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The Life of a Recovering Succubus (MotionlessOrbit x Ouroborus)

Noah lost his grip on Anaise's hand as a crowd separated them. She was only gone for a moment but when he looked around, Anaise had vanished. Noah tried heading in the direction he thought she'd been pulled but couldn't see any sight of her, starting to wander around the house. Anaise meanwhile was surrendering to the pair of hands that had dragged her onto the dancefloor, amidst a sea of other bodies.

Anaise wouldn't even recognise the guy, wearing a varsity jacket from one of their neighbouring schools. Regardless he was already grinding on her from behind, their bodies just another pair in the crowd of young humans writhing against each other. The scent of his aftershave would reach her, his strong arms wrapping around Anaise as he danced with her from behind. He said nothing, either somehow unaware she was a succubus or more likely he'd grabbed her because of that. His hands were on her waist now, running down to front of her dress and playing with the hem of her skirt.
 
"Hey..." Anaise's protests got a little quieter as they started to dance. His arms were so strong, holding her firmly against her as he started to grind against her. She could feel her body heating up against him, and it didn't help that smooth smell of his aftershave was filling her nose. Before she knew it, she found herself leaning back into him, swaying along with him to the music.

Her head leaned back against his shoulder, her ass rubbing up and down against his crotch. She didn't know who he was, but he didnt go to their school...that meant it was fine, right? There was no way this would come back to haunt her, right? One hand rested on his thigh, while the other raised up and over behind her, resting gently on his cheek. "You're a good dancer..." She murmured.

Not even been 5 minutes... Anaise thought to herself, but she was high off the atmosphere of the party, now. Instead of hating how fast it came to be, she found herself happy that it was happening already. Thank god Noah can't see this...
 
Anaise's protests were silenced pretty quickly by herself as she felt the energy of the multiple humans dancing so close. Anaise leaned back into the guy, able to feel an impressive bulge up against her ass through the thin fabric of her dress. She reached up to touch his cheek and the other touched his thigh, the guy taking the opportunity to bring his hands up along her thighs, dragging against the fabric and if he wasn't careful. Or perhaps that was his intention.

"You're pretty good yourself babe" said the guy, his mouth so close that she could hear him murmuring even over the thrumming music. "What's your name cutie? You don't go to Sunnyhill High do you? Reckon I'd remember seeing you around" he said, taking specific note of her pointed horns and the heart-tipped tail swishing from under the bottom of her dress.
 
"Hnngh..." Anaise could feel the shape of his bulge as it rubbed against her ass, and it was so, so tempting. The succubus did all she could to quiet and silence her little noises, trying to retain some form of decorum. His wandering hands didn't help in making that any easier, though. He was really feeling her up, and it was starting to affect her alongside everything else.

"No..." She murmured back, shaking her head ever so slightly. "No, I don't go to Sunny hill, I go to Charlie's school..." She answered him slowly, her tail lightly entangling itself around his leg. "I think this is the first time we met, I think I would definitely remember someone like you if you went to my school..." She muttered. If she wasn't careful, she might lose herself here on the dance floor. This party really was a trap for someone like her.
 
"Ah yeah, now you mention it, Charlie did say a friend of his would be coming along who looks a lot like you. I'm Tyrell by the way" he murmured into Anaise's, the pair still grinding against each other with the music.

Tyrell grinned as she said she'd definitely have remembered him. That was all he needed to hear to think she was totally into him. Tyrell's wandering hands became more brazen as she rubbed her ass against his crotch. His stroked along her thighs and one hand even coming around under the skirt of her dress to start squeezing her round ass.

"You spilled your drink before. Wanna come with me and get another?" asked Tyrell, letting his lips graze the nape of neck as he whispered to her, playfully nibbling her earlobe. Before Anaise could properly respond, Tyrell was already lacing his fingers into hers and pulling her off the dancefloor and into the house.
 
"Did he now...?" Anaise sounded surprised, but she shouldn't have been. Charlie had a big mouth, and she realized he was probably telling all his friends about her sucking his dick. She just hoped word of that little...encounter, didn't get back to Noah. She didn't know how she was going to explain that to him. Where even was he?

Any wandering thoughts about her boyfriend was ripped away by the hand that snuck under her dress to squeeze her bare, thick ass. "O-oh..." She sighed softly, enjoying the touch. She had forgotten about it already, along with her drink, until he mentioned it. Before she could answer, he was already leading her off, into the house. "Another drink sounds good." She felt like she needed it, even though ultimately it would just lead her somewhere she wasn't sure if she wanted to go.

But this party...she was already getting drunk on all the debauchery and lewd thoughts surfing everyone's minds. It appealed to her in a way she hadn't felt in a long time,and it was affecting her judgement. She followed him into the house, and to the kitchen area, where the drinks were being poured out.
 
Tyrell smiled back at Anaise as she followed him, confirming another drink would be good. They reached the kitchen area, other groups of teens standing around and enjoying themselves in whatever manner befit them. Most were just chatting and drinking. A group of guys in sports jerseys were whooping loudly as they bounced pingpong balls across a table at each other in a game of beer pong.

Slightly to one side however, Anaise would notice a couple that had tucked themselves into a discreet little nook. One was a young man that Anaise might have vaguely recognised from their school and a blonde girl in a pair of booty-hugging shorts. They weren't being too blatant but any paying a little more attention would see that the boy had his hands in the girls shorts and was moving rhythmically as she bit her lip and ran her hands through his hair, the pair locking lips.

"So what's your drink of choice, cutie?" asked Tyrell, hovering in behind Anaise, bringing his arms around her shoulders as he held two different drinks bottles in front of her, obscuring her view of the couple.
 
Anaise watched the game of beer pong, a little intrigued by it. It wasn't like she had never heard of it, but she'd certainly never seen it, at least not in person. It wasn't like it was a popular game where she was from. Her interest in the game left her though, as she took notice of the young couple in the little nook. She felt her face redden a bit as she watched the two. The way the girl moved her hips against his hand, her subtle moans and pants, barely covered up by his mouth as they kissed...

It was a lot for her to watch. She wished that could be her right now...she'd prefer it to be Noah fingering her, but that boy didn't know anything about how to please a woman. He'd never get her moaning like that, and it was more than likely he might even give up and just go straight to fucking.

Her thought process was interrupted by Tyrell, wrapping his arms around her shoulders as he offered her a choice of drinks, distracting her from the amorous couple before her. She pouted a little at not being able to watch any longer, but even she could admit it was probably for the best. God forbid she did anything crazy...

"Uhm..." Her eyes darted back and forth between the two bottles, "This one." She smiled a bit, picking one at random. She hardly knew which one was stronger or not, but she just randomly chose one. It didn't matter, she was going to drink it all the same, "Whatever you're having, I'm okay with." She found herself growing too used to being in his arms, already. Unlike Noah's, they were big and strong, comforting...she didn't mind it at all.
 
"Playing it free and easy, love it" said Tyrell, placing the bottle in Anaise's hand and grabbing one for himself. She didn't begrudge his presence and so Tyrell stayed where he was, pressed against her from behind, wrapping his arms around her shoulders and leaving Anaise free to gawk at the couple again. The girl was grinding more fervently now, Anaise able to see their tongues knitting together as their lips moved with each wet smack.

The boy was reaching down to squeeze her ass now too, his hands sinking into denim and plush flesh. Their lust and teenage affection was radiating off them and acting a sinful beacon to one such as Anaise. Tyrell seemed to notice her distraction and looked over, giving it a little chuckle. "What'cha looking at, cutie?" he teased, brushing his lips against the side of her neck as he took a swig of his bottle. The drink Anaise had chosen would be delightfully fruity and sweet, the perfect drink for high school parties, seeing as it tasted like soda and hid the fairly high alcohol content.
 
Anaise could feel her breathing becoming s little more ragged as she watched them, excited by what they were doing. The way their tongues dances against one another must have been glorious...and she could feel their arousal as they ground against one another, practically drowning in it. They were doing it all in plain sight too, they didn't care who saw them, and that only turned their spectator on more.

"H-huh? Oh...nothing...just...young love..." She responded cooly, moving to take a drawn out sip from her bottle. It tasted sweet and fruity, in an addicting way. It was much better than the beer she was given earlier. She wasn't sure if it was the alcohol she was drinking or the party, but Tyrell's lips on her skin felt absolutely divine, her sensitive neck feeling pleasure irradiated from where his lips were. "That feels nice..."

Once again she found herself leaning back against him slightly, a soft moan escaping her lips from the kiss, filling his ears.
 
"Oh yeah? You like that, huh?" whispered Tyrell, kissing her neck some more, arms wrapping around her front as he hugged her against him. He nuzzled against her neck, hands running along her stomach and down to play with the hem her dress again, fingertips just touching her thick thighs. "You know, I can a lot more than just kiss your neck" he teased, whispering into her ear as Anaise could see the girl starting to tremble, clapping a hand over her mouth as the guy was clearly whispering in her ear as well.

"I know Charlie's keeps some of the good stuff hidden in the garage and it's probably empty" he offered, reaching down and lacing his fingers between hers again as he gently turned Anaise on the spot and giving her a winning smile.

Before Anaise could even object he was already pulling her away from the kitchen, the guys at the beer pong table whooping and if Anaise looked back she'd just catch a glimpse of the girl in the shorts burying her face into the guy's shoulder and clearly cumming around his fingers.
 
A small whimper left Anaise's lips as Tyrell nuzzled into her neck, his face tickling and teasing her sensitive skin. Tingles shot up and down her spine as he whispered into her ear, making her shudder slightly against him, breasts wobbling just a little beneath her dress. His fingers teased the skin of her thigh, making her feel a little antsy. She wasn't quite drunk, barely tipsy form the alcohol, but the atmosphere of the party might as well have gotten her intoxicated.

Plus that smile he wore on his face. How could she turn it down?

A small squeak left her as she was pulled away to the garage, her eyes spotting the girl as she went through her orgasm. That made her swallow and take another sip of her drink. She wanted that more than anything right now. She followed Tyrell all the way to the garage without protesting, finding it difficult to hide her timid excitement. Her eyes glanced left and right as they walked for Noah, hoping he wouldn't catch them.

If he did, then he'd have cheated her out of a meal and an orgasm. Before she was lust-drunk, she would have been grateful, but now? Now she might have been irritated with him. Once they were safely in the garage, she sat her drunk aside, stepping close enough to Tyrell that her breasts were pushing up against his chest. "S-so...what else can you kiss?" She asked him, one eyebrow raised suggestively.
 
The door to the garage shut behind them, an expensive looking car in storage. Tyrell was looking about for the hidden booze but Anaise was clearly thirsty for something else as she turned to him and pressed her chest against them with a suggestive eyebrow.

"Plenty of things, cutie" he said with a grin. Tyrell backed Anaise up until her touched the hood of the car, reaching down to grope her ass as he lifted the little skirt of her dress.

Tyrell leaned in without another word and pressed his lips to hers. His tongue entered her mouth as they locked lips, Anaise getting to act out what she'd just been witnessing in the kitchen but now with little chance Noah or anyone else could come and disturb them.
 
Anaise leaned back against the car, her legs spreading partly to allow Tyrell between them. She was easily swept up in his pace, and the moment his lips touched hers, she surrendered to it all, letting his tongue slip into her mouth without protest. She lightly sucked on his tongue, running hers along the underside of his own in the process.

She sat on the hood of the car in the garage. One hand gripped what it could of the hood for further support, while the other felt its way up Tyrell's stomach, all the way to his taught chest, where it rested firmly. Not only was he good looking and smooth, but he was a good kisser, and he had her melting for him already.
 
Tyrell moved up between Anaise's opened legs as she spread them for him. He enjoyed the touch of Anaise's hand along his stomach.

Whatever Tyrell did at his school, he must have been very athletic because Anaise would be able to feel his toned and defined abs.

"Fuck, you're so hot. I wish you went to our school. We don't have any succubi" he moaned against her lips, Anaise able to see she was making him hard already as a big bulge formed in Tyrell's jeans.
 
Anaise gasped for breath as if she'd just come up from air after swimming, panting softly, though never breaking touch from his lips entirely. She refused to move away from him for long, and her tongue traced the contours of his lips before she spoke against his mouth.

"Nnnh...your school isn't that far from mine...is it? You could always come visit..." She tempted him, tail wriggling behind her. She moved her lips down his neck, and her hand felt up his muscled body, squeezing his taught pecs, and his well chiseled abs. Her hand traced down his belly and to his crotch running along his bulge. "Your school doesn't have a succbus...but this party does." she teased him, rubbing her palm against his bulge.
 
Tyrell grinned against her lips between the heated kisses as she pointed out they weren't too far from each other. "Good point, you should give me your number after we're done here, we can hang out some time" he said, moving down to start kissing her neck again.

"Fuck, yeah there is. You being here makes coming so much more worth it, cutie" moaned Tyrell as he rubbed his bulge and Anaise would be able to feel he was clearly as big as Mr Gladstone had been. In answer to her touching too, Tyrell reached between her spread legs, teasingly dragging his fingers along her inner thigh.

"I don't think we can get away with fucking in here but we can still have some fun" he whispered, his hand reaching her pussy as he dipped his hand inside them and beginning to touch her soft lips, moving his hand under her skirt as Anaise got the same treatment as the girl she'd been watching.
 
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"M-mmhm..." Anaise agreed rather easily to give him her number. It was hard to resist when he was kissing down her neck, leaving her with little nips on her skin. "Mmm...I didn't even want to come but...now I'm kind of glad I did..." She couldn't believe how big he was. Mentally, she chided herself for picking Noah. He was cute, yes, and sweet, but she wished she'd gotten to see what was between his legs before they became exclusive.

If she had met someone like this before...

"Nngh...!" She moaned suddenly as his fingers slipped along the lips of her pussy, rubbing against her slit. She was already wet, and her juices were leaving his fingers wet with her fluids. "W-well lets have as much fun as we can get away with," She was disheartened she couldn't fuck him, but at this point, she would take what she could get. It was alreayd better than if she sat at home, all alone.

She wouldn't just be the one having fun either. Her hand unzipped the fly of his pants quite skillfully, slipping into the opening. She fumbled a bit, not able to see, but she quickly found his cock in his boxers, and freed it, allowing her to better close her hand around it, jerking his cock slowly. "You're so big...you're really, really big."
 
"Fuck, thanks cutie. Your hand feels really good. Can't believe how wet you are" remarked Tyrell, biting his lip as Anaise fished his cock out of his fly and started stroking him. Tyrell was rock hard in seconds, his shaft a darker shade and throbbing with about eight inches for Anaise to enjoy.

"Let's get these off" he whispered, hooking his fingers into the hem of her panties and starting to slide them down her legs so he could get better access to her soaking slit. He continued to pepper her neck with teasing kisses, returning his hand to between her thighs right away and slipping two fingers inside her.

"I'm really glad you came too" he said with a little chuckle, smiling down at Anaise before capturing her lips again with a heated kiss, curling his fingers inside her as he began to thrust them between her walls more quickly, hearing the slick sound and moaning into her mouth as Tyrell's cock throbbed with pleasure.
 
Anaise marveled at the size of his cock. The heat of it against her palm, the weight in her hand, and the darker skin of his cock. All of it was making her even more wet, something that Tyrell commented on as he slipped his digits between her lips and into her folds.

"Aahhn..." Anaise moaned aloud at the sudden intrusion. "God that feels good...!" She whimpered as her folds gripped his fingers, textured walls rubbing back and forth against his digits, squeezing and groping them. She couldn't help but smile rather dreamily, and just in time as his lips captured hers. His fingers curled inside of her, rubbing back and forth against her more sensitive areas, making her whimper and moan into his mouth.

Despite the sensory overload, her hand didn't give him any less attention. She pumped his cock in her grasp, fingers delicately running over the tip every now and again. She squeezed him occasionally, her hand stroking him from base to tip.
 
"Oh yeah, I'm definitely gonna catch up with you after this" moaned Tyrell, feeling her skilled hands around his big hard cock as he throbbed and twitched at every touch.

Her pussy felt amazing too, so slick and warm as she hugged his fingers, slipping them in and out of her faster now.

"I don't think I ever got your name by the way" he said, breaking the kiss and smiling down at Anaise as he thrust a third finger inside her, hearing the slick sound of her tight succubus pussy being toyed with
 
"Hnngh..!" Anaise whimpered again, the folds of her pussy collapsing around his fingers. Now that he'd added a third, she could feel herself about to come any time soon, and the build up was killing her. Her hand worked faster, stroking him more and more.

She looked up at him, face flushed and eyes lidded, her lips apart as she tried to catch her breath. "A-ahh...My name i-is...Anaise...!" Her hand on his chest gripped his shirt, and her walls clamped down on his digits. A torrent of her juices rushed from her sex, soaking his fingers and his palm as she came, eyes closing shut all the way and a silent moan leaving her throat. "I'm cumming...!" A hushed cry escaped her, her hips rocking against his hand.
 
"Oh yeah? Anaise. Cute name for a cute girl" said Tyrell, thrusting three fingers into Anaise's soaking pussy faster and harder as it was clear she was going to cum. She announced it too, Tyrell curling them inside her as he figured he'd hit a particularly sweet spot before Anaise flooded his fingers and hand in her wetness and came quietly, grinding her hips against him. Tyrell continued to stroke inside her walls until he was sure she'd ridden it all out, sliding out of her soaked pussy and groaning as his cock remained hard and his own climax unfinished.

"You wouldn't mind finishing me off, would you?" he asked, indicating his stiff ebony rod to her as he took a step back, clearly hopeful Anaise would get down on her knees for him. "Less mess that way" he said, giving her a cheeky grin, as he proposed she use her mouth to finish him off instead of her hand.
 
IT wasn't just his fingers, but the way that he was talking to her. So sweet, so flirty. His fingers helped her to ride out her orgasm, combining with his tone to make her climax all the more intense. She took a moment to recollect herself, her grasp cock even weakening as she became a little too wrapped up in her own release. By the time it was over, he'd motioned to his stiff, black cock, and she felt embarrassed and bad for having stopped.

"O-oh, of course," Flustered, she nodded her head and slid off the roof of the car. She slowly descended to her knees, sitting gently on the garage floor, his cock hovering just above her face. He'd done good by her, so she was going to go out of her way to make sure he had a good time as well.

She pressed her lips against the head of his cock, kissing the slit before she opened her mouth, her hot breath washing over his skin. Then she slowly pushed her head forward, his cock disappearing into her mouth. She continued on slowly, letting his cock glide against her tongue and then down her throat until her lips made contact with his pelvis. She looked up at him, before slowly pulling back, just before the head slipped from her mouth, and began to bob her head forward and back in a steady rhythm.
 
Tyrell grinned appreciatively as Anaise slid off the hood of the car and down onto her knees. He moaned as Anaise pressed her lips to his head and giving it a kiss before she opened wide and he trembled upon feeling her breath against the sensitive tip. Then she swallowed him down, sliding into her mouth and began to bob her horned head up and down on him. Tyrell moaned louder, eyes closing and his cock twitching as he it seemed she'd already worked up plenty and he probably wasn't going to last very long.

"Fuck, you're taking it so deep. Most girls can't take all of me" he said, placing a hand on her blue haired-head and marvelling at how easily Anaise could swallow him down, lips touching the base of his shaft and looking up at him for his approval, which Anaise was certainly getting. She was bobbing up and down on him steadily, Tyrell running his fingers through her hair as he began to work his hips and groaning more and more.

Finally he screwed his eyes shut and let out a deep groan, Anaise feeling his dark cock throb before pent up ropes of his cum began to fill her mouth, the succubus getting the taste of the third man who wasn't her boyfriend in just one week. Tyrell made sure to milk himself dry before sliding from her lips with a wet pop, smiling down at her as he offered a hand to help Anaise up. He grabbed their discarded alco-pop drinks and handed hers back. "For the taste. Unless you like it? I don't know if it's different for you, you know with the..." he said, trailing off as he gestured to her horns and tail.
 
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