"You, too," she said softly. Careful not to allow the tail to disengage, she slid down Althea's body until her mouth was only inches away from her pussy.

“I want to make you feel good, too." She dotted kisses on the rise of her pubis, feeling the golden hairs crinkle under her lips, then sank lower still. Parting Althea's thighs gently, she took her first taste of her lover's bounty.

“Urk!" Althea grunted, and jerked under her mouth.

Worried, she looked up. "Did I do something wrong?"

"No, Love. You did something right. Just keep that up and you'll always make me happy." Her lips were parted in an adoring smile.

Heartened, she bent down again, drawing her tongue up Althea's slit in a long, tender lick. The taste of her was like nothing she had ever imagined, an intoxicating mixture of honey, salt, and musk. She didn't think it was possible to ever get her fill of it. As Althea's tail slowly plunged in and out of her, gradually pushing her Lust higher and higher, she dove ever more deeply into Althea's groin. By subtle hints and gentle guidance, the immortal succubus showed her exactly how she wanted to be pleased. Fascinated, she watched as the pink pearl of her clitoris emerged from its hood, and then did homage to it, giving it the lightest, gentlest of licks while Althea writhed under her.

She felt Althea's hands on her head, pushing her deeper, even as her hips rolled up towards her mouth, cresting like the waves of a storm-tossed sea. She reached her hands up, taking one of her breasts in each hand, massaging the firm, wonderful weight of them in her fingers. Inside her own body, Althea's tail worked its magic, and the muscles of her vagina began to ripple in a dance at once familiar and strange.

Two climaxes struck at the same moment. Two voices rose from the floor, mingling together in a musical crescendo of orgasmic harmony. Two bodies brought each other to the uttermost reaches of bliss.

Two souls became one.

“Dios mio," Maria swore reverently. "That was one of the hottest things

I've ever seen in my life."

Yasna scrambled to her knees on the cold tile floor, clutching her dress to her chest. She looked around wildly. Rachel, Joshua, Jeremy, and all the rest were standing in the foyer in various stages of undress. While they were not actively making love, it was readily apparent they had been pleasuring each other as they watched her and

Althea.

Allah! What did they see? What have I done?

“Gently, Maria," Rachel said, her voice softly scolding. "Remember that

Yasna isn't used to our ways yet." With a look of faint regret, she removed Joshua's hand from her breast. The uncovered nipple stood high and proud on the flushed skin of her chest. "Congratulations," she continued. Her gaze took in both Althea, who was sitting up slowly, and

Yasna.

“I'm very proud of you. And very happy for you both.”

Hot blood heated Yasna's skin, but she kept her eyes steady.

“Thank you," she said.

“Though I didn't think we would have an audience. How long have you been here?"

“Long enough," Sarah said cheerfully. Her hand was wrapped around

Jeremy's cock, stroking the thick rod slowly. Yasna gazed at it for a moment in bright interest. "I was sleeping. But then I started to dream about you two. We all did. And when you told Althea you loved her, it was like a bomb went off in our heads and we all woke up and came down here."

Eyes wide, she Looked at Althea, who nodded regretfully. "Get used to it, my love. Succubi tend to...broadcast...our stronger emotions

Especially to those with whom we have psychic links. And we also tend to receive those emotions in turn."