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Re: Mei-Lien (Guan Yu)
As Mei-Lien switched positions the soldier turned away again, having none of her teasing as she laid down on him, her heavy chest pressed up against his breastplate. As she reached out to take his semi-erect member in her hand she had to turn his head to face her again, and began to plant more kisses on his lips. His expression seemed to soften a little again even as another part of him continued to slowly harden. The demon could feel that her skin was somehow softer than normal as she stroked his cock; perhaps an instinctual ability she had obtained when she became a succubus. Whatever the case, she could tell that her actions were pleasing the man, his dick growing to its full length and girth fairly quickly in her hand. He had a fairly large member; it wasn’t nearly as big as Erica’s, but that was different, magical. For a normal human man, he was pretty well-endowed. The kissing and stroking continued for a little while, and Mei-Lien could tell that he was warming up to her. While he never returned the kiss, just once she could feel his lips part ever so slightly, as if to allow her tongue to explore his mouth, before he closed them again, perhaps remembering that he was being raped by a demon.
When she was satisfied with his erection, Mei-Lien scooted away and got on her knees, leaving the commander to stare at her, a slightly disgusted look on his face, but he was clearly willing it there. He was curious. The tentacles quickly raised him up against his will, first to a kneeling position in front of the demon, and then standing, his arms tied behind his back by tendrils. When she scooted forward again, his stiff dick in her face, and indicated that he needed something better than her hands, he looked down helplessly, watching as the redheaded succubus maneuvered her breasts so that his cock laid in her impressive cleavage. When she pressed her breasts together around it with her hands he let out a soft groan, feeling her soft, pillowy flesh squeeze him tight. As Mei-Lien began to move, teasingly him with slow, careful up and down motions, she could tell that he was holding himself back from moaning out his pleasure, still resisting out of pride. It was as if this was one last battle for him, and though he was doomed to lose, he didn’t want to do so quickly.
Mei-Lien’s chest was almost perfect for this, the head of the man’s cock disappearing into the tight little pocket she had created for it each time she finished her upward motion, stimulating his tip gently. Whenever she sped up her motions a little he let out grunts and groans of pleasure, unable to restrain himself from it, but still the teasing way she was going about this seemed to allow him to prolong the experience. He actually had fairly impressive sexual stamina, and the demon could tell that he was experienced with these sorts of encounters. When she taunted him, asking how long he could last, he simply looked away for a moment before looking back down at her, hardly able to take his eyes off of her. In a way this was a sort of win for him. The soldiers under him had simply been smashed to bits or torn in two; he had a beautiful succubus on her knees, servicing him with her breasts. It took Mei-Lien a while, if she was patient, to get him to the point where he was moaning out quietly at her attentions, and could feel his cock throbbing in her cleavage. He began to involuntarily thrust forward with his hips, giving himself more stimulation, and the demon knew instinctually that he was very close to orgasm, the moment she could drain as much of his energy as she desired and close up the wounds he had put in her.
As Mei-Lien switched positions the soldier turned away again, having none of her teasing as she laid down on him, her heavy chest pressed up against his breastplate. As she reached out to take his semi-erect member in her hand she had to turn his head to face her again, and began to plant more kisses on his lips. His expression seemed to soften a little again even as another part of him continued to slowly harden. The demon could feel that her skin was somehow softer than normal as she stroked his cock; perhaps an instinctual ability she had obtained when she became a succubus. Whatever the case, she could tell that her actions were pleasing the man, his dick growing to its full length and girth fairly quickly in her hand. He had a fairly large member; it wasn’t nearly as big as Erica’s, but that was different, magical. For a normal human man, he was pretty well-endowed. The kissing and stroking continued for a little while, and Mei-Lien could tell that he was warming up to her. While he never returned the kiss, just once she could feel his lips part ever so slightly, as if to allow her tongue to explore his mouth, before he closed them again, perhaps remembering that he was being raped by a demon.
When she was satisfied with his erection, Mei-Lien scooted away and got on her knees, leaving the commander to stare at her, a slightly disgusted look on his face, but he was clearly willing it there. He was curious. The tentacles quickly raised him up against his will, first to a kneeling position in front of the demon, and then standing, his arms tied behind his back by tendrils. When she scooted forward again, his stiff dick in her face, and indicated that he needed something better than her hands, he looked down helplessly, watching as the redheaded succubus maneuvered her breasts so that his cock laid in her impressive cleavage. When she pressed her breasts together around it with her hands he let out a soft groan, feeling her soft, pillowy flesh squeeze him tight. As Mei-Lien began to move, teasingly him with slow, careful up and down motions, she could tell that he was holding himself back from moaning out his pleasure, still resisting out of pride. It was as if this was one last battle for him, and though he was doomed to lose, he didn’t want to do so quickly.
Mei-Lien’s chest was almost perfect for this, the head of the man’s cock disappearing into the tight little pocket she had created for it each time she finished her upward motion, stimulating his tip gently. Whenever she sped up her motions a little he let out grunts and groans of pleasure, unable to restrain himself from it, but still the teasing way she was going about this seemed to allow him to prolong the experience. He actually had fairly impressive sexual stamina, and the demon could tell that he was experienced with these sorts of encounters. When she taunted him, asking how long he could last, he simply looked away for a moment before looking back down at her, hardly able to take his eyes off of her. In a way this was a sort of win for him. The soldiers under him had simply been smashed to bits or torn in two; he had a beautiful succubus on her knees, servicing him with her breasts. It took Mei-Lien a while, if she was patient, to get him to the point where he was moaning out quietly at her attentions, and could feel his cock throbbing in her cleavage. He began to involuntarily thrust forward with his hips, giving himself more stimulation, and the demon knew instinctually that he was very close to orgasm, the moment she could drain as much of his energy as she desired and close up the wounds he had put in her.