New Life As A Lewd Futanari Succubus

“Ahn!?” Cella gasped, and before she knew it, she was on her back, with Luna’s hands all over her.

“I’m sorry, haaah, I’m so sorry,” Luna kept repeating between kissing Cella’s lips, cheeks, chin, neck. “Ahn, I’m sorry for being such a bad, depraved friend.”

She’ll probably hate me after this, Luna’s guilt told her. We’ll never speak again. I’ll only ever see her from a distance and even then, it will be nothing but condemnation. But after going so far, I can’t stop now! It’s already too late. If this is to be our last time together, at least I have to make it count!

Luna groped Cella all over, enjoying every inch of her busty bunny girl’s body. She wanted to enjoy every second of it. Make it last. That was the only reason she hadn’t yet ripped Cella’s clothes off and started fucking her rough and hard the way she wanted so desperately. She wanted to pound her. She will pound her. But she won’t be like those other animals. Luna resolved to be better than those low scum. Unlike them, she knew how to please a woman, how to make her hot and wet. Thɪs chapter is updated by ɴovᴇl(F)ɪre.ɴet

In Luna’s heated obsession which bordered mania, it took her far longer than it should have to realize that Cella blatantly opened herself to Luna’s groping. She pushed out her chest, daring Luna to grope her tighter. She stuck out her neck, begging for a passionate bite that would leave a naughty mark. Her legs were wide apart from the moment Luna jumped her.

She wants it! Luna realized and became even more daring. I knew it! I always knew it! Luna ate Cella’s neck with lips, tongue, and teeth. And even now? She felt my perverted, ugly growth and she still wants me!? We’ll fuck! I’ll fuck her and she’ll moan under me until I cum deep inside her!!

The thought of creampieing her life-long, dearest, closest friend, made Luna unbearably hard which made the bunny girl’s hips move all on their own. Both girls still had their shorts on: one bulging hard with desire to inseminate, the other wet at the thought and eagerly anticipating that moment.

“Hn,” Cella let out little moans after every passionate kiss she received that made her tingle. At least, Cella kept telling herself that it was the kisses that made her tingle and not the hard thing that kept rubbing her private place through her shorts.