New Life As A Lewd Futanari Succubus

“Cumming! Cumming! Cuummmmiiing!!” two petite catkins cried in ecstasy. Their fluffy ears twitched their long candy-colored hair a sweaty, knotty mess, the two cock slaves were entwined in a sweaty, trembling embrace. They no longer even had the strength to shake their hips toward the hot cocks that rearranged their insides. Their thoughts were only of the mind-numbing pleasure that coursed through their bodies and to their hard, throbbing cocks pressed between their bellies as they pulsed and pumped thick cum between their pressed flesh.

“Mwuah!” the felines in heat locked their lips and devoured each other’s mouths, riding the high while they smeared themselves with cum. Time seemingly stopped yet flied as nothing else mattered except sex, cocks, and cum.

Suddenly, catkin’ eyes went wide. They pressed into each other’s mouths even harder as the subsiding orgasm gave way to a new delirium. They looked intensely into other’s eyes, seeing their crazed reflection as they felt the mighty cocks slowly recede from within their bowels.

Each inch moving out of their bodies reminded the two how deeply they were violated, how fully they had given themselves to cock, how mind-meltingly amazing it felt to get skewered as they came over and over that they did not even notice their insides stretched apart, bulged, and rearranged to fit the python cock that turned their brains to mush.

Each pushed-in inch of cock gave a new wave of pleasure to the tight catkins. And now the withdrawal made them twitch again. They moaned into each other’s mouths while their insides desperately clung to the meat of the divine cock goddess. They were in love. They lived for this cock. They would die for it. Their inner muscles tightly wrapped around the hot pleasure meat and the friction sent waves of tiny orgasms into their love-struck minds, one after another.

Even as their insides grew empty without the filling presence which made them feel whole, the warmth within them remained.

“Cum!” both catkins silently cried out, seeing in the other’s expression the same singular desire. The moment that their bodies finally lose their final grip on the cocks that used them as flesh toys, buckets of cum will flow out of their gaped assholes.

The thirst made them salivate and they gulped each other’s saliva imagining gulping down more of the goddess’s exquisite nectar. Their own thin dick milk did not compare. Its only purpose was to act as lubricant to swing around to a sixty-nine position and then glue them tightly until they ate each other’s assed clean and sucked out every last drop.

“It’s coming!!” the catkin’ kiss grew more intense as they felt the girthy tip of cock now in the final stretch of their ass. They clawed at each other’s back, feeling their narrow hips tremble in an excited mix of pain and pleasure. The emptying sadness of no longer being stuffed with godly cock could only be drowned out with that said god’s cum.

Even so far away from the deepest point, their goddess still made their inferior little dicks twitch and squeeze a few more drops of milky cream. Maybe licking them clean as they comforted each other didn’t sound too bad.

If only the goddess would take them with her. They wanted to ask. They wanted to beg. They would lick her cock clean every morning, day, and night. Let her use them as her personal cum toilet if that was what she desired. But they dared not ask. The goddess fucked so may. She did not need permission. That permission was written on everyone’s face the moment they saw her giant veiny cocks. Anyone stupid enough to hesitate grew weak in the knees when they saw the maddening pleasure those cocks brought to those who submitted their holes.

“Just one more second!” the catkins moaned, feeling the girthiest part approach their sphincter. “Not yet! Not yet!”

Now that the moment had come, they truly realized how much they needed that cock to remain inside. Even as the mighty head parted their sphincter and withdrew from their fuckhole, their ass muscles clung ever so desperately for even an additional split second of connection to a god.

But once the inevitable, mournful moment arrived, there was no hesitation in either feline’s movement. Ass soon as their gaped ass felt cold air, they knew they needed it shut. The goddess’s nectar approached, and they would rather die than let even a drop go to waste.

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