Her what? – A Voracious Decision
You stare at the demoness’ dripping and hungry pussy. Her clit throbs as her entrance twitches with lust. Your own lust reflects in your rigid cock. She lies down and props herself up on her elbows beckoning you to touch her.
You oblige. Her soft heat radiates from her to instill you with more of her fire. You lick her round clit, eliciting erotic sounds from the demoness. Your licks rapidly become fevered as you ensure that you taste every part of he

Her ass – A Voracious Decision
Your curious nature makes you most interested in what you can’t see. You tell her that you want to see her ass. Your request makes her smile lustfully. She turns around to display her plush cheeks and the dark hole between them. The folds that are now in front of you draw your gaze, their lines each leading to the mysterious entrance above her pussy. You have a strong urge to taste her. You’ve never tasted a demoness’ asshole, after all.

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Her boobs – A Voracious Decision
Your eyes lock onto her ample chest, which bounces hypnotically with every shift of her body. Each of her round boobs is about the size of a human. As you watch them, you imagine how fun it would be to bounce on them and play with her dark red nipples. Seeing your intense gawking, the demoness comfortably lays on her back and invites you closer to inspect them.
As you get closer, your thoughts filled with their shape and size, she scoops you up and releases

Her pussy – A Voracious Decision
You can’t stop admiring her thick pussy and wondering what it would feel like to be inside of it. She sees your stare and parts her legs wider. Her clit bulges out like a sensitive knob, the folds of her labia elegantly adorning her soft and inviting entrance.
As you near her dark scarlet pussy, her scent is profoundly womanly and pleasant. You press yourself against her, inhaling her fragrance, which fills you with relaxation.
You knock on her clit

Her mouth – A Voracious Decision
Your eyes return to her lips, lush and painted black. Her tongue passes over them again, teasing you with its sight and glistening trail. As you wonder how it would feel sliding over your body, your cock hardens, a fact that does not go unnoticed by the demoness. She smiles at your choice, her sharp teeth giving you pause, though she had promised that she wouldn’t harm you.
She brings her face down to your level, her yellow eyes analyzing you thoughtf

It was just about time to feed.Vareeya’s body hummed in resonance with the sexual energy radiating off Lara. The girl had been more than happy to take Vareeya home with her after their late-night yoga class together, and the sexual tension had reached a fever pitch. Lara’s tight pants were bulging outward quite lewdly, and the TV series they had supposedly been watching continued mumbling on in the background, completely ignored by either of them. Now Vareeya just had to seal the deal.And su

On the Receiving End
By TwrchTwryth
Junior Year
“Are you telling me you’ve never gone all the way through?” Regina DeWeis scoffed.
KC Barnhart shrugged and blushed a little, setting down her coffee. "No, I -- I mean, yeah, I've done it to other people before, but no, no one's ever all the way'd me."
"God, that's the most cis-het guy thing I've ever heard," Regina laughed. KC cocked her head, so Regina explained herself. "How many times have you been with a guy that wants you to

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 Lizzy was sitting in the lobby, watching cosplayers, general attendees, staff, and other guests come in and out of the room. She was, frankly, looking to get digested. Lizzy was a daredevil, a gambler, a thrill junkie, a risk-taker. She had one token left for reformation, and one token meant only half a chance of the reformation working. When she had heard that the convention was coming to town, she booked a stay at the hotel of its basis, with help from a friend who worked there. Well, sh