411: The Games Begin (18++)

411: The Games Begin (18++)

“Hm~” Beatrice got increasingly fascinated with nearly effortless Ember’s submission by Samantha. Beatrice pulled out of Samantha without even cumming inside her and slowly walked around to Ember.

“What do you think?” Beatrice asked Samantha while admiring Ember’s trembling figure. “Should she cum just from your mouth or…?”

Beatrice waved her tail and brought it closer to Ember, gently touching the redhead’s hot body, sliding across her breasts, circling around them and cupping a strong feel before going lower, along the middle of Ember’s flat belly and vertical belly button, lower—

“AAHhh!!!” Ember cried out and tensed up.

Beatrice instantly realized what happened as she watched the exposed half of Ember’s cock pulsate, delivering its first payload directly into Samantha’s mouth. Each of Samantha’s swallowing sounds indicated not only that she had every intention of consuming all of Ember’s cream but also the sheer amount she had to handle to avoid any spillage.

Only after no more cream flowed from Ember’s cock and Samantha swallowed it all did she let go of Ember’s cock with a satisfied breath and said, “Sorry, but I did not want Ember to have any excuses about who it was that made moan so sweetly and cum her heart out.”

“That’s alright,” Beatrice said as she pulled down Ember’s robes to enjoy the sight of her stunning bodyguard’s fully naked body. “There’s more where that came from, right, Ember?”

Beatrice coiled her tail across Ember’s torso and pressed Ember closer. Within moments Beatrice had her hands all over the redhead and they kissed. And as they kissed, Beatrice’s hard cock rubbed between Ember’s thighs, going higher with each rub, pointing up to the warm, moist cave to nestle in, aching for a long overdue hard pounding.

“How fast do you think she’ll cum if fucked and sucked off at the same time?” Beatrice asked Samantha.

“If I seriously tried to make her cum fast?” Samantha asked while playing with Ember’s hard cock in her hand. “She has no chance.”

“No doubt you’re right,” Beatrice concluded after temporarily satiation her thirst for Ember’s lips and tongue. That’s when the succubus finally acknowledged the existence of her four remaining eunuchs. “Samantha, which of those four you feel performed the best during their time with you?”

“Oh?” Samantha thought for a couple of seconds. “It would have to be the one with fresh wounds across his back. Chuck or Chang or something like that?”

“Chris!” the man with spiky hair strands and faded sides corrected Samantha.

“Whatever!” Samantha hardly seemed to care. “That I even managed to remember two starting letters already shows he made an impression. He fucked like he got a second lease on life.”

“Perfect!” Beatrice said. “Chris, get over here and eat Samantha out while she tries to make Ember cum again. If you make her cum before Ember, I’ll give you a cock and a choice of any one of us to fuck!”

Chris did not have to be told twice. He ran to Samantha’s pussy with his tongue out like Wile E. Coyote ran after the Road Runner.

“That won’t happen,” Samantha declared confidently and was about to go to work on Ember’s cock when Beatrice suddenly agreed.

“You’re probably right,” the succubus said as she sized up Samantha’s confidence. The same overconfidence she saw in Ember not long ago. “I’ll need another volunteer to work on Samantha’s dick too! Whoever milks Samantha’s cock first will also be granted a cock and the privilege to join the festivities!”

All three eunuchs, Carl, Liam, and Jeremy, rushed to Samantha, pushing and shoving each other out of the way and tripping up each other to be the first to Samantha’s hanging schlong like puppies to their momma’s tits.

“Let the games begin!” Beatrice declared to the sound of Samantha’s yelps and moans as four grown men fought for a spot between and under her legs.

And while Samantha tried to adjust to the sudden crowd between her legs, the tip of Beatrice’s tail quickly moved up to Ember’s lips.

“Unfortunately, your fucking will have to wait,” Beatrice said to Ember. “It wouldn’t be fair to our contestants if I also fucked you while Samantha tried to make you cum as fast as she could... But the thing is, that I’m also aching for some satisfaction. You understand, right?”

Ember’s parting lips before the phallic tip of Beatrice’s tail signaled that Ember understood.