The wet, slurpy sounds grew louder and sloppier. Kowalski's moans rose above them before tailing off in an exhausted rattle. Then...
Bate heard the clicking sounds of the succ's high heels against the stone floor. She rounded the pillar and turned to face him. Was it his imagination or had the pale round globes of her boobs grown even bigger since he'd last seen her? It didn't matter that she wasn't human. Those twin bulges triggered a powerful surge of arousal in his groin. She crouched down and smiled sluttily up at Bate. Her hands were covered in shiny black gloves. She stroked one hand up his cock and it swelled out rigid like an iron bar. Her other hand pulled down her top and let her big tits flop out.
Bate spat on her face. With his arms and legs currently trapped within the meat wall it was all the defiance he could muster.
The she-demon smiled up at him. She licked the spittle off her face with a tongue as black as the lingerie she was wearing. It wasn't just the color of her tongue that was off. Bate thought he saw the end open up, like the blind maw of a leech or maw. Only briefly, easy enough to miss, but Bate had seen it.
Not that it mattered to his raging hard-on.
The succ slid Bate's cock between her big slutty tits. Being wedged between her big soft boobs felt even better than the soft caress of her hand. Her skin was warm and silky smooth, and her boobs felt like big soft pillows. The succ pressed them together and they smothered his cock completely. She looked up at him with her smoldering slutty eyes and started to tittyfuck him. She pressed her hands into the sides of her swollen breasts and lifted them up and down, rubbing that sensually smooth skin against Bate's bulging cock. Her lips pouted in a wanton pout as she switched to alternating her up and down movements, jostling Bate's member between her flesh cushions. The movement and the feel of her tits turned Bate on even more. He felt like he was heating up all over.
Squeeze. Rub. Plump plump. Jiggle.
Bate's temperature kept rising. His balls felt tight and itchy.
They made you want to come. They made it so good it felt like you had no other purpose in life but to come.
The scarlet imps watched like creepy children out of a horror or science fiction film. Bate barely noticed they were there. The succ pressed her tits together around his cock and a cracked moan escaped his lips.
The succ's mouth opened and her tongue fell out, and kept falling. It was long, far too long. It was black and shiny like a leech, and with a gaping maw at the end like the mouth of a leech as well. A mouth within mouth. The inner one dilated like it was tasting the air.
Her tongue kept reeling out of her mouth like a snake slithering from a cave. It was long enough to reach all the way down to her breasts. There, it wormed down into her cleavage. Bate felt it sucking on the end of his cock. It stretched and engulfed first his glans and then the rest of his penis. He felt the muscular walls grip him as her tongue covered him like a warm living sheath.
"Now she's going to suck you all up," one of the imps said, her eyes shining in expectation.
The succ pressed her tits together and started jiggling them again. Her tongue flexed and squeezed so that it felt like continuous rings of pressure were rolling up his shaft.
Sucking on him.
The heat in Bate—the tension in his balls—grew unbearable. He let out a loud moan as his hips bucked and he spurted cum up the narrow tube of her long flexible tongue. He heard wet noises as she sucked it up. The wet noises intensified and with it the suction.
Bate tipped his head back as another ejaculation erupted from him in a white burst of pleasure. The succubus kept plumping her tits against his cock. Her tongue kept tugging on him with muscular squeezes. Kept sucking.
A third ejaculation burst from Bate. A fourth. His head thrashed from side to side as he was lost in thrall to the pleasure she was giving him. A fifth. A sixth. He fancied they were travelling up her tongue in little bulges, dragged out of him like a string of precious pearls.
Seven. Eight. Nine.
So many Bate could no longer keep count. They all rolled into one continuous flow of pleasure up her gulping tongue. His cries and sighs rose to a peak and then terminated in a final weak rattle as the succubus sucked up the last of him.
She retracted her tongue, stood up and moved onto the next one.
"Wait. Go back to the start."
"The moment the squad was able to fire their guns."
"Oh right, the moment the dimensional phenomenon passed."
"What else happened then?"
"Squad-Sergeant Henry Dunlop ran a succubus through with a piece of steel rebar. Then Specialist Benjamin Hicks and the other members of the squad opened fire and—"
"What is it?"
"A thought. No, it's probably nothing. Unless... But how? Hmm, I need to think about this. You can go now."