Diary of an Incubus Ch. 01

Anne leaned forward to kiss him on the lips, still smiling and allowed the straps of her bra to slide down her arms. When she broke the kiss and leaned back again, Jozef found himself facing the two most perfect little mounds he could imagine; just a handful of soft, succulent flesh with excited nipples rising to meet him from the dark ring of her areolas. Stunned to inaction for a moment, Jozef drank in the image before him, committing every line and curve, every detail to memory.

Finally, lust overpowered appreciation and he leaned forward hungrily to kiss and suckle at her beautiful breasts. His lips closed on one of her engorged nipples, the tip of his tongue brushing across its raised surface bringing a small gasp from Anne. A glance upwards showed him her half-closed eyes and he knew she was enjoying the sensations he was causing to course through her body.

Turning his attention back to her beautiful breasts, he continued to tease his tongue across her clearly sensitive nipples. He'd thought they were erect before, but as he played with them, he couldn't help but marvel at how much further they grew and hardened. As they firmed, he traced circles around them, his tongue outlining the change in pigment of her areolas. Anne's breath came harder now, another soft moan escaping her lips, her hands cradling his head against her chest.

Remembering her earlier ministrations, he gently took one of her nipples firmly between his lips. Her answering moan guided him on. He carefully brought his teeth to bear on the sensitive flesh before him, marvelling as Anne arched her back, shoving her chest towards him. Nipping gently at her excited nipple, her reaction nearly knocked him backwards.

"Ahhhh," she moaned loudly, her body stiffening while her breathing quickened and became ragged. He continued to tease the nipple he held firmly between his teeth, raking his tongue across its surface. Her moan increased in intensity and with a final spasm, she shuddered and pulled free of his mouth.

Wave after wave of energy flowed into him bringing with them feelings of contentment and power that seemed to settle upon him. The power increased his awareness, aroused him and made him even more anxious to proceed. A deep ravenous hunger awakened in him; it had been teased from its slumber by the energy, but it was far from satiated.

He pressed towards her breasts, anxious to continue his ministrations but Anne gently but firmly pushed him away from them.

"Wow," she mouthed under her breath. "I need a minute," she announced hoarsely as she pulled him up into an embrace. She hugged him tightly as her body began to calm down. He could feel the pounding of her heart. The scent from her body filled his olfactory senses, a heady aroma of arousal, sweat and perfume that made him desperate for more.

"Wow," Anne kept repeating to herself as she held him. Jozef did his best to calm himself, savouring the closeness of their bodies while giving her a chance to recover.