New Life As A Lewd Futanari Succubus

The instant that the girthy cock tail thrust deep into Luna’s ass, her mind cracked. The momentary, split-second calm was blown away by a storm of sensations that felt as if they tore her body into countless pieces.

Luna’s cock—trained to respond to sadistic pleasure and demeaning humiliation—instantly hardened from the deepest thrusts past all normality, and grew three extra inches within Cella’s esophagus, further locking their cock-pinned sixty-nine position, never to be separated.

“GHRhrughl?!” Cella gagged and her stomach churned. Her body coiled when the long meat pole suddenly stiffened inside her body, skewering her from mouth to stomach. She felt the tip of Luna’s cock approach her abdomen, mere inches away from her stomach.

Even Cella’s body seemed to have limits, and she would have vomited from such sudden harsh escalation had the path inside her not been plugged shut. Only tiny bubbles of spit could escape the corners of her mouth while her eyes bulged from the abuse she wished for.

Cella’s other holes clamped tightly around the two cocks that kept pounding her from the other sides. The cock goddess felt the tightening and licked her lips with satisfaction. Her thrust into the slim masochistic futa bunny’s ass created a wonderful chain reaction through all their bodies. It fed them in an endless feedback loop of pain and pleasure, and the goddess kept on thrusting with her three cocks into both futa bunnies, getting high on fucking the interlocked, spasming and gagging futa ouroboros.

And Luna wasn’t nearly done. On her back, beneath Cella’s triple-penetrated twitching body, she thrust again and again, driven by some demonic desire to thrust as deep into any tight hole her cock could fit in, mirroring the deep filling that she received. As if Luna’s pussy no longer even existed, her futa cock seemed to respond only to the fucking of her ass. Her cock practically moved on its own as it thrust again and again and again, abusing the entire length of Cella’s esophagus.

Luna’s lower body practically pinned in place by mighty cock that explored the depths of her bowels. What moved Luna’s cock were the writhing motions and convulsions of Luna’s body under such assault from all sides. She could not control it, nor was she even aware of the extent of her body’s writhing, oxygen-deprived convulsions. Her mind dissolved into the sparkling fireworks of pleasure, ceding her body to anyone who would have it, as long as they abused her more and finally gave the orgasm she was willing to die for.

In her madness, Luna increasingly felt as if the cock inside her ass would thrust all the way to her stomach at any second now, and Luna felt the animalistic urge to do the same to the living fucktoy her cock was inside of.

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry!” a part of Luna’s submissive mind cried, though she felt no remorse whatsoever giving in to the pleasure of skewering her big-titty futa friend. Each of Luna’s “Sorry!” thoughts was accompanied by an even deeper thrust and growth of her cock until it finally broke into Cella’s stomach directly.

“YESSSSSS!!!!” Luna’s cheer was greater than that of a virgin boy sticking his thing inside a girl for the very first time.

Luna would’ve howled had her own mouth and throat not been plugged by Cella’s throbbing cock. It was so wrong—Cella was her goddess, her everything mere minutes ago; Luna was nothing and deserved nothing. Luna certainly didn’t deserve to use the body of her goddess as a cheap, discardable meat sleeve for her overgrown dick to skewer. But it just felt too good to stop. Maybe if she abused her goddess more, if she thrust even deeper, maybe then she would finally be able to cum?

Maybe if I thrust even deeper… Luna suddenly imagined fucking Cella all the way through and seeing her cock on the other side. Covered in Cella’s fluids… Wet… Sloppy… Delicious!! It did not matter to Luna that such a thing was impossible, if nothing else but for the fact, that all remaining exits out of Cella’s body were already taken by a higher being that gifted them this depravity.

But Luna’s cracked mind cared not for basic bunnykin anatomy. Her tongue danced around Cella’s cock inside her mouth, responding to Luna’s thrusts with wonderful mini thrusts and throbs of its own. And suddenly, Luna started imagining that it was her own cock she slurped and gagged on. An imaged formed in her mind that she already thrust through Cella’s body and ended up deepthroating herself all the way through her friend’s body.

Animalistic sounds escaped Luna’s lungs as the lost futa bunny embraced her fantasy and started thrusting her cock and bobbing her head in a rhythm of a true self-deepthroater who used her friend’s body as a sleeve to keep her overgrown cock warm and pleasured.

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