Chapter 40: 40 A Messy Morning

Tuesday Dungeon points 1540. I wake up in the morning and gently stretch, ensuring not to do too much. I ignore my sopping wet sheets and bed. I’ve gotten used to it since I started leaving my sensitivity to 60. It keeps my dreams exciting as I orgasm in my dreams.

 

I walk downstairs in a sheer blue nightie. The panties are soaked and drip as I walk. My cream slides down my legs, and the feeling is fantastic! It may be weird, but feeling on edge 24/7 is amazing, and I don’t have to worry about any funk or wrinkles as it’s all healthy and purified.

 

I’ve been forbidden from changing myself, so I can only go wake up Brigit. Angelique is coming over today. Franklin will be dropping her off before work. I can’t let her sleep in today.

 

I open Brigit’s door; honestly, she doesn’t look much better than me. She’s sopping wet. Amazingly, she’s like this even though she didn’t do anything. My hand reaches for Brigit, but I pause. I should be able to look at her stats.

 

I think, and her menu appears.

 

Brigit Nemesis, the sexy sister of Hedone

 

Title: Sewing Beauty

 

Race: Succubus

 

Skills:

 

String Transmutation.

 

Wait, what? Why is she a Succubus? I click Succubus to see information about it.

 

Succubus: A woman mutated through a blasphemous act against the gods. They have endless lust that can consume them if not alleviated. They are known for killing their partner during sex. This is due to their bountiful sexual desire.

 

Unlike the common belief that they drain life, they gain energy from the act of sex. This creates an endless loop that the average creature can’t keep up with. They are fucked to death.

 

When I try to check her evolutions, they are all errors. Gods, your game is broken. But she was a succubus the whole time…. That’s just not fair! I had to become a dungeon master to get this sex drive, but you got it for free?!

 

I decide not to gently wake Brigit like a good little sister and straddle her head. I gently rub my throbbing clit on her nose until I explode on her face. Brigit jolts awake and slams her face into my crotch. “Oh shit!” I fall back and squirt like a fountain all over the place. Not only that, but my bladder goes out too, and pee shoots out too, covering Brigit.

 

As I ride the pleasure, I feel a pressure between my legs. I use all my will to look down, and I see Brigit cobbling everything with a sloppy face. It’s too hot!

 

After recovering, I complain, “This was supposed to be a punishment for you.”

 

Brigit scoops my cum off her face and swallows it. “If this is a punishment, I’ll take it every morning. But what was I being punished for?” She asks while licking her tits.

 

“You’re a succubus,” I state, expecting her to understand.

 

“Succubus?” she questions with a tilt of her hand. Her sopping wet hair slides along her body.

 

“Look at your stats.”

 

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Brigit pauses. She should be looking at her screen. “What happened!” she shouts. “Am I not mom’s kid?”

 

I grab her arms and put my head on hers. “I’m sure you are mom’s kid. She doesn’t lie.” Woah, I’m close. I lick my lips, and I can see her mind isn’t on mom anymore. I fall on her and stick my tongue into her waiting mouth.

 

It isn’t a sisterly kiss or a new relationship kiss. It’s a kiss of suppressed desire for years. I grasp Brigit’s breasts and massage them while she squeezes my ass. Our tongues push and prod. I taste my cum in her mouth, and she swallows my spit like it’s a delicacy. We orgasm multiple times in our own world of making out.

 

*Ding dong*

 

We freeze. “Shit, this is why I woke you up!”

 

“Oh yeah, that girl is coming over. Angelique.”

 

I scramble up and think. “Do you have a bathrobe?”

 

“Yeah,” Brigit says. She goes to her closet and pulls it out.

 

It’s white, but I should have expected this. It’s too short to cover anything, and the chest will be on display too. What’s the point if it looks like this? Wear nothing! Still, I throw it on and pull it to cover up as best as possible.

 

It doesn’t matter as much if Angelique sees. In fact, I look forward to it. But I don’t want to show Franklin. I walk to the door and slowly open the door. I see Franklin’s truck as I poke my head out. When he sees me, he waves and begins to back up.

 

I heave a sigh of relief. I look at Angelique, whose cute mouth is turned into a frown. “What’s going on?” she asks accusingly.

 

“Sorry,” I say as I open the door to let her in. “We got distracted, and I haven’t gotten ready yet.”

 

She looks at me, covered in my cream. “What are you covered in? It smells nice.”

 

“It tastes good too. I was uhm making food, and there was an accident,” I lie while rubbing my hair in embarrassment.

 

I’m shocked to see Angelique reach out and stick a finger into the slime on my arm. She takes the finger and sticks it into her mouth. Her frown turns into a smile as I watch her happily swoosh my cum in her mouth. “It is tasty.”

 

“Thanks,” I reply, blushing a bright red. I’m doing my best not to orgasm right now. I hadn’t thought to turn down my sensitivity and Angelique's pure mouth eating my cream is too much! “I need to shower, so it’ll be a while. Feel free to explore as we get ready.

 

Brigit comes out covered with a towel. Hey, wouldn’t that have been better for me! We both walk into the bathroom. Angelique stops us and asks in shock, “you’re going in together?!”

 

Brigit nods. “I need to clean her injury, and it’s still hard for her to move.”

 

Angelique nods apologetically. “Oh, I guess that’s true. Sorry.”

 

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