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D8 Night
🕑 Added 2025-02-05 11:54:41 +0000 UTCThis is my submission for the 2025 Literotica Valentine's contest. I hope you enjoy, and if you do, please vote for me on Literotica. If inspiration strikes, this might actually turn into a multi-part series.
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“Are we still on for Friday night, guys?” I’d sent a message to the group chat on Monday evening, confirming our standard RPG night. We played every other week, but for whatever reason, the planning demon had got a hold of our sessions, and for the last few times, at least one of my players had to cancel. Which wasn’t that big of a problem. Since we were with five players and a game master, we had decided to keep playing if one player couldn’t make it. If more of them couldn’t, we’d cancel that week’s session and tried to plan a new date. Or in this case, tried again in two weeks.
“Friday? Sorry mate, I have to cancel. Melissa and I made plans.” Rob replied after a few minutes. Well, that was one less. Rob normally was one of the more punctual players. Still, the rest didn’t cancel, so we could keep playing.
Until Thursday afternoon. First Cyn cancelled, citing planning problems. A few hours after that, a message from Kevin. He couldn’t make it either. Leaving just two players and me.
“So, looks like we’re gonna cancel, guys.” I sent in the group app. A bit disappointed. I had been preparing this leg of the adventure for quite some time, and because of all the cancellations, we weren’t making any meaningful progress.
“I’m still up for a game,” Alice sent.
“Me too!” Layla added a few seconds later.
“Sorry girls, but with three of you not here, we’re not going to make any progress.”
A private message from Alice. “Awww, I was really looking forward to playing. Can we maybe do a one-shot with just the three of us? You know, outside the normal continuity.”
That actually sounded like an idea, out of all my players, Alice might be my favourite. She was a great role-player, had a firm grasp of the rules, and wasn’t too scared to pounce on any of the plot hooks I dangled in front of the party. It also helped that she was quite beautiful. Big green eyes, long brown hair, lips made up with red lipstick. She was about a head smaller than me, and tended to wear dresses. I’d never tried anything with her. No faster way to destroy a gaming group than to start dating a player. Still I considered her a good friend, and hanging out with her sounded appealing.
“Let me think on it. I don’t have much time to prepare for tomorrow.”
“Whatever you come up with, it’s always fun.”
Well, that was good to hear. I knew my players were having fun, but having at least one of them confirm it was good for my ego.
“Can the promise of some good cocktails maybe sway you?”
“It could. But I have to drive. And I don’t feel like taking a cab.”
“You could always stay over. I have a very comfortable couch. And also a guest room. But I would recommend the couch. I’ll even throw in a breakfast.”
“The couch sounds tempting, but I want the guest room.”
“Deal!” She messaged back almost instantaneously.
Well, so far for my free Friday evening. Still, spending it at Alice’s and getting free drinks and breakfast sounded like a good trade.
“Soooo, Alice told me we’re going on an RPG and cocktails date…” A message from Layla.
“Huh?”
“Tomorrow, just the three of us.”
“Still not getting where you’re getting the date part.”
“Check your calendar ;)”
I opened my phone. Tomorrow. Friday February fourteenth. It took a few moments to click. Valentine’s Day.
“A Valentine’s date, huh?”
“Yup, just you and two women.”
When we first started playing Layla had been timid. She’d been waiting for other people to talk. Which was a bit of a problem, since her character was supposed to be the face of the party. But after a while she started to feel comfortable and started loosening up. Her character took more of a leader role, and Layla herself started coming out of her shell. And for some reason, that meant that whenever she could, she’d make flirty remarks. I didn’t think she ever meant anything by them. She made them to all the players in our group with no distinction for men or women. Still, I was intrigued by Layla. Where Alice was a petite brown haired girl, Layla was longer, I wasn’t sure, but she might even be a little bit taller than me. Long blonde hair, blue eyes and striking eyelashes. She normally wore quite baggy clothes. Warm jumpers, sweatpants in winter. Baggy shirts and cargo jeans in summer. Even though we had been playing for quite a while, I still had no good idea about her figure beneath those clothes. Not that it mattered, she was a great player. Whenever you put Alice and Layla together, or more accurately, put their characters together, it was a recipe for chaos.
“Me and two women? Should I be scared?”
“Always, especially around alcohol.”
“I’ll just hide behind my screen.”
A few moments later a new chat popped up on my phone. D8 Night. Members: Alice, Layla and me.
“Shouldn’t that be D20 night?” Alice asked.
“Doesn’t fit with the theme.” Layla answered.
“What theme?”
“What theme?”
“Jinx! You owe me a cocktail.” Alice and I had sent the same message, almost at the same time. But I had been faster in calling the jinx.
“Not that much of an obligation, as I was making them anyway. What do you want?”
“Gin Tonic?”
“Sure. Now, Layla, what do you mean? What theme?”
“You know, it’s Valentine’s Day, we’re drinking cocktails, Rick is alone with two girls. That theme.”
“So you want a Valentine’s one-shot?” I asked.
“Sounds good.” Alice replied.
Well, that was the theme sorted. The group chat continued. More about at what time we should be at Alice’s (half past seven), if we were having any non-alcoholic cocktails (no), if we should dress up (yes, because this was a date). I kept half an eye on the chat as the girls kept coming up with more and more elaborate schemes while I was busy preparing the one-shot. I found some cool ideas that I subsequently stole, and even found an enemy fitting for a Valentine’s Day adventure.
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The day of the D8 night, I was a few minutes late as I parked my car at Alice’s place. Walked to the door with my bag full of RPG supplies. I rang the bell and almost immediately the brunette opened. We all had agreed to dress up, so I had put on my best dress shirt, and some nice khaki’s. Alice had taken the instructions next level. She had her brown hair tied up, green eye shadow and blisteringly red lips. She was wearing a purple dress. Small spaghetti straps leaving her shoulders almost naked, a low-cut cleavage showing the sides of her breasts. The dress came to just below her knees, and she was wearing light black tights and high heels below it.
“Damn,” my expert opinion, “you clean up well.”
“Thanks! You’re not bad either.”
She turned around and preceded me to the living room. The table that we normally used looked small when the full party was around, but now it seemed way too big for these two girls and me. Layla was already seated, but she stood up to give me a hug. Where I had been impressed by Alice, I was doubly impressed by Layla. Alice wore dresses often, and even though this dress showed off a little more of her physique, I was used to seeing her in dresses.
Layla, on the other hand, was wearing something completely out of character for her. Her blonde hair cascaded down her naked shoulders, her lips pinked by lipstick, black eyeliner to make a cat eye. And then her dress. A tight red piece that stretched around her Bosom, down to at least a hand above her knees. I’d always thought Layla was fit, but seeing her in this form fitting dress confirmed it. Straight tummy, C-cup breasts and a tight butt.
“Wow.” I exclaimed after she was done hugging me. “If I had known the two of you dressed up like this, I would have rented a James Bond suit or something.”
Just at that moment Alice handed me the first cocktail of the evening, Gin Tonic in a martini glass, a small wedge of lime as garnish.
And then we started playing. Even though I kept eyeing the girls in their dresses and make-up, soon the picture was replaced by the mind’s eye of a seedy tavern and two dapper heroines about to solve the riddle of “The Warbling Eel and the Case of the Missing Mister”.
Or well, almost.
“Hey GM…” Alice started, “since this is a Valentine’s Day one-shot. Can our characters dress up too?”
“Sure, that might make it even better. What did you have in mind?”
“I was thinking that Lyressa dressed up in a red dress. Her hair down. Deep cleavage down to her navel to show off her boobs. We want to find this mister, right?”
“Well, that was the idea.”
Alice had almost described Layla. Sure, Layla didn’t have the deep cleavage that Alice’s character had, but the similarities had to be more than mere coincidence.
I wasn’t the only one seeing the similarities, Layla quickly caught up. “My turn! Maya is wearing a dress too. A purple one. Where Lyressa is showing off her cleavage, this dress is a little more modest. Or at least, that is what you think. Until Maya stands up, then you can see the dress comes to mid-thigh.”
“Hey Maya, can you please grab that bottle from the ground?” Alice took her opportunity, and Layla didn’t miss a beat.
“Layla bends over at her hips, her long legs straight.”
“Hah, everyone can see your panties!” Alice had Lyressa exclaim.
“What panties?” Layla looked at me. Winked. I felt a blush creep up. I hadn’t expected her to be so overt. But it seemed like Layla had chosen that today was the day to flirt with the game master. I wiggled in my seat, trying to surreptitiously move around the rapidly increasing tightness in my pants.
“Anyway, where were we?” I croaked. I described the scene. A seedy tavern was the establishment of choice for their quest giver. They were to find the mayor, because he had run off, and nobody could find him. The task required some discretion, their anonymous patron didn’t want to alarm the city. And thus the adventure began. The party of two investigated through the town, battled some brigands, found more clues and overall, had a blast. For a quick adventure that I had slapped together less than twenty-four hours ago I was actually quite chuffed. Or maybe it was just the cocktails that made us more easily satisfied.
I don’t know if it was the setting with just the two girls and me, or the alcohol in the cocktails, but compared to how they normally played, both Alice and Layla put a lot more emphasis on the fact that their characters were women. Where normally they would bash in heads and intimidate, this time they tried to seduce or play the helpless girl. I let them. Why wouldn’t I. I was playing with two beautiful women, and all the characters I inhabited were helpless against their grace. And then we came to the conclusion of the adventure. The mayor had been seduced by a succubus and had been brought to their lair.
“We know the location now. Can we just kick in the door?” Alice was known to play a little more strategic, where Layla would just barge in.
“We might not want to. GM, what does Maya know about succubuses? Succubi? Succupodes!”
“Succubi, I think.” I also got confused what the plural of succubus should be. “Why don’t you give me a nature check.”
“Awww, Maya is bad at those. Can I convince you to make it a different check?”
“Depends. What check are you thinking of, and what do you offer in return?” It had been a running joke in our campaign that the Game Master was bribable. Bribes had mostly consisted of handing over snacks or grabbing drinks.
“How about Sex on the Beach?”
“We’re pretty far from the sea, I don’t think we’ll make it in time.”
“The cocktail, funny guy.”
“Sure.”
Layla stood up to walk to the kitchen. As she passed me, she bowed over and whispered in my ear. “Or we could go for Sex on the Couch.”
Without waiting for my reaction, she continued to the kitchen. I felt my face go red.
“What was that about?” Alice asked.
“Oh, just that Layla propositioned me,” I tried to make my embarrassment into a joke.
“And that’s only for changing the check? That’s worth a kiss, at most. Sex would be like... I don’t know. An epic item? A level up?”
I hadn’t expected Alice to take the discussion so literal.
“And what would a handjob be?” Layla entered the room with three new cocktails in her hands.
“I don’t know. Maybe advantage on your next roll?”
“Okay, back to the game.” I tried to stifle the discussion, even though I was kind of interested where it would lead, we still had an adventure to finish and I had some fun mechanics in mind for the final boss. “How about a religion check, is Maya better at those?”
“A little.” The blonde rolled her twenty-sided die. “Ten.”
“Maya has heard a little about succubuses. Shit, now you have me saying it too. Succubi. They hunt by charming their targets. They prefer not to fight, but in a pinch they are quite dexterous. With a ten you can’t really think of any known weaknesses, resistances or immunities.”
“So, Lyressa, we should be mindful of their charm. But they probably can’t take on both of us. Let’s go in. GM, Maya kicks in the door.”
I described how with a loud crack the door flew inward, bouncing off the wall. In front of them a different scene than they had expected. In a big brown armchair, a red skinned woman was sat. Long horns adorned her head, black hair streamed down to her shoulders. She was wearing a tight black dress. Draped over one of the armrests they could see her tail sweeping like a cat on the prowl. I put on my most seductive voice: “Poor, poor, adventurers, you fell right into my trap. You weren’t as sneaky as you thought, and now I have two more playthings to add to my collection.”
I dropped back to my normal voice. “Roll a Wisdom save against their charming presence.”
Both girls sighed. Their characters were bad at wisdom saves.
“Hey GM…” Alice started, “can we bribe you to turn it into a different save?”
“I’m quite unbribable right now,” I gestured at my almost full cocktail and the little platter snacks to the side. “And besides, I’ve never let you change saving throws.”
“What if we made it more interesting?” Layla wiggled her eyebrows suggestively.
I put my chin in my hand, looked at her expectingly, waiting for her to continue with her proposal. Layla looked at Alice, some kind of psychic communication happened that only girls are capable of.
“What if…”, the blonde started again, “We gave you a kiss.”
She’d been flirting the whole evening, but I had filed it away as harmless banter. Now I started to think that maybe it wasn’t just banter.
“Well, okay,” I conceded. I wanted to know where this was going.
Both girls stood up from the table. I might have imagined it, but it looked like Alice bent over a little more than she needed to, giving me a peek at her cleavage.
“Ready?” Layla asked
“I was born ready.”
Both girls bowed over to me, I didn’t know what to expect. Would I first be kissing Layla and then Alice? The other way around? Both girls planted a chaste kiss on my cheeks.
“There you go. Could you change the save to charisma?” Alice had a twinkling her eye. The same twinkling when she got one over on me on rules in the game.
“Wait, that’s it?” I couldn’t keep the disappointment from my voice.
“What? You wanted something more?” Layla asked.
“No, this is more than I expected,” I lied. “So, roll charisma saves, please.”
Layla’s character Maya made her save. Alice’s Lyressa still failed.
“Lyressa, you see this demon from the hells, the one that has been causing all these problems. This beautiful creature. Her face promising so much. Riches, contentment, pleasure. You are enthralled by the succubus’ charm.”
I continued in my succubus form, “Ah, you, blonde one, what is your name?”
Alice let out a mechanical sounding “Lyressa.”
“Lyressa, darling. I see you found the truth. Be a dear and constrain your friend, she has been refusing me so far.”
A few more dice rolls, in which Layla rolled abysmally, and Lyressa rolled very well. Alice took the opportunity to describe the scene. “You see Lyressa, grinning, proud of her work. Maya has been restrained. A rope ties her hands behind her back, another one is connected to her ankles. A third rope ties it all together. A strand around her shoulders, just above Maya’s boobs. It crosses at her back, in her front, it loops around beneath her breasts, before being tied at Maya’s back. You hear her say: ‘Did I do well, mistress? I thought you might like to take a good look at her assets.’ ”
“You did very well, my pet.” I answered in my best succubus voice. I could see a small blush creep up Alice’s cheeks. Either this was Alice’s payback for Layla’s pantyless scene, or I had uncovered a little inkling of the brunette’s kinks.
“Maya, roll another charisma save with disadvantage as the succubus comes near to you. You see her green eyes pierce into yours. You see her long tongue flicking around her red lips as she focuses the full force of her seductive presence on you.”
“Wait? Disadvantage? So I roll two dice and choose the lowest?” Layla exclaimed.
“Well, yeah, you’re tied up and the succubus doesn’t need to divide her attention anymore.”
“This sucks.”
“Maybe you could offer Rick a hand job, that was supposed to give advantage,” Alice interjected. I couldn’t help but explain her look as a naughty one. I felt something stir in my pants.
“Hey Rick? Can you please please please turn it into a roll with advantage?” Layla focused her big blue eyes at me, in a kind of twisted real-life mirror of the scene her character was caught in.
“What do you offer?”
“Well, Alice said a hand job was the going rate for advantage, but what about a real kiss?”
“Wait, really?” Alice exclaimed. She had been teasing our friend. There was no way the blonde would give me a hand job. But a kiss might be something she was more comfortable with.
Layla stood up and walked over to me. She put her hand under my chin and lifted it up to her. Her soft red lips touched mine. She opened her lips a little, I responded. Her other hand dropped down, hidden by my game master screen she caressed my dick over my pants. A little sound of surprise. Then she broke the kiss.
“So, advantage?” She sat back down.
“Ehm, yes, advantage.” I was still a little lost. I had not expected the girl to kiss me.
“Motherfucker!” Layla exclaimed, “I rolled a 2 and a 3.”
“That’s too bad. Maya looks into the eyes of the succubus. Tries to distract herself with all kinds of battles that she fought, but inexorably her eyes get drawn to the succubus luscious lips. New thoughts start intruding into her mind. What would it be to kiss those beautiful lips? What would the pleasure be? How would she reward you? Maya is also enthralled by the succubus.”
“And now that you’re both enthralled, we’re going to play a little minigame. The succubus is going to set you some challenges. You both roll a D8 in turn. Depending on your performance in the resulting challenges you can either lose your trance, or become their eternal toy.”
I had rigged the game so they would be able to win anyway, unless the dice really weren’t in their favour. But seeing the way the evening was progressing, I swapped out some notes for the more naughty version of the D8 challenge.
“Lyressa, since you were the first one getting charmed, please roll a D8 for me.”
“Three,” Alice replied, “Is that good?”
“3. The succubus leads you towards a bed and pushes you backwards. You fall on your back. The succubus takes your wrists and pins them above you. Immediately you feel her tongue on your jaw, down your neck and into your cleavage.” Alice moved a bit in her chair. Her eyes were fixed on me. I saw how she subconsciously put a hand on her belly. I wondered how far I could push it. Seeing the rapt attention on the brunette’s face, at least a little further.
“With a snap you feel as your dress gives way. Her tongue snakes around Lyressa’s nipples. Please give me a constitution save to see how well Lyressa keeps her composure around these ministrations.”
The blonde rolled her twenty-sided die. Then she stood up and walked over to me. “A kiss give me advantage, right?” Her hand under my jaw tipped my head back. She planted her lips on mine. Didn’t lose any time. I felt her hand behind my head pulling me closer, her tongue licking my lips. She broke the kiss. Sat back down, a little out of breath and rolled a second die like this was a normal in-game rule.
“Fourteen?” She still was not very happy with her roll. As she shouldn’t be.
“Fourteen sadly is not enough. Lyressa feels as the otherworldly tongue caresses her nipples and soon a fire spreads from her breasts all through her body.”
“Maya. As Lyressa lays temporarily incapacitated from the succubuses ministrations, she once again focuses her attention on you. ‘My new pet,’ she says, ‘you tried to resist, but resistance is futile. Look at your partner, already unable to deny my pleasure. Now what shall I do with you?’ Roll a D8 please.”
“Five.” A look of mixed apprehension and excitement on Layla’s face as she waited for her predicament.
“You feel your feet move on their own as the succubus explains ‘You should know. Giving in to me gives you unmatched pleasure. And not only from me, but from my other toys too. For now, let’s see how good you are at providing pleasure.’ Your footsteps end in front of the silent mayor. You fall to your knees as your hands find their way to the mayor’s waistband. Please, give me a dexterity check.”
Layla watched her character sheet. Then her mischievous eyes found mine.
“So, if a kiss is advantage, what happens if I just act out the scene?” The blonde had already stood up and walked my way. She moved my chair until my legs weren’t trapped under the table anymore and then sank to her knees. Her hands unbuckled my belt and opened my zipper. Her hand stopped on top of my boxer, my dick was rapidly stiffening under the fabric. “That has to be an automatic success.”
I could only nod my agreement.
“Okay, Alice, set a timer for a minute please.”
“Just a minute?” The brunette asked.
“Yeah, you don’t think I would jerk him to completion? We still have a game to play.” With that, she lowered my boxer to free my dick. For a small moment she appreciated the view. Then she started slowly caressing my dick. The tops of her fingers trailing the stiff shaft, teasing it to make it even harder. Her hand closed around my dick and she started up and down movements. I couldn’t hold it anymore and let out an involuntary moan. This was so hot. My friend in her beautiful dress on her knees in front of me. Her hands caressing my dick, her eyes on mine to make sure she was pleasuring me the right way. She moved closer. Blew a little air over my dick.
“Time!” Alice had to be the one breaking us up.
With a wicked grin, Layla stuck out her tongue, gave my dick a single lick and then hid it behind my boxer again. “So, did I succeed?” She asked as she sat down again.
“Maya pleasures the Mayor. You see his face go red, you hear him breathing faster. Soon after, the succubus stops you. ‘Not so quick, little Maya. We don’t want our toy to be spent already, now would we?’”
“Back to Lyressa. That’s one fail and one success so far. You need either three successes or three fails to complete the encounter.”
“Two on the D8. This should be easier.”
I looked at number two in the encounter table and had to suppress a grin. I didn’t know if it would be easier, but it would at least be entertaining.
“Lyressa, you’re still laying on your back, your breasts uncovered by the succubus as she steps closer to you once again. For a while she just stands there. Then, just when you’re getting impatient, you feel something caress your calf. The succubuses tail makes its way up your leg. Everywhere it touches you, you feel a hot trail, as if your body is reacting to her scintillating touch.”
I glanced at Alice. Saw that she had a small blush on her cheeks, her lips parted a little and her eyes rapt with attention. In this moment Alice was Lyressa.
“The tail caresses the inside of your thigh, and as you look up, you see a smirk on the succubuses face, ‘I thought you would be more of a fighter, but it looks like you are enjoying yourself…’ with that, a small modicum of rebelliousness returns. Please, give me a dexterity check.”
Alice rolled her dice, I couldn’t see the result from where I was sitting, but suddenly she pushed her chair back from the table.
“You see Lyressa struggle a bit,” the brunette says, “as the tail continues its conquest.” She has put a hand on the hem of her dress, slowly moving her fingers upward on the inside of her own thigh. Her dress creeps up from this move, and I can see where her black stockings clench to her thighs. Hypnotised, I follow her fingers upward until they meet her panties.
“The tail is unrelenting. It goes up Lyressa’s leg, all the way to her panties. Lyressa tries to wiggle out of the way,” Alice narrates, as she shows how her own crotch tries to escape from her own fingers. “But it is no use. She is not dexterous enough. The tail finds its way underneath her panties.” Alice’s fingers move her panties aside.
“The succubus starts to tease Lyressa.” The brunette moves her fingertips over her labia. I can see her shudder as she reaches up and down. Her breath starts to catch as she continues describing the scene, “The tip of her tail find its way between Lyressa’s folds.” She pushes a finger between her lips, “And goes up to her clit.” The girl moaned a little as her own fingers found her clit. “Before finding its way inside her.” She pushed her middle finger inside her.
She took it out, licked it, looked at me, her green eyes piercing into my soul. “Acting out the scene counts as a success, no?”
Her question brought me back to reality. Had Alice just pleasured herself in front of me, moments after Layla had teased me with a hand job? This evening was getting more and more interesting. I shifted my gaze to Layla. I couldn’t really place the look on her face. It seemed like a mix of admiration, jealousy and a large component of horniness. It seemed like Alice’s little act hadn’t only had it’s effect on me.
“I guess so,” I finally said. “That’s two successes and one failure. Only one more success and you break the succubuses spell. Layla, it’s up to you. Another D8 please.”
“Eight. Fuck.”
I checked the list. Checked again, but it really said it. “For this next one I am going to require charisma checks from both of you.”
“You’re not going to set the scene for us first?” Alice asked.
“Nope. Besides, your rolls will determine how the scene goes.”
“Not even a small teaser?”
“It involves both your characters, is that teaser enough?”
“Fourteen!” Layla exclaimed.
“Five.” Alice said dejectedly.
“I’m afraid that’s a fail for both of you. As, after a few agonisingly pleasurable thrusts of her tail, the succubus once again steps back from Lyressa, you see her think. Then, you hear a voice in your heads, ‘Wouldn’t it be nice just to give in? If you become my toys, imagine what kind of pleasure I could give you. And what kind of pleasure you could give yourselves. Here, allow me to demonstrate.’ And as soon as she is done speaking, Lyressa, you feel your body move without any input from yourself. It is as if you’re a passenger in your own body. Lyressa walks over to where Maya is standing. Maya can also only stand there, she sees and feels all that is happening, but she has no control over her body. Then Lyressa takes her hand, caresses Maya’s cheek. Soon after she moves closer, her lips just a centimetre away from Maya’s.”
I glanced over my game master screen, did I just catch a shared look between the girls? As I was about to continue, Alice stood up, walked over to Layla and put her hand on her cheek. Then she looked at me with a barely concealed anticipation.
“Maya feels Lyressa’s soft lips against hers. She has no choice, her body moves on it’s own as it accepts Lyressa’s ministrations.” I managed to get out while I saw Alice and Layla copy the scene in real life. How far were the girls willing to go? How far did I dare to push them? A little farther at least.
“Lyressa moves her hands to Maya’s back, unzips her dress.” Alice dutifully copied. She unzipped the red tight dress. As she pulled the zipper down, the front of the dress fell down, revealing the blonde’s beautiful breasts. She wasn’t wearing a bra.
“As she reveals Maya’s beautiful breasts,” I could see Layla beam at the compliment, “her kisses drop lower, to Maya’s neck, her clavicle, only to end at her breast.” I saw a minuscule hesitation in Alice before she moved down to copy the scene. As her lips touched the blonde’s nipple, Layla let out a moan.
“Fuck, this was not what I was expecting, but please continue.”
I had nothing, this was as far as I had dared to dream, I’d expected Alice to stop before kissing Layla’s nipple, or Layla to prevent her from opening up her dress.
“Lyressa takes the nipple between her fingers, and a small pinch distracts the otherwise always so perceptive Maya.” Layla closed her eyes in pleasure as Alice pinched her nipple. I stood up, walked to the opposite side of Alice. “Suddenly, Maya feels a hand on her thigh. Without Lyressa or Maya noticing, the succubus has come closer. The hand moves up, underneath her dress, until it reaches her panties.” I moved my hand up, caressing the soft flesh of Layla’s thigh under my fingers. I felt the warmth of her pussy through her panties. Moved my hand on top of her pussy and pushed down on the fabric. Layla moaned again.
“You feel as softly but insistently, the succubus moves her hand to Maya’s uncovered pussy, slipping a finger between her wet folds.” I moved her panties aside, felt Layla’s wet pussy waiting for my fingers. I pushed, and I felt her envelop me. Layla pushed against my hand, as if she wanted to invite my finger even deeper. I moved it out, and back in again, started slowly finger fucking the blonde beauty.
“Maya feels as the pleasure increases, Lyressa’s ministrations on her tits, the succubuses fingers inside her, slowly but surely bringing her closer and closer to an orgasm.”
I added another finger. Moved my other hand down to so I could rub her clit. Alice had been covering Layla’s boobs in kisses, softly licking and sucking her nipples in between. She moved back up, her mouth covering Layla’s as she let out a moan. I could feel that the blonde was getting near an orgasm. Could feel her push against my fingers, breathing loudly.
“Maya can feel herself getting closer, it wouldn’t take much more for her to orgasm. And then, just as she reached the edge…” I let the sentence trail away as I felt that Maya’s player was getting to the edge too. “Both Maya and Lyressa get the control over their own bodies back.” I pulled my fingers from the horny blonde. She let out a whimper.
“Well done you guys, that was three successes. With that, you defeat the succubus.” I moved back to my place at the table, started acting like I was about to put away my stuff.
“Oh no, you don’t,” Layla growled, “you got me worked up, the least you could do is fuck me.”
“And you!” Her eyes found Alice, “You should keep licking my tits. Damn girl. I thought seeing you finger yourself would be the highlight of the evening, but we’re only getting started.”
Layla walked over to me, almost ripped me bodily from my chair, and took me over to the couch. She fumbled with my pants, until I lowered them and stepped out of them. She removed my boxer. “That’s the dick I want.”
“Not fair,” Alice interjected, “You also got to jerk him off, I want some fun too.”
“Then get over here.” Layla stepped out of her dress. Pulled her panties down. Then she unzipped the brunette’s purple dress. Soon, we were all naked. Both girls were beautiful. Layla was long, blonde, voluptuous. Alice was a little shorter, but her body was in perfect proportion. Small breasts with brown freckles, a flat tummy, a small brown landing strip on her mound. Layla had no patience for my admiration. She pushed me until I fell back on the couch. Then she took Alice’s arm. Kissed her. She straddled over me, moved Alice to straddle over my head. Her hand found my penis. She aimed it upward. With a satisfied moan she pressed her hips down. I felt the warmth of her pussy envelop my dick. She was wet, she was tight. Centimetre by centimetre, she lowered herself down over me. Fuck, this was so fucking hot. Then Alice finally followed Layla’s instructions and lowered herself down over my face. I put out my tongue, licked her between her lips. I heard the brunette moan in approval. I pressed between her lips, licking up towards her clit. The brunette hovered above me, as Layla started to move. Slowly I felt my dick pull out of her pussy until only my head was still inside her. Then she moved down again. Faster and faster. For a while, the sounds of moans filled the room as I was pleasuring Alice with my tongue and Layla was riding my dick. Then I felt a new sensation. Alice had lowered her hands down to Layla’s pussy. Her fingers caressed the blonde’s clit. I immediately felt Layla react. Her pussy constricted around my dick. Her movements became more erratic.
“Fuck Alice. So Good. I’m gonna…” She impaled herself on my dick. I felt her pussy contract around me as the blonde came. “Too much!” I heard the sound of her slapping Alice’s hands away. Then she moved her hips, my dick slipped from her pussy and she fell back on the couch.
“Damn, that was good. You really should try Rick’s dick.”
“Oh, I’m planning on it.” Alice stood up from my face, and finally I could see again. Layla was panting from her orgasm, her face sweaty, her hair plastered against her forehead. Alice was blushing. The only thing she was wearing were her stockings.
The brunette grabbed my hand in an unexpectedly cute gesture. We left Layla on the couch and walked back to the table.
“I’ve always wanted to try this.” The brunette bent over the table. Her ass pointing towards me, her upper body between all the RPG materials. The minis we had been using for the last encounter were still on the table, as if they were our audience. She wiggled her ass. I didn’t need any more encouragement. I took my dick in my hand and stepped behind her. I moved the head of my dick between her lips. Up and down to coat myself with her juices. I made sure to touch her clit a few times as she pressed her ass back at me.
“Stop teasing me,” she complained.
“You sure?”
“Yeah, just fuck me.”
She didn’t have to ask twice. I pointed at her pussy. In one fell swoop I entered inside her and she let out a moan. “So fucking full.”
She was warm, she was wet, she was tight, and she was standing at just the right angle that I could relentlessly thrust into her. I moved my dick out slowly, then rapidly pushed back in. I kept increasing my tempo. My hands on her hips as she moaned. After the fucking Layla provided, I was sure I wouldn’t last very long, but I was determined to make Alice cum before I shot my own load. I felt a hand on my back. Layla motioned towards me with a finger on her lips. She had a sneaky plan. I was always in for a sneaky plan. She grabbed my hips and pulled me back a bit. She motioned I should also pull Alice towards me some more. Then Layla knelt and crawled under the table. Alice felt that my thrusting had slowed down, and as she was about to turn her head, I felt Layla’s soft tongue on my balls. She licked upwards to my dick and then on to Alice’s clit.
“Oh fuck!” Alice let out, “Damn Layla. I’m already so fucking sensitive. Keep licking me and I’ll cum.”
In reaction, I started thrusting inside her harder again. Sometimes I felt Layla’s tongue on my balls, but it was clear she was focused on the brunette. Alice now was moaning almost constantly. Deep moans as my dick pushed in her, tiny giggles for Layla’s tongue.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck,” she said eloquently. I felt her tense around me as she came. I kept thrusting inside her. I wanted to prolong her orgasm. She felt so good. I was so close. “No, no, no, no, no, so good.” Alice kept cumming. I felt her legs tremble. I didn’t let up. I didn’t even know if I could. She was feeling so good.
“Cum, oh cum. Please cum,” Alice begged. Layla had shifted her focus. Her tongue was there each time I pulled out of Alice. Coating my balls and dick in saliva before I pushed back in. I couldn’t hold it anymore.
“Cum, cum inside me,” the brunette moaned. That’s what sent me over the edge. The cum pumped from my balls, filled her up. Once, twice. I pulled my dick from her pussy, and immediately I felt Layla’s lips around my head. Sucking every last drop from my dick. Sensitive, too sensitive. As soon as I pulled my dick from her mouth, she went back to Alice’s pussy. Tried to lap up my cum. Alice twitched away and sat down on the ground. I sat next to her, and after Layla swallowed my cum, she joined us.
“Holy fuck guys, I didn’t expect that.” Layla sighed as she rested her head on my shoulder.
“You can say that again.” I answered.
Alice laid her head on my other shoulder, “That was quite the one-shot. Let’s take a short rest, and then continue this adventure.”
