If I thought the tickling on my right foot was intense, the feeling of his teeth nibbling on my left toes was ebullient torture. Each toe was more sensitive than the last, and every bite built my arousal incrementally higher as he inched his way towards my big toe. He knew exactly how much pressure to use to make me writhe with every nip. By the time he put his mouth around the fourth toe, my clit was throbbing, and I pulled on my wrist restraints in a futile effort to frig myself.
When at last he came to my big toe, I was on edge. Fuck, I knew I was going to lose my shit the second he put it in his mouth. But before he wrapped his lips around the toe, he carefully held it between his teeth on the right side of his mouth. He smiled at me with his eyes as he closed his lips and bit down, chewing gently.
"Fuuuck!" I drawled loudly as I arched my back and clenched hard. It was the kind of orgasm that was so satisfying that it left me wanting more—a lot more.
I was still cumming when he released my toe from his mouth. Gasping in my afterglow, I picked my head up and looked beyond my heaving breasts to see him watching me. The look of pure bliss on his face gave me the impression that he enjoyed my orgasm almost as much as I did. I supposed that as an incubus, perhaps he did.
He moved up on the bed and smiled as he looked over the tattoos on my legs. Woven among an intricate "poison ivy" design were twelve small bats, six on each leg. Some bats had no facial expressions, others showed their fangs, still others showed their little red tongues, and a few showed both. Ross found them all, alternating from one side to the other, giving every bat a gentle kiss. But the bats with tongues also received languishing licks, those with fangs got playful nips, and those with both got both.
Each kiss, lick, and bite sent leg-shaking pleasure into my core and up my spine. My nipples tingled so much they hurt. I couldn't stop moaning as I writhed against my restraints. He worked his way up my legs, moving closer and closer to my crotch, which by now was so wet that I felt moisture dripping past my labia and tickling over my sensitive perineum and puckered opening.
There were two larger tattoos on my upper, inner thighs, where the skin was the most sensitive. On the right thigh was a full color tattoo of a werewolf standing on a rock ledge with its head in profile facing my left thigh. It's fangs and tongue could clearly be seen against a full, pale-yellow moon background as he was baying. Across from the werewolf on my left thigh was a three-quarters profile vampire tattoo poised to take a bite. I felt the blood rush to my areolas and clit in anticipation of what Ross would do next.
He paused to blow a puff of air across my body, and I curled my toes and writhed against the restraints. Chuckling, he maintained eye contact as he slowly lowered his head, showing me his teeth as he approached the full moon and the werewolf's head.
"Oh, shit,
" I moaned under my breath. By now, I was so fucking horny, I couldn't even imagine how hard I would cum.
Unable to look away, I watched as he sank his teeth into my sensitive flesh of the werewolf tattoo.
"OOOHH!" I howled in pain and pleasure, arching my back and pulling against the restraints. My entire leg trembled as tingling waves sparkled up my leg and directly into my clit. My clit ring jiggled, and the ball bounced against my inner labia.
I was still cumming when he released his bite but kept his mouth pressed against my inner thigh, sucking and soothing my skin with his tongue. The effect was devilishly clever, because it eased the pain from his bite and raised my arousal at the same time. Despite coming down from my third and most powerful orgasm, I was hornier than ever!
I lifted my head when I felt cool air on my werewolf tattooed skin and his warm breath against my labia. I could only see the top half of his face as we made eye contact. Those eyes were smiling and there was a brief moment when I thought I saw a flash of them glowing as amber snake eyes again, but it happened so quickly—literally in the blink of an eye, that I couldn't be sure. But it was enough to arouse me even further.
Fuuuck.
Suddenly, I felt his warm tongue against my anal opening, swirling and teasing before running up my perineum, lapping my juices that were trickling out of me.
"Oh, fuck!" I shouted, as I arched my back and clenched again. I was so close to cumming, but not quite there.
'Fuck!'
I kept my back arched as he aroused me even further by barely brushing his fingers along the crease of my upper thighs, edging them slowly closer to my shaved and sensitive mons. His tongue flittingly teased my inner labia as his fingers lightly stroked my mons, tauntingly close to the hood and pleasure button. I clenched so hard and so long that my body shook from the strain.
Then, his hands and mouth were gone, and I was able to settle my butt back down on the mattress. I was panting heavily as I the muscles in my back and legs relaxed. My mouth was dry from continuous moaning, and I swallowed to get some moisture back. Looking down my body, I saw Ross lying prone between my legs, propped up on his elbows watching me, waiting. Once again, I saw that quick flash in his eyes as they changed into that glowing amber snake appearance, only to return to his normal brown so quickly that I couldn't be totally sure it had actually happened. But I felt another surge in my arousal when it did.
He turned to my left thigh, and I felt his breath against the skin over the vampire tattoo. My leg jerked as he kissed and tongued that sensitive area. I heard myself moaning from his light touch and I shook in anticipation of his mouth on my inner thigh, knowing his teeth were soon to follow. I felt their hardness against my skin as he teased me with his open mouth, building my arousal by holding back his bite.
The suspense was killing me.
'Bite me already!'
I screamed in my head as I pulled impatiently against my restraints. But he only continued to stroke my skin with his tongue through is open mouth. Frustrated, I took a deep breath and exhaled, falling back against the mattress. That's when I felt the bite.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" I screamed over and over as I came from the pain and pleasure.
And like those previous climaxes, it was paradoxically satisfying and arousing. My pussy was absolutely drenched and felt my secretions running down my perineum and tickling my lower hole. I had never wanted to be fucked so badly as I did at that moment.
I had barely caught my breath, when I felt his tongue against that puckered opening, rimming me and licking the vaginal secretions that had been flowing freely past it. I clenched my ass and was quickly back on edge while he continued to lick upwards, deep into my pussy. I pulled against the restraints as he sucked up my nectar and probed my entrance with his tongue.
I was horny, so fucking horny. Then I felt his tongue creep upwards, against the ball on my clit ring. I bucked and writhed against the restraints in anticipation of what was likely to be one of the most intense orgasms I would ever experience.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck,"
I panted under my breath, as his tongue crept closer to my tingling clit.
He flicked it with his tongue, then pulled the ring with his teeth, and I—
He blocked my orgasm.
I was frantic. I struggled and squirmed, clenched and screamed. Every nerve in my body prickled. Even the fine sheen of sweat felt like hundreds of tiny tongues licking my flesh.
"FUCK!" I screamed in frustration.
I lifted my head and stared at his cock. In my tunneled vision, it seemed to be disembodied from the rest of him. It was all I could think of. It was the only thing I could see. "Please. Fuck me. Now. Want. You. Please. Fuck. Me," I begged the one-eyed monster, gasping, and pulling against the restraints.
As if to taunt me, the cock twitched in response, making no effort to fill my need. Gradually, I became aware of the male body attached it. He was standing on his knees between my outstretched legs, waiting. I slowly raised my eyes upwards until I met his eyes staring back at me. He broke into that fiendish smile and in a shower of sparks, he emerged as a demon with black horns, black teeth, and large black wings kneeling between my outstretched legs. A red tail with a spade-shaped flare waved back and forth behind him.
"Holy shit,"
I gasped, as my body clenched, screaming for relief. "Horny" couldn't begin to describe what I felt at that moment.
"Oh, not yet, my anxious little slut. I'll let you know when you can cum." His voice sounded like Ross', but it was deeper.
I was speechless—and lust-fogged. I squirmed against the restraints, anxious to feel him inside me.
He chuckled as he slowly crawled over me, his hands on either side of my body. His eyes were fixed on mine all the way; their snake-like appearance seemed to devour me.
The room suddenly darkened, and I found myself in the shadow of two enormous, black, membranous wings. They resembled batwings, and they stretched beyond the width of the bed, barely contained within the side walls of the room. Fuck, that looked hot.
