0 comments/ 18707 views/ 3 favorites The Succubus By: Hidden Friend It was a warm sunny summer morning as Dave West left his car in the tiny village car park and followed the path across the fields towards the distant woods. He allowed his mind to drift, enjoying the sounds, sights and smells of the countryside around him. As he walked he could feel the hassles of work drop from his shoulders, thoughts of his cramped office with piles of paperwork slipped to the back of his mind. Climbing a stile he entered the cool canopy of the woods, surrounded by trees he luxuriated in the peace and freedom. As he walked his thoughts drifted, a sun dabbled patch of leaves brought to mind images of his ex-girlfriend lying naked in tangled sheets. As the memories of their times together filled his mind he became aroused, his erection trapped in his shorts. He looked around with surprise when his eyes were suddenly dazzled by sunlight, he was standing on the top of a hill that stood free of trees, an island in a sea of green. A young woman sat on the crown of the hill, dressed in a light summer dress, her feet were bare, long black hair flowed down her back as she gazed at him with deep green eyes. “Hi” “Hi, it’s a beautiful day isn’t it!” “Mmm, I’m Kelly by the way” “Dave” “Why don’t you sit down” Dave sat down beside Kelly, turning to her he was struck by her beauty, the sun shone through the dress revealing the hidden curves of her body. “Like what you see?” Dave blushed and muttered an apology “Sorry, I shouldn’t stare” “Don’t worry” so saying Kelly lent forward and pressed her lips to his. Dave was intoxicated as Kelly kissed him, his senses reeled to her perfume and taste as her mouth opened and their tongues entwined. He felt her breasts press against his chest as her arms slipped around his neck. His desire was burning through him like an inferno reaching down he cupped her breasts through the thin fabric of her dress, feeling the nipples harden to his touch. He moaned as her hands squeezed his erection through his shorts, before he felt her fingers on the zip. Fresh air caressed his erect cock as Kelly freed him, pushing his shorts down his thighs. His own hands were not idle as he pushed Kelly’s dress up, his hands running up her naked thighs to her moist centre. He ran his fingers over her clit and along her wet slit before pushing a finger between her cunt lips. Kelly moaned deeply, thrusting her hips up to meet his finger and forcing it deeper into herself. His need was burning within him, unable to wait any longer he pushed Kelly onto her back, her dress was around her hips as he pulled the top down to free her breasts. Pushing her legs apart he placed the tip of his cock at the entrance of her waiting cunt and with one thrust he buried his erection deep in Kelly’s tight, hot pussy causing her to cry out in surprise. The feel of her velvet warmth around his cock forced a moan from his mouth as he lowered his lips to the naked breasts before him. As he moved his cock back and forth inside her hot, moist pussy he suckled greedily at her firm breasts. Savouring the taste and texture he gently nibbled at the hard rubbery nipple causing Kelly to moan in pleasure. Kelly’s legs wrapped around him as she drove her hips upwards to meet each of his downward thrusts. Dave cried out his desire and need as he felt his balls begin to swell as his orgasm fast approached. “O god, yes, I’m cuming, O god I’m cuming, I’m cummmminnnnnnggggggg” Dave pushed his cock deep into Kelly as he felt his cum shoot from him deep into her womb. He lay still for a moment his head resting on Kelly’s naked breasts before he withdrew and sat up. “I’m sorry, that probably wasn’t that good for you” So saying he kissed Kelly deeply, before helping her remove the tangled dress, tossing their clothes aside he kissed her forehead. Trailing kisses over her eyes, nose and cheeks, he slowly moved down her body; intent on returning the pleasure he had just received. He revelled in the taste and scent of her body as he covered her neck with light fleeting kisses, gently running his tongue down over her shoulders to her heaving firm breasts. He ran his tongue around them, spiralling inwards towards the waiting nipples. As he once more nibbled and sucked at them his hands explored the willing body laid before him. He allowed the fingers of one hand to run lightly across Kelly’s naked stomach feeling the muscles contract under his light touch. Slowly he slid it down between the firm thighs and over the light, downy, silken hairs of her mons, before dipping them into the moist slit. When he withdrew them they were coated in their combined juices, raising them he rubbed it into the free nipple, before returning his fingers to the wellspring. Kelly moaned in pleasure as his fingers brushed against her erect clit, causing shivers of pleasure to coarse through her body. He coated both nipples in cum before offering the next load to Kelly’s lips; she greedily licked and sucked them clean as he did the same to her breasts. Moving from her breasts, he slid lower down her body until his mouth at last closed on her open cunt. Pulling the lips apart he thrust his tongue into her pussy drinking the juices from her. As she moaned and thrust at his mouth, he moved his lips to her clit, sucking on it he whipped it quickly with his tongue bringing a cry of pleasure to Kelly’s lips. Continuing his administrations to Kelly’s erect clit he pushed first one then two fingers into her open cunt, fucking her with them. Her back arched to meet each thrust of his fingers as her orgasm fast approached. Suddenly she pushed him away, rolling him onto his back, then she straddled his hips, grasping his erection she slid herself onto it. “Mmmmm, that’s better, now fuck me with your hard cock, fill me with your seed” Dave needed no further encouragement and thrust his hips upward, driving his hard cock into her hot pussy as she pushed down. Reaching up he grasped her heaving breasts, rolling the nipples in his fingers as she moved upon his cock. He could feel his orgasm fast approaching as she screamed aloud her pleasure. “That’s it Davey, fuck me with your cock, fuck me hard, fuck me now. That’s it o god, I’m cuming, I’m cuming” As Kelly’s body shook to her orgasm Dave could feel his own fast approaching. Then something strange seemed to happen. Kelly’s face changed, it became old and wrinkled, her breasts seemed to sag and loose their firmness and her voice became croaked and old. “That’s it fill me with your seed” Dave screamed as his cum shot from his cock and the hag who rode him pressed a toothless gaping mouth to his. As his body shook to his orgasm the mouth seemed to suck the very life from his body. The searches for the missing Dave West continued for two weeks, but no sign of his body was ever found and so he became another walker lost in the wild countryside. Another victim to the darkness that hides in the woods waiting for the next unsuspecting victim to come along. The Succubus I was walking to the library to carry on with my studies of some old manuscripts they kept in the basements. The hot summer day has led the undergraduates to stripping down to the bare minimum acceptable clothes, the amount of creamy smooth female flesh on display was a torture to me. As 26 year old PhD student on the wrong side of being nerdy, I had no regular girlfriend and had not had sex in months. The sight of it made my head and as well as other parts pound. In the cool library I showed my pass and gained entry to the reserved collection in the basement. I was studying some medieval texts which hadn't been translated before concerning alchemy and other arcane 'myth' which I intend to be the background of my thesis. Later in the day I was turning one page of a large bound book when I found a loose scrap of paper. It looked to be of the same age as the rest of the text but it was in a different hand, and a different sort of red ink. My mind translated the archaic English and it read as follows: 'Beware the Succubus. She knows no mercy; her heart is cold and her hunger endless. To gain Elexis's blessing, call her forth on a moonlit night.' Nonsense words followed but they seemed to have a pattern indicating an incantation or spell. Checking no one could see me I hid the scrap in my other papers and finished up for the day. Getting back to my small apartment, my head was bursting from too much sun. I decided to have a lie down and a sleep for the rest of the afternoon. * * * My dreams were unsettled and filled with the naked flesh of the girls I'd seen earlier in the day. I woke up with an amazing erection that was threatening to burst my trousers. Undoing the zip and button , my cock burst out and stood there trembling with my every heart beat. Glancing at the clock I could see it was past 11pm and moonlight was piercing a crack in the curtains. The sight of the moonlight reminded me of the spell I'd seen earlier, and I found my bag and looked for the scrap of paper. Reading it again, I thought it was another myth from the medieval period; on the other hand any female flesh at this point seemed worth a try. Boldly I said the words out loud, and almost suddenly nothing happened. Looking around nothing had changed, my bedroom was the same and there was no sight of anything female except for the nudes calendar on the wall. Then I heard footsteps on the stair. My bedroom door opened and in came a shadow. She came closer, six feet tall, smooth naked female flesh with flaming red hair. She was drop dead gorgeous and apart from the slight reddish tinge to her skin, she might have been a centrefold. Well she did have a four foot long tail but I expect you could airbrush that slight discrepancy from any photos. She walked up to me and I could she her skin was hot and flushed. She pushed me back on to the bed, and sat across me. With a slightly European accent, she said "You called Elexis? You want my services? You seek the ultimate satisfaction?" What else could I say? I answered, "yes, yes, emm please". She literally ripped the rest of my clothes off. Tearing my shirt and trousers, she used them to tie me to the bed. Defenceless now I lay there waiting for her. She didn't waste any time, grabbing my cock with one hot hand , and my balls with the other she gave a squeeze as if measuring them up. "These will do well for me" she said. Moving up the bed she straddled me and rubbed the tip of my cock against her hairless pussy lips. The sensation was almost unbearable and I nearly shot my cum then. She rubbed me back and forth and I could see her pussy engorge and open up. Her clit swelled up and stood out, I swear it was as big as my thumb. I managed to hold on and after a short while she slowly lowered her moist pussy onto my cock an inch at a time, feeding me deeper into her as she raised and lowered her body. When I was deep inside her, she used her pussy muscles to squeeze while still moving up and down. I was lost in sensation, the hot moistness of her enveloping me. I was pushing in as much as I could and started to come, pounding hard and squirting my cum deep into her. Once I'd got my breath back, I told her "Thank you that was nice" and asked to be released. She replied "Mmm that was tasty, but I think it is my turn now." She lifted herself up and I flopped out of her, my cock already soft after its exertions. My cum was leaking from her pussy, she caught some and rubbed it back into herself, and then licked her fingers, "mmm yes very tasty, I must have more". I mentioned her tail before. This was long like a cats with a rounded almost bulbous end , but it was hairless and smooth. It had a life of its only and had been flicking back and forth as I fucked her earlier. Now she grabbed hold of it now and fed it to herself, and started using it to fuck herself hard, "mmmm much better". Moving back down the bed, her face was now close to my limp prick. Her breath was hot on me and was starting to have a reviving effect. Her tongue shot out and licked the mixture of cum and pussy juice from it. Her tongue was strange looking, it was very long and narrow, and flicked back and forth like a snakes, but the sensations it was giving were astounding. I closed my eye and felt myself hardening again, she grabbed me and held me tight and then something odd happened. I felt something at the tip of my cock trying to push itself into the hole. Opening my eyes I saw her tongue probing me and I could feel it was already inside me about a centimetre. The sensation was partway between pleasure and pain. Her tongue was stretching my cock eye as far as I could bare, and in an almost fucking sensation every so often it pulsed and went a bit further in. Her mouth enveloped my cock head and was sucking at it giving me pleasurable stimulation which countered any pain. I couldn't of told her to stop if I wanted to. It was like an orgasm in reverse but one that didn't end she was forcing it deeper and deeper but it was really slow, after about five minutes I could feel her tongue had reached the root of my cock and was ticking the muscle there. It forced itself past the muscle and my cock started to spasm in an incredible orgasm, but her tongue didn't stop it kept probing further. My orgasm didn't stop either my cock just kept on pumping as the texture of her tongue rubbed the muscle as it slid by. Deeper and deeper her tongue went. I was nearly unconscious with the pleasure from it. Suddenly she grabbed one of my balls, and held it tight between thumb and finger. I could now feel her tongue probing on inside of my ball sack. Suddenly an intense pain as her tongue stabbed into my ball. Still coming but the pulse of pleasure alternating with the agonising pulse of pain as if I'd been kicked there. She started making more sucking noises, and was slowly crushing my ball between her fingers. After a few minutes of this heaven or hell, there was a slight pop, and it was gone, she had sucked up all the juices and meat from my ball and it imploded. Although fear enveloped me, I couldn't move from the pleasure being inflicted on me. I'd been orgasming now for about fifteen minutes and was nearly paralysed with it. Her tongue probed my sack again and her hand found and held my other ball. Again her tongue stabbed into it, and again the sucking noises. She took it slower this time, eking out what juices were left. Sometimes withdrawing her tongue from me altogether, then pushing it back in penetrating my cock in a new rush of pleasure. It seemed to go on for ever but was probably only half an hour before I heard that tiny pop and my other ball was no more. At the same time, her tail was madly thrashing into her as she orgasmed hard. She pulled her tongue out of me one last time and I was done. "Mmmm thank you my dear," she said still fondling my now empty ball sac," I assume you won't be needing my services again, so this is goodbye." A dainty kiss on the cheek and she was gone, as I passed out on the bed. * * * Next morning I managed to loosen the ties that held me and examine myself. My cock was shrivelled up and in hiding, my ball sack completely empty and loose. But oddly I didn't care. I felt free. I went back to the library as normal, not noticing the women sunbathing on the lawn on the way. It didn't matter to me anymore. I had my research to do. The Succubus Succubi and Incubi are Lilin, children of Lilith, who have been cursed since the beginning of man and cannot reproduce. Sara is a Succubus who wanders the night seeking the magic elixir that only human males can secrete, to give to the incubi to impregnate human females...the only way their kind can survive. Sara loved Manhattan. She lived in an apartment in an old Rosario Candela building facing Central Park that she had paid cash for when it was built. Her prey lived here in large numbers, and in such quantity that it was easy to select the perfect candidates for her mission. She had a much easier life than many of her sisters. A Mona Lisa smile creased her striking face as she thought that none of them really had a rough life, it wasn't as if the mission were hazardous or even unpleasant. Still, she thought, the Incubi sometimes sought genetic traits she cared nothing for. Her long dark hair, which flowed to her waist, swirled as she turned to survey her wardrobe of "hunting" clothes for this night's work. She needed only to attract her prey like a moth to a candle flame. Inwardly she laughed, for who of them would seek to share the stories of her conquests? Who would believe them? She had no need of polished, experienced lovers, she needed youth and vigor and freshness. Her greatest pleasure in life came from the success of extracting their essence for her mission. The countless years she had been performing her task had left her with a frantic desire to collect, as there were few Succubi left. Her race was in mortal danger of extinction: many samples were needed, as many of the Incubi's impregnation attempts were unfruitful. She stood naked before the full length mirror in her walk in closet, and gloried in the perfection that was her body. Bold green eyes peeked out from under long sultry lashes. Both were framed by her dark, arched eyebrows. High cheekbones covered smoothly with fine milky skin were the perfect accompaniment to her generous wide lips and perfect teeth. The long slender neck gave her an elegant, haughty look that served to discourage the attentions of humans she had no desire to seduce. Full, upturned breasts topped by small nipples that literally drove men wild when she allowed them to see her overshadowed her small flat belly, which in turn flared to slim curvy hips. All of this magnificence was perched on long, slim, shapely legs and perfectly turned ankles, which she frequently adorned with a white coral anklet. Looking over the clothes, she decided on a tight fitting scarlet dress with a neckline plunging nearly to her navel, and a slit up the side nearly reaching her hip. Carrying the dress into her bedroom, she laid it on the bed and went to her bureau to select the proper undergarments for this night's hunt...and then decided this night would require none. She sat on the bed, still nude, and fastened the pure white coral anklet on the same side of her body as the slit in her dress, then stood and slipped the scarlet fantasy over her head. She ran her fingers through her hair, pulling it back behind her ears in order to put on white coral earrings that matched the anklet. Fluffing the hair forward and off her ears, she looked in her dresser mirror, turning her head left and right to make sure she had created the look she had found most effective in her centuries of practice. "Tonight", she said aloud to herself, "I think Broadway." Broadway at night usually provided several targets suitable for her use. She would find them outside the theaters, and sometimes she would follow them inside. Sometimes she would lure them onto carriage rides in Central Park, and other times, when the moon was strong and the fever to complete her mission drove her, she took them right in the streets. Her plans altered soon after she left the door of her apartment building. Directly across the street she saw a group of young men, some sort of college group, standing and watching people strolling in Central Park. She smiled to herself, selecting a tallish young man with sandy hair and brown eyes standing slightly away from the others. She noticed he wore a fraternity pin on his collar, which explained to her the group presence. Without any drama at all she walked up to the young man, captured his eyes with her own, and said to him "I need you." She had spoken in a low voice, and no one else had seemed to notice either of them. The young man, his mouth dry and his eyes wide, seemed completely bowled over. He seemed to try to speak, but his adam's apple simply worked up and down, though no sound passed his lips. He nervously nodded his assent, and without further discussion she led him to one of the carriages offering long rides around the park. She led him into the classic white carriage, as one of the other fraternity boys noticed them and waved wildly while pulling the sleeves of one of his friends. "Yo, Matt" he yelled. "Geez, willya lookit that! We've been here half a day and Matt scored already!" The two young men shook their heads and slowly turned back to their friends. Sara and Matt took no notice of them. Inside the carriage, the sounds of the city muted, there was no thought of talking. Sara fascinated the young man, he could not take his eyes off her. His eyes travelled the length of her, top to bottom and back again, he seemed unable to stop. Sara loved being adored, and she often watched her victim's eyes to see which of her features most appealed to them...it made it easier for her to get what she wanted without wasting time. "The young ones usually go for my breasts", she thought, and once again her instincts proved right as his eyes latched on to the expanse of skin running down to her navel. She moved her shoulders closer together and leaned forward to make it easier for him to see the objects of his desire, but he flushed and averted his eyes. She smiled silently at him, reaching for his face with one hand and pulling him towards the skin between her breasts. As his head touched skin, she pulled his hand from his lap and pushed it inside the top of her dress. She moved her thigh and the slit in her dress parted, exposing a great expanse of smooth, pale thigh to the moonlight. Matt was delirious, his hand was holding the most beautiful tit he had ever seen...and it was hot to his touch, the hard nipple poking his palm insistently. She moved slightly and her other breast was exposed, and she was pushing it into his mouth...he was afraid he would cum in his pants. This was just like the stories he and his frat brothers read and shared back at school, except this was real! "Holy Shit!" was the only coherent thought he had, and it kept recurring. Her breath quickened, she was excited by his innocence and the smell of the juice rising in him. She would revel in the completion of this mission...and tonight she would feed well and long. Knowing he wouldn't last long. She shrugged the shoulders of her dress off, leaving her naked from the waist up, and slid to the floor of the carriage in front of him. She placed both hands on the enormous lump in his crotch, and spoke the only other word he would ever hear her say to him. "Please" she said while caressing his lap with her eyes. With shaking hands he unfastened his belt and trousers and exposing his cock to the night air. As she gazed at the thick length of him, the hunger overpowered her and she plunged him deep into her mouth. The urge was so strong that when his cock reached the back of her throat she began to twist her head back and forth, forcing him into her throat. She didn't gag, she didn't choke, she didn't even cough. She stopped only when there was no more of him exposed, her nose pushed tight against his pubic hair. She slid her hands beneath him and grabbed his full, heavy balls in her hand. She fondled, squeezed, and pulled at them...and her throat muscles literally began to writhe. Matt had never even had a dream this erotic. The feel of her slippery mouth and throat on him were excruciatingly pleasurable, almost to the point of pain. This gorgeous exciting woman, naked to the waist in a public place, was rubbing her breasts against his khaki clad legs and deep throating his cock! And the noises coming from her working throat indicated to him that she loved it! His mind was as swollen with lust as his cock was, and he began to hump against her face with his hips. She stayed with him, never allowing a millimeter of his engorged dick to emerge from her mouth. He began to ejaculate in great heaving spurts, cumming as he had never cum before, his orgasm seeming to last forever. Her head never moved, he just felt her throat muscles milking his cock. When the last drop of cum had been torn from his balls, she sighed around him and slowly withdrew the spent organ from her mouth. She smiled at him and climbed right up on his lap. She cradled his head between her breasts and began to kiss his ears and neck. He felt the need to say something to her, maybe thank her, but her questing mouth stopped him. He suddenly realized that he could feel nothing between them, that his flaccid cock was between her naked thighs, and in fact, she was gently rubbing her smooth pussy up and down along his shaft. He could feel the hard nubbin of her clit as it bumped over the head of his prick, the juices from her pussy making both of them slick. The natural drowsiness and sluggishness leftover from his incredible orgasm moments before left him as if a bucket of cold water had been thrown over him. Her movements on his cock stayed steady as she thrust her breast into his mouth, silently urging him to suck on it. The hard nipple teased against his teeth, and he bit down on it lightly. Her hip movements became more urgent as his cock began to harden again. Even before it became fully erect, she had guided him into the incredible furnace that her pussy had become. He believed that if she were any hotter she would have burned him. Now her hips were making grinding circles on his lap, she was riding him as if he were a wild horse. He lifted her, rolled over on top of her and started sliding out til only the head of his cock was still inside, then all the way back down until he was fully buried in her. Her hips began to jerk upwards, to slam into him on his downward strokes. He made sharp whimpering sounds as their hips met. Her legs splaying wide as she tried to take him deeper inside. Unbelievably he felt the start of another orgasm begin deep in his belly, and he was approaching the brink again. She felt his surge too, and frantically disengaged from him. Terribly confused, he stared as she located his cock with her hands. Never looking at anything but his cock she squeezed him and felt the cum about to explode from his organ yet again. She didn't even hesitate, plunging her mouth down, forcing him deep into her throat. When she finished milking him dry a second time, he was literally physically drained. He wasn't sure he even knew his own name. He was aware enough that he heard her pay the driver and tell him to take the young man once more around the park before he fell blissfully asleep. "Where's Matt?" The blonde boy who'd called for Matt asked. The group was still there, though only the blonde young man had noticed her return. She walked up to him and reached for his hand, and a confused look came over his face. "You want to take a carriage ride with me too?" she asked, and he nodded. "Hey, I'd love to take a ride around the park with you!" he said. No one seemed to notice as they entered another carriage and began their ride. Sara sat closely, friendly as if they'd known each other all their lives. She gradually sidled closer to him and she could see his eyes narrowing in on the low cut dress. She gradually leaned slightly forward so that his view of her full, hard nippled breasts was unimpeded. She smiled in amusement as she noticed his penis bulging in his pants. He tried to cover it with his hands and by crossing his legs. Sara maneuvered his arm up around her shoulders, careful not to interrupt his view of her breasts. His breathing grew harsher. At one point the carriage hit a bump and his hand slipped, with a little help from her, down inside the front of her dress. He moaned and she leaned into him, pressing his hand closer, pushing her hard nipple into his hand. Turning her face to his, she kissed him, probing deeply with her delicate pointed tongue. The hunger was still with her, and she had to restrain herself, so she wouldn't lose his attentions. She rested her hand lightly on the bulge at his crotch, squeezing his cock gently through the fabric of his pants. His eyes became glassy as he began to hunch against her hand. She raised the skirt of her dress, climbing astride his lap. He could feel her nakedness pressed against his trousers, but his youth forced his hands to the fabulous breasts that were almost effortlessly in his face. He pushed her dress down off her shoulders, grabbing her breasts with both hands, his mouth on her neck just below her ears. His fingers found and twisted her nipples, causing them to swell and harden even more. Surprisingly, he knew just how hard he could pinch and squeeze them, stopping just shy of hurting her. She found this extremely erotic, her eyes glancing upwards at the full moon shining from the trees in the park, reminding her this was her season of desire...as if she needed to be reminded as she ground her wet pussy against the bulge in his pants. This cock was smaller, but it carried heavier balls. Saliva filled her mouth, and she nearly drooled in anticipation. His moaning got louder, and his hips began grinding back against her pussy. She removed the dress completely this time, revealing her glorious body in the moonlight. Her dark hair, her green eyes, her magnificent body and her pale white skin combined to give her an unearthly beauty. The young man saw her sudden exposure and was nearly transfixed, his moans and motions nearly stilled by the sight. The lust of her season shone through her eyes and onto her face though, and he soon returned to his own rush of desire. She fiddled with the catch on his belt, and fumbled with his zipper. His open mouth went to her breasts as he helped her pull his trousers down off his hips. As soon as she felt his bare thighs exposed beneath her, she rose, captured his cock in his pussy and ground down on it, sinking it until her clit was resting on his pubic bone. The rhythm of the carriage bouncing over the pavement accentuated their own movements, and their pleasure began to mount violently. The carriage suddenly stopped, though neither noticed as they immersed themselves in the pleasure of their joining. The carriage door opened on the oblivious couple and the young driver who had heard their cries and mistaken what he heard for trouble stood rooted to the spot at the Succubus revealed in all her glory at the height of her season. Without missing a stroke on her blonde young man, she summoned the driver inside. Deep inside her, and pounding away, the blonde man took no notice of the driver. Sara leaned over, still grinding her hips, and kissed the young driver, captivating him as well. The driver pulled his organ out and began to jack off, staring at her beautiful breasts and bare shoulders. His cock began to throb as he stroked, taking in her writhing ass, and hearing the couple's moans. She beckoned him to kneel on the seat beside them, and put a hand on his cock to stroke him. The man beneath her groaned loudly and strained upward, his cock pulsing inside her. Never letting go of the cock in her hand, she leapt off the cock she was astride, kneeling in front of the blonde young man. The driver stared in awe as she opened her mouth wide, white teeth glistening in the moonlight, and plunged her mouth down over the wildly spurting penis. He watched in amazement as her lips fastened around the base of the cock, refusing to let one single drop of the cum escape from her lips. Her hand was squeezing and stroking the driver's dick throughout the young blonde man's entire orgasm. As his organ ceased jerking inside Sara's mouth, she moved her head to stare hungrily at the driver's cock, licking her lips. The driver threw his head back and felt his balls unload just as he felt that incredibly hot mouth engulf his cock. Smiling, Sara left the carriage. Clothes back in place, demure and ordinary, she didn't even glance back at the men in the carriage. She was amused to think of how the men would explain their disarranged clothing or their wild erotic dream to their friends without sounding like adolescent schoolboys. Sara entered her apartment feeling wonderful, completely happy. She went to her bedroom window overlooking the park. In moments one of the Incubi entered through her window. "Your mission was successful?" he asked. She nodded her head yes, and went to her closet, coming back with a golden chalice in her hands. The Incubi placed one hand on her forehead, and rubbed a spot on her throat with the other as she leaned over the chalice. "Release" said the Incubi. From Sara's open mouth flowed all of the cum she had swallowed. "You have done well this night" he told her after examining the contents of the chalice. "You may have to come back," Sara smiled at him, "the hunting is good tonight." The Succubus Moriko lived in a small cabin on the edge of a forest. The people down in the village claimed the forest was haunted, and that Moriko should not live so close to it, but she paid them no mind. She liked living alone, just her and the forest creatures to keep her company. The japanese summer had been merciless the last couple of days and Moriko was praying for a summer rain. She sat on the floor of her cabin, sweating, hoping for rain to cool herself down. She had just washed her hair, she kept it pretty short so she didn't have to fuss with it. After drying her hair she closed her eyes and started fantasizing about jumping naked into a cool pond, refreshing herself, swimming in the moonlight, maybe have some company... She woke from her fantasy by a sudden rustling sound. To her surprise it was already dark outside, she must have dreamed longer than she thought. She peered through the open door trying to make out shapes in the darkness when she saw it, a Fox was sitting between her cabin and the edge of the forest. The animal just sat there, looking at Moriko through the open door. She curiously looked at fox. The local people said foxes were magical and Moriko was inclined to believe them. She had never seen a fox in this part of the country and she was fascinated by the beauty of the animal. Suddenly the creature turned around and started to move slowly towards the edge of the forest. Before she was conscious of her actions Moriko had gotten up to follow. Her white night gown was illuminated in the moonlight, just a few paces behind the bright red animal running through the summer grass and into the forest. Every time she thought she had lost track of it, she registered a movement in the corner of her eyes. She didn't know for how long she had been trying to catch up to the fox but she was certain she had never been in this part of the forest before. Suddenly the fox disappeared behind two trees. She followed and stepped out on a clearing. Moriko saw something moving in the middle of the clearing, was it the Fox? She thought so, but then the shape seemed to change and turned into something bigger, almost... could it be a woman, kneeling there in the clearing? It couldn't be, could it? I must be dreaming, Moriko thought to herself. Still hiding behind the tree she watched the creature stand up and there was no doubt anymore, it was a woman, she was naked, her back turned to Moriko. Her movements were slow and delicate. A light summer rain was starting to fall from the night sky and the woman seemed to welcome the wet drops as if cleaning herself from the transformation. The woman slowly turned around, her eyes fixed on Moriko! Moriko's first instinct was to run, but she could not take her eyes of the woman. The woman lifted her hand as if to invite Moriko. Moriko surprised herself by stepping out from behind the tree and walking into the clearing, the rain falling harder now, soaking her night gown. She stepped up to the woman, whose beautiful face had fox like features and her eyes seemed to glow in the dark. The woman's fingertips started to glow in a light that couldn't be described with earthly colours, her hand outreached, Moriko couldn't help herself but to lift her hand and spread out her fingers. As their fingers touched, there was a spark and the light slowly crept up Moriko's hand, it felt... it felt warm and different, she felt something awaken inside her that had not stirred for a long time. She took a breath of air, blushing, daring to look up into the woman's face. The eyes that starred into hers, were inviting and sensual, she felt a warmth between her legs, the rain still falling on her body, she pulled the nightgown over her shoulders and let it fall softly to the ground. The rain felt wonderful on her naked body, Moriko felt so alive. She took another step and the woman raised her hand to Moriko's cheek and touched it, it was electric, sparks seemed to shoot out in the night sky and Moriko moaned at the touch, she felt the charge go through her body, felt herself losing control, all she wanted was to be touched by this woman. The woman's hands slowly ran down her cheeks, tracing her neck and coming to a halt on Moriko's breast, Moriko felt her nipples growing hard, felt the desire grow and grow, felt the light completely covering their bodies. The woman suddenly closed the final distance between them and kissed Moriko. A kiss like no other, pure desire, pure lust, the woman's tongue finding her way between Morikos lips and finding her tongue. Moriko moaned, kissed back, felt their tongues play with each other, felt the heat rising in her body, between her legs, wanting to be unleashed. The woman's hand sliding up Moriko's inner thigh, finding it's way up to the realm of Moriko's senses, touching it. Moriko gasped, let out a lustful scream that echoed into the night. The rain grew stronger, flashes of lightning hit the clearing and thunder was in the air, the woman seemed to become more powerful, her eyes more hungry. Moriko felt her shoulders being grabbed, every touch making her moan, felt herself being turned around, felt teeth sinking into her skin, not deep enough to draw blood, but deep enough to leave their mark, deep enough to send shivers of lust down Moriko's spine, deep enough to make her scream. The womans hands squeezing Moriko's breast, pulling her closer, her knee sliding between Moriko's legs and suddenly they where on the ground, she felt the wet grass between her hands, holding onto it as the womans fingers slid between her thighs and touched her sweetest spot. She felt the magic of those fingers, the charge going through them into her, she could not have imagined getting wetter than she was before, yet she felt herself melting, as fingers were sliding inside her, Moriko on her knees, arching backwards, into reach of the woman's teeth, they sunk into her again, while wandering hands were squeezing her breast. "Oh yes, don't stop, please, don't stop!", Moriko begged, she moved her hips riding on the waves of pleasure the woman's fingers gave her. "Don't stop!" Moriko was glowing, the woman's hand seemed to disappear between Moriko's legs, reaching deep into her, finder her essence, touching it, thunder and lightning struck the clearing, Moriko seemed to float in the air. Fingernails were digging into her skin, drawing blood, making her scream, making her moan with pure lust, teeth leaving passionate bite marks everywhere, driving her to the edge of sanity and beyond. The woman's hand was on her chest now, the light radiating from her hands, connecting with Moriko's skin, finding her heart, the light seemed to flow out of Moriko around her and into the woman's body. The woman's face was hunger and lust, flushed with passion, the fingers inside Moriko started moving more frantic, making her shake, making her move her hips faster and faster, feeling on the verge of climax, so close, the woman opened her hand and the lights exploded, the storm came crashing down upon their bodies, Moriko screamed into the night and came. Arching her body, floating in the air, trying to hold onto sanity, moaning, panting, feeling wave upon wave of orgasms hitting her before she collapsed and found herself on the wet grass, sweating, her hair a disordered mess, full of bite marks and scratches, but the woman was gone. The last thing she saw before she fell into a deep dreamless sleep was something red, disappearing into the trees. The Succubus I'm dying. My life is slowly being drained away by forces beyond my control. It all started a couple of weeks ago. I was in bed, asleep when I had what I thought to be a just a very vivid nightmare. I dreamt that I was visited by a Succubus, a demon from the Abyss. These demons take the form of alluring, sensuous women and snare unknowing men to their doom by draining their life-force with their supernatural sexual appetite. They appear over your bed in the dead of the night, wraith-like creatures dressed in flowing silk, revealing more than it hides. Thoughts and images flow through your mind as they stare deep into your eyes, laying your soul bare. They force you to reveal every dark desire you keep buried deep in your mind, and twist them to their own ends. They can take to form of any person you have ever desired, and in a semi-conscious state your body responds automatically to their presence. They are ruthless and evil incarnate.... It was a very hot night and I was lying naked on my bed, dreaming of flying over an abstract landscape. Suddenly the room went cold, and the first layers of sleep were peeled back as a sixth sense warned me of something... In a sleep-induces haze I opened my eye slightly and saw the form of an incredibly beautiful woman hovering directly above me, bathed in light. A voice started to echo in my mind, reassuring me, comforting me, telling me that I was still dreaming. The form started to drift down towards me, billowing white silk barely hiding the firm pert breasts and erect nipples. My eyes wandered down the demon's body, down to the neatly shaven pussy occasionally glimpsed through the silk. She was just a few inches above me when she reached down and placed both hands on my chest. I was startled by her touch and started to wake up again when her voice resurfaced in my mind, more forceful this time, telling me that I was just dreaming. An alarm bell went off in my head and I struggled to wake, but her insidious thoughts had weaved a web my mind could not escape from. I reached my hands up and gently caressed each breast, gently squeezing and stroking them. My fingers slide towards the erect nipples and I pinched and rubbed them, hearing her quiet moans of pleasure resound in my mind. This time my mind shouted at me to wake, that this was terribly wrong. I pulled my hands away slightly and shook my head, trying to clear away the cobwebs. But her powers of suggestion were too strong and the warnings vanished into a distant, indistinct mumble. Her hands slid down my body to my rapidly hardening cock, and she wrapped her hand around it and gently stroked back and forth, bringing me to a full erection. She then started planting kisses on my chest, running her tongue over my nipples before moving down towards my penis, kissing me all the while. Her lips eventually touched my cock, which throbbed to her touch. She slid her tongue along it length, starting at the base and working her way up to the engorged head. Her mouth greedily enveloped my cock, and her head started to bounce gently up and down as she sucked, licked and nibbled on my swollen phallus. Her unnatural ministrations soon had me to the brink of orgasm when she stopped, sensing that I was going to cum. The flowing silk vanished in a shower of stars and I finally got a good look at her perfect body. She hovered above me and spread her legs, her pussy juice dripping out of her cunt and onto my groin where is sizzled with the unnatural heat. She slowly lowered herself onto my throbbing cock, and I could fee the intense heat rolling over me in waves even before she impaled herself on my shaft. My body twitched as I felt her boiling hot cunt touch the tip of my cock, and I gritted my teeth as that extreme heat engulfed my cock. Her cunt was quite tight yet very slick and I glided easily into her until my balls ground against her swollen cunt lips. She slowly raised herself up, and I could see the mixture of her juice and my pre-cum steaming off my cock. She started to bounce up and down, my rock hard cock easily slicing into her burning hot, dripping wet cunt. Suddenly I felt something very strong and coarse wind around my arms and legs, preventing me from moving an inch. This woke me up and I opened my eyes and focused properly on the demon. My eyes widened with horror as I saw the four ghostly tentacles emanating from her back. I opened my mouth to scream and nothing came out - her will prevented me from speaking. I struggled furiously against the bonds, but to no avail as she looked down at me and smiled - evilly. Against my will, my body started to respond more and more to her tight cunt sliding over my dick, and I started arching my back, meeting each of her downward thrusts with one of my own. More moans and groans echo in my mind and she placed her hands on my chest to steady herself as our bodies pounded wildly against one another. I closed my eyes and shook my head in denial, frantically trying to filter out the sensations flowing out of my cock. But the effort was wasted as my body succumbed to its natural urges. We fucked faster and faster, furiously thrashing against each other, my achingly hard cock ramming deep into her burning cunt, her tits bouncing and jiggling as she rode me. We started to rise into the air and her grunts and squeals took on a more sinister, cruel edge as she fucked me, her voice sounding less and less human, more... demonic. She slammed down hard one final time as she came, and a wave of heat enveloped my cock as her cunt tighten severely. This was too much for me and as my cock pulsed and sprayed cum deep into her hellish cunt I let out a huge scream as intense pain wracked my body to the core. As my cock pumped, I could feel something else being taken with my cum, a part of my life force being torn out of my body and sucked away with the thick gobs of cum splashing into her. As the final drops of cum were sucked from my spent balls by her greedy pussy, she released me and I dropped heavily onto the bed, bathed in sweat, my breathing ragged after my experience. She looked down at me and my soul shrank in fear as I saw the evil, cold and pitiless, in her eyes. Maniacal laughter pounded through my head and words began to form... "Such a strong life-force in such a weak and pitiful creature. I normally kill my food, but I think I will keep you for a while, you have such a nice life-force it would be a shame to waste it. See you soon, lover!" Another burst of maniacal laughter and she slowly fades into nothingness, leaving me with just one thought going over and over in my head... she'll be back. The Succubus and Her Butler Succubus princess Nyla is 18 and in college. She has a butler, Remley, to watch over her because she gets in trouble sometimes. A girl sat at large desk with paper set in front of her, very intent on the page. She was scribbling furiously. Every so often she'd reach for a different pen in front of her. The only things that made her any different from a normal girl studying was her elaborate gown and slightly pointed ears. "Nyla, would you like something to drink to help you study?" Remly asked. He walked towards the desk with a glass of her favorite chocolate milk on a silver platter. She jumped. "No Remly!" she exclaimed. "Can't you see I'm busy? I have to learn these spelling words by tomorrow." "You do seem very busy. You've never been this diligent about spelling before." He glided up behind her and surveyed the paper in front of her. It didn't have spelling words on it. There were doodles all over it. A puppy, mysterious flowers, and a tiara. He picked it up crumpled it in a ball. He put another piece of lined paper in front of her. "Now you have to write the words 20 times each." He tried to say that but got interrupted by a whine. "You can't throw that out. I made a picture of a new tiara and I have to give it to the jeweler so I can have it by the ball." She drew a big X over the whole paper and pouted at him. "Nyla, you can't be like that. You have to learn to spell important words so you can be the queen one day. How will you write policy for our nation if you can't even spell fellatio? I saw your attempt earlier. It's one of the most important matters of national politics. We can't have an illiterate queen." Nyla pouted again, looking down. She muttered softly "I'll just have someone else write it." The butler gave her a stern stare and put another piece of paper in front of her. He left the milk on her desk and left her alone to straighten the pillows on her canopy bed. She started slowly writing. After a few minutes her hand started moving quicker. Remley noticed and stealthily went and looked over her shoulder. There were a few spelling words repeated on the top quarter of the page, but the rest was covered with drawings of a different sort. He picked it up out from her reach. "I see you're studying your techniques, but that's not what we're doing right now. Besides, if you tied up a human like that you wouldn't be able to steal his seed." He scowled. He'd had enough of her fooling around. "This is enough. I'm going to have to punish you. It's my duty." Nyla looked at him and said "I don't want to." "That's too bad. Your mother's charged me with keeping you in line and if this is what it takes I'll do it," he pointed at a richly embroidered ottoman. "Bend over that now and I'll let you off easily." She shook her head. He looked exasperated and picked her up easily by the waist. She gave a little show of struggling, but since Remley was part demon it was useless to try to escape someone that strong. His lineage gave him androgynous good looks as well as strength. He set her down on the ottoman with a little bounce, and started to lift her skirt. There were many ruffles underneath and when he lifted it all the way the hem rested on the back of her hair. She wore little shorts with lace underneath the dress, which he pulled down to expose her tanned little bottom. She'd stopped struggling by then and looked back at the man kneeling beside her. Smack! The slap went echoed through the room along with her sharp intake of breath. He spanked her again and she cried out a loud clipped noise. He repeated it again twice. "Are you going to be good now?" he asked. He wasn't sure because the last few cries had sounded more like pleasure than pain. She nodded with a dreamy look in her eyes. Her nipples were straining against the fabric of her bodice. Remley sighed. "You enjoyed that again, am I right?" Honestly he had enjoyed it, too. The sight of her tight bottom, now pink with the sting of his blows had made something in him start stirring. "Absolutely not," she said pridefully. "I hate when you treat me like a child." Remley ran a finger between her pussy lips and sighed. She was extremely wet. He knew it was much too late for studying. "How about we change subjects?" Nyla looked at him with a questioning gaze. "We can switch to studying how to suck the seed out of a man." Nyla looked unconvinced. That was her favorite subject but she wasn't in the mood for schoolwork. "I'll give you a reward at the end of the lesson," he conceded. "What kind of reward?" she asked with a glint in her eye. "I don't want to unless you give it to me with your cock afterwards." "I will accommodate that wish, even though you know it's useless." Nyla was considered somewhat of a deviant in the succubus court. Intercourse was seen as useless and unnecessary, because the way they got their powers was sucking the seed out of men, not using them in other ways. Giving them that kind of pleasure was supposed to be beneath them. "I'll say what's useless and what's not. You're only the butler." "Well after the lesson I'll give you what you want." He opened the front of his formal robe and immediately became hard. That was one of his powers. His member was somewhat long and very thick. He could also control its shape. There were no scales on it like he had on the backs of his hands, but there were outlines of them, like tattoos, over the whole thing. Nyla looked at it and licked her lips. "Lie down on that couch. I'm not kneeling for you," the princess commanded. Her butler complied, lounging on the long couch facing her bed. She hopped up on the couch, straddling his legs and sized him up. This time he was thicker than he usually was. It intimidated her a bit. Still, she leaned over and licked him, from base to tip. She put the head in her mouth and swirled her tongue around. She leaned over it and drew it further into her mouth, but it was difficult. His thick cock was too much for her little mouth. She sucked on it the best she could. "That's not enough, you know that," he critiqued her. It actually felt very good and he knew he was going to have to hold himself back to give her a proper lesson. She tried to take him in further and gasped a little bit. She sucked as hard as she could, but it was hard to breathe with such a large cock in her mouth. She had it in just over halfway. She took the base in her hand, jacking him there. He groaned with pleasure, but said "No hands allowed on the next test." Then he added, "I'll let you do it here, though for practice. She nodded, cock still in her mouth, and contimued sucking and pumping her hand. She bobbed her head in time with her hand. She was getting tired, so she let go of his member and licked in in little circles down one side and up the other side, teasing him. "Back on topic, Nyla," he said, strained. She sighed and put it back into her mouth, this time going down on it further, causeing the butler to moan. She gave it her full attention, sucking and bobbing until Remley's face contorted and he came. He came more than a human man and the princess couldn't swallow it all. Some of it got on her face. It was creamy and tasted like milk. "Good job, princess. You still need work before the test, but you're getting much better." He wiped his flaccid member off with the towel tucked into the belt of his robe. She really was getting better. She licked the drops of his seed from her lips, and smiled at him showing one of her pointed teeth. She obviously didn't care too much about his assessment of her skills at the moment. She unlaced the top of her bodice and presented her small breasts to her butler. "Get hard for me again. You know what to do. He looked at her pink nipples and didn't need the help of demonic powers to make himself hard again. It had returned to the same shape, thick and long. He took her breasts in his hands and knelt to put one nipple in his mouth. He sucked on it gently at first, but then hard. He began to bite at it gently. She made a small noise of pleasure. Smiling, he gave her left nipple the same treatment. But she was impatient. She pulled her skirts up and put his hand between her legs to her dripping sweet spot. "Faster, Remley," she ordered. He laid her on the couch and propped himself on top of her. He slowly slid two fingers into her tight hole. She moaned. He started moving them in and out while she bucked her hips in time with him. He used his thumb to gently rub her clit the whole while. Nyla couldn't stand it anymore. She pushed Remley off her. She turned over onto her stomach and presented her bottom into the air with her legs spread. Her pink pussy lips glistened with moisture. "Now, Remley." He didn't hesitate. He knelt between her legs and put his penis at her opening. He rubbed it along her slit to tease her. "I said now!" she commanded. So he eased it in. It wouldn't go in all the way because he was too thick. Only the tip would fit in at first. Nyla arched her back in this exquisite combination of pleasure and pain. "You made yourself too thick again," she complained, gasping. Remley smiled. He was going to get back at her for misbehaving so badly earlier. He thrusted again, getting himself in halfway. She grunted, but she was also pushing herself onto him. "Again," she pleaded. He obliged and pushed himself all the way in, to the hilt. It felt so good to be inside her, so tight and wet. Nyla was sweating. Remley was going to give her a chance to rest, but she pulled her hips forward, bringing him out of her and lunged back to bring him in. "What are you waiting for?" she panted. Remley was surprised. The princess had never been this ardent before. He slowly started thrusting into her building up his speed until he was banging her as fast as he could. She was crying out in pleasure with each thrust. "So close!" she said between cries. "My breasts!" she cried desperately. He knew what she meant. He bent over her so his body cupped over hers and took her nipples between his fingers. In time with each movement he pinched them hard. Her cries of pleasure redoubled until her hips moved in time with his even harder. Her pussy squeezed around him in quick waves until she called out a call that would have stunned any mere human. She went limp, breathing hard. Remley let her rest a moment, still inside her. "Princess, if I may," He asked politely. Nyla looked back at him, considering. She didn't often let him come. But he had been such a good servant and lover that time. "Just this once." As soon as the words were out of her mouth Remley growled low in his throat and started fucking her harder than he had before. Nyla made a noise of protest and tried to get up, but his hands on her hips were too strong. He had her for a minute until with one last thrust roared as he came inside her. He wanted to collapse and rest in the afterglow but he did have his duties. He cleaned up the princess with the cloth attached to his robe and righted her clothing. He belted his own robe back up. "So, Nyla," he said to the pouting princess, "What was that about spelling practice?"