"On the rug, on your knees, head down and ass up, beautiful."
She crawled from his lap, his wet, sloppy cock slapping against his stomach. Drew was awestruck at the view in front of him. Her knees spread wide, her ass shiny from all her wetness, her pussy gaping, waiting for him to re-enter her. The lips on her beautiful bare smooth pussy were so engorged they were a purple color. She wiggled her hips and looked back over her shoulder.
"Come here and take me, me Drew."
He slid off the couch in one motion but had to do something else before he entered her. He placed his hands on her cheeks and bent down to taste her. As his tongue landed on her lower lips, she just let out a moan and laid her head on the rug.
"OHHHH, Fuck!" she moaned. He ran his tongue deep between her lips, down to her clit and then back up to the top of her inverted lips. He did not stop there but ran his tongue around her rosebud, lightly poking his tongue deep in her ass. She kept moaning and started to tremble again.
He moved up and settled behind her. He rubbed the crown of his cock along her engorged lips and then over her clit, back to her lips, and then around her rosebud.
"Shall I take your ass now or later, my beautiful Apparition?" he whispered, "or shall I just take you?" he stated louder as he rammed the length of his cock fully into her.
Her head snapped up and she let out a loud keen, just as she had when she first came. Drew could feel the ridges of her pussy grab his cock as she started to cum for the third time that night. The sight before him, the wetness, the smell of her essence, and the feel of her gripping pussy, put him over the edge, and he grabbed her hips and shoved every millimeter of his cock into her to cum.
It was his turn to say, "OH Fuck!" as they both collapsed into a heap on the floor.
He was the first to start a chuckle and with a giggle she joined in. No words needed spoken.
They lay there in bliss for a few moments, looking at the fire burning in the fireplace and the lights and shadows of the candlelight.
Suddenly they heard a knock at the door.
***
"What do I do? What do I say to Ginny?" Drew asked Priss.
The succubus just laughed and pointed at the door, "Just answer the door you sexy naked twit," as she rolled over to reach for the glass of wine above her on the side table.
"I am naked and covered in us, like really covered in us! She will run down the street screaming and terrified if I open the door like this," he commented running his hand from his chest to his semi-naked cock.
They both heard another set of knocks at the door and Priss just yelled out, "One moment, give him a second to get decent," Priss rolled over keeping the glass of wine balanced perfectly and grabbed her white robe on the sofa and threw it to Drew.
Drew donned the robe and tied the sash. He reached the front door, unlocked it and opened it to find a very confused Ginny standing on the stoop.
"I'm sorry Drew, I thought you wanted me to come over tonight. I didn't know you had company. I'll come back another day."
From behind Drew, a voice echoed out, "Nonsense my beauty, you are exactly where you are supposed to be." Ginny had frozen in place at the sound of Priss' voice. "Come in, come in," directed Priss as she appeared at Drews shoulder in a matching white robe. "Drew and I were just getting reacquainted."
The succubus opened her hand to Ginny in offering and welcome. As Ginny's hand touched Priss's, all doubt left her, and she moved to follow Priss's lead.
Ginny stepped past Drew and into the encircling arms of Priss. She led the girl into the living room, removing Ginny's coat and purse along the way. Drew just followed watching the scene unfold.
"Oh, what a beautiful setting," Ginny commented, looking around the living room with the fire, candles and now three glasses of wine ready for sharing.
Drew did a double take of the room. Just seconds ago, it was a shamble, clothes strewn all over, reeking of the smells of sex, literal puddles of wetness covering several surfaces, now all gone and clean.
"Me Boyo, get one the glasses for our guest." Drew just nodded and lifted a glass to Ginny. "Why don't you relax on the couch as we need to get to know each other a bit better," Priss directed Drew. He just nodded and followed her direction knowing he was way out of his depth.
He grabbed 'his' glass of wine and sat back on the couch to watch the two beautiful women settle down, kneeling in front of the fire. They were whispering to each other, with gentle touches of exploration. Well, Priss was doing most of the whispering and touching with short glances back at Drew. Ginny followed each of those glances with one of her own, and an occasional blush. Drew could watch the scene in technicolor with Priss' touches leaving a trail of purple all over Ginny.
Priss was stroking Ginny's hair and then running her hand to the back of her neck. Drew could see the flow of purple energy flow between the two and could see Ginny's subtle shifting. It was not an uncomfortable or nervous shift; Drew could sense Ginny becoming aroused.
Priss finally put her hand behind Ginny's neck and pulled her into a slow soft kiss. That kiss deepened into a much more sensuous kiss with Ginny's hands starting to roam Priss' body over the robe. More whispering from Priss, and Ginny reached down and undid the sash to Priss' robe. One slight shrug and the robe pooled at Priss' knees.
Drew was in awe of the nude body of Priss, back lit by the fireplace, it was a work of art. The vision inflamed his passion and he felt his cock begin to rise under his robe. From Drew's seat, it looked like Ginny was also struck with awe. After a pause, she reached forward and cupped one of Priss' breasts and then leaned in to continue their kissing and fervent touching.
More whispering between the two beauties resulted in both helping Ginny out of her clothing. Priss took hold of the tight black top and pulled it straight up over Ginny's head. Her black bra was straining over the weight of her overly large breasts. Priss leaned in for a kiss and simultaneously reached between Ginny's breasts to unlatch her bra's front clasp. The bra popped open and Drew held his breath in wonder of finally seeing her naked breasts. They were wonderful, shaped so the nipples pointed slightly up, small dark areola with pencil eraser sized nipples protruding. Whoever did the enlargement work was an artist.
Ginny rubbed her breasts and gave a moan of satisfaction of having them free of the bra after so many work hours. As Drew watched from his vantage point, her moans changed in pitch and type when Priss leaned forward to hold the globes and bend to suckle on her right nipple. Drew could see the light purple sparkles arc between the two as Priss continued with her caresses.
Priss gave a slight shove and pushed Ginny back on the carpet, letting the firelight play over the naked top half of her body. Ginny just started giggling as Priss reached for her pants. As the pants were drawn down, Drew looked to see if she was commando and his question was answered when a small, black thong came into view. The pants found their way to the pile of the shirt and bra. As Priss reached to pull the thong off, Ginny reached for her, stopping her hands. She pulled Priss down into a kiss and whispered in her ear.
Priss sat up contemplating and then smiled and looked to Drew. She waived him over and as he reached her, she pulled open his robe, allowing his erection to spring out above Ginny's head. Priss pulled him down to his knees and with her other hand wrapped in Ginny's hair, pulled her mouth to Drew's cock. Ginny did not waste any time and took his cock in her wet, warm mouth.
Drew threw his head back at her sucking actions but was brought back to reality, when he realized that Priss had been talking to him.
He felt her smack his shoulder. "Um, huh, were you saying something?"
"To the gods, I know men think through their cocks, but do you hear through them too?" Priss said chuckling. "I said, I want you to go fetch a bowl of warm water, a couple of washcloths, a towel," she paused, "and that coconut oil you like so much when you are playing with yourself."
"Why, what's going on?" he spoke and then groaned as Ginny took him down to his pubic hair. When he continued to look perplexed, Priss carried on.
"This poor lass is feeling a bit dirty since she had to work two shifts, so we are going to sparkle her up a bit."
"Why don't you just cross your arms and blink and clean her up?"
"We have had this discussion! I am not a Jinn nor am I some Hollywood witch where I wiggle my nose. Getting her all cleaned up together will be so much more fun," she paused to look at Ginny sucking hard on Drew's cock and repeated, " So, go get the water and accoutrements and let's get the dear, poor girl clean so we can play."
Drew hesitated to push Ginny away. He was enjoying it so much.
