The Incubus' Cure (closed for DrStein)

Elle tried to speak, but all that came out was a choked moan. Her whole body was jerking against Shane's fingers, still riding out those mini post-orgasms. She simply slumped against him, willingly spreading her legs to grant him easier access to her pussy.

And Misha, meanwhile, watched, enraptured, as Shane brought their sexy new partner for the evening to another earthshattering orgasm so soon after her last. She pushed herself up onto her knees, her gaze fixed on Elle's pussy, and leaned forward to lick at her clit while Shane roughly worked her hole with his fingers. Elle cried out at the feeling, tossing her head, while Misha licked up all of the juices of Elle's orgasm.

Once Elle was finished, Misha turned her attention to Shane, hungry for his cock, and stood. "How do you want me?"
 
Shane scooped Elle up bridal style as it was clear she wasn't in any condition to walk on her own and motioned for Misha to follow him into the bedroom. Once there, he set Elle down on the bed and began to untie her wrists followed by Misha's. "Lie on top of her," he ordered in that low, velvety voice.

Once Misha did as commanded, he proceeded to bind the two women's wrists to each other and then to the bed posts. He climbed onto the bed between their legs and began massaging Misha's ass. "I'm going to fuck you like a whore," he said to Misha in a seductive growl. "Then if Elle begs me enough, I'll give her another orgasm as well. After that? You two can share my cock."
 
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Misha was delighted by the position they were left in once Shane bound them together. She was looking down into Elle's eyes, still unfocused from her multiple quick orgasms, and pressed a kiss to her lips. That seemed to wake Elle a little, and Misha responded by shifting her body so that their breasts pressed together.

Looking back at Shane as he explained what was going to happen now, she lifted her hips slightly to wiggle her ass at him, and winked. "I don't know that I'm going to let Elle speak, much less beg," she purred, chuckling warmly at Elle's desolate moan in response. She turned back to the woman underneath her and kissed her, soft and slow, her tongue and teeth teasing at Elle's full bottom lip.
 
Shane grinned. He spread open Misha's pussy lips and slowly stuffed his cock into her until he had bottomed out. He took a few seconds to grind inside of her then began to slowly thrust. As he did last night the first time he tied her up, the pacing may have been slow but the power behind each thrust was intense. Each time his balls swung forward and smacked into Elle's pussy.

"Maybe you won't," he said. "But that wouldn't be fair." He then turned his eyes to Elle. "If she doesn't let you beg for another chance to cum on my cock, then you'll get to suck me to completion while she sits and watches."
 
Misha moaned in complete satisfaction as Shane pushed his cock into her. As much as she'd been enjoying herself previously, there wasn't anything quite like being filled and fed on by Shane. Each thrust pushed her body forward, causing her to bounce against Elle.

At his promise to cum in Elle's mouth if Misha didn't let her beg, Misha twisted around to pout playfully at him. Not that she really minded the idea of watching Elle suck him off... but the honest truth of the matter was that she wanted to swallow his load herself. And so, pushing her pussy back against his thrusts, she pressed her face against the curve of Elle's neck and began to suck and bite at the skin.

Elle, meanwhile, was grinding uselessly against Misha, seeking out some friction other than the teasing smacks of Shane's balls against her empty pussy. She tossed her head to one side to give Misha better access to her neck, and began to whimper with need. "Oh god, please! I need you to fuck me again," she panted. "I can't stand it! This is so teasing!" She groaned. "I can feel how wet your making Misha. She's dripping all over me. I want that! I need it! Please!"
 
Shane relished hearing Elle begging for his cock. He continued to hammer away at Misha's pussy, providing her with a few mental images promising more when she had him to herself later. He rhythmically spanked her he did Elle before. "I think our guest is ready for her reward," he said in a low, pleasure-filled growl. He would continue if not for the fact that he had the feeling Misha would bring out the more monstrous aspect of his true form before too much long. Her pussy gripped his cock like a vice and seemed loathe to let him pull out even one inch. "Are you ready to cum... Misha?"
 
Misha wanted to answer, but all that came out was a low cry of pleasure. Her hips jerked, smacking against both Shane's and Elle's hips as her orgasm overcame her, soaking both Shane's cock and Elle's pussy with her juices.

Elle, having no idea what Shane's power really was, believed she was watching Misha cum on command. Well, she was, in a manner of speaking. Still, wide-eyed and thrown into a storm of lust by the sight, she began to beg incoherently for Shane's cock, nearly driven mad by watching Misha have the orgasm she was coming to desperately need after having been left essentially to watch as the two sexiest people she had ever seen fucked each other without doing anything but tease her mercilessly in the process.

"Please please please! Oh my God, I can't stand it!" She panted, squirming under Misha as she felt the other woman riding out the end of her orgasm, feeling that warm juice from Misha's pussy rolling down her own pussy lips, a teasing reminder of what she didn't have. "Please fuck me!"
 
The mix of Misha's moaning and Elle's desperate begging was music for Shane. With one last smack of Misha's ass he pulled out of her and stuffed himself into Elle's waiting pussy. The pace he set was slow but hard at first. He needed a moment to collect himself and make sure he wouldn't slip. He lowered his head and placed a firm love bite on Misha's shoulder to give himself one more anchor point. This was it. He'd only be able to give Elle one more orgasm before he either let a part of his disguise slip or hurt her somehow so he better make sure she got what she wanted. For now his teeth on Misha's skin made it easier to focus on feeding from her. If nothing else, it may give her a better afterglow.
 
Misha slumped when Shane pulled out of her, resting comfortably on Elle with a sigh of pleasure. Elle, meanwhile, went rigid with need as he pushed into her aching, needy pussy. "Oh god, yes!" She wanted to push back, to fuck him back, but between the bonds and Misha's weight resting against her body, she was helpless to move and had to allow herself to be fucked at whatever pace Shane set. "Harder, faster, please!" she begged like a woman starved, even after Shane started pounding into her.

Misha giggles, loving the sound of it, and cooed as she felt Shane's teeth against her shoulder. There was something pleasant about the feeling of him feeding on her - usually she was too wrapped up in physical pleasure to feel it, but since this was the afterglow and he was focusing on Elle, she could, just this once. It was like being pushed into a state of serenity - an afterglow-like feeling, but far too powerful for that word to really apply anymore. She relaxed against Elle, enjoying the feeling of her body bouncing underneath while she was pounded. Misha's eyes opened to watch the look of pure pleasure on Elle's face.

"Tell me how much you love this," Misha whispered, her tongue trailing up Elle's neck. "Tell me you how his cock makes you feel. Tell me how much you want to cum for him." And as she spoke, she started grinding her hips down against Elle's. It wasn't much friction, but there was a little, their wet pussy lips sliding against each other.

Elle's eyes opened halfway to meet Misha's. "Oh god, keeping doing that. Keep... Fuck! I'm gonna-!" She cried out, her whole body arching tight like a bow about to snap. Misha caught her lips in a messy kiss, swallowing her cries as she came for the last time that evening, shaking and nearly passing out from the overwhelming sensation.
 
Shane let out a low growl from deep within his chest and pulled out of Elle as her orgasm subsided. It wasn't easy, but he managed to make it through without slipping up. He untied the two women's wrists and rolled over onto his back with his still-erect cock, shiny and sticky with the juices of two different pussies and multiple orgasms, bobbing softly in the air. He gave a hazy, lustful smile at Elle and Misha. "Be good girls and share," he teased. It wouldn't take long to bring him to completion after all that. And of course he had plenty of cum for the both of them.
 
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Misha climbed up off of Elle with a sultry smile, wiggling her hips. She crawled over Shane so that she and Elle could both lick up their 'mess' at the same time, but she made sure - of course - to drag the tip of his cock along her soaked slit along the way. She settled down on her knees, facing him, with her thighs spread provocatively, and watched the pleasure-shocked Elle struggle to sit up.

Elle did, eventually, manage, and ended up kneeling as well, a tanned reflection of Misha's own body, in much the same position. The two women took in the sight of each other, damp with sweat and juices, and then looked down at Shane where he was lying on the bed.

Misha started first, leaning over and running her hot tongue up the side of his shaft, licking up the juices coating him with a soft moan. Elle followed suit, but Misha dipped her head back down before Elle was finished, and prodded at the other woman's tongue as she started licking up what juices were left on the underside of Shane's cock. Elle's eyes lit up with lust - exhausted lust, but lust nonetheless - and her own tongue darted out to purposely tangle with Misha's.

Soon, the two women were moaning softly, kissing each other around Shane's iron-hard shaft, each set of breasts pressing temptingly against his hips as they dipped down to taste more of him and of each other.
 
This was hardly a first for an incubus of his age... or any age past a month for that matter. Shane put a pillow behind his head and reclined in a way that highlighted the definition of his lean body. He put his hands behind his head and smiled at the two women sharing his cock. Still, Misha was a natural. If he hadn't already looked through her desires to thoroughly, he'd be questioning whether or not this was her first threesome.

Elle on the other hand was being swept away. She'd wanted something like this for years and never had the courage to ask. It opened something up inside of her.

Shane had experienced this sort of thing before too. He often wondered if it was just human nature or some lingering form of magic from him that during some particularly intense sex a woman just sort of... closed the door on her inhibitions.

He didn't like how this train of thought inevitably concluded however. Instead he took a deep breath and let out an appreciative, throaty groan. He focused on maintaining his control just before he came. It was a quick save with the end result being a rush of cum that was not enough to be alarming but more than would be expected. Several hot jets followed one another, splashing into the two women's mouths and on their faces.

Following his clearly long-awaited release Shane allowed himself to sink into the mattress with another groan like a Gothic pipe organ. He leaned his head up to get a view of Misha and Elle cleaning each other up and carefully slipped a few visions of his perspective to Misha.
 
Once the first spurt of cum shot out of his cock, the two women both licked eagerly at his head, fighting playfully over what was still coming out in a lustful hunger. It meant that they got more on their faces and chests than in their mouths, leaving them both crisscrossed with his cum, shining on their skin.

Elle had her eyes closed and licked her lips, looking like she might topple over from exhaustion and pleasure. And, indeed, a moment later, she did. With a pleasured sigh, she dropped onto her back next to Shane, reveling in the feeling of his cum all over her skin. Misha, smiling broadly, crawled over her, straddling her hips and leaning get down to begin licking the trails of cum off Elle's warm skin.
 
Shane watched Misha clean Elle and herself off with a hazy, satisfied smile. "You girls were wonderful," he murmured. He contented himself to lay there and watch with that same softly glowing smile. Having fed off of Misha and a second woman together left him feeling particularly good right then. It was a warmth that got softer and weaker the longer he went without a woman for a meal.

Thinking of meals, he imagined the two women could probably use something to eat after all that. Well, something other than his cum. The fridge here was more well-stocked, but only because he hadn't had time to blow through the groceries since the last time the owners were in town. Once they'd all had a chance to soak in the silence, Shane slowly sat up. "Anyone hungry? I'm gonna pop some food in the oven."
 
Misha sighed with absolute contentment once she and Elle had finished cleaning each other up, and collapsed comfortably on top of her, her head pillowed comfortably on the tan beauty's chest.

She caught Shane's smile, and responded with one of her own while he got to his feet and offered food.

Elle seemed to blink awake at that - while she hadn't been asleep exactly, she had been utterly shellshocked by pleasure, so it took her a moment to fully comprehend what he'd said. "Mm? Oh yes, food sounds amazing..." she mumbled, shifting slightly under Misha to get more comfortable. One hand came up from the bed and began to trace odd, swirling shapes over Misha's back, drawing a purr from the smaller woman. It was clear neither of them intended to move for quite a while.

Misha was, perhaps unsurprisingly, the one who returned to her senses first. Pulling out of Elle's arms - to a groan of disappointment from Elle - and began to rifle through the drawers looking for clothes. She found where Shane was keeping his things - or she assumed, at least, based on the size - and pulled out two t-shirts, slipping one on over her own head and tossing the other to Elle.

Elle put hers on, still looking slightly out of it, and smiled when Misha came over to take her hands and pull her to her feet. They were both slightly wobbly, so they wandered into the kitchen arm-in-arm, supporting each other slightly as they walked.

"What's cooking?" Misha asked, shooting Shane a grin as they entered.
 
"Nothing too fancy," Shane answered. He had put on his boxers and jeans, but nothing else. He went into the kitchen and put on an oven mitt. "Some chicken sandwiches and fries." He pulled two baking sheets out of the oven. One had several breaded chicken patties on it, the other a batch of curly fries. There was also some lettuce and cheese in a dish nearby along with condiments.

Right now he had energy to burn from this much feeding in such a short period of time. He went to the living room and turned on the stereo which came to life with EDM. Shane smiled to himself and did a bit of hand waving before gliding in intricate circular patterns back to the kitchen. Shane had picked up a lot of dance moves in his time. Many women could evaluate a man's prowess in bed by how well he could dance. It was all about rhythm after all.
 
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Misha helped Elle into a chair, and then wandered over to the food and began to put together a sandwich for herself. When the music started, she looked up and caught sight of Shane dancing with a broad smile. "God, you're sexy," she mumbled, chewing her lip. It was absolutely insane that he could arouse her again with something so simple as a dance, and right after what they'd just done!

She brought a little food to Elle, and then pulled herself up onto the counter, watching Shane dance with a lewd smile.
 
Shane decided to entertain himself and the ladies a moment and glided his way into the kitchen. He had prepared an extra patty for himself to keep up appearances. He switched his dance style to robotics made a show out of constructing the sandwich one component at a time. He still didn't know for sure if incubi were ageless or what. He did know that he had a lot free time to practice different skills, read books, watch movies... The people in his life were temporary moments, a name and a face to go down the memory hole. There was little else to do but try to learn new things.

As if reading his mind, the stereo started playing Worlds Apart. Shane took the opportunity to end his dance and take a bite of the sandwich. He grinned at the two women and went to the fridge to take out an unopened bottle of Coke. "Anyone need a drink?"
 
Misha was enjoying herself. Watching Shane dance - particularly the robotic motions he made once he entered the kitchen - was a lot of fun, actually. She was struck by the awareness that her old self wouldn't have been able to enjoy it. The more sensual dancing of earlier would have set her off and she would have jumped his bones in an instant without giving the interaction a chance to play out. How long had it been since she'd been able to just be playfully silly like that?

Elle, meanwhile, was giggling at Shane's antics, and nodded when he offered a drink. "Something caffeinated, please. You two took all the rest of my energy. I'm definitely going to need to refuel..." She yawned, smiling. "And maybe have an afternoon nap."
 
Shane poured out three glasses of Coke before relaxing down into a chair. "That was intense," he said with a satisfied grin. "That said, take your time. We're not going to rush you out." He took a slow sip from his glass and closed his eyes when he set the glass down. He paused there in thought a moment before opening his eyes again.

"And... I think now would be a good time to establish what this is. This is a sometimes thing. This is a, 'We don't name names if asked,' thing. All decisions require unanimous consent." Shane looked between the two women, sending a quick mental message to Misha:

Yes, I rehearsed that.

"Sound good?"
 
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