My Succubus System

Chapter 167: The Ropes (2)

Chapter 167: The Ropes (2)

*T-this is crazy! I don’t even know this woman’s name!* Rena thought to herself as the silky caress of just more than half a dozen women swarmed her body. Despite her own moral protests she had to confess–the women were skilled with their touch. She could feel hands pressed against her breasts, pushing her vest upwards while another pair of hands behind her wrapped around her waist. She could feel someone gently running their hands from her abdomen to her lap. A part of her wanted to squirm — yet she was surprised just how alluring the sensations running through her body had become.

Soon her clothing had been removed and tossed aside, a feat that was done with such finesse that Rena was somewhat impressed. The other women wore very little, thus the feel of their skin against hers was now sending shockwaves of pleasant sensations through her body. Two pairs of breasts against her back supplied Rena with a warmth and comfort she’d never known. A plethora of hands swarmed her breasts, some gentle and some more aggressive as they touched and caressed her chest. Her abdomen, her outer thighs and even the inner — nothing was off limits to be touched , all except Rena’s lips for some reason.

She half expected the women to go straight for her erogenous zone, but they didn’t. Instead Rena was covered with caresses, kisses on the neck and back, even just above her belly button.

“Do you like it?”

“How does it feel?”

The voice of the foreign ladies each held a certain quality, one Rena quickly honed in on as lust. Rena’s voice caught in her throat as shivers were sent up her spine, someone had begun running their fingers through Rena’s fluffy wolf tail. The sensation of being petted was enough for Rena to throw her head back, a noise caught in her throat that could only be described as a mix between a pur and a growl.

“You like that hmm?” Another woman said as she began caressing Rena’s ears as well, gently scratching near the base of them. It caused Rena’s ears to flicker uncontrollably, and at the same time a deluge of wetness began to issue forth from between her thighs. Rena barely had a moment to feel embarrassed before a familiar voice spoke up.

“Oh my, so wet. Do you still think you aren’t bi sexual my dear?” The brown and orange haired woman said. Rena could only hear her voice, she couldn’t see the woman — she was surrounded from all angles in the best sort of ambush. She felt hands wrap around her hips from the front and someone taking a place between her thighs, easily parting them as she did so.

Rena could feel the warmth and softness of a woman’s bust a moment later, and a moment after that — the first touch sent electricity through her body. Rena quivered, clenching the mountain of cushions beneath her, as a pair of skilled hands parted her lips and began to exert pressure in all of the right places.

The head to toe stimulation was nearly overwhelming in a sense, yet the women were so attentive to Rena that the experience was guided. The intense pleasure radiating from between her thighs was accompanied by a pair of eager mouths which began to kiss and suck on either side of her neck and ear. Further below another two women busily gave the same treatment to Rena’s taut nipples.

Rena felt her balance shift somewhat as she was inclined, her hips easier to access. Soon Rena was looking upwards at several women,one of whom leaned in and, with the most loving smile, slipped her tongue into Rena’s mouth. The wolf-girl’s eyes went wide for the briefest of moments until the last vestige of her doubt broke like a damn. A pair of hands on her cheeks held her face gently as they both explored each other’s mouth. Below, a series of kisses along her abdomen caused Rena’s toes to twitch. At some point the pressure against her lips stopped, but this was just momentary.

Seconds later she could feel two eager mouths, one on each side of her inner thighs. Rena kissed harder, more eagerly as the two women went to work with lingering suckage, pulling the sensitive flesh of her inner thighs between their lips with each kiss. They slowly, methodically made their way towards her honey pot where a tuft of soft, curly blue hair waited.

Just as the two women reached Rena’s honey pot the woman kissing her switched out, the new girl licked her lips as if she’d been waiting to taste the sweetest nectar before she launched into “her turn” with a refreshingly unique gusto.

The level of attention being shown to Rena was something she’d never experienced, not even in two lifetimes. She wasn’t used to anyone devoting whole, singular attention to her — much less eight different people. More than her body being stimulated, her mind was being soothed. This caused her level of comfort to slowly, surely rise to 100%. It was as if the ladies surrounding her could sense this, as if everything before had only been a precursor to the actual event.

Rena could see the women gazing down at her as they shrugged away the strips of see-through fabric which did little more than provide aesthetic looks. Each of them held a certain look in their eyes, it was different for each woman. Some looked as if they were ready to feast, others had a girlish, innocent quality and yet still some of the women wore dignified and mature expressions. The singular common goal was their focus, Rena.

One of the women grabbed Rena’s hand and pressed it against her body. Somehow the soft, silky smoothness of her skin radiated a warmth that Rena had never experienced. Rena’s eyes met with the woman who gazed back, reminding Rena of a lioness. She caressed Rena’s hand, even as she guided it along her own body. Upwards to the valley between her perky breasts. Another lady did something similar with Rena’s other hand and several more began to press their breasts against Rena’s exposed bodies as they explored with their own mouths.

The initiation had begun in earnest. Rena’s mind felt pried open, no particular thought was prevalent, instead she was confronted with an overwhelming sensation of “newness” which accompanied a “first time”.

A pair of hungry tongues lapped at her juices while more ladies shifted to kiss and suck at Rena’s inner thighs — four below and four above. There was a flurry of motion, yet there was no panic just purpose as each woman went to work doing whatever they desired. Tweaking of nipples, lingering suction in order to watch Rena’s breasts jiggle, gentle nibbling and occasionally pulling between the teeth. Her torso was home to a plethora of sensations, kisses, caresses and a combination of salty sweat.

Rena’s body would quiver each time she was made to cum, then just as quickly another woman would take a place between her thighs. She could feel fingers opening her body, exploring her insides as her sticky nectar continued to pour out like a river. Sometimes one, at times two mouths busily handled the work of pleasing her. Soon the women were a swarm of bodies, mingled together in a mix of arms, legs and ecstasy. Moans , whimpers and the occasional sound of flesh being teased, touched or sucked filled the air.

Rena quickly lost count of how many times she had been made to cum. Each woman was skilled in resurrecting her desire, keeping the fire of lust stoked and tended. They continued swapping out, pleasing the wolf girl from every angle until her mind became hazy– lost in the feeling and experience.

After what seemed like forever a petite blonde woman with strange eyes loomed over Rena. The look on her face was flushed, as if she was shy or embarrassed. Rena was completely caught off guard when the woman swung her leg over Rena’s torso and gently took a seat on the wolf girl’s chest. She gazed down only briefly, her hands pressed against Rena’s breasts as she moved her hips closer towards Rena’s agape mouth.

Rena could, once again, feel her heart pounding wildly as her eyes met with the blonde. Despite the fact that she was obviously blushing, her lingering gaze and the biting of her lower lips told Rena exactly what she wanted.

Surprising even herself, Rena cupped the woman’s hips, pushing them in such a way that her body tilted forward and bridged the rest of the distance between them. The twin-tailed blonde’s mouth opened, a soundless moan escaping as her hips began to convulse.