Perfect meets perfect

Ecstasy.

That was the only thing on my mind. That was the only thing I was feeling.

I had no clue what was going on, I only knew the perfect flesh before me and how that could give me the pleasure I have been deprived of.

There was a voice in my head that was telling me to stop and that what I was doing was wrong. But that small voice was drowned out by the symphony of moans flooding my ear.

How pleasurable.

I did everything that came to my mind, I followed every desire that popped out from the dark side of my heart, except for penetration.

My sanity and morality had worked overtime to stop me from crossing that line.

But that didn't matter because I was more than able to find enough satisfaction with her perfect body.

I felt enough pleasure using her body alone, whether it was because I was frustrated for days or because she had such a perfect body was a genuine question.

Her body was more perfect when felt than seen. A face and body akin to a perfect doll, that was what you would see when you looked at her.

But with a heart filled with lust and the permission to feel her to your heart's content, the assessment changes slightly.

The perfect sex doll.

She was not only perfect visually but also perfect when it came to the real deal. I have felt the bodies of two exquisite beauties as well but I have never felt like this.

Everywhere I touched, everywhere I kissed and everywhere I violated was sexually perfect. As if God itself had crafted her to be used as such.

The personification of perfect feminity,

And I get to play with that as I please.

I rubbed my cock all over her pretty face which everyone admired afar. I played with her generous breasts which I had no doubt stole the breath of many other men. And I sandwiched myself on her bubbly butt the shape which probably turned numerous heads.

The pleasure I derived from those actions was so overwhelming that I felt like she was tailor-made for me.

Our body had this special connection that I had never felt with other girls.

A special connection and recognition that sent shocks of pleasure whenever I made contact with her and made everything feel better tenfold.

I think I know why.

Perfect meets perfect.

One of the main traits of an incubus is having the perfect body. I guess that resonates with her body which was effortlessly perfect without even having a supernatural race.

Not only that, another to mention was her lewd voice. She had such a beautiful and sexy voice that I am sure her moans alone could make a virgin cum from another room.

And when that sweet voice calls out your name in overwhelming pleasure, it does something to you.

It made you forget everything else and forced you on a mission to earn more of that sound, that moan.

"Yuiiitooo~!" She would call out, again and again.

It felt like her lips had only ever known my name. As if her voice had married my name and couldn't exist without it.

It was by far the most intense session I ever had, and we didn't even have sex.

I cummed between her ass cheek, on her meaty thighs, on her toned stomach, on her model bosom, on her hair, on her face, and finally in her mouth.

After the sixth time, clarity came back to me.

I stood over her body lewdly covered with white sticky semen. Not just her body but the whole bed was painted white.

I looked down with rapid puffs of breath while running my hand through my messy purple hair.

Komi was a blubbering mess and her body twitched and there was a clear flow of transparent liquid on her red puffy pussy lips.

"Oh God." I mouthed with a trembling voice. I grabbed the locks of my purple hair, "What have I done?"

Reality hit me like a bullet train. All the other feelings and thoughts once suppressed by my lust came back with vengeance now that my lust was gone.

That small voice which was drowned out by Komi's moan now roared in my mind.

'You are a piece of shit!!!'

I closed my eyes and counted to ten. Then I opened them again to be greeted with the same sight. It was real.

"Of fucking course I won't just wake up in my bed after closing my eyes."

It was real. I had just manipulated Komi into letting me use her body to satisfy my urges. I had taken advantage of her love for me.

But what's done is done. Now I need to accept the situation and my mistake and get ready to face the consequences.

The first step should be cleaning Komi and the bed.

I bent down and touched Komi's body. I put my hand on one cheek of her fat ass and she flinched while letting out a moan.

She was super sensitive. I had not done anything for her and focused solely on my pleasure.

The orgasm she had was only by her fingering herself.

'You are a piece of shit.'

This was no good. I couldn't leave her like that so I plunged my digit in her pussy and felt her soft walls suck on my fingers,

"Uuuuuuuu~" She arched her back and moaned, she raised her butt and pushed it back to give me easier access.

I got another erection as I felt her lewd inside suckling on my two-digit but I was more than capable of holding myself back.

I did a quick work and pressed on her inside. In mere seconds of testing my fingers around, she had a minute-long orgasm.

Her body flopped down on the bed and Komi looked back at me with hazy eyes,

And she said the most brazen thing ever, "Was it good?"

Lost for words, I gaped at her flushed face and mist eyes. "Did I do good?"

Thinking back on it, indeed she was doing everything she could to pleasure me. From spreading her ass cheeks, pushing her boobs together when my cock was sandwiched and opening wide when I face fucked her.

She had no idea what she was doing but she really was doing her best, even her moans and calling out my name.

"You did well." I did not know why but I said that while patting her head.

Komi closed her eyes and enjoyed my touch. I could almost see an invisible cat ear twitching with satisfaction.

"Good girl."

Komi opened her eyes and curiously touched the semen smearing her face. She played with it in her fingers and stretched it before she put her stained fingers in her mouth to taste it.

Her eyes sparkled, she seemed to like my tase and quickly got addicted to it.

I watched all of this with a storm brewing in my mind. i know I did something bad but, maybe it was worth it, a devil said to me.

Komi was too casual about the whole thing and her reaction was not at all like what I would've imagined.

I expected her to be sad or even cry after everything was over, instead, she was giving me this pleading look while showing me my semen, as if she was asking me permission to eat more.

I did not know whether to be relieved or to feel more guilty.

"No. That's disgusting, let's clean up before your parents come home."

She gave me a gloomy look before she nodded. I continued observing her - not knowing how to feel - and she noticed my strange gaze.

She smiled.

'Oh.my.God.she.smiled'

It was not a mere illusion that I could see with my special skill [Komi's language.]. It was a real, genuine smile that pierced through my heart.

My eyes go wide.

She giggled.

"You.." Soft and tender voice leaves her lips, "..look silly."

And she talks.

'Oh.Shit.She.talks.too'

This time my jaw fell.

She said our session just now helped. Like I said it would.

She could barely speak now and she could now show emotions a bit.

Now I am confused as hell. I didn't know how to feel and my awaited heavy guilt never came.

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