1. The Battered Lamp Chapter Fourteen: The Lust of the Concubines


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    her. “They're boarding the plane to Tokyo.” “Oh, thanks,” Fumi said, flushing at the sight of him. He was handsome, and her hungers reawakened. She needed some cum to satiate her. A nice cock plunging into her pussy, spraying her with life-giving cum while— She shuddered, coming fully awake. I need to keep my desires in check. Only blowjobs. Anything else would be wrong. She wasn't a murderer, no matter how much her pussy burned for cum. She would just have to settle for sucking some guy off. And soon, she would never make it on the long flight to Tokyo without some fresh cum to satiate her needs. The handsome man sat a few seats behind her, his face broad and chiseled with dark, brooding eyes and large, strong hands that would feel amazing wrapped around her body as his cock drove into her— No, just a blowjob, Fumi! She could smell the scent of lily, her hormones, wafting from her sex, attracting any man's attention stoking his desires. She glanced back at him, flashing him a smile down the aisle. A grin played on his lips and his dark eyes gleamed. The engines roared, building and building, then the plane shot forward, lifting off into the air. Fumi pressed her thighs together trying to relieve some of the ache. The plane shook, her chair vibrating, and she let out a sigh, closing her eyes and letting the turbulence send shivers through her. The plane couldn't reach its cruising altitude fast enough. A ding rang through the plane. “The captain has turned off the fasten ...
    seat belt sign,” a flight attendant announced. She stood up, walking to the lavatories at the rear of the plane, giving the handsome man a smokey glance and letting her fingers brush his hand. His nostrils flared, taking a deep whiff of the Yuki-onna's pheromones. Fumi kept walking back, putting a little sway to her hips. She could feel his eyes looking back at her, and sensed his growing lust, his cock turgid, driving any thought from his mind but finding satisfaction with the succubus. Fumi paused at the door, throwing him a last sultry glance before she disappeared into the lavatory. Her pussy soaked her panties as she waited for the stranger, sitting on the aluminum toilet, squeezing her thighs. “Come on,” she moaned, her body aching for cum. She tapped her finger on her chin with impatience. “What is wrong with this guy!” She sighed, pressing a hand between her thighs and rubbing her pussy through her pants. “Maybe I didn't give him a strong enough dose.” She took a deep breath, inhaling her lily-scented pheromones. “No. He should be banging on the door right—” He banged on the door. She opened it. “I can't believe I'm doing this,” he said. “We have to hurry. My wife just fell asleep.” Fumi rubbed his crotch—his cock was hard. The zipper rasped and he groaned as her hand fished him out. Her mouth watered; he was pink and throbbing, a drop of precum glinting on the tip and she could smell the salt, smell what she needed. Her mouth engulfed him. “Shit!” he grunted, leavening ...
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