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veronica groaned loudly, limbs flopping carelessly onto her bed, eyes fixed on nothing in particular. her arm lazily stroked her bed, knocking off the small miscellaneous items until she heard them all clatter to the floor. sharp inhale and then a heavy exhale, she grabbed a pillow and pulled it over her face, another guttural groan escaping. her mind was a mess, and there was no way she could sort it.
there was books to be studied, games to be played, friends to call. but none seemed appealing to her at the moment. no, the only thing she could focus on was the constant throbbing between her legs. she could feel her face growing warm, no doubt a faint blush crept it's way over, which only added to her frustration.
her current dry spell had lasted a few weeks, damn near a few months if she really thought about it. since her last encounter with jd which resulted in passionate hate sex and her flipping him off as she clambered down the drainpioe outside his window, she had yet to be touched by anybody. she couldn't go back to him, since she made it very clear that that was the last time they'd roll around in the hay together.
her own hand and imagination wasn't even enough to satisfy her anymore, even if she was knuckle deep in herself, if she straddled and humped her pillow, she craved it to be someone else.
she refused to consider anyone else in westerburg, as the people there were unappealing to her, assholes or a combination of the two. the guys were twats and asshats, and the girls were boycrazy and bitchy. and she didn't know or care about anybody from any other schools.
so her choices were slim to none. she couldn't consider any of her friends because she only saw them as just that. doing anything more would feel somewhat immoral in a way she couldn't explain.
the pillow was thrown from her face to somewhere off the bed, it hitting whatever it was with a pathetic thud. if only the heavens could bestow upon her something to get her off, to satisfy her. sure it was a ridiculous thought, but at this point she would revert back to christianity if god decided to throw her a bone here.
"my my, aren't you a sight."
veronica bolted upright, eyes wide as she scanned her room. was there an intruder and veronica hasn't noticed due to being wrapped up in her own hormonal crisis? or maybe she was hallucinating, that was another viable option.
"h- hello?" she dumbly called out, swinging her legs over the edge of her bed, hand reaching underneath her bed to retrieve the baseball bat her father gave her as a child. she held it tightly in her hand, lightly stepping towards the closet. she had no clue where the voice was coming from, so she figured that the closet was the best place to start.
she held her breath, swinging the doors open, brandishing the bat but finding nothing but her clothes. a laugh came from behind her, and her head whipped around.
"well, that's no way to treat a guest, is it?"
one long leg folded over the other, a smile with all sharp pearly whites on display, ruby eyes glinting with mischief. long, soft looking golden curls cascaded down her head, a section of her hair tied into a small ponytail with a red scrunchie holding it in place. a pair of two little horns could be seen peaking out.
the bedroom window was locked, and there wasn't any sign of any type of force entry, her bedroom door was old and would often squeak in protest whenever anybody was to come in and out. she had no idea how this stranger- this beautiful strangers, mind you- managed to get inside.
veronica didn't even have words, the grip on her bat loosening till the thing clattered usessly on the floor. her parents were out of the house, so she didn't need to worry about anybody bursting in.
this mysterious woman was a sight to behold, truly.
her attire was damn near scandalous, a black tube top and short red skirt that barely left anything to the imagination, a red lace shawl was draped across her shoulders giving the faint illusion of decency. black polished heels were on her feet.
"holy shit," veronica muttered, the intruder seemingly pleased with rendering her speechless. the brunette shook her head, defenses up. "who are you and how the fuck did you get in here?"
she tried to sound authoritative, but the women kept that goddamn smirk, veronica hated how it affected her, her voice wavering slightly.
"that isn't important right now," she mused, those eyes boring holes into veronica's very being. "what's important is that you summoned me here. so what the hell do you want?"
veronica's brow furrowed together, remaining by her wardrobe, watching as the woman stayed on her bed. she did even bother to look at veronica, instead focusing on reapplying her crimson lipstick in a small compact mirror. veronica's eyes were trained on those lips, plump and so damn kissable.
"i didn't- what are you talking about?" at this point the fear that was once there melted away into confusion. she was sure that she should call the police, that was standard protocol, but something told her that they wouldn't be very useful.
the woman huffed, foot tapping as she started to grow annoyed. this was when veronica noticed a thin red tail peaking behind her, flicking about as she got more and more frustrated.
"god, you are annoying, thank god you're cute." the woman moved her golden bangs from her eyes
veronica yelled in defense, hands on her hip, eyes narrowing, although her cheeks flushed from the compliment. the woman rolled her eyes.
"looks like i have to spell it out for you, then." she sighed, getting to her feet. she was tall, at least 6 feet. she sauntered over to veronica, a manicured finger placed on her chin as she tilted her head up. "you asked for god to throw you a bone, and so he did. and i am one hell of a bone."
when she still saw the confused face of veronica, she signed. "i could hear those little desperate pleas of yours, and thus you summoned me."
veronica felt her heart quicken, seeing how the lady's eyes raked over her body, dripping with desire. she bit her own lip, suddenly feeling her clothes were suffocating her.
"it had been a while and i needed my fill, and as luck would have had it, i came to you." her hand lightly squeezed her face, moving it this way and that, taking in her features. "and i must say, for a greasy little nobody, you are a sight for sore eyes."
veronica let out a frivolous snort. sure she was aware she had a nice face, but her outfit consisting of a faded tom and jerry jumper, boxers that were a few sizes too big and mismatched fluffy socks as well as her short bob half crammed into a blue hairtye, she was unequivocally a mess.
"now," her hand trailed gently along her jaw, veronica's breathing hitched slightly. "i don't have all day for this."
"do i at least get a name for you?" if she was going to be going through with this (and she was because she couldn't be bothered to question it anymore) she at the very least thought she deserved to know her name.
"heather." she answered plainly. "now shut up."
veronica's eyes fluttered closed as she leaned into the kiss, hands snaking up into her hair. she nipped at her bottom lip, her kiss becoming sloppier by the second. it was clear heather wasn't expecting it, but she didn't seem to mind.
their play was a wordless fight for command. and it was a fight heather seemed to be losing.
veronica grinned, mouthing wet kisses along her jaw, her hand roaming around her body. her fingers were splayed out before gripping tightly upon heather's ass, hearing the almost adorable squeak come from the woman's mouthing.
they stumbled from the wardrobe to the bed, veronica breaking from the feverish kiss, watching as heather tried to chase it. the pair looked into one another's eyes, before heather was promptly shoved down. a retort was on her lips, but veronica swiftly shushed her.
"you're too bossy," she said in between kisses, peppering her skin with kisses and deep hickeys, straddling her waist. "i'm the one in charge, got it heather?"
veronica's glare was intense, the pure hunger in her eyes was something heather hadn't seen in a while. the hairtye was pulled out, the jumper thrown off, revealing her chest to the woman. she ground her hips downwards, her brow raised as she could feel something underneath her swell.
a smile tugged at the corner of her mouth, the kisses starting to go down. her hand was between heather's legs while her mouth was at her chest, palming her through her underwear. heather groaned, feeling as her free hand unbuttoned the pathetic excuse of a top, her mouth drawn instantly to her perky breasts. veronica's palm was heavy and rough, digging into her crotch, the bulge growing. heather's whimpers were slowly turning into pleas for her to be touched, curses of frustrated filth barely slipping past her lips.
she let out a particularly beautiful cry as she felt the softness of veronica's younger swirl around a nipple, teeth lightly biting against the tender things, her hand on her crotch still refusing to slip past her panties. veronica was enjoying this, having this boastful woman at her mercy.
she sunk to her knees off the bed, heather propping herself up on her elbows, pupils blown and softly panting. veronica spread her legs wide, refusing to break eye contact. her fingere curled around her panties pulling them down in a single flourish, watching her throbbing erection sprung free. the tip was almost painfully red, precum slowly trickling from the tip.
she firmly grasped it, heather flopping back as wanton moans slipped from her lips. heather was not small by any means, veronica swallowed in anticipation. her mouth slowly slid around it, giving herself the chance to adjust. it was a slight strain on her jaw, but after a few moments, she adjusted. her breathing was even as she took more of her length into her mouth, head slowly bobbing up and down in a steady rhythm which had heather moaning her name like it was a pretty melody.
heather was completely undone, her hips bucking into the warmth of veronica's mouth. she cried out, feeling as veronica swallowed around her, her legs quivered as she hummed low moans, the vibration travelling through her body. veronica pulled out till the tip only remained, her tongue dragging along the underside as she did so, before swallowing her length once again.
she took in more this time, feeling the slight brush of heather's golden pubes tickling the tip of her nose. a hand was woven in with her short brown locks, gripping tightly. she welcomed the slight pain, to wrapped up on blowing heather to even care about anything else. she was a dream come to life, her eyes slipping closed as she was content.
heather hadn't realised she was close until she suddenly erupted, her warn seed spilling down the back of veronica's throat to which she swallowed every drop she was given. her tongue swirled around until overstimulation started to settle in, feeling heather underneath her squirming in discomfort. she pulled off of her dick with an obscene pop, the trail of spit and cuz connecting her to her dick thinning out with a lazy smile. and god, the sight alone was enough for heather to need round two, her once softening cock filling out in her hand again.
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heather didn't believe it was this good to give up control. with any other pathetic mortal she would visit, they'd worship the ground she walked on, she could use them for whatever she demanded. she was the one who gave the orders, no matter how big or bad her partner would try to be.
and yet here she was, face first into a pillow as this girl's hips snapped into her. the toy she wore wasn't forgiving, heather mewling as it was thrusts deep inside. her hand were pulled behind her back, held in veronica's surprisingly strong grip, her free hand lightly stroking the base of her tail which flickered in delight. somehow veronica figured out she was sensitive there, chuckling as with evey swipe of her thumb cause the most pleasant of whines to slip from the succubus' throat.
the brunette had never done anything quite like this with anyone, although similar ideas floated around with jd only for him to back out at the last second. sure, she couldn't feel the squeeze of heather around the silicone toy, hearing the obscene slaps of their bodies together, seeing as heather's hands balled into fists, seeing her writhe beneath her was breathtakingly. she could feel herself growing wetter by the second, her pace relentless as she wastes no time.
heather groaned, mind a fucked out haze. her cock bobbed with every thrust, and heather was desperate for something, anything to relieve the pressure. but with how veronica angled her hips, she was unable to get any of the friction she needed. it was almost as if veronica wanted her to cum from the toy alone. she couldn't, she was a succubus, but that wasn't her area of magic.
“you look so pretty like this,” veronica cooed, releasing her grip to grab whole of those perfect, curvaceous hips, driving each time into her tender prostate. “moaning my name and that. you love getting your pretty was founded and fucked raw, don't you, huh?”
heather moaned in response. “you're such a cock hungry slut, aren't ya? don't want you going to anyone else, because nobody can fuck you as good as me, isn't that right?” she watched as her head nodded wearily, her eyes were half closed as a thin trail of drool dribbled from the corner of her mouth.
veronica decided to be generous, her hand reaching over and wrapping around her aching cock, stroking in time with her thrusts. she leaned close to her ear. “chm for me, baby. i wanna see you come for me, precious.”
those seemed to be the words that did the trick, because moments later, veronica saw streaks of white coating the bed below her. the sheets were ruined, no doubt about it, but she did care less. she slid out of heather, discarding the strap somewhere on the floor.
she took moment, checking in with heather who quickly told her she was fine. she then rolled the woman onto her back, discarding her undergarments and climbing atop of the succubus. heather's erection was still rock hard, and veronica had yet to get off yet.
her hands were at either side of heather, groaning softly as she slid her sopping sex down onto heather's cock. the pair of them let out a soft groan, veronica's eyes closing as she had to adjust around the length. she thought that her mouth was bad, but she could hardly move on heather. she was big.
slowly, her hips rolled in soft circles, grinding down on her dick, a goofy half grin invading her face, her eye opened a fraction to see heather throwing her head back, brow knitted in pure bliss, mouth slack. she took her time, but she came to a soft rhythm, heather's hips meeting with veronica in the middle as she slowly yet tenderly fucked herself on her dick.
veronica couldn't help but gave at heather's feather light touch, one hand situated on her hip as she guided herself up and down, the other squishing veronica's supple breast, tweaking her nipple, rolling it around between the pads of her fingertips and watching as veronica whimpered, riding up and down her dick.
heather was finally able to get a good look at veronica in a state of bliss. eyes closed, moans wanton, a thin sheen of sweat glistening across her body, the late afternoon light making her look like a painting. heather wasn't sure what the feeling she held was, but she was at the very least sure it was different from the usual lust she had.
veronica fucked back onto her dick till it hurt, and even still she didn't have any fucks to give. the burning feeling of heather's palms on her skin, the gentle touches set fireworks off on her body. words flower freely from her mouth, but the words never made sense. and she didn't care.
the once rough fucking divulged into s tender sense of lovemaking,and neither party knew nor cared why. their bodies just moved in beautiful cadancy with one another, no coherent were spoken but paragraphs were said between touches.
soon their movements got erratic, hetsjers hips stuttering as veronica leaned down and smashed their lips together, veronica's body nearly going limp as she felt the warmth of heather inside her, draining as much as she could into her, the pair staying like that until it grew uncomfortable.
however, instead of clearing up, heather pushed veronica up and off of her, slinking down between her legs and gently prying them open.
“you're not going anywhere until you cum, darling.” the task of heather's voice sent shivers through her spine, watching as the blonde dipped down, body shuddering as she licked a stripe against her leaking sex, the unique flavors of them both mingling on heather's tongue.
veronica's hands flew to heather's curls, hips grinding lightly a faint her skilled tongue. it ran against the tender yet neglected clit and veronica had ended up letting the most dazzling of noises.
she lapped up the juices, making small appreciative hums as she revels in the sweet and salty taste of them both. a sloppy chants of “yes heather” and “more heather” urged her on, veronica wrapping her legs around her head and pushing her even deeper into her pussy caught her dicks attention.
“i’m go- gonna cum-” she barely got the words out of her as her body trembled over her blissful orgasm, heather tongue-fucking her pussy until she was satisfied.
veronica was a mess, and so was heather. she stood at the foot of the bed watching as veronica lay motionless, content, the dopey grim only widening across. heather was more energised than earlier, her clothes were in need to fixing however.
heather didn't normally do this, but she figured it was the least she could do. she hooked her arms around veronica, the surprisingly light woman settling in her arms as she carried her to the bathroom, which was luckily next door.
a gentle wiping dowm of her sticky body, quickly changing her clothes, all while the drained brunette babbled praise toward her. she was settled back into bed, an unfamiliar yet welcome smile etched onto her face. she didn't want leave, but she had things to do.
heather turned her back to veronica, a smile graced her face. the brunette was almost out of it.
“until next time, i'm always at your service.”
and with that, she was gone.