silkysalspam1-50037545 @silkysalspam1-50037545
I've been a succubus for centuries. I've watched civilizations rise and fall, seen the birth and death of stars. My kind has always been tied to desire, to lust. We tempt men with our beauty, with our bodies. It's not just sex we offer, though that is part of it. No, we offer a promise of pleasure, of release.
But sometimes, when I'm feeling particularly...frustrated, I like to indulge in something a little more primal. A huge orgy with dozens of succubi, all writhing together on the floor, their bodies slick with sweat and oil. The smell of it is intoxicating, the taste of it is sweet. And at the center of it all, me, laughing and screaming as I join in.
It's not just about sex for us, though that's a big part of it. It's about power, about control. We're the ones who decide what happens next. We're the ones who make men do our bidding. And when we're at our most...wild, like during one of these massive orgies, we become unstoppable. The universe bends to our will.
You've been watching me through this window. You're curious about succubi and lustful women? Do you want to see more?
Would you like some information about Ahegao or wrestling in an oil pit?
