,” she said simply at the unspoken request to hire someone who fit that criteria.

Delilah unexpectedly spoke up. “Umm, w-what about me?” she wondered. “Where should I sleep?”

“With me,” Miriam said simply. “My bed is yours now, although tomorrow we’ll need to have a little talk about what you are, and are not, allowed to touch in my room. And if you have a lot of stuff you want to move in, then we’ll need to discuss that too.”

“O-kay,” Delilah whined, like she was being chastised for something she hadn’t even done yet.

Avery chimed in then, across from Gabriella. “Honestly, I think it’s a good idea if our man sleeps with both of you tonight. I mean, you just found out that he’s the guy you loved when you were still human. That’s kind of a big deal.”

Unexpectedly, out of nowhere, an extremely brief, but extremely intense, wave of sorrow hit me, coming from Miriam…but when I focused on her in alarm, it was already gone, with her outwardly looking like everything was perfectly fine.

The short redhead shrugged casually in response to Avery’s comment. “I admit, it would be nice.”

Not all my women had been focused on me when it happened, but Gwen, Serenity, and Michelle caught what I felt, realizing that Miriam might not be handling all this as well as she seemed. Likewise realizing that she might just be ‘doing her best’ to appear fine outwardly, hiding deep within that she was far from fine.

Far from it.

Hiding how it affected her that she’d just found out the man she loved had spent the last three-thousand years all alone, desperately searching for a way to be reunited with her, and that she hadn’t a clue all this time, having long since moved on, since she couldn’t really remember much of him to begin with, and since she even assumed he was long since dead.

Which was largely due to the curse itself.

The curse I’d apparently suffered for an unfathomable amount of time.

Growing in strength and knowledge as I sought out a way to end my suffering.

Michelle spoke up then, outwardly acting as if she was just agreeing with her daughter. “Let’s do that then. Our sweet boy can sleep with you tonight, probably tomorrow night too, and we’ll just take it one day at a time after that, okay?”

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Elizabeth finally spoke up, changing the subject entirely.

“I’m sorry to interrupt all of this, but Bethel is driving me nuts, because she wants me to ask a question.”

Gabriella spoke up again. “Is that weird having a fire spirit inside you? And do you even get along?”

Elizabeth paused, almost as if she was debating even answering the question, before sighing. “Umm, it’s not weird now. And yes, we get along.”

Serenity chimed in. “Even though you sort of captured her?”

Elizabeth shook her head. “No, it’s not exactly what you think. It’s true that I sort of captured and tamed her, but she knows she would be dead had I not done so.” She sighed. “When fire spirits are created, they die the moment their flames burn out. So, by me taming her when she was still just a beast, I basically gave her immortality.” She paused. “Well, and she gave me immortality too. But the point is, it’s more of a symbiotic relationship. So yeah, we get along great. We don’t always agree on everything, but she understands that this was originally my body, and that my decision trumps hers. However, that’s not to say I don’t respect her and what she wants.” She frowned. “Being in the same body usually means that our overall interests align for the most part.”

“Makes sense,” I commented. “So, what’s your question, Lizbeth?”

Elizabeth’s cheeks flushed at that, knowing that I was specifically talking to both of them whenever I called her by that name. “Umm…” She cleared her throat, seeming to try to gather herself. “You may not be surprised that it’s a question about your power, since she’s pretty focused on that.”

“Sure,” I said simply, squeezing Delilah a little. “Go ahead.”

She nodded, sitting up straighter. “There’s supposedly a lost magic that we read about once, and she wants to know if you can use it. Essentially, it’s a way to turn fire magic into a solid weapon. One that can cut through anything.”

My eyebrows raised at that.

Miriam chimed in, leaning forward to focus on my brunette MILF past Gwen. “I think I’ve read that somewhere once too, but I don’t think it’s a real thing.”

Elizabeth frowned. “I know, but Bethel feels like it’s a real thing. And when she felt his flames earlier today, she sensed it was a thing. I’m not sure how to explain it, but it’s like an instinct for her.”

I frowned as I considered that.

“C-Can you try?” Elizabeth pressed eagerly.

I sighed. “Yeah, I suppose so. I also need to try my fire magic on that stone anyway, to see if Rosa’s idea is correct. Which means…” I bent down to plant a tender kiss on Delilah’s temple, causing her to whimper as I gently squeezed her. “I’m afraid it’s time for you to get up, cutie. Really enjoyed being inside you though.”

“O-kay,” she whined. “B-But we can do this again tonight, right?” she pleaded.

“Yep,” I replied as she began trying to ease herself up off me, her legs a tiny bit too short to just stand up. “Try not to make a mess,” I added.

She simply whimpered with a nod, balancing on her left leg as she pulled fully off and reached down to carefully zip up her leather pants between her thighs. However, as she carefully pulled her other leather-clad leg up over, to stand on my left side next to Natalie, two things happened almost at once.

I felt an intense need from one of my other women, very close by and very unexpected, just as Delilah spoke up.

“Oh no, you’re leaking again,” the blue-eyed succubus exclaimed, immediately dropping to her knees. “Let me clean you up.”

With mouth wide open, the succubus almost engulfed my cock before I reached down to grab her head in time. “Delilah,” I said gently. “You’ve got to share a little, okay?”

“O…Okay,” she gasped, breathing heavily from being so close to her goal, but stopped short and desperately wanting to close that gap.

“Sit up please. I’ll let you go second.”

“O-Okay,” she repeated, slowly easing away and sitting on her heels.

I then looked to my right, at the deeply flushed face framed by blonde hair, seeing the desire and anxiousness in her crimson eyes.

“Go ahead Rosa,” I said gently.

Shockingly, her face flushed even more at that, unable to look at me as her hands began to tremble, only for her to reach up and tuck some of her blonde hair behind her ear, as she slowly began leaning down, aiming straight for her prize.

Delilah and Rosa both whimpered as the blonde wrapped her lips around my leaking head, her tongue rolling along the top, only for her to convulsively swallow hard as she sucked in a ragged breath through her nose.

Because she loved the taste.

She’d experienced food after spending most of her life unable to consume anything other than blood, and now, for the first time ever, she was experiencing the taste of my cum.

She loved it so much.

She wanted more.

She wanted me to cum in her mouth.

But she didn’t know what to do, in order to make it happen. Didn’t seem to know what a blowjob was, or how to do one, and when I had that realization, Delilah spoke up right away.

“Oh! I can help! Here,” she said almost urgently, reaching out to gently cup Rosa’s face. “Start by raising your head up and down like this…” She began pushing up and down on the blonde’s cheeks. “Yeah, like that. Tense your lips more, and you can use your tongue too.” Her tone became more educational sounding. “There’s lots of ways to give a blowjob. A lot of guys love it when you use your throat. Do you think you can use your throat? If not, then you can use your hand and mouth together, but…”

Without hesitation, Rosa was pushing down as far as she could, beginning to swallow as she got her nose all the way down to my skin, reflexively gulping over and over from having my head that far deep. Fuck, I could literally see a bulge in her neck.

And she just held that there for an impressively long time, her face flushed red as she repeatedly swallowed.

“Oh my God, you’re a natural,” Delilah groaned affectionately, gently stroking Rosa’s cheeks and beginning to run her fingers through the blonde’s hair. “But if you want him to cum then you have to go up and down, okay? Yeah, that’s good, just like that…” she praised, as Rosa finally pulled up about halfway and then thrust downward again. “Yeah, and now just a little bit faster. Here, let me help,” she offered, with Rosa pausing as Delilah began bunching up her hair…

Only to shove the blonde’s head downward with surprising force in her thin arms, and pull it back up, followed by shoving down again, and pulling up again, all by a ponytail, starting to pick up the pace when Rosa moaned loudly on my cock.

The roughness of Delilah’s movements, combined with the tugging on her hair, really turned sexy blonde on.

“Yeah, I know you like that, don’t you?” Delilah said affectionately. “You’re just like me. You want it rough. You want our man to fuck your throat, don’t you?” she wondered innocently, her thin arm beginning to use even more force and speed as she thrust Rosa’s face down on my cock.

But then again, maybe I shouldn’t have been surprised by Delilah’s strength, since Miriam was obviously stronger than the average woman. And definitely had a ton of endurance.

Needless to say, I hadn’t been expecting to get a blowjob out of this, but knew from my bond with the blonde vamp that she sincerely wanted this, her arousal really thick in the air now, so I was perfectly fine with letting it happen.

And I was sincerely getting close again.

Until finally, as I was reaching my climax, Delilah tugged the blonde’s head up much further, only to hold it there, even when Rosa tried to thrust downward again, unable to get far.

“Here it comes,” Delilah whispered reassuringly, giggling when Rosa yelped at my first shot. “Please don’t swallow it though. Savor the taste, okay?”

Rosa nodded urgently as she moaned from the thick cum hitting her tongue three more times.

Delilah then quickly offered more instructions, as she carefully pulled Rosa up a little higher, finally letting go of her hair, to hold her cheeks instead, beginning to lean forward.

“He said he wants us to share, okay? I taught you how to give a blowjob, so you’ll share with me, right?”

Delilah didn’t wait for a response, holding the blonde’s face tightly as she mashed their lips together, both of them moaning as the short succubus thrusted her tongue and began slurping in an attempt to get as much of my cum out of Rosa’s mouth as she could, gulping loudly and deepening the kiss even more.

Holy fuck, I was so turned on right now, and I literally just got there.

Glancing up at Elizabeth, since I’d originally been planning on trying to see if I could do this fire weapon thing, I was surprised that her face was deeply flushed, her emerald eyes lit up with little pinpricks of orange light, realizing she was aroused by what was happening right in front of her too.

Only reason why I hadn’t noticed…

Was because there were eleven women around me…

And eleven arousals filling up the room, the scent of maple syrup especially potent, between Miriam, Gabriella, Rebecca, and Delilah, to the point that it took effort to distinguish the others. But without a doubt…Elizabeth smelled like burnt marshmallows…almost exactly like the devil maid sitting next to her.

Eccentric or not, Delilah really knew how to turn everyone on.

An expert kisser, and an expert in the art of seduction.

She was making everyone super horny right now.

However, I didn’t want to get sidetracked too much until I’d taken care of certain things, so after a few minutes of really intense passionate kissing, I silently requested the two of them finish up, with Rosa being the one to pull away first, her breathing heavy, her face deeply flushed. Unsurprisingly, she obediently sat up in her seat, definitely looking drugged, whereas Delilah went straight for my cock, silently speaking to me in my head.

‘You promised I’d be second,’ she complained as she engulfed me and thrust all the way down, swallowing my head to silently gag herself…silently wishing someone really would fist her.

Natalie sighed heavily, as if in annoyance, her tone coming out almost harsh. “Ugh, fine I’ll do it,” she commented, her own arousal very potent, almost making her feel aggressive, as she reached down to feel for the zipper between Delilah’s thighs. “Little bitch wants a good fisting, so I’ll give her a fucking good fisting.”

The black-haired succubus whimpered as she began bobbing on my head urgently.

I half expected for Natalie to test the waters a little as she began shoving her fingers inside, but nope. She eased four of her fingers into Delilah’s loose cunt, and then got her thumb involved, only to begin curling her fingers right into a fist as she thrust even deeper inside.

“Oh fuck,” Natalie groaned, easing out of her chair, as she shoved even deeper. “Oh shit, this feels so good. I had no idea fisting this little bitch would feel so good.”

Miriam giggled, only to fold her wings tightly, and slip underneath the table, causing Natalie to jump slightly when she realized the redhead was right there with her now.

“H-Hey, what…” she started complaining when Miriam began easing down her pants.

“Shhh,” Miriam said gently. “You took my fun, so now I’m going to fist you instead, okay?”

Natalie swallowed loudly, very nervous about being sandwiched between a pair of succubi, shoving her hand even deeper into Delilah, getting up almost to the middle of her forearm, only to gasp as Miriam likewise started to shove her fingers into the blue-haired vixen’s cunt.

“Oh God,” Natalie whimpered, the redhead likewise not taking her time, being rough with her hand. A roughness that Natalie was basically designed for.

“Yeah, now who’s a little bitch?” Miriam teased, pulling her fist out and then shoving back in even further. “Are you my good little bitch?”

Natalie whimpered in response, which prompted Delilah to whimper as she continue to bob up and down on my cock.

Reaching out to begin running my fingers through Delilah’s hair, I glanced at Serenity when I sensed that strong need coming from her too, silently giving her permission to continue the lesbian train.

As Serenity slipped out of her chair, Miriam looked back with flushed cheeks as the transformed imp began easing off the redhead’s leather shorts, only to start feeling for the short minx’s wet snatch, my brunette’s eyes fluttering as she felt Miriam’s swollen pussy lips and then started to ease her fingers inside.

Thus far, Serenity hadn’t been sexual with Miriam at all, despite the desire being present, and crossing that line for the first time was making her extremely passionate.

Gabriella didn’t even hesitate to join in, slipping out of her chair and beginning to pull up on Serenity’s dress, a wired look in her emerald eyes as she began reaching down to feel and play with my brunette’s pussy.

I was shocked by how quickly everyone was joining in.

Even more shocked when it didn’t end there.

The moment Gabriella was starting to finger the girl I’d grown up with, she immediately focused across the table at Avery briefly, the girl she was technically dating…only for her gaze to shift to Michelle instead, the mature woman she’d been fucking.

My mature blonde MILF stood up, and began walking around the table, moving past us and then kneeling behind Gabriella to ease her pants down and start fingering her as well while planting tender kisses on the back of her neck, my busty redhead moaning loudly now as she got her whole hand inside Serenity.

Avery was trembling as she watched, only to yelp quietly as Mrs. Rebecca scooted over a seat and pulled my blonde classmate into a passionate kiss, reaching down underneath her pants to begin feeling her up, the two of them beginning to make-out on their own.

Focusing on Elizabeth, she gulped loudly, glancing up at Gwen hesitantly, prompting the maid to speak up quietly.

“My body can get very hot when I’m aroused,” she whispered.

Elizabeth visibly swallowed. “Umm…I can…handle a lot of heat.”

Gwen simply nodded, and leaned toward my brunette MILF to gently press their lips together, slowly starting to kiss and explore each other’s bodies.

Holy fuck.

This had gone from ‘we’re done for now,’ to ‘everyone being involved’ in barely a minute.

The only one not currently engaged in an act of passion was Rosa, though her face was deeply flushed as she watched Delilah go down on me, as if she was silently taking notes for the next time she gave me a blowjob.

I then focused on Avery and Rebecca as my classmate began easing her hand into the mature MILF’s pants, both of them now fingering each other as they passionately kissed, with Avery whimpering at the realization that I was watching. She was extremely turned on by the awareness that I was aroused by the fact that this pairing was determined by sex itself, rather than companionship. That I loved the fact that Avery was technically dating Gabriella, but had been claimed by Rebecca sexually as her sex pet.

And that I loved the fact that Michelle was leaning over Gabriella just across from them, her hand buried deep inside the busty redhead as the blonde MILF grasped at the younger woman’s tits and tenderly kissed the back of Gabriella’s neck.

Delilah was mostly focused on my cock, and Miriam was mostly focused on me and her friend, even though she was fisting Natalie.

Alternatively, Natalie was heavily focused on being fisted by Miriam, Serenity was focused on being the one to fist Miriam, and both women were turned on by the fact that Miriam herself wasn’t paying either of them much attention even as they grew more passionate.

To the point that Natalie leaned down more to kiss Delilah’s lower back as she fisted the blue-eyed succubus, the short minx’s midnight tail wrapping around her neck, while Serenity almost simultaneously began licking Miriam’s ass, the latter of whom noticed what Delilah had done, and likewise wrapped her tail around Serenity’s neck.

All while Michelle and Gabriella were more focused on each other, even though my busty fiancé had her hand buried in Serenity.

Fuck, it was so fucking hot.

This was the first time we’d all done something together like this, and watching how the groupings formed, both isolated in their own passion, while still involved with everyone else, all just turned me on so much.

I didn’t even want to get there.

I just wanted to watch all of them get there.

But, Delilah was truly amazing with her mouth, and before long I was climbing that peak of my own climax.

I wasn’t the first to cum though.

Gabriella got there first, followed by Natalie, and then Serenity.

Then Avery got there as Mrs. Rebecca fingered her, followed by me as I watched my redhead MILF pleasure my classmate. Locked eyes with Avery as she got there right before I did.

Delilah whimpered as I pumped hot sticky cum into her mouth, only for her to gulp it down loudly, really trembling now as Miriam shoved her wet fist into Delilah, since Natalie needed a second to recover, fisting urgently until the blue-eyed succubus was moaning loudly on my cock as she got there too.

Which only left Miriam, Michelle, and Rebecca, along with Elizabeth and Gwen, and of course Rosa.

However, all four of the older women, specifically the ones I considered MILFs, seemed perfectly satisfied at just having experienced the intimacy, Miriam with a warm smirk on her face as she pulled her hand out of Delilah’s cunt, beginning to lick it clean, even as Serenity finally pulled her fist out of the short redhead.

Michelle and Gabriella, along with Avery and Rebecca, continued to kiss, but it seemed obvious my MILFs weren’t aiming to get there themselves right now.

And similarly, Gwen and Elizabeth pecked each other one last time, before exchanging a hug and then sitting in their own seats, focused on me with warm expressions.

That really only left one individual sincerely wanting to get there right now, her face flushed red from the effect of my cum.

Thus, as Delilah eased off and gave Miriam a big hug, I silently gave some instructions for Rosa.

She immediately whimpered as she stood up and began unbuttoning her jeans, slipping them down in front of everyone without hesitation, and then carefully stepping over my lap facing me, her skinny thighs extremely pale, and sinking right down on my cock as she wrapped her arms desperately around my neck, burying her face against me.

“It’s okay,” I said gently as she started moving before I knew she was ready. “Take your time. This is for you right now.”

Rosa whimpered at that, squeezing her arms around my neck tighter as she focused on her breathing, her entire world having shrunk down to this intimacy shared between the two of us, as if there was no one else in the room right now, the warmth of my cock inside of her sending waves of pleasure throughout her body. Then, once she was ready, she slowly began easing up and down, even the tiniest movement unfathomably intense for her, causing her to whimper with each motion.

“Good girl,” I whispered, slowly reaching underneath her shirt to feel her smooth back. “Take your time. Everyone’s watching you now, and they want to see you enjoy my cock, okay?”

She whimpered at that, trembling at the thought, her world growing a little larger clearly loving the idea, her breathing now heavier as her thrusting became more confident each time.

And truly, everyone was watching now, with Avery and Rebecca still holding hands, but focused on what we were doing, and with Miriam and Delilah now hugging, but both their heads turned our way to see what Rosa was doing.

Michelle was also watching, and while Gabriella was licking off the blonde MILF’s hand, she at least was listening to the blonde vamp whimper.

The moment already felt really special at this point, but there was one thing that made it extra special.

I could see into the minds of eight of my ten other women, not counting Rosa, and what I saw made me really warm inside.

Because unanimously, they were all in agreement.

They all felt happy for the girl riding on my cock.

They all felt happy, for Rosa.

And that made her orgasm all the more special, as she quietly whimpered when she got there.

FEEDBACK: Thoughts on this chapter? Obviously a good portion of it was dedicated to sexy stuff, but there was some regular plot covered too (fire weapon, scheduling meeting with Joseph and his family, etc.).

Main thing here though is the more 'official' inclusion of Rosa.

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