Succubus of Lust
Saturday, January 17th
Kyle couldn't help but admire how beautiful Christy was as she slept curled up next to him. He had finally made love to his girlfriend last night, and she had been as lithe and eager as Aaliyah and Fatima had been.
Would Fumi be as good?
In the last few days, since he had freed Aaliyah from her lamp, Kyle had found himself in love with not just his girlfriend, but the sexy Genie, his sister, and Fumi, a girl he had met once.
But she was so gorgeous.
His thoughts drifted to the graceful beauty of Fumi, with her long, blue-black hair that framed her porcelain, pale-olive face.
He felt his cock stirring. Thanks to a wish he had made with Aaliyah, his cock always seemed ready to fuck. Christy shifted, rolling over, letting out the cutest sigh. He rubbed his cock against her ass, tempted to wake her up and see if she was up for another go. But he didn't have the heart to disturb her sleep.
I wish there was a girl I could fuck,
he thought, sighing, and tried to ignore his erection.
Done!
Kyle hadn't meant to make a wish. Before he could form a new thought, Aaliyah appeared in bed in a swirl of yellow, her naked body pressing against his back. Her breasts were round, and her were nipples hard as they rubbed against him. She nuzzled against his neck and cheek, her breath was hot and her lips wet as they nibbled on his ear.
"I'm ready for you, my love," she purred.
"Make sure Christy doesn't notice you," Kyle told her, rolling over. He didn't think his girlfriend would like finding another girl in her bed fucking her boyfriend, even if Christy seemed to be okay with sharing him with Chyna, his sex slave.
I still don't know who cast the spell on Chyna.
"She'll sleep through it," Aaliyah grinned, her eyebrows arching.
The mystery of Chyna could wait--he had a lithe, beautiful Genie to pleasure. Aaliyah's lips were sweet as he kissed her, and his hands found her tits, enjoying their soft plumpness. She was gorgeous, with dusky skin, more brown than Kyle's dark olive, with sultry eyes and thick lashes. The Genie's hands traced the muscles of Kyle's chest, melting into her husband's kiss.
He wrapped his arms around her, and rolled onto his back, pulling her with him. Her body was light as she lay on his chest, her legs spreading to straddle his waist. His cock nudged into the warm wetness between her thighs.
"How was Christy?" Aaliyah purred in his ear, rubbing her slick pussy against his cock.
"Amazing," Kyle answered. "As great as you and my sister."
The Genie beamed. "Good. I want all your women to keep you satisfied. And did you make her scream your name?"
It was Kyle's turn to grin, proud of how hard he had made Christy cum. "We made each other howl the other's name!"
"Then it's my turn!"
The Genie's hand reached beneath her, grasping his cock and guiding it to the entrances of her pussy. She pushed back, sliding him inside her. She was tight and warm and spongy wet. Kyle moaned, lifting his hips to thrust his cock deeper inside her. She rocked on him, her tits sliding across his chest as she writhed.
"Damn, Aaliyah! Jesus, that's good!"
"How about when I do this?"
She added a roll to her hips, a sexy twist that sent his cock nudging new parts inside her. "Holy shit! Keep doing that! I love it!"
"Do you love me?" his wife asked.
"Yes, yes!" he moaned. "I love you!"
She rose up, her round breasts topped with dark nipples that jiggled and bounced as she rode him. Christy's bedsprings creaked, the bed rocking. Christy rolled over and fear spiked through Kyle.
Shit. Aaliyah's power didn't work!
Kyle braced himself for his girlfriend's eruption.
Instead, Christy hugged him, her small breasts rubbing against his chest. She murmured something, laying her head on his chest, and seemed to fall back asleep. Kyle relaxed, kissed her forehead, and held his sleeping girlfriend as his wife rode his cock and moaned like a banshee.
"Oh, Kyle! Your cock's driving me wild!"
His right arm cradled Christy, so Kyle reached with his left and pinched Aaliyah's nipple. She gasped, bucking harder on him. "You like that?" he asked.
"Oh, yes!"
He pinched and pulled, her cunt tightening on his cock, then she yelled his name at the top of her lungs. Christy kept right on sleeping as the Genie screamed her passion., Aaliyah's cunt spasmed about his cock as she climaxed, doing amazing things to his dick.
Her chest heaved. Her hips slowed. "Mmm, that was wonderful, my husband."
Kyle enjoyed her slow strokes. It was almost agony as her cunt rose up and down on his cock. The pleasure grew and grew. His hips twitched then drove his cock upwards into her sheath as she came down. She gasped, her clit grinding into his groin.
"Keep doing that and I'm going to flood your pussy," Kyle grunted.
She grinned, a sultry hunger burning in her dark eyes. He hugged Christy tighter, her warm body pressed against him, a hard, pink nipple topping a pale breast lying on his chest. He pinched it, and she shifted, squirming in her sleep. He could feel her pussy grow hot and damp, pressing against his hip.
"Kyle," Christy sighed, eyes rapidly moving beneath her eyelids.
He grinned. S
he's having a sex dream about me.
Her hips rubbed harder, smearing her tangy juices on his thigh. He could smell both women's arousal--Christy's tang and Aaliyah's spice. A flood of wetness smeared his hip and his girlfriend shuddered, cumming in her sleep.
"Fuck!" Kyle groaned. his balls ready to burst. "Aaliyah!"
He flooded her cunt, his entire body tensing as he flooded her depths. He gasped for air, pulling his wife down and kissing her lush lips. She slid to his left, never breaking their kiss, and curled up against him, sandwiching Kyle between both teens. He held them both, two of his four loves. The pleasure bled out of his body, leaving behind exhaustion.
He closed his eyes and fell asleep.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Christy woke up, a warm body next to hers. Kyle's. She hugged him, enjoying the warmth of her boyfriend's solid form. Last night had been magical. Her boyfriend had been an attentive lover. She'd heard horror stories of other girl's first times, complaining of the pain and the guy lasting just a minute before cumming. And once the boy got his rocks off, he was uninterested in returning the favor.
Not Kyle. He made me scream his name,
she thought with a fond smile.
She sat up, stretching. And blinked.
Did I just see another girl sleeping in my bed?
She rubbed her eyes. No, there was no-one sleeping on the other side of Kyle.
I guess I wasn't fully awake.
Her sheets had pulled back and her boyfriends half-hard cock rising out of a forest of dark-brown, curly hair. She smiled, admiring his muscular body. He had the lean build of a runner--toned, but not the overdeveloped muscles of a bodybuilder. She stroked his abs, her fingers moving down to toy with his pubic hair. Then she grasped his cock, fascinated by it. Long, smooth, with a wrinkled, mushroom-shaped head that leaked a clear liquid as it hardened beneath her strokes.
