Lineage

I stared at Verella for a long second, my mind whirling with the outcomes and possibilities of the next sentence I was about to utter:

“Verella. You are a psychotic, backstabbing, scheming little whore,” I said, clapping my hands onto her thick ass and squeezing gently. “But I’d be more than happy to have you as my psychotic, backstabbing, scheming little whore.”

“Oh, you sweet-talker,” she giggled, tearing the rest of my clothing off with her vampire strength, wasting no time with gentle tickles or quiet whispers of affection before taking my rapidly-hardening cock into her hand and stroking it with vigor, latching her mouth onto mine and rolling her tongue fiercely. I shredded the panties she wore with a tug, squeezing and spreading her thick ass as she sucked my tongue, the vampire queen grinding her pussy against my abdomen with great desire. It was less than a minute before I was rock-solid and at my full length, the queen sliding down to my cock, resting her knees on the floor, as she stared at my cock in amazement and hunger.

“Mhm…” she giggled, sliding the foreskin back on my mighty shaft and staring me directly in the eyes as she jerked me off. “Monster slayer indeed. Tell me, what mighty beasts have you felled with this lethal weapon?”

“Most recently it was a mother-daughter Neko combo and a dragon older than most current civilisations,” I shrugged, placing my hands behind my head and enjoying her skilled wanking.

“Very impressive,” she said, running her tongue along the base of my shaft as she kept eye contact. “I feel quite proud to be added to that list. Though tell me something, and be honest about it: Does being this big ever go to your head?”

“What d’you mean be that?” I asked.

“Well…” she said, moving her hand down to the base of my cock while using her second to stroke and toy with the thick head of it. “Do you ever feel arrogant about having a dick this huge? Do you feel like it gives you more control over things than other men? More of a right to things, like women and power, because of the sheer scale of your masculinity? Do you ever think the girls you fuck should be lucky to get to experience something as majestic and powerful as the monster you keep in your pants?”

“Not especially,” I shrugged, closing my eyes as I thoroughly enjoyed the handjob, her soft hands now slick with pre from the tip of my shaft. “I was never really the kind of guy to brag about my accomplishments, and I was always genuinely grateful whenever any woman wanted to sleep with me. I’ve never felt like a Divine’s gift to women or anything.”

“Oh how wrong you are, dear boy,” she giggled, removing her hand from the head of my cock and popping it into her mouth, her thick, red lips stretching around the mushroom head as she gently pulled back on it, giving me a playful wink as she started to take more and more of my cock into her wet maw.

She was extremely good at this, being able to manage her hands for stroking and ball massaging as well as having more tricks and moves with her mouth than I’d seen in many girls. I was almost instinctively humping her mouth, pushing an extra few inches into her wet gullet as I possibly could, just to get my dick more wet and further ready for deepthroating. I began to run my hands through her thick, blood-red locks as she bobbed her head down further and further, toying with the strands of hair and wrapping several around my fingers at a time as she got to the halfway point of my slicked shaft before pulling back.

My member slipped out of her mouth with a ‘pop’ sound before she moved her head down it, placing one of my balls in her mouth and sucking gently while continuing to jack off the first half of my cock. She gently rolled it around with her soft tongue, sucking softly while gripping and toying with my cock as she got herself as riled up as she could, giggles and grins escaping from the crazy vampiress as she continued to enjoy herself almost to the same degree I was.

Eventually she returned my cock to the inside of her gullet, allowing the entirety of my shaft to slide into her wet throat, the tips of her fangs resting on my crotch as she gargled and swallowed near-foot-long monster, her green eyes bright with excitement and enjoyment as she sucked the base of my cock, massaging my balls with her thumb before giving me a confident wink. She then pulled her head off my cock with a loud gasp, moving her way up my body, sliding down onto my cock, both of us groaning at the amazing feeling of each other’s sex.

She wrapped her arms around my shoulders as I took ahold of her ass, gently bucking my hips into her tight snatch as she licked and sucked my neck, smearing her blood red lipstick onto my flesh as a result. There came the soft sounds of flesh hitting flesh as I fucked her, gentle moans and pants of satisfaction slipping frequently from the vampire’s mouth as she ground her hips against the base of my cock. Sliding a hand up from her ass to behind her head, I guided her head away from my neck and made her look at me.

“Lemme see your tongue,” I said to her quietly, the vampire sticking her wet muscle out with a wink before pushing it into my mouth, her sweet taste returning and mixing with mine as she moaned hornily into my maw, my hand gliding down to her back and tracing circles on her rapidly-moistening spine as I picked up the pace of my thrusts slightly, the impact of our flesh going from a soft fapping noise to a louder thud, each impact causing Verella to jump slightly. She giggled loudly, pushing herself up straight and placing her hands on my chest, her new position allowing her to ride me at her own pace, circle-grinding my shaft as I continued to pump in and out of her.

My hands moved from her back to her tits, squeezing and toying with the thick mounds of fat, tweaking and rolling her erect nipples with my thumbs and fingers as I fucked her. It didn’t take long for the animalistic urges to build up inside of me, getting that Incubus craving for harder sex in a matter of minutes, flipping her onto her back and beginning to pound her much harder, clamping my mouth down onto her erect nipple and sucking it forcefully, Verella surprised by the change in my attitude, but certainly not turned off by it.

“You’re quite the animal, Richter,” she giggled as I toyed with her right nipple. “I like that.”

“Just you wait,” I muttered, moving her legs around my back and making her lock them around my waist. I moved my mouth from her huge jugs up to her soft neck, sucking her pale flesh as I kicked my thrusting speed up several notches, now forcing the mattress down with each thrust, and being rewarded by loud moans of pleasure from the vampiric whore I was inside. I kissed her again, the more primal and animalistic urges we were both experiencing rendering the kiss as nothing more than a feral lapping, locking, and sucking of tongues as my thick muscle muffled her moans, my cock now slicking her insides with hot pre, the prelude to the torrent of cum she’d be receiving soon enough.

I slid my hands down her curvy body, tightly gripping her wide hips and using them as handles to hammer her harder than ever, her body rocketing forwards with each vicious pound of my strong hips, her voice jumping from the impacts over and over again as she moaned louder and louder, the joint orgasm getting closer and closer with every pump of my monster cock into her tight vampire cove. The breaking point came and we came harder, Verella clamping her fangs down into my neck as I blew my miracle load into her barren womb, stream after stream of cum filling her up within a matter of moments as the vampire drank from my neck.

I could feel the heat from my cum through her belly as it pressed against mine, the flooding fluid filling her up as her eyes rolled back in bliss, her pussy clamping down and locking my cock in as her belly began to bulge from the sheer volume of cum inside her, my cock acting as a cork to keep it bottled inside. I felt my load beginning to fill up her vaginal passage, my cock now swimming in the fluid it spewed inside her, giving her several more seconds as I completely emptied myself before pulling out. I removed my cum-soaked cock from her pussy, my load now overflowing from her pussy in the same way it did for Svea, the thick white load spilling out onto the bedsheets.

Verella had since removed her mouth from my neck, being in full in more ways than one, and continued to tremble as her insides forced out as much of the overfill as possible. I tightened my grip around her stomach, squeezing her gently and causing the cum to spill out at a faster rate, her abdomen soon back to its usual flat and smooth appearance while the scent of sweat and cum clung to her. Without missing a beat, I moved her around and slipped my cum-stained cock back into her mouth, her tired eyes looking up at me with understanding as she began to suck and lick my shaft clean of fluids.

“Good girl,” I said, gently stroking her head as she cleaned me up. “How d’you feel?”

“Like a million crowns,” she giggled as she removed my dick from her mouth, rolling over and staring at me with sparkling emerald eyes. “Thank you, Richter.”

“Don’t thank me,” I said, stroking a lock of hair out of her eyes. “Just uphold your end of the bargain.”

“You’ll visit… right?” she asked.

“Of course I will,” I nodded, gently massaging her sure-to-be-sore stomach as her eyes began to flutter slightly. I smiled gently at her, listening to her breathing go from the ragged, after-sex pant, to a much calmer and relaxed version.

“I wanna keep my eye on my investments,” I answered, taking hold of the vampire queen’s hand as she offered it to me. “And an eye on you.”

“You’re too good to me,” she chuckled, closing her eyes and exhaling quietly. “I suppose you’re not going to be here when I wake up?”

“Probably not,” I answered truthfully. “I’ve got a meeting with an angry fake goddess.”

“Ah… I hate when that happens,” she nodded, turning over and snuggling into the warm bed. “If you ever need anything… you know where to find me.”

“Indeed I do,” I nodded, gently patting her on the ass before standing up and looking around for some more male clothes to replace my shredded ones. “I’ll see you soon, Verella.”

“You better,” she muttered as she drifted off to sleep. “You better.”