A Succubus's Even Bigger Mistake 02

Last, but certainly not least, was the largest of the group - in multiple ways! Destiny flanked the other three, her hands on her wide hips, Chastity instantly discerning that she could see a bit of the dark-skinned futa's ass from the front, like people could with hers; it made sense, Destiny weighing a bit more than the rest of her group, the extra fat spread evenly throughout her tall frame. Also a good few years older than Clarissa, her face had creases and worn marks that came from being in the middle of her life, her beauty refined rather than youthful. A whole head full of curly black, ribboned hair, her mahogany-hued eyes studying Chastity harshly, her large nose upturned, her plump lips turned to a frown - it was clear she didn't quite approve of the Succubus, but she was here anyway.

And Chastity didn't care either way, her jaw hanging at the other part of the last futa she could see.

Below her long, gray shirt that covered her average-bust and rotund stomach was the biggest set of genitalia Chastity had ever heard of, a package that even put her friends to shame! In her black-pooled eyes, Destiny's junk - that was turning her gray tights translucent from its sheer enormity - was like acting like some sort of fog machine, the heady virility billowing off of it overtaking her companions' own exponentially. That fucking log of cock meat stretched further than her knee, the flared, mushroom-shaped glans creating a second protrusion at the top of her calf; fuck, her balls alone looked as big as Chastity's own head! Just one of the bloated, obese orbs took up as much space as Clarissa's entire endowment, the waistband of her pants pulled away from her body by their incredible girth.

Chastity came once more as she ogled the four futa, a deafening squeal escaping her obscene lips, her fat-filled figure jiggling like she was hit by an earthquake; several eyebrows rose and Emily's grin widened as the Succubus audibly gushed her girl cream onto the studio floor, a pool forming under and spreading out into a murky puddle that encompassed her folded legs. Her head flung backwards as she was racked by the explosive climax, unnaturally-long tongue flopping out of her mouth onto her tits once more, her chest heaving, sending her humongous bust floundering rapidly, slapping against her thick thighs repeatedly. It took her several minutes to recover, the futa in front of her growing increasingly impatient as they waited for her to begin.

The question was who should she start with?

"Jesus Christ," Emily shook her head, "whatever drugs she on I want!"

"You can say that again," Jolene agreed, her breathing heavy, "I'd love to use that for a night of fun with Max."

"Imagine if we all took it before class one night," Emily pondered excitedly, "that would be a Hell of a work out!"

"Now now Emily," Clarissa chastised, Destiny rolling her eyes at the younger pair's comments, "think of the baby."

"Don't remind me..."

Given a chance to try and collect herself, Chastity attempted to decide who to approach first. An obvious answer would be Destiny, her endowment apparently the grandest of all of them, but the one very muddled, logical part of Chastity's brain rallied against this thought; wouldn't it be better to start with someone smaller? They were all way bigger than anything she'd experienced before by many magnitudes, so maybe warming herself up with another futa first would be a smart idea. As she lazily scanned over them again, scarcely able to focus in her lust-burdened state, Chastity made her choice: Emily. She was the first one to approach her after all, and her boldness should be rewarded!

Sliding forward on her knees, the ground beneath her slicked enough with her secretions for her to do so, she placated herself in front of the fittest of the futa. Head level with Emily's engorged stomach, she weakly raised her arms - hands trembling nervously - and snaked her fingers into the waistband of the futa's tight spats. Eyes going wider as she understood that this was the moment she'd been waiting for her entire, eternal life, she moaned again, just being this close to such a monumental appendage enough to nearly bring her to another climax. Fingers shaking, she slowly pulled down Emily's bottoms, quickly finding that she was going to have to yank them off to get them over her massive package.

Hardened, porcelain flesh came into her view first, Emily's crotch hairless and flat. The pants stretched farther over her chiseled hips before they crested her thighs, giving Chastity her first glimpse of the futa's endowment uncovered. Pale as the rest of her, the wide root of her trunk was revealed, almost as thick as a human soda can, dark-colored veins immediately present on the shaft's skin. Gulping, Chastity continued the unveiling, letting Emily's numerous inches of fat cock wave in the open air, her scrotum appearing about halfway down her member. Balls as round and large as apples, the wrinkled sack looked hard-pressed to contain the huge cum-brewers, taut around them. With a last pull she dropped the spats to the futa's ankles, the entirety of Emily's cock bouncing out and against her thighs.

Lords Below it was big!

Even half-hard as it appeared to be, Emily easily outclassed any man she'd ever been with, her endowment closer to something you'd find on a stallion. At least a foot in length, it swayed back and forth in front of Chastity's face, heavily sagging under its own mass, not lifted in the slightest. Uncut, the light-pink crown topping it dripped with precum, the milky liquid looking comparable in consistency to a regular male's full load; this came with its own burst of musk, a gust of steamy pheromones nearly blowing Chastity backwards. Gawking at the pale length of meat that was strewn with ridge-like veins, the Succubus's drool production ramped up as she started to take it into her soft hands.

"Well girls, looks like she picked me first!" Emily gloated, flexing a bulky bicep, "Lucky me!"

"I can wait," Destiny said simply, watching the lurid woman in action, "so don't mind me."

"But like, I can't!" Jolene pouted, taking a step forward, Clarissa chuckling at her young student's outburst. Even if she somehow wasn't able to hear it for some reason, Chastity could feel their desire for her pouring from their bodies; all four of the futa radiated lust, and it was all aimed in her direction. Using this as encouragement, she began to steadily stroke Emily's shaft with both hands, lifting the massive piece of meat in the air and trying to adjust to its immense girth; her long fingers were barely able to wrap around it, her red, pointed-nails only just overlapping. She rotated her hands as she jerked the muscular futa's cock, putting her thousands and thousands years of gained knowledge of the sexual arts to work.

Emily started to moan as the Succubus masturbated her, her previous bravado faltering as she felt her pole get expertly handled. Watching Chastity closely, the futa clenched her fists at her sides, her muscles tightening; the voluptuous woman's hands were so soft, it was like she was being stroked with a hot velvet cloth! Her cock rose quickly, her fit figure allowing blood to pump into it immediately, growing longer and thicker in Chastity's palms, pulses of life flowing through its massiveness. Chastity licked her lips as she worked her arms, Emily staring at her long tongue that seemed to be endless, wondering what it would feel like on her appendage.

She wouldn't have to wonder for long!

Bringing her sweat-dripping features closer to the tip of Emily's monster, Chastity extended her tongue, letting it slide under the futa's shaft. Somewhat hesitantly she lapped at the incredibly warm rod, the top of her tongue pressing into Emily's bulging urethra. The taste was incredible. Rich flavors of drying sexual fluids and salty sweat tingled her taste buds, forcing louder moans out of her, her mouth filling with saliva; Chastity could feel another orgasm approaching simply from the succulent tang of the futa's member. Trying to muffle herself, she wrapped her tongue around Emily's engorging glans, eyes rolling around in her skull as more wet splatters filled the room. Her stroking picked up speed, her previously-held caution forgotten.

"God damn girls, this is fucking amazing!" Emily gasped, reaching out and grabbing a fistful of Chastity's black hair between her horns, "Do you see this shit!?"

"I do," Jolene huffed, moving in front of Clarissa so she was standing next to the Succubus, "And like, I want some too!"

Once her head was finished spinning, Chastity moved to engulf Emily's cockhead, slipping her wrapped-tongue farther down her stiffening massiveness; she was acting on instinct now, doing the one thing her race had been designed to do: please the most virile of cocks in the way only they could! The hold on her hair tightened as she distended her cheeks with the futa's glans, her buxom lips stretched around its fat girth. She began to bob up and down on the fleshy crown, testing how it felt in her mouth and how much she could actually take before she needed to put some effort into it. Groaning above her, Emily rocked her hips in shallow thrusts, tapping her cock against the front of Chastity's throat.

A ruffling from next to her momentarily grabbed her attention.

Tired of waiting, Jolene decided to take matters into her own hands. No longer frightened by the strange woman, the blonde futanari was uncontrollably aroused now instead, and she wanted a piece of the action! Not interested in permission or what Chastity thought - the Succubus having made her desires very clear - she reached into her spats and started pulling out her package, her cheeks red and her face twisted by sexual frustration. After struggling to manage her immense endowment for a few long moments, arduously having to work around her bloated belly, she pulled out her extra genitalia and let it flop out inches away from Chastity's face. The Succubus started choking around the cock in her mouth at the sight of what was now presented to her.

If Chastity thought Emily was big - and she still did, there was no denying it really - Jolene was another level! By this point the fittest futa amongst them's cock had completely erected between her lips, gaining another half a foot or so in length and a decent amount of added girth on top of it, yet Jolene's member was the same size flaccid! Or damn close to it! Chastity's eyes followed it down from Jolene's blonde-hair-tufted crotch past her thighs all the way to the short futa's knees, the vast head bobbing up and down between her slender legs. She almost forgot she was in the middle of sucking a different dick as she ogled in amazement at the other futa's appendage that didn't match the rest of her body at all!

Darker than the rest of her tanned complexion, it was an enormous, obese-looking trunk of throbbing meat that would undoubtedly grow longer than one of the short futa's own arms if Emily's was anything to go by. Thicker than Emily's already, Chastity immediately recognized that she wouldn't be able to meet her fingers around its heft, especially with the gnarly, blue-and-red veins coating it, many of them as long and wide as her thumbs. Also uncut, Jolene's violent red cockhead would struggle to fit between Chastity's lips and it wasn't even hard yet! The thickness was uniform throughout it unlike Emily's dick, which had a slightly bigger head compared to her shaft. How in the Hell did such a small girl possess such a monstrous member!?

Underneath it was scrotum that also dwarfed Emily's. If the built futa she was currently gagging on had a couple of apples between her legs, then Jolene had a pair of healthy melons! Each one was as wide as Chastity's own face and sagged down to right above the blonde's knees, her immense sack stretched long the entire way; despite being stretched so much, the fleshy, hairless bag still looked filled to capacity, the enormous spheres within them pushing out against their container. Chastity could see that Jolene's cum factories were moving on their own, shaking gently against each other, a faint gurgling rumbling through the air - and that wasn't the only thing in the air. As she should have expected, Jolene's unleashed third-leg blasted her with concentrated musk, stinging her eyes and causing them to water, the pungent breeze washing over her.

"Here you go," Jolene's voice was bratty and annoyed, "it's like, more of what you wanted right?"

Lifting her cock up with both hands, Jolene wagged it back and forth in front of the Succubus, her fuckstick's unruly bulk forcing the top half to point south. Mouth still cock-speared, Chastity reached out with her closest hand and grabbed the blonde's member below the flared ridge of her glans, shuddering at how it felt against her skin; if it was this oversized now, how ridiculously humongous would it get when she was hard!? Grunting around Emily's mouth-watering meat, Chastity realized she would actually need to use some of her Demonic strength in order to keep the monster aloft, her thin bicep flexing from the exertion. Unsteadily, she attempted to stroke Jolene's cock, as preposterous as it was.

"Hey, don't get distracted slut!" Emily growled, pulling Chastity deeper onto her cock, "You still have a job to do!"

Chastity's focus was split. In one hand - literally - she had the most bestial log of cock she'd seen so far, and in the other a smaller-but-still-massive member that was also gagging her, threatening to cut off her supply of pheromone-poluted oxygen. Though she didn't need to breathe to survive, Chastity enjoyed being able to do it nonetheless, and Emily was stopping her in that regard. Making the executive decision to give her attention to the futa right in front of her, she turned her eyes to the pale, lengthy shaft in front of her, gripping it tighter, taking back control of the blowjob; she continued to try and handle Jolene's enormity, but its pleasure would have to wait for a bit. For now Emily received her mostly-undivided attention.

Looking up at the pregnant, Asian futanari, Chastity gave her her best 'bedroom' eyes as she once again put her skills to the test, scarcely able to see the futa's face around her engorged stomach. Jerking her faster, the Succubus sucked her as hard as she was capable, performing the best fellatio of her life, her cheeks caving in around the fleshy bell. Emily's fat cum tunnel flattened a good portion of her tongue against the bottom of her mouth, distending as it pumped precum into her maw, the milky fluid washing against her teeth. More gags and retches reverberated from her throat as the monstrous member battered against its entrance, Chastity not quite ready to let it in yet.

"God damn you've grown girl!" Destiny complimented, giving the blonde's member an appraising once-over, "Your back must be killing you. Those tits, the pregnancy, and that dick? I'm surprised you can get out of bed in the morning!"

"It's not easy! Max usually has to help me get up," Jolene complained, stroking the sections of her shaft that Chastity wasn't, "but, like, these classes have been helping a lot too!"

She turned to Clarissa and gave her a grateful smile.

"Glad to hear it Jolene! People don't understand how much harder pregnancy is on futanari, so I always hope my lessons help make it easier!"

"Shit, this slut is helping me out a lot, let me tell you," Emily grunted, sweat dotting her features, "only thing missing from this class was a way to empty my balls!"

The other futa nodded in agreement, being around each other for a straight hour several times a week having only made their libidos more rampant. Clarissa specifically was really feeling it now, both her hands groping at her groin, her breathing labored as she watched the Succubus work on her students. She was just so sexy! As much as Clarissa loved her husband she'd always had a thing for curvy women, and now the most voluptuous female in the world was only inches away from her; and Lord did she seem as skilled as she looked too! Chastity was able to handle the two enormous cocks in front of her with a kind of practiced ease - or at least more ease than the majority of people displayed during intimacy with the dual-sexed.

She gazed at Chastity as she put her all into pleasuring Jolene and Emily. With one hand gliding across the blonde's growing meat skillfully, twisting and turning across its incredible length - appearing miniscule next to the towering pillar it was handling - she still managed to use her other and her mouth to please the less-hung-but-still-huge futa directly before her. While those sights alone were enough to arouse Clarissa to a maddening degree, it was the way the Succubus's body moved from her constant ministrations that really put the Lamaze instructor on edge.

With just the smallest of motions Chastity's figure jiggled obscenely. Every repetitive extension and retraction of her arms caused her titanic tits to flop up and down, slapping against her own thick thighs and nearly slipping out of her thin top; her nipples were practically already out of it, the massive, purple erect nubs mostly uncovered by this point. Simultaneously, her ass naturally twerked as she leaned forward to stimulate the futa, bouncing up and down on the back of her calves and heeled-feet, her tail whipping back and forth excitedly like a dog. Clarissa still wasn't sure what to make of the woman's extra extremities - her tail and her horns - but considering the city they lived in, she probably just came from some kind of themed party or event.

Clarissa pulled at her shirt again, trying to cool herself off.

Chastity's mind fogged further, the aroma in the room growing more stifling the more the shared arousal between the futa grew; she was nearly blinded by the stench, the thick haze rolling in dense clouds right at her, enveloping her body. It was becoming difficult to stare up at Emily as she blew her, the futa's visage becoming increasingly distorted, her reddened-features almost fully hidden behind her own musk - but Chastity didn't need to see her! All she needed to was to be able to feel the hard cocks around her, and that wasn't difficult all things considered. Speaking of which, Chastity could sense that another one of the group was about to throw her proverbial hat in the ring.

Taking the free spot on the other side of Emily - Destiny graciously side-stepping out of the way - was Clarissa, already reaching around her child-filled stomach into her workout pants. Both terrified yet eager to find out the size of the third preposterously-sized member she'd sought out, Chastity hurried to look at it, unable to turn her head to do so, having to roam her eyes over instead. She watched as the toned futa fumbled around in her pants, undoing the curled up state of her package and attempting to pull it out, having to stretch the front of her pink spats out first. It was as much of a struggle for her to do so as it was the other two futanari, but eventually Clarissa managed to unveil her own stallion-shaming genitalia.

"Hope you girls don't mind if I join too," Clarissa spoke sheepishly, taking a breath of relief as she freed herself, "I just couldn't wait any longer!"