I Took A Succubus's First Time

"Hina-san… Is it okay here…?"

Kouhei's voice was hushed, barely a whisper, but laced with tension. His cock, flushed red and twitching with anticipation, rested right at the tight, puckered entrance of Hina's ass. The tip nudged gently, seeking entrance like a key at the lock.

Hina shivered from the contact, her breath hitching at the way the warmth of his cock pressed against such a sensitive spot.

"Well… it's your verdict, Kouhei," she murmured, her tone sultry but daring. "You can wreck me in whatever way you want."

That single line was all Kouhei needed to hear. He braced himself and pushed forward, but just as the head of his cock made contact, it slipped off, gliding along the soft skin beneath with a slick, teasing trail.

"Hehehe…" Hina let out a low, mischievous laugh, her voice vibrating with amusement. "Here, Kouhei…" she whispered.

She reached between them with both hands, wrapping her fingers around the base of his cock, guiding it with practiced care. The thick head returned to her waiting hole, her fingers pressing gently to line him up perfectly with her tight ring.

"Now… go."

With his cock back in position, Kouhei exhaled and began to push in. Slowly. Carefully. Her rear clenched around him on instinct, but he was patient. The tight sphincter gradually gave way to his pressure, parting bit by bit to let him in.

"Hng…!"

Hina's whole body jolted. The thick girth of his cock began to sink into her ass, stretching her slowly, almost lovingly. Every inch that entered her forced a soft gasp or breathy moan from her lips. Her ass, untouched by anyone but him, yielded for Kouhei alone. It had been shaped to mold around him, as if her body recognized him as the only one allowed in.

But even so, that forbidden feeling—of being filled in a place so taboo—shot an electric thrill up her spine.

"Ahh… Haaa~... Haa…"

Her breath came in soft, shaky waves, the air leaving her lungs like she'd been knocked breathless. Her body leaned back instinctively, head lolling until the back of her skull pressed against his shoulder, seeking support.

Then, with heavy-lidded eyes, she looked up at him.

"Are you okay, Hina-san?" Kouhei asked softly, concern flickering in his voice.

Hina shut her eyes and nodded once, lips parting slightly.

"Yes," she whispered. "I'm ready. You can move now, Kouhei."

That was all he needed. With a firmer grip on her thighs, Kouhei pulled her hips down onto him, then drove his cock upward into her ass with a single, slow thrust.

"Hik…!"

Hina's mouth dropped open as a sharp cry spilled out. The sensation was immediate and overwhelming. The pressure. The fullness. Her ass clamped down instinctively, yet welcomed him all the same. A tremor rolled through her entire body, from her toes to her scalp, her nerves lighting up from the inside.

As Kouhei pulled out, she felt every ridge, every vein dragging along her sensitive walls. Then—he slammed back in, a little harder.

"Nnnhhhaaa…!"

Her eyes flew open wide, her jaw trembling. There was no cervix to halt his advance, nothing to stop him from plunging as deep as her body allowed. And that just meant one thing—he could go even deeper than before.

Soon, his hips were moving in rhythm. His cock pistoned in and out of her slick, clenching ass, each thrust more confident, more commanding than the last.

"Ahnn, ahh, ahh, ahh… My butt… it's on fire…! It feels good~...! Ahhn, ahh, ahhnn, ahh, ah, ahh, ahhh…!"

The words tumbled from her lips without thought, raw and breathless. At this point, Hina realized something terrifyingly blissful—getting her ass pounded like this felt too good. So good it was dangerous. Addictive. She could get hooked on it. Crave it.

"Ahhnn, ahh, ahh, ahhh…! Ahhh…! It feels good…! Ahhn, ah, ahh, ahh, ahh, ahhnn…!"

With every slam of his cock, her mind blanked out more and more. The difference between this and normal sex was like night and day. Her ass was flooding her with a foreign kind of pleasure—sharp, intense, forbidden—and that difference was exactly why her brain was exploding with it.

"Ahhn, ahh, ahh, ahh…! It feels so good… I can't… Ahhh! If you're that rough with me, my ass will… ahhnnn, ahhh, ahhh…! My ass will be wrecked and won't close…!"

It was a ridiculous fear. She knew it. Her body could take it. But even so—

"You don't have to worry, Hina-san," Kouhei growled low into her ear. "I'll plug it up for you forever with my penis."

That line—so crude, so bold—sent her over the edge.

"What… Ahhh, ahh, ahh… What a bold way to say you want to fuck my ass forever… Ahnn, hnngg, ahh, ahh, ahh…!"

Something inside her snapped. Her body flushed red with heat, the pleasure climbing faster than she could contain it. Her ass, her mind, her whole being was teetering on the edge of something uncontrollable.

"Ahhh, ahh…! I'm… I'm… Ahh, ahhh, ahh… N-No… I feel… Something's… Something's coming…"

That pressure inside her swelled, threatening to burst.

"Ah… Ahhh, ahhh…! It's coming…! Ahhnnn! Ah…!"

And then—

"Cummingggggggggggggggg…!"

She shattered. Her orgasm hit like a wave crashing down, ripping through her from the inside out. Her body convulsed, her hole tightening and spasming around his cock. And with it—her control slipped. Her bladder gave in during the climax, and a hot, golden stream poured out of her, splashing messily in the middle of her pleasure.

The golden shower burst from Hina's trembling pussy in a high, arched stream, splashing messily against the motel bed's crisp sheets. The clear sound of liquid hitting fabric filled the room, briefly overpowering the creaking bed. It was a vulgar, filthy mess—but neither of them cared. Maybe it would be a problem later. Maybe housekeeping would report it, or the motel would charge them extra. But right now, none of that mattered. Kouhei and Hina were lost in the chaos of their lust, and they were nowhere near finished.

Hina's body, still twitching from the aftershocks of her orgasm, was already being used again—this time with Kouhei's cock slamming into her tight ass with powerful, unrelenting thrusts. Her legs trembled with every motion, but she still held the massaging wand in her hand, pressing it hard against her swollen pussy. The motel-provided toy buzzed violently on her soaked folds, the head slick with arousal. It sent ripples of pleasure through her already oversensitive body.

Kouhei's fingers dug into the meat of her thighs, pulling her hips into his thrusts with a savage rhythm. The wet slaps of skin against skin echoed in the room, each thrust causing her body to jerk forward from the force.

"Ahhh… uu… uuuu… uh…"

Hina moaned, her voice raw and fragmented, her tongue hanging out of her mouth like a bitch in heat. Saliva dripped slowly from the tip, trailing down to her chin as her lips formed a loose, open circle. She wasn't forming words anymore—just incoherent, gasping sounds as her mind was steadily drowned in pleasure.

The dual stimulation—the deep, relentless pounding into her ass and the violent vibrations from the wand on her pussy—was more than enough to break any rational thought left in her. Her toes curled. Her fingers twitched. Her back arched. Even a succubus would've succumbed to this level of mind-fucking euphoria.

Kouhei shifted again. He wanted more. He needed deeper.

He wrapped his arms under her thighs and pulled her upward. His hands slid to the back of her knees, locking her into place. Her spine curled, her knees were pulled up beside her head, and her back was pressed tightly against his chest. He held her folded in half, suspended in the air, as he slammed his cock even deeper into her ass in this depraved position. His grip was firm, almost possessive, as he fucked her like she was nothing but his personal fleshlight.

"Uuu… ughh… uuu… hnn… u…"

Hina whimpered, her voice barely human. Her eyes were rolled back, her pupils vanished beneath her eyelids. Her entire body quaked, suspended in his arms, helpless under the intensity of the moment.

She'd already climaxed multiple times. Her pussy clenched with every pulse of pleasure, juices spilling messily down her inner thighs. Eventually, the wand slipped from her fingers, falling with a dull thud onto the sheets as her grip gave out from the overwhelming orgasms.

Her face was flushed crimson, mouth agape, drool trailing down her cheek. Her dazed, fucked-out expression looked more and more ruined by the second. Her moans had become grotesque and erratic—no longer the cries of a woman in pleasure, but the raw, ragged noise of someone teetering on the edge of being mentally shattered.

"Uuu… haaa… ahhh, ahh, hhhh… uuu… hhhiii… hhhnnn… ah, s-something… cumming…! Cumming…!"

Her voice cracked into a scream, and then her pussy exploded again—another violent golden stream shooting out in spurts, splashing over the sheets, and her own trembling thighs. The sheer intensity of it pushed Kouhei to his limit. His thrusts faltered for a split second before he let out a deep, primal grunt and finally came, his cock twitching violently as he erupted inside her ass. Thick, white-hot cum poured into her, spilling deeper than ever before, painting the insides of her belly with every spurt.

The world went quiet for a moment. Only the sound of their heaving breaths remained.

Hina's release gradually slowed, her trembling easing as the golden stream finally dribbled to a stop. The room reeked of sweat, sex, and something far filthier.

They collapsed onto the bed, bodies tangled, skin slick with sweat and fluids. Their chests rose and fell in unison, mouths agape, panting like they'd just run a marathon. This had been different—rougher, messier, more intense than anything they'd ever done before.

Eventually, the fatigue caught up to them. Kouhei's eyes fluttered shut, his breathing slowing. Drained and satisfied, he slipped into unconsciousness, leaving the room soaked in silence and sex.