Conquest Of The Fallen: Dark Dominions

Chapter 172: Punani [18+]

"LET ME SEE. Let me see that dick." The fair Succubus eased Rafel back, and out of Bolta. His cock was so seated deeply inside it took actual effort on her part to get him out. And the fact that Bolta loved him too much to let go. Her pussy clenched around his shaft. Rafel's engorged penis was fat and thick to great size.

He was coated with Bolta's sex and smell.

Aya went on her knees, in the small space where his ripped torso joined with Bolta's large butt.

His cock was turned up.

Gigantic.

Pulsing.

Powerful.

It throbbed over her face. Aya licked her lips; only her was still fully clothed. "Mhmm. I want to taste." She dragged Rafel's bulbous penis to herself and opened her mouth. She sucked him in deep and wet. It was all shades of hot. Your journey continues at M-V-L

The golden-brown velvet of his girth. "Mhmm yes. I love this dick. It's so thick in my mouth. So hot."

GLUG! GLUG! GLUG!

She helped Rafel pump into her mouth, using her hands to coax deep groans out of him. She gurgled and choked. And her throat was fat with him. Aya sloppily drew him out and Rafel covered his eyes not to see her lips. Not to cum too soon. She smiled sinfully and licked at the sides of his cock, slurping down to his balls.

She spat on the thick nosh.

Bolta was twerking on the wall, her hands flat on the cold surface, uneasily demanding with her body. Aya spread her round globes and spat in her ass crack too. Bolta's hole clenched right before her eyes. Aya spanked her. "You greedy bitch! You taste so good slathered over my Lord's cock.

I sucked you off his dick. His mighty dick." Bolta shook harder. Aya spanked her more, happy at the sight of how wet she was becoming. "Quit squirming, slut. He'll be inside you soon enough. But let me suck just a little bit more."

In laughter, she swallowed him back down. She gagged a few times before easing him out her throat. Saliva flowed freely.

"Now back in. There we go. . ." Aya held Rafel and pushed him back inside Bolta. "Good girl! You're a good fucking whore."

Bolta's pussy made a squishy sound as Rafel rammed up to the hilt.

"Ahhhhhnnnnnn yes." Bolta scraped the white wall.

Aya rose to her feet and began zipping down her red gown as she watched Rafel begin a rhythm inside of the busty female soldier. He had one hand in Bolta's dark dreadlocks, sleeping down her back and the curve of her butt. It was such a sight at seeing Rafel's big inches deliver raunchy pound after pound; his cock slithering like a slime pipe, in and out, in and out.

Pah! Pah! Pah!

Aya hooked her hands up at the one slip on her dress and lifted it off her shoulder, smiling, "you like that, don't you, whore?!" Bolta's face whipped to her. Zaps sparkled in her eyes. "Ohh I do. I fucking do." Behind, Rafel was unrelenting. He went at it like he was punishing her for something. Both girls were having the creme of sexual experience.

Not to mention that the giver was a stupidly hot son-of-a-gun.

Aya had no bra and flushed when Rafel dived his head down to take in one of her ripe melons. She was big, but Bolta was humongous. He let the slut in front move back into him, slamming on his cock at her own pace as he focused on sucking on Aya's fat, delicious titties. Her breasts almost forced him into shutdown. Rafel growled as she grabbed them up and covered his head in the massive bosoms.

"You are too much of sin, Naamah. Too fucking much."

"—but nothing you can't handle, m'lord." Aya dropped her hands to drag off her red evening dress. It allowed Rafel to do the honors of cupping her generous boobs. He clutched them hard. He pressed into the soft flesh. He massaged the ample weights. He rubbed the tight cherry nipples.

He tweaked her lovely areolas; worshipped her plus size. He licked up her cleavage, buried his head in her large mounds. Finally, he swept up from the valley of breasts, across pure caramel flesh, wetting her skin with his tongue, and lashed out at her puckered nubs with the pink velvet. He rolled her red nipples in his mouth, and sucked and sucked.

Aya was moaning; she struggled to be free of her gown. "Oh dear. My Lord. My Lord! I'm—" Her head fell back and she whimpered a long moan. "Ohh by Lucifer!" She stopped doodling with her gown and dragged Rafel in.

Grasping one huge breast after the other, she cradled his head and fed him her nipples.

"Just how you like it, huh? Yessss. Ohh gods. Suck on them. Suck 'em good. Yeah, just like that.

Fuck me. Holy fuck!"

Rafel closed his teeth around one and Aya jerked.

The movement finally dropped her gown held up by her wide hips to crimson pools at her feet. Rafel hooked a finger around her sexy G-string and ripped it off. He massaged and stroked with his large, callused battle hands every inch of naked he could touch on his voluptuous succubus. It was her flat belly. Her tiny waist. Her matronly hips.

Behind, to her back laps. Her thick thighs. Her most impressive behind. That plush, pillowy ass—where even a Pharoah could rest his head and forget the Nile.

He fondled her everywhere, till Aya was stepping out the spools of her gown, kicking it across the ivory floors, and seeking more of his skilled hands. By the gods, her Lord Master knew how to touch a woman.

In front, Bolta was a mess of buxom, electrified curves. Pinpricks of blue current dazzled across her ivory skin. She was now completely bent down at the waist. She had her face flat against the wall, hopping on her feet, the motions shaking her fat ass with Rafel's fat penis throbbing inside her pussy. Her great breasts bounced on her chest. She grasped and pulled at them.

She grinded hard on that dick.

SWAT!

Rafel smacked her ass, urging her to ride faster.

Bolta dropped entirely down to the floor, bent so far down she could see between her own legs and watch his dark meat sliding in and out of her. His python penis glistened in her heat. Rafel smacked her again. "How's the view from down there?"

Bolta's knees trembled. Her dreads ran on the long floors, beautiful and darkish.

She began to quake more and Rafel knew she was close. He grasped her furious locks and held her back as she grinded good and deeply into his groin. Her ass cheeks rubbed on his torso, rubbing him in the musk of her heat. "Ohhhh. . .I'm coming.

Israfel, I'm coming. Oh ISRAFEL! FUUUUUUCCCKK!" She screamed out, slamming desperately back on his dick.

PAH! PAH! PAH! PAH! SQUISH! PAH!

The sounds their molten connection made would have been embarrassing if any of them cared. Rafel spat on his hand and rubbed under to her clit. Aya dropped hers too and fingered Bolta's asshole. The female sentinel clenched and clenched around the both of them. At this point, it was just too much for Bolta and she splintered into the stars.

"Ohhhhhhh goddddddd!!!"

Her orgasm was volcanic. Literal electricity ran up her skin. Both her ass and cunt viced around Rafel's cock and Aya's finger, keeping them in as she trembled in her bent position. She shook and shook with the force of her climax and Rafel felt his cock liquefied in warm pussy. Bolta's honeypot was so fucking tight. He heard the dirty sounds of her oozing out of her channel and on his dick.

"A-ha," Aya chuckled, plucking at her breast, "look at her go." She meant Bolta.

The violet-eyed succubus pulled her finger out from Bolta's asshole and brought it to her face. "Oh god," she moaned, smelling her fingers, "so good. I bet she'll taste even better." She popped the finger into her mouth and sucked crazily, pumping and— "Mhhm yes. I love how her fucking ass tastes. Such a dirty girl. A big, slutty soldier you are, Miss Olympian."

Rafel lost his fucking mind at seeing Aya lick Bolta off her hand. He dragged that finger to his own mouth and fisted Aya's ebony waves. He pulled her down his chiseled Adamic body, watching as she bent at the waist, licking down his abs, to reach his wet cock. Soaked and slimy from Bolta's pussy, Aya grabbed his fat penis and rubbed it all over her face.

She groaned to Bolta who had fallen to her knees following her passioned climax and was turned, staring at them:

"Look at this wet dick. Look what you've done, you dirty, dirty girl."

"Shut it, you fucking slave." Rafel growled from above. "You're too damn pretty for your own good." He held Aya down at this loins and forged into her mouth. He parted her blushed lips with his cock and began pounding crazily. "Fuck yes, take all that dick. That's what you what, innit? That's what you always fucking want, you beautiful, beautiful girl."

The compliments from her Lord Master did Aya in; she grabbed Rafel's lean waist and swallowed all of his huge penis down her throat. Her cheeks were fat with his balls and her gullet bulged. She held him in for harsh, ticking seconds. She wheezed. Gagged. But didn't let him go.

All of his dick and balls inside her mouth. Her gorgeous face puffed up and red.

"Holy fuck." Bolta's eyes widened on her knees.

Rafel dragged Aya down to the opal floors with him and lay on the smooth marble, on his back. He kept her face stuffed as he pulled Bolta in again, and settled her over his face.

SLUSH! SLUSH! SLUSH!

Bolta grinded her pussy over his eyes, nose and mouth. "Oh fuck yes." She marked him with her ass and scent. Riding. Rising. Only to slam back down and facesit him. For many seconds, she allowed him to breathe only her.

Her slimy, fat pussy. Rafel's tongue scorched her labia and the friction made Bolta cum again. "Yes. I love seeing you down there. Drowned under my pussy. Lick it.

Lick my punani. It's all yours. Eat it, baby."

Bolta's toes curled around Rafel's head as he jerked up into Aya's mouth. The moment she felt the first splurge of hot seed hit the back of her throat, Aya released his cock out of her mouth.

SPLAT!

A milky deluge hit her face. But Aya wasn't about to waste any amount of that precious spunk.

"No, no, m'lord. I want it inside me. I want it all."

In haste, Aya turned around and sat on the monster rise. Rafel was swollen to ten inches, and near fat as her wrist. Him merely pushing in her folds made Aya clamp her thighs and bite her lip. He swatted her fat butt. "See what your mouth did to me?"

"Ahhhnnn—"

Aya started bouncing up and down in a squat. She sat on his fleshy dick, easing that hot, splurging penis in and out of her, repeatedly. It must have been her fourth time going down when—

SQUISSSSSH!!!

Her beautiful body let go, in spontaneity. Her back arced, sheened in good sweat of raw fucking. Bolta pushed her up to spy on her sex leak squirting: a steady, sexy stream all over Rafel's bunching abs. Bolta raised her from his cock, and since Aya was riding reverse cowboy, she felt the other girl's lightning irises land on her intimate parts.

"Gosh, would you look at that. So fucking hot," Bolta breathed. She admired Aya, spreading her ass cheeks and leaning in so Aya's sex and ass was perched right over her head. The softness of Bolta's lips brushed Rafel's shaft. It pulsed at contact. He was under both girls, spent.

Aya moaned as she squatted more squirt onto Bolta's face. She put her head back to watch the daughter of Zeus bathe in her juicies.

Bolta opened her eyes when it was over, blinking in the dribble. She smiled, spreading Aya's prodigious butt wide to stare in; "now that is a fucking beautiful punani!"

They fell into each other on the floor. Rafel looked up at the unused bed eight feet away. Bolta and Aya followed his eyes. A second later, the three of them burst out laughing.

"Holy shit." Bolta giggled. "We didn't even make it past the wall."