The Art of Magic (Lesbian Story)

Chapter 6

Zali's body felt far away, like she wanted to do something, and her body knew just what to do.

Her arms subconsciously found themselves wrapping around Izzy's waist, pulling the demon closer.

Izzy's lips found their way to Zali's and the two shared a loving kiss. Tongues danced and wrestled for control, but neither seemed to be making progress.

Zali was confused with how her body was reacting. It was simply acting on its own, without waiting for Zali's input.

She pulled the Succubi's shirt off, discarding it in the grass beside the bed, revealing the large breasts she had seen the first time they met, hidden only by a silky bra.

"So assertive." Izzy smiled, devilishly. "You're making it hard to contain myself."

"What are you doing to my body?" Zali managed, as she rolled atop her succubi, straddling her.

"Your body is doing this on its own. I have nothing to do with it. Say the word though, and it will stop." Izzy answered, her eyes filled with sincerity.

Zali knew that she was telling the truth. If she would say something, asking this to stop, the succubus would end it without hesitation.

But the mage made no such attempt. Instead she gripped the demon's bra and cast it aside before taking the succubi's lips in her own once again.

Having received her answer, Izzy rolled , so she was now straddling the mage. She pulled Zali's shirt over her head and tossed it away, before doing the same to the girl's bra. She then clasped her mouth over one of the mage's nipples, suckling it. At the sudden action, Zali let out a surprised gasp.

This sound caused Izzy to tremble as her horns grew out a top her head. She leaned back, her tail swaying mischievously behind her.

"Make that sound again." Izzy ordered.

"W-what? It doesn't just-" The mage was cut short when Izzy grabbed hold of Zali's left nipple between two fingers as she fondled the smaller girl's breast in her palm.

"Forgive me Mistress." Izzy simply stated, before returning to kissing the girl.

Zali both hated, and loved the experience. She hated her body for melting so quickly, into the touches and contact that Izzy was giving her. But she loved the way her body felt. It was only natural that Izzy could get these reactions. She was practically a sex god.

With her left hand still massaging Zali's breast, Izzy's right hand trailed lower playing with her belt buckle. The mage didn't know if she wanted to stop the demon, or tell her to hurry the hell up.

Quickly, but not quick enough, Izzy managed to remove her trousers and toss them aside, leaving the mage in nothing but her underwear.

Izzy moved her leg between Zali's so her thigh brushed against her heated core, getting the mage to let out a gasp, only to be silence by Izzy's needy mouth and tongue.

Zali's knickers were already soaked with anticipation and need. Her body was melting for the succubus, and she knew she wouldn't last much longer. The demon barely touched her and she felt like she was completely engrossed in the devil's magic.

Perhaps it was magic. Perhaps she was being used by the succubus. Maybe this was what she wanted this whole time? To use Zali and throw her away?

"Mistress." Izzy's voice broke Zali's thoughts, as all her motions had stopped, leaving Zali hanging slightly.

"I will stay." The demon confessed. "If that is what you wish."

"You are not allowed to leave." Zali answered, or perhaps it was more like a gasp. "And don't get used to this! As soon as we leave, I swear to god I'll kill you for this!"