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He’d always had a plan like this kicking around in the back of his mind. But once they’d booked the trip to Las Vegas, he felt that it was time to bring his plan into action. He grinned with anticipation as he sureptiously slipped the item into his suitcase and tucked under his clothes. He didn’t need to be so sneaky, as his girlfriend Stephanie was in the shower and couldn’t possibly see what he was doing, but it was all part of the fun.

The only possible problem would be whether or not Steph would go for it. He was confident that she would. She was usually willing to try new and exciting things in their sex lives. She had her limits, but Dan thought that what he was planning on suggesting was well within those limits. Of course, what he was going to suggest might turn out to be a little different than what was actually going to happen.

He heard the water in the shower turn off. A moment later Stephanie opened the door and emerged from the steam in her bathrobe. Dan could usually tell what kind of a mood she was in based on how the robe was being worn. Today it was tied snugly, but the robe was cinched all the way to her neck. That meant that she wasn’t exactly in prude mode, but was likely not interested in any extra-curricular activity. That wasn’t a huge surprise, as they had to get up early for their flight.

“I’m all packed; how are you doing?” Dan asked.

“Fine. I’m almost done. I just have a couple more things to add. Or should I say, a couple more surprises,” she added with a coy smile.

Dan froze for a second, thinking he had been busted. He quickly realized that she was talking about herself. Interesting. So she was planning on bringing a couple of surprises. This would turn out to be an interesting long weekend after all.

“Great!” he replied. “I’m looking forward to it.”

She smiled, turned away and slipped out of her bathrobe, reaching for her nightgown which was hanging on the back of the door. Though Dan was only getting the backside view, he was still enjoying it. Stephanie had a great figure. She was about 5′7″, with an athletic build. She was in her early thirties, like Dan, and was still in excellent shape. From the side, he caught a quick glimpse of the side of one of her 36 C breasts, which still had the perk they did when she was in high school. She had a pretty face, with baby blue eyes and light brown hair. What Dan liked most about her face was how much it lit up when she smiled. She’d been smiling a lot lately, since he’d told her that he was taking her to Vegas.

She shooed him out of the room so that she could finish packing in private. She was planning on packing some sexy new lingerie that she had bought, along with one other item, that she didn’t want Dan seeing. Dan complied with minimal protest and went downstairs to make himself a sandwich. Stephanie smiled to herself as he left the room. She was pretty sure that he wouldn’t mind leaving and was very sure that he would be thrilled when he saw what she had packed. He’d only just finished munching on his ham and cheese when she called downstairs and told him he could return to the bedroom.

She was already under the covers, in her white cotton nightgown, reading a book. Dan stripped to his boxers and climbed under the covers as well. They exchanged smiles and he started reading. It was warm night, so Dan flipped off the comforter and was covered by the sheet.

He was hardly able to concentrate on the book, as he kept imagining how the weekend would go. He felt himself getting aroused. He tried in vain to prevent the flow of blood to his quickly growing penis by focusing very hard on his book. But it wasn’t working. The thin sheet was leaving little to the imagination. He laughed inwardly as he realized that he was literally pitching a tent. He shifted slightly to try and hide his erection.

“Something on your mind, dear?” Steph asked.. Dan turned to look at her, but she didn’t meet his eye. She was looking down at Camp Happy, the site of the tent he had just pitched, with a smirk.

“Um, no, just looking forward to the trip is all,” he said with a hint of embarrassment.

Stephanie was a little surprised that Dan had gotten so turned on. She didn’t think it was his book, as she had read it before him and there was no sex in it at all. She was already a little tired and not really in the mood, but she didn’t want to start their vacation by rolling over and going to sleep while he lay their with a full-on erection.

“Sorry, but I’m a little tired tonight,” she said, smiling sweetly.

“Oh, no problem. I’m sure that will go away in a second.”

She would tease him for a minute or two and then help him get some relief, she decided. “Okay, then” she said, as she went back to her book. “It is warm in here,” she murmured, as she adjusted the comforter downwards. She did so knowing that it would expose her chest. She was still wearing her nightgown, but she knew that it was very white and very thin. She could tell without looking that when she was lying on her back, in just the right light, such as the one coming from her bedside table, that her nightgown went slightly see-thru. She glanced out of the corner of her eye and could make out the pinkish hue of her nipple through the nightgown.

She held the book closer to her face to hide her smile and allow Dan an unobstructed view of her see-thru outfit. She caught Dan looking twice. She could see that his cheeks were a little pinker than they were before. Just for good measure, she allowed her free hand to absently and lightly stroke her nipple. It wasn’t really doing it for her, but she knew this would drive Dan wild. The cool air and her fingers were enough to make her nipples swell. Perfect, she thought. See-thru shirt, hard nipples. There’s no way he’ll be calming down.

She glanced down after a minute or two to see if Camp Happy was still there. If anything, the tent was standing straighter than it was before. “Oh dear,” she said in mock dismay, “Looks like your situation hasn’t improved.”

Dan smiled sheepishly. “No, it hasn’t. You’re not exactly helping,” he pointed out.

“What could I possibly have done to bring about your current condition,” she feigned innocent. Before he could reply, Stephanie turned on her side and started slowly sliding her hand under the covers. “Well, let me see if I can help you out now.”

Dan smiled as he felt her hand reach the side of his leg. “That would be great.” Her hand slid under his boxers and lightly gripped his throbbing shaft. Dan sank back into the bed and let out a small sigh. Stephanie dropped her book and peeled back the sheet with one hand while she slowly squeezed Dan’s dick with her other. She shimmied over to Dan’s side of the bed so that she was straddling his legs. She slid his boxers down and let his large, throbbing cock spring into view. It already had a small drop of pre-cum forming on it.

Stephanie started slowly stroking his dick with her right hand. “What was it I did that kept your cock so hard?” she asked coyly. Dan loved it when she talked a little dirty, so he had no problem in replying.

“You pulled the covers down, so I could see your tits, then you played with one of your nipples.”

“Did I?” she said in mock surprise. “You mean like this?” She lightly teased her nipple through her nightgown. All Dan could do was grunt in reply, because at the same time that Stephanie was teasing her nipple, she also started to stroke his cock faster, while gripping it tighter. Dan could feel the tension building in his dick. Steph could also tell that he was enjoying it as his cock was standing straight up in the air and pre-cum was oozing out freely.

“Would you like me to show you my tits?” Stephanie asked. Dan nodded in reply, not trusting his ability to talk. Stephanie used her free hand to lift her nightgown and expose her right breast. She was wearing underwear, but Dan already knew that she wasn’t wearing a bra. The nipple was rock hard and pointing straight out. “Do you like my tit?” she asked.

“You better believe I do,” Dan replied. Stephanie was enjoying toying with her man. She stared slowly grinding herself into his leg, while continuing to tease her now-exposed nipple. She angled herself so that her clit was gently rubbing on Dan’s shin. She knew she was too tired to get off, but she could still derive a little pleasure.

Dan felt her grinding her womanhood onto his leg. Between teasing her nipple, stroking his dick and grinding her pussy into his leg, Dan felt ready to explode. He groaned as he felt a stirring in his balls. Steph also felt it and started to slow down, while still gently squeezing.

“Poor baby,” she cooed. “Is something wrong?”

“I need to come so bad,” was all Dan could muster.

Stephanie smiled and said, “You only get to come when I think you’re ready.” With that, she started stroking him faster again. Dan could feel her hand sliding up and down his shaft and over the ridge of his cock. “Not yet.”

Dan needed relief badly. Pre-cum was pouring out his dick, which had just about turned purple. He could also feel a touch of moistness on his leg, where Stephanie was still grinding herself. Just as he felt he was getting close, Stephanie would slow down and deny him the climax he needed so badly.

She pushed herself further down the bed so that her face was right over his manhood. She kept her nightgown up so that her rock-hard nipples were rubbing against his legs. “No cumming yet,” she said.

She started back up at full speed. Dan was enjoying himself, but knew that he needed to cum soon or he felt like his head would explode. He decided to play coy himself. He had been writhing on the bed in near-agony, but forced himself to stop. He lay perfectly still and closed his eyes.

Stephanie frowned slightly. Was he not enjoying himself anymore? She stroked faster, her hand covered in his fluids. Dan knew that he was getting close, but didn’t react. Stephanie leaned close and gently licked the tip of his cock. Dan let out a small gasp, as he didn’t see that coming. His balls were boiling and his cock was about to start spasming. He knew that he was seconds away from a monstrous orgasm, as long as Steph didn’t stop what she was doing.

Unaware that Dan was as close as her was, she leaned close and licked the top of his Johnson again. It was at that exact moment than Dan came, and he unleashed a huge torrent of cum. Stephanie was in the act of licking his dick, when much to her surprise, a huge rope of cum shot out of Dan’s dick. She could see it coming, but didn’t react in time. The cum shot straight up and landed on her face, leaving a line of jism from her forehead to her tongue, which was still out.

Dan let out a loud grunt and Stephanie gasped in surprise. She started to lean back, but thought that she was already covered in jizz, so she might as well make it worth his while. She didn’t normally like it when a guy shot his load all over her face, but this didn’t really seem to be Dan’s fault. She kept her face right where it was as Dan unloaded shot after shot of hot, white jizz. Stephanie had to close her eyes to prevent an eye-load of cum. When Dan was finally done, Steph’s face was completely covered. Unable to see, she simply leaned upright.

“Wow!” Dan exclaimed. “That was amazing! I don’t think I can move.”

Stephanie smiled through the jizz. “Glad you enjoyed. If you can’t move, then what am I going to do about this?” She pointed to the cum that was slowing leaking off her face.

“Oh right. Let me grab you a towel,” Dan offered, starting to extricate himself from underneath Stephanie.

“Don’t worry about it.” Stephanie was feeling very risqué all of the sudden. She pulled her nightgown off in one motion and used it to clean her face. She could tell before she’d taken it off that it already had some cum on it, so what was the difference. She wiped her face clean, got off the bed, threw the nightgown in the laundry basket and went into the bathroom to finish washing up. When she returned to the bed, she decided to keep with feeling risqué and chose not to get another shirt.

“Goodnight honey,” she whispered.

Dan was seriously impressed. She never slept topless and didn’t like facials. Now here he was getting both in one night. He decided to leave his boxers off in keeping with the spirit. “Goodnight.”

They drifted off to sleep wrapped in each others arms.

THE NEXT DAY

Everything had gone smoothly. Dan and Stephanie awoke on time and made their flight. It had been a long flight across the continent, but they had arrived in Vegas on time. They had collected their luggage and were riding in a cab to their hotel.

Stephanie had not been to Vegas before, she so was amazed at the sheer size of the hotels. Dan had been twice before, but it still impressed him. He was looking forward to getting to their hotel. Dan had decided to go big and had made reservations at Caesar’s Palace.

They checked into the hotel and a bellman showed them to their room. “Remember, the rooms here aren’t phenomenal, because they don’t want you in their room, they want you in the casino gambling,” he warned just before they opened the door. To Dan’s surprise, the room was a little nicer than he had been expecting. The bathroom had a large tube and a shower stall with three jets. One from the top and two on the side.

“Looks just fine to me,” Stephanie confirmed.

They quickly unpacked, while Dan made sure to slip the item unnoticed into his drawer, and decided to get a lunch, as they had not eaten since before they left. After lunch, they returned to their room. Now it was time for Dan to execute his plan.

“So, I have a little surprise. I bought something that I think you might enjoy,” he told Stephanie. Stephanie gave him an inquisitive look. Dan was holding the item behind his back.

“Well, you’ve got my attention,” Steph said.

Dan produced the item. Stephanie wasn’t sure what she was looking at. It looked like a pair of skimpy underwear. It was clearly a thong, but there seemed to be some extra material in the front. “It’s a pair of underwear with a small vibrator built in,” Dan explained, holding the underwear up so Steph could see them. Sure enough, right in the front of the underwear was a little ridge about two inches long, sticking out about half an inch from the fabric.

“Um, okay,” Stephanie was clearly not convinced. She had always said that she wasn’t a big fan of vibrators or toys in general. Dan had been expecting a reaction like this.

Now came the interesting part. “The speed of the vibrator is controlled by a remote control,” he continued.

“Oh right,” Stephanie protested, “Like I’m going to let you control a vibrator that’s in my panties.”

Dan had been expecting that too. “Actually, I was thinking that you’d keep the remote.”

Stephanie was still unconvinced. Dan worked on her for a few minutes. “The idea is that you wear it out in public. You and only you can decide how much its going, if its on at all. You are entirely in control.” That wasn’t entirely true, but Steph didn’t need to know that. “I booked dinner in a really nice restaurant in the mall under the hotel. Its called the Palm. I know you’ll love it. So, I was hoping that you might wear this to the restaurant as a little appetizer for when we come back here after dinner.”

Stephanie rolled her eyes. Dan kept working on her and he could see that she was slowly coming around. “Well I don’t know about sitting in a nice restaurant with this between my legs,” she offered weakly.

Dan had been expecting that too. She had walked right into what he really had planned. “Fair enough. Let’s do this. I thought I might hit the Texas Hold’Em tables for a bit. Why don’t you put that on and go shopping. Their’s lots of stores beneath the hotel.” He produced his credit card. “If you try this out in the mall, you can buy yourself a pretty dress for tonight. No price limit.” Dan knew that was a safe offer. Stephanie was always conservative in her purchases.

She considered his offer. Ultimately it wasn’t a bad one. The worst case was that if she didn’t like wearing the thing, she didn’t have to wear it to dinner and she still got a new dress out of the deal. She offered a last bit of token resistance. “Well what do I wear if I’m wearing that?”

“Wear your jeans. It’s just like regular underwear, just slightly thicker. No one will know.”

Stephanie gave Dan a smile. “Allright honey. Just for you.”

Perfect. Dan smiled in return, knowing that she had just agreed to the last component of his plan.

Stephanie went into the bathroom to change. Dan couldn’t figure out why she didn’t just change in front of him, but he wasn’t about to press the issue.

Stephanie closed the bathroom door and dropped her jeans. She didn’t want to change in front of Dan because she had a surprise of her own for that night. She examined the item a little more closely. It didn’t look that bad, actually. It wouldn’t be that intrusive, especially if it wasn’t on. It looked like it would line up with her clit, so she needn’t worry that it would somehow slide inside her. If she had the remote, she’d barely notice it at all.

She stepped out of her underwear and put on the vibrating thong. It didn’t leave much to the imagination on her backside, but there was a lot of material on her front, so she was nicely covered. She adjusted the thong. As she expected, the little ridge snuggled right up against her lips and was almost touching her clit. She sighed quietly. Dan was always up to something. She was already wearing a short-sleeve T-shirt. Underneath she had a thin tank-top with a built in bra. The very top of the tank top was showing, but she would not have worn it out in public without the T-shirt on overtop. She slipped on her jeans and turned.

“Oh,” she let out in surprise. The jeans were a little tight, so they had pushed the ridge right onto her clit. It didn’t really feel like much, but it had surprised her none-the-less.

She opened the door and stepped out. “Allright, its on,” she informed Dan. “See,” she had left her jeans unzipped. She had the flaps of her jeans open, so that Dan could see her underwear. The vibrating thong had a distinct pattern, so Dan knew she had been true to her word. He ceremoniously handed over the credit card.

“No limit,” he reminded her. “What my baby wants, my baby gets.” She laughed. Dan also handed over the remote. “Just in case you want to try it by your self.”

She rolled her eyes again. Dan just shrugged and they left the room and headed for the elevators. Once they reached the lobby, they agreed to meet back in the room in two hours. “If you get finished earlier, you can come find me,” Dan said. “The poker tables are right there,” he pointed to an area of tables right near the elevator.

“Okay, see you in a bit,” Steph said as she kissed him on the cheek.

Dan smiled and turned to walk towards the Poker tables. Once Stephanie had turned the corner, Dan turned back to go in the same direction she had just gone. He walked carefully forward and cackled loudly, exclaiming, “I’m a diabolical genius!”

An old couple who were walking by gave Dan a strange look. He ignored them and approached the hallway Stephanie had just walked down. He could see her at the end of the hallway, almost at the doors to the underground mall.

He followed her, being careful to stay far enough back that he would have time to duck into a hiding spot if she turned suddenly. As he followed her, he produced from his pocket a small remote control, not unlike the one he had handed to Stephanie. The key difference was that Stephanie’s remote was for another pair of vibrating panties, which were back in their bedroom, unused and unworn. The remote that belonged to the thong nestled snugly in her pelvic region was in Dan’s hands. That’s why Dan felt worthy enough to call himself a diabolical genius. If Steph tried to use her remote, it wouldn’t work. But Dan would be free to activate her thong as long as he stayed within range. According to the manual, maximum range was 100 feet.

The two illithid I saw led a ragtag assortment of ogres, minotaurs and beasts, most likely their slaves. The illithid thought of themselves as superior to all other races, and enjoyed keeping slaves – or thralls, as they called them – to remind themselves. Perhaps they were more powerful, but I’d never admit it. They were strong in mind, but far weaker in body, with the build of a poor scholar.

My sword in hand I crept into the tunnel they occupied, my footsteps covered by those of the illithid’s thralls, the thoughts of my mind kept to a meaningless monotonous hum, for I knew they would sense any thought, or psychic emanation. Poised behind them, my greatsword swung to a side, the swish through air alerting the creatures as they turned around to face me, scant seconds before I lopped their heads off.

They were made of meat after all.

The thralls’ slow shuffle came to a halt. I knew that they, unfettered by chains or cuffs, had been chained by the mind, but it was then I realized their minds had not simply been controlled, but erased.

I put them out of their misery, and returned to my path.

“Well, that was creepy, wasn’t it?” Luisa asked, snuggling up with Laramis.

“That’s why I idolized him so much. It takes a brave heart to be an adventurer.”

“We’re too far from the Underdark for any of those monsters to even get close, aren’t we?”

“Aye. They are as good as a world apart from us.”

* * *

Vera cooed as she slowly slid the fake cock from her depths, coated with a dripping mix of lube and cum, her wings shivering slightly. Her basking in the warm sweaty afterglow of orgasm was disturbed by the urgent red glow of her crystal ball. Intruders! It had been so long since the last time someone got past her door guards and damn, was she pissed.

Stomping over to peer into the crystal ball, her brows knitted in a harsh frown she found the swirling mists parting to reveal two horned tiefling girls at the bar. Hmm. Calling upon magical powers she telepathically confirmed with door guards that the two tieflings didn’t come by the front door, and called to her minions to fetch the offending two to her quarters. They’d have hell to pay, she promised silently.

* * *

“You two. Mistress want see you right now.” The guttural voice of a blue ogre grunted at them, patting the flat of his broadsword on his other palm menacingly, a snarl between his tusks. “You come nice and quiet, or we bring you in pieces.”

Kat looked to Val, who gave a slight nod. Let’s play along for now. Getting to their feet, they allowed the ogres to lead them through the arena and casino upstairs, through a long corridor, finally waving them into what Val recognized to be the succubus’ chambers, the gems on the wall pulsing a tad faster than before. The woman herself had her back to them, her arms crossed and her devil’s tail slithering on the floor. Unlike the last time Val saw her, she donned a black leather catsuit, which was modified with a high starched collar and low neckline. She swiveled suddenly to face them, snarling before cocking her chin, narrowing her eyes at Kat.

“Who the hell are you and how did you get in? I’ll brook no trespassers. You’d better have a good answer. ” Vera stopped in her tracks when she looked over Val, her lips snapping shut.

At some point in their lives some people will be lucky enough to meet somebody that they’ll find absolutely, stunningly gorgeous. For Vera, it was Val. The succubus felt her mouth dry at the sight of the prettiest girl she’d ever met, her anger melted away helplessly by the uncomfortably gripping sense of shyness. The succubus stared right at Val, into her baby blue eyes, clasping her hands behind her back.

“Why don’t we all, just, I think, take a seat? Here. Around that table. We’ve stuff to talk about.” Vera had her head bowed a little as she gestured at the crystal ball. The trio sat at the round table with the crystal ball still glowing red, showing Val and Kat at the table. Vera wiped her palm over the sphere and it grew nebulously murky again.

“I’m Veralasque Blackheart, but you can call me Vera. I own this place. What’s your name?” Vera asked as she faced Val, her voice much softer, rubbing tablecloth between her fingers.

“I’m Val.”

“I’m Kat.”

“I was just talking to her. I’d rather you kept quiet, so I can pretend you aren’t around, bloody bitch.” Vera snarled at Kat, who rose to her feet, until Val pulled her back down.

“Vera, she’s my friend.” Val looked Vera in the eye, and the succubus bit her lip.

“Sorry, but I’d rather she not really urm, contribute to this conversation. I mean, it’s hard to talk to two at once.” Vera had her hands clasped on the table, leaning a little forward, still facing Val. Kat turned away a little, sulking.

For a while, Vera didn’t say much. She tried to, her lips parting a little then shutting tight again, her eyes darting over Val, who noticed the light gems seemed to be pulsing faster than ever, like the heartbeat of someone who’d just ran a dozen miles.

“Well, the only problem I have is that I didn’t really see you get in through the front door. We have to keep security tight around here. We can’t risk any stupid adventurers from above running around and then running up to the city watch and exposing us. Other than that I’d love to have you around my little place.” Vera smiled, and for a while Val left all lies behind.

“We found a back door. There’s a hole in your taproom some ways off the ground. It leads back to a rune door back on one of old Sarbreen’s streets.”

“Oh! I always knew about that hole, but I always thought it was just a dead end that used to be for storage. So it only opens from the other side. I’ve been around here awhile; see, before we built the tavern out of this space, so I thought I knew all about here. I was a bit angry just now, you know, like, in the spur of the moment. You won’t blame me will you?” Vera leaned forward a little, her head bowed till her chin touched her chest. Val thought she looked almost deferential, and in her own home.

“Of course not! We’re happy to get to meet you. Not everyone gets to!” Val smiled.

“Thanks! It’s, it’s really nice to meet you too. “Val was sure she added a little something to ‘you’. Maybe it was the way her eyelashes fluttered, or the curve of her lips, her lips almost pouting at the word.

“Still, I’ve never seen you around here before. How’d you hear of my place?”

“Oh, well, I heard it from Draken. He’s a slaver, and we’ve done some work for him before.”

“The name’s a little familiar. I think I saw him around, a long time ago. Can’t be sure, can’t really say I care. Well, as you’ve seen I’ve just built a place for us to have a good time in peace. Nice to have you around! Say, want a tour of my little place?” Vera smiled brightly; her eyes almost squeezed shut, then fluttering open to reveal her dusky large eyes again.

“How can I refuse?” Val smiled and Vera sprang to her feet, reaching to take her hand.

“I guess I can’t tag along.” Kat frowned.

“Not really. Go back downstairs to where everyone is. Guards, take her away.”

Kat twisted away as the ogres clapped their sweaty palms onto her shoulders, stepping back into the corridor unmolested. Vera was leading Val away, probably to some secret room, and just before they turned round a corner Kat’s keen eyes just made out Val mouthing something.

Sorry!

* * *

“Where are we?” Val asked as Vera led her through the winding corridors into a small brightly lit square room, about 12 by 12 feet. On one side was a pink cushioned couch, the opposite end a raised stage with a central pole reaching up to the ceiling, with curtains behind.

“This is our private VIP room where you’ll get to enjoy special shows. Better than those downstairs. Way better.”

“Well, what sort of shows?” Val asked nervously as she eyed the pole, although she already had a pretty good idea.

“Not just anybody gets to watch, you know. I only allow people I’ve known for awhile get in here, but well, since… I just thought you might want to enjoy something special, something… something nice. You know, so I can show you I’m sorry for getting angry earlier” Vera gazed at Val with doe-eyed expectancy.

“Well, now that you put it that way, I can’t say no now.”

“Yea! You’re going to love this. You just sit in nice and tight! Your own personal show’s starting in a jiffy!” Vera pressed Val by the shoulders onto the couch, and then darted out the door, leaving Val to her thoughts.

Val thought about how Vera was almost hitting on her. It was so obvious, but so unlike a man’s advances. She was nice, and doubtlessly sincere. She was coy, and unpretentiously affectionate. Did Vera have the hots for her? It sure seemed so! It didn’t feel bad at all; in fact it gave Val a warm fluttering in her heart. Val didn’t really think of girls that way, but there was no denying that the winged, tailed, dusky-eyed dark-haired beauty was hot!

No. She’s another girl! I’m not a lesbian. Maybe it’s not what I think, Val thought. It’s just like schoolgirls, just a girl crush. She’s just being friendly.

Even as she peeked at Val through the curtains, gazing all over her with a clear view in the bright light, Vera was having similar thoughts. She’s so pretty, the succubus thought. Her flowing flaming hair framed an achingly beautiful teardrop face. Her baby blue eyes, and cute pert nose and luscious lips were just perfect. I could look at her all day! Her body was incredible to look at, with her creamy white thighs all but naked through the robes’ partings. Her breasts weren’t like her own, so large and full; Vera suddenly wondered how it’d be like to cup her creaminess in her own hands. Maybe she’d have to use both hands just to cup one of those beauties. By the Abyss! I’m not a lesbian; I don’t like girls! Vera thought, cupping her cheeks, which felt shamefully warm.

I don’t like girls; I just happen to like this one. A bit.

With that thought Vera toned the lights down to a dim red, took a deep breath and parted the curtains teasingly slowly, jerking Val to attention as she revealed herself, strutting onto stage with toes painted with black nail varnish. She had swapped her catsuit for a white halter sheer enough for her pink bra to show through and giving a peek of cleavage, her bared navel bearing a piercing in the shape of a coiled dragon biting its own tail. Vera ran her hands over tight black leather pants, which showed off her supple thighs that led smoothly up to fiery flaring hips.

Just a few feet away, Val let her gaze wander over the incredibly sensuous girl, and her hands gripped onto the sofa when she followed Vera’s hand to her ‘camel toe’, or the delineation of her pussy lips on the tight black leather. Vera slid a single forefinger over between those tender cunny lips, black fingernail on tight black leather; her finger trailing back up over between her breasts then through her pouting red lips, sucking her scent, her delicately pronounced cheekbones even more so now, her smoldering gaze locked onto Val’s, now helplessly in thrall.

With a stamp of her foot Vera swiveled around, bending over to accentuate her pert ass, that looked all the tighter in those leather pants, her devil’s tail swaying sinuously from its base just above her crack. With a quick tug Vera’s pants were at her knees and Val had an unobstructed view of ass so baby smooth, so pert and so firm, Val had the sudden urge to stroke it, her fingers loosing then gripping the sofa tighter than before. It didn’t help Val at all that Vera wore a teeny sheer white thong, and the camel toe showed even more now and she could see the slit too clearly. Vera gave a playful little wiggle, and Val scrutinized the subtle definitions of muscle tone, her breaths coming short, shy and sharp now. It’s uncomfortably entertaining to watch another girl strip, she thought.

Vera turned, facing Val sideways and still bent over a little, the stark curve of her ass sharpened by the arch of her back, and then she pressed her butt back onto the pole, shivering just a little as she squatted, the cool metal sliding smoothly over her intimates. She was watching Val equally keenly, feeling the heat of the redhead’s unwavering gaze. She was stripping for another girl, and loving every second of it.

Turning back around, her back to Val so she had a perfect view of her ass again, this time the full ass cheeks parted by the pole as Vera slid her butt along the gleaming metal, her arched back rippling. Vera finally slipped her pants off all the way, tossing them to Val, who hugged them to her tummy, her eyes fixed on the unbelievably sexy succubus. Val felt herself Turned On so bad, she couldn’t help shoving Vera’s pants into her crotch, rubbing herself crudely against it, her knees meeting and parting, too aroused to be ashamed, but too shy to do any more.

Vera turned to face Val, her bare legs wrapped around the pole, her full breasts hugging the metal. Val watched the flex and clench of finely defined thighs and calves, so fit and so shapely, as Vera shimmied against the pole. Vera had something more elaborate in mind, but in the heat of arousal that dance routine was lost in darkness in a mind already partly switched off. The enraptured look on Val’s pretty face, the way the other girl was masturbating on pants she wore just seconds ago, the heat of the situation drove Vera to grind her wetness against the pole and she had to squat as her knees shook through a trembling orgasm.

Val had played with Kat long enough to recognize a cum when she saw one, muted as it was, with Vera eyes and lips clenched shut, but there was no mistaking her flushed cheeks, shaking knees or knuckles white from her grip on the pole for stage fright. No, Vera came on that pole; her tail was swishing wildly, her wings flexed far wide. Val slipped her hand inside her thighs, quickly finding her own swollen clit, thrumming and stroking it furiously. Hot as she was, she came in seconds, her juices flowing freely as her thighs squeezed together.

When both girls had recovered Vera stood up aside from the pole, slowly tugging her halter off, then clasping her hands at her crotch, her arms pressing her breasts together in the translucent pink bra. Val watched with wide eyes as her breast flesh yielded softly to her squeeze; her nipples, small but excited, poked visibly through the sheer fabric.

Vera’s sizzling gaze locked on Val’s blues as she squatted, and then slowly spread her knees. Her thong was all but transparent now, soaked as it was with her cum, and Vera’s pink in plain sight, her prominent mound seemingly jutting out in want.

“More! Strip more!” Val cried out loud. Vera bit her lip hard; the gorgeous girl from dreamland was telling her to strip. Vera unclasped her bra and tossed it onto Val’s lap for the redhead’s stare to move away and up to her soft bare breasts. There, her nipples, islands of pink in a sea of brown, were slowly stroked and scratched over by glossy black fingernails, and Val felt a sudden tingle in her own nipples, and idly reached up to tweak them.

When Vera’s hands slid back down to grasp at the hem of her thong, Val awaited with bated breath the sight of the incredibly sexy succubus’ pussy. Slipping the cloth over knees and ankles, Vera felt her clit tingle when she bared herself, her deepest intimates to the gorgeous redhead who was staring right at her own puss, tweaking her nipples and with a face flushed with obvious want. Then she gasped softly when she saw a dark stain of fluid dripping down the couch, down from the core of Val’s thighs. Vera sat suddenly, looking aside. She’d made that hot girl so wet she’d cum and juiced all over her couch, her juices dripping all the way to the floor… at that thought her own face flushed with the warmth of deep new arousal.

Vera had planned to stop here, at the striptease, but she’d never thought she’d cum – no, she’d never came before during a strip show. Now she wanted to, all over again, right before Her Hotness herself. Stroking her cheek for a while she found her voice, tremulous as it was.

“Want my thong? You know, like a souvenir.” Vera dangled her own thong in the air. The cloth was stained and soaked, and the air was thick with the musky tingling scent of girl.

“Sure.”

“But you’ll have to promise something first.”

“Tell me.”

“I want to see you lick this thong. All over. Have a taste… a taste of my … pussy.” Val blushed brightly and then nodded slightly, looking into her own lap. A moment later Vera’s thong plopped onto her lap and Val lifted the soft, moist fabric to her lips.

It smelled like sex. There didn’t seem to be any other word for it. It wasn’t like food, but the smell had to be an aphrodisiac of sorts, and it sent small ripples of tingles through her. Val had licked her own cum before, but this was another girl’s. Under normal circumstances she’d have freaked out, but this time she was aroused beyond normal.

Slowly she ran the tip of her tongue over where the thong covered Vera’s pussy, then closing her mouth, registering the taste: a slippery saltiness. My goodness, what have I done? I’ve just licked a girl’s cum, Val thought, and I sort of liked it. Her hands trembling she still couldn’t stop. Gradually she took to the taste, her licks longer and faster until she had her lips onto the cloth, sucking and drinking in Vera’s essence.

Vera watched as Val dug her free hand deep into her robes, her knuckles pressed onto cloth as her hand worked her pussy. The redhead was well red in the face too and had her lips buried in her thong. Val lay back on the couch, stuffing the thong in her mouth, her legs squirming as the freed hand groped at a breast. The other girl then arched her neck suddenly, looking skyward with glazed eyes as her thighs squeezed together, her moans muffled by Vera’s cum-soaked thong in her mouth. Eventually Val slowly sat back straight up, tugging the thong away.

“Wow. You liked tasting me?”

“Aye. Sort of. It’s not everyday I get to, well, do that. Urm, it was alright.”

“I see you came. Was it a good hard cum?”

“Aye.”

“Here, take these. Help me get my turn.” Vera had sat on the edge of her stage before slipping over to plop beside Val on the couch.

“I thought we weren’t allowed to touch you strippers.”

“You aren’t, and you won’t be. Put that panty onto your hand and use it on me. I’ll lie on the couch.”

“Vera, I’m not, you know I’m not a lesbian. I don’t do girls!” Val talked to the floor, gripping Vera’s stained panties.

“You’re not even touching me. It doesn’t count. You’re just helping another girl have a good time. You’re not doing me.”

“I don’t know. Kat’s been waiting a long time for me. Maybe I should go downstairs.” Val got to her feet and quickly had her hand on the doorknob.

“I thought you liked me.”

“I do! But, we’ve just met today and-”

“Please.” Vera gave Val the doe-eyed look, her long curly eyelashes fluttering just a little above her round brown eyes. “I just want you to play with me. Is that a lot to ask?”

“Well, well, I guess it’s fine. This doesn’t really count as, you know. I hope you’ll, well, have a good one.” Val relented.

Vera lay horizontal on the couch, her hands behind her back. With her inhibitions out of the way Val knelt beside the succubus and thought she’d start off the way she’d want another to start her off: with a tender kiss, but for now she just tugged the panty over her hand like a glove, then traced over Vera’s lips, and the other girl flashed an appreciative smile. Dragging it down her chin Val stroked over her neck eliciting mmms from Vera.

“That tingles.”

“I know.”

“Here’s a good spot.” Vera pointed to a spot on the left of her neck, and Val prodded it with her fingertips, slowly easing into full strokes. The sensuous sight of Vera craning her neck, and moaning through bit lip more than rewarded her effort.

“That’s lovely Val! But you’ll be going downstairs soon I hope.”

“Aye, of course.”

Val gripped the couch with her free hand as she traced a finger over the succubus clear cleavage, and then in circles over her breasts that spiraled in over her nipples. Val’s cheeks tingled again at the sound of Vera’s excited little noises as the feather teased her nubs. Val watched fascinated as the flat nipples swelled into deep red stubs. Her breasts were of average size but those nipples looked huge! As wide as her thumbnail and at least half an inch long. Pressing her finger firmly onto the bud she rubbed in steady circles to her noisy approval.

“Alright it’s time for the main course.” Vera sat up, her feet resting on both ends of the couch, her pussy bared right before Val’s gaping eyes. The redhead pressed her fist to her mouth, stilling herself, and then drawing circles around Vera’s pussy with her finger through the cloth, dabbed wet again. This close Val could see everything – the demon girl’s protruding clit peeking from its hood, her thick, puffy pussy lips, pink with the promise of pleasure

“Here, I’ll need this soon.” Vera seemed to pluck a dildo from the air, a thick ribbed dong, handing it to Val, who nodded. Teasing the clit from its hood Val taunted the pink bud relentlessly with slight wispy touches of the fabric, dabbed warm and wet. Vera responded positively, nodding and ‘yessing’. When she yelled for Val to ‘give it to me’ the redhead complied, easing the dildo deep in, then pumping with the firm, slow strokes she knew she’d love herself, varying the angle of attack.

Vera was rubbing and twisting her own nipples again, kneading her own soft breasts, crying her passion out loud for all her world – which was then just Val and Vera, two pretty girls, alone together, one pleasing the other. Val watched her new friend, watched her excited noises grow louder and her little squirms turn to slow thrashing about, and turned up the heat, thrusting the dildo faster, speeding Vera along the highway of pleasure, inevitably off the cliff of cumming, plummeting into the depths of sensation.

Vera shook and trembled in orgasm for a good minute or so, then slumped sleepily back on the welcoming soft couch, totally spent. Val had half-expected a torrent of cum splashing all over her, but maybe Vera just didn’t get that wet. Easing the dildo back out, the dong was gleaming wet and slick with cum, was were Vera’s labia as she lay still with heaving breasts, her crotch stained and warm, the heated scent of pussy wafting into a nose that’d been teased all the while by pussy smell.

“You liked my cum earlier. Why not some more? Go on girl. Lick. Enjoy. It’s fresher this time.” Vera grinned toothily.

It was too much for Val to resist. Slowly, carefully lapping up all of Vera’s cum fresh off the dong Val found her arousal swarming her senses all over again before she shoved the dildo through parted robes into her own waiting pussy, fingering her clit, drumming the throbbing bud, still kneeling, until she too creamed once more, this time all over the floor.

“I hope you’ve enjoyed this part of the tour. I don’t do the strip show for just anyone.” Vera spoke conversationally a while later

“Damn, yes, I’ve had a hell of a time. I really appreciate your show. It was very, how should I say, unique.”

“You’re very unique yourself. I’d love to see you around. I think I’ll leave the rest of the tour to next time.”

“Rest of the tour?” Val asked incredulously, “How big is this place?”

“Only as big as I’ve wanted it to be… which is quite big. I guess you’ll be leaving now. For your friend, what’s-her-name.”

“Kat. Oh my goodness. I must have left her for like hours.”

“Hmm, maybe just half an hour? If feels like time flies when you’re having fun, hmm.”

“Oh yes. I’ll see you sometime.”

“Can you not bring your friend next time?”

“Why not?”

“Why?” Val asked. In reply the succubus bit her lip, slowly releasing it into a pout, then extended her tongue, thinner and thicker than a human girl’s, licking her chin then curling it back up to lick around her lips, before drawing the sinfully long member back in, smacking her lips once, and flashing a feral grin.

“We’ll see about that next time. I want to tell you that, that I really enjoyed this. All this.” Val said and smiled wanly, the succubus’ facial display of desire leaving her heart thumping and mouth dry.

“Thank you. I enjoyed having you around too. Oh and before you go, I want to give you something.” Vera picked up the clothes she’d worn for the show and passed them to Val. “Something to remember me by.”

“I’ll keep them well. See you… and take care.” Val nodded, smiling.

“You too. I’ll be waiting.”

“Come, I’ll show you back to my guards. They’ll lead you back down.”

Leading Val back to her blue ogre guards, and waving goodbye, Vera snuggled herself into the plush white sheets of her bed, drowsy in the wake of her heavy exertion. Grinning, almost giggling to herself, her eyes finally shut tight as she fell asleep into a sound nap, dreaming of baby blue eyes.