Fantasy or Reality? (OPEN)

Cheska bit roughly against her lower lip as she moved to settle back against the ground - she figured if she stood up while he licked at her, she'd lose her balance.

"Mm. Wak - Ooh."

She murmured, she had a high stamina, but the manbeast had her highly turned on since he first started toying with her. She squirmed slightly, pressing a hand against her mouth to hide the moans.

There was only so much a girl could take - even a succubus. Especially when she had no control over what was happening. Though he was inexperienced in the ways of civilization, the ways of women, he definitely knew how to taste test.

Soon enough the girl had succumbed to her senses - she'd tensed where she lay, crying out a rather feral cry of pleasure, her hands traveling to push at the manbeast's head, trying to get him slow - or to stop. "Wak.Wak, stop." She breathed, fingers tugging at his hair softly.

Cheska arched against the ground - it was painful, yet pleasurable. She continued to pull the manbeast's hair, painting quietly; "Wak! Wak - let me show you.. you what I can do for you." She would aim to pull away from the manbeast, and should she get successfully away, she would sit on her knees.

"Wak. Let me show you, okay?" She inquired, waiting for a confirmation of some kind.

Cheska nodded lightly, as she moved to pull at what little clothing Wak had. She pulled slowly - "This, this tastes very good as well," she stated, fingers breezing against the manbeast's crotch. "Do you want me to show you?" She tilted her head slightly.

She knew it was useless to talk to the manbeast, but some words seemed to get through.

Cheska shifted to trace her fingers along him, before she furrowed her brow and settled in front of him with ease. Without too much warning, she leaned to trail her tongue along his length - watching him for any negative signs.

Should there be none, she would take the tip in her mouth and suck lightly. If he 'ate' her, she'd 'eat' him. That was what it came down too.

Cheska shifted her weight and grinned - "Mm. You like that?" She tilted her head as she watched him, fingers slipping against his skin as she resumed her slow movements. She soon took more of him into her mouth, however.

It would be rude if she teased him, wouldn't it?

Cheska switched from her mouth, to her hand. "Are you asking what I am doing?" She inquired, tilting her head as she gazed toward him, her hand moving slowly. "Or do you want me to stop?" She asked, tilting her head slightly.

Cheska was amused; her hand would move a bit faster, her grip tightening just gently. "Hmm." She mused, silently gazing around them.

Cheska's fingers flexed as she stated softly, "That's how you should feel, Wak. That's how you made me feel." She spoke quietly, peering toward the male. "It's a natural response." Her mind searched for a more primal way to explain it... "It's like mating."

"Uhuh. It's how all kinds of creatures have babies. Repopulate." She nodded her head gently.