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Lustful Summoning Ch. 01

By: mjm202036



The young man knew what he was about to do, but he was desperate. He was alone and tired of trying to find the right woman that could fully satisfy his needs. This was what he wanted, even if he did know what the price would be.

The pentagram was drawn on the floor of the second bedroom. The extra mattress lay in the middle of it and the room was dark. Dark, except for the dozen candles that were burning around it. The incense burned as it was listed in the book he had purchased over the Internet.

Jason's low voice began to speak the chant of summoning. It quavered at first, with a little fear of what he was doing, but as he continued the chant, his voice grew stronger and more determined.

The mattress showed signs that something was pressing down on it, at first. Then there was the slight sweet smell of roses and honey. Jason continued to chant, keeping his mind on what needed to be said, down to the exact syllables. The slightest mistake would make this whole event a disaster.

A form began to make its appearance on the mattress. The long legs stretched languidly from about the middle of it, almost reaching the end of the full sized mattress. The legs were crossed at the ankles.

Jason continued the chant, knowing that it would bring the body to its full capacity, even as he felt his groin twitch with desire.

The upper torso came into a clearer view. Pale skin showed around the body, including the very slim waist and strong thighs. Between the two, there wasn't a patch of hair that could have been discernable yet.

The breasts were full and stood on their own will, even though the body seem to be propped up on an elbow. The other armed ran down the slim body to the thighs, ending in a very feminine hand.

Only the fingernails show that this wasn't a normal woman. They were bitch black and long. It was possible that they could be used to do nothing more than scratch a bad itch, but they also looked as they could pierce a mans skin and dig their way to his heart.

The face came into full view while Jason neared the end of the recitation. The eyes were set close together, like a predator. The nose was small and led down to a set of full lips. Her hair flowed down to the mattress and seemed to move on its own, as if it were a live, trying to find something to grip a hold of.

Jason recited the last 100 words of the summoning. His mind told him she was perfect as she was and he didn't need to finish anymore, but the book had explained that it was necessary to say everything. If he didn't do so, then she would be uncontrollable and any chance of him controlling her would be out the window.

During the next few lines that he recited from memory, Jason watched as a few other items began to appear as well. With a slight bit of shock, he noticed a tail start to form behind the lithe female creature. It reached from where the tailbone ended to about the back of her knees.

Also what formed behind her were two large masses that seemed to be affixed to her shoulder blades, but stretched down to the firm cheeks below. Jason now recognized the masses for what they were. Wings. This creature had what looked like bat wings on her back.

He finished up the last of his recitation but didn't notice any more changes.

The smell of roses and honey now permeated the air around him. He could no longer smell the incense he was burning earlier. The room seemed darker, as if the light from the candles was being sucked into this sensual creature lying before Jason.

His dick was now sitting at full attention and he wanted to join this creature on the bed now, but he knew he had to take certain precautions before entering the pentagram with her.

"Who calls me here," the creature asked.

"I, Jason, have called you to this location and hold you here until I'm ready to release you," he responded.

"Why do you call for me," she asked, a seductive tone in her voice, as if begging for him to come to her.

"I desire the need you can give me," Jason said, catching himself taking a step toward her. He knew he had to make sure she knew who was in charge of the situation.

"And what do you desire," she asked.

"For my lust to be fulfilled and you to be on your way back to your realm," Jason said. His lust was becoming stronger. He wanted to be wrapped up in those arms and legs.

"We need to discuss payment for this event," she told him. Her eyes roamed over his body, but that wasn't the only thing that moved. The tail slid across the mattress, like a serpent looking for something to through its coils around and squeeze.

"Your payment will be my seed, when we are done, you will leave at my command," Jason said.

"You may not want me to leave," she said, now rolling over onto her back, her hands began to explore her body, touching areas that Jason wanted so much to be touching.

"You will return when we are done, or you will find I can punish you," Jason said.

"As you wish, I am at your command," she cooed. Her hands ran down her flat stomach, to the waiting lips below, where the fingers seemed to be sucked into them. The hands then slid up the inner thighs and rested at the open knees.

"Join me, master, and I will give you great pleasure," she purred at Jason. "I am yours, for tonight."

He then stepped across the threshold of the circle, a wave of lust attacking his senses, like he had never felt before.

Jason's skin tingled with the need he had. As he kneeled onto the bed between the woman's legs, he felt one of the toes touch his skin. The sensation of pure lust rushed through his body from that point and he felt the need to cum start already.

He began to crawl up toward her, like an animal stalking it's prey. When his head was over her waist, he caught the heady scent of her juices and decided to stop and find out if it tasted as good as it smelled.

"Yes, my lover, taste the desire that you want so badly," she purred, placing her hands on the back of his head, pushing him down to her pussy. "Lap up my juices, so you may last for a long time in my embrace."

He surrounded himself with the heady scent when his mouth reached those wet silk-like lips. His mouth parted to allow his tongue to start on the clit, hoping to give her some pleasure. He figured that even the lowest creatures deserved something other than just his cum for the trouble of being trapped in this world.

The tip of Jason's tongue started flicking across the little nub and he felt her body react. She arched her back and began to push harder on his head. The smell of her musk grew even more intense, as well as his lust.

His head moved lower between her legs, gliding his tongue to the space between the two moist lips waiting there for him. Her hands helped him there as did her legs. Her feet crossed at the ankles again, tightening the thighs around his head.

The lips seemed to suck his tongue into them and he tasted sweet nectar that he never knew could exist. If Jason could bottle this delicious taste, he could sell it and make a fortune. However, his mind was definitely not on making anything, other than love to this wonderful creature of lust.

"Yes, let your tongue explore me," she moaned. "Let me give you a taste of my sweet delights, my sweet."

The tail came up between her legs and, in a caressing manner, slid around Jason's chest. The feeling of wanton lust wrapped around him, just like the tail did.

He began to lap at her pussy, feeling like he was being French kissed by someone who didn't use their tongue in such a kiss.

Jason's lust over took him and he pulled his tongue out of her. She let out a low moan, but didn't try to push him back into position.

He began to crawl up her body, planting kisses along the way, not wanting to lose connection with her. The tail had loosened its grip on his chest and let him slide through. When his waist passed through it, the tail let go and coiled around his upper thigh, flicking the tip and caressing Jason's balls.

It was at that moment the creature's arms slid around his chest and pulled him on down into a tight embrace. The heat of her body engulfed him and the tailed wrapped around his cock and guided it to her pussy.

Jason felt a twinge of fear and kept himself from being forced into the waiting, wanting suction below. He looked into her eyes and saw she wanted him inside her. He gave into her needs, but only above the waist.

The lips met and she quickly put her tongue into his mouth, massaging his tongue, wrapping around it and pulling it into her mouth. Jason's fear fell quickly to the back of his mind as the lust lunged forward.

Jason's hips inched forward, as well. When the head of his dick touched the moist silk lips, the suction down there quickly pulled him in. The tail released his thigh and made its way between his legs.

It caressed, then wrapped lightly around his balls, while beginning to wrap around the base of his dick again. The tail still gently caressed Jason's balls, but tightened on his cock. The tip moved its way to just between Jason's balls and ass. It pressed, nudged and tickled the area.

As Jason felt this happening, he continued to pump the creature with his dick. Each time he pulled away, the suction would draw him back into her heat. Her legs wrapped around his thighs, keeping him trapped in a snare that Jason didn't have any desire to leave.

Jason slid his arms down to her waist and pulled her hips closer to him, letting her know that he had no intentions to leave her anytime soon. When he pulled her closer and dug himself into her even deeper, he felt her body move in an awkward way.

She had arched her back, and then rolled slightly to one side and then the other. Jason noticed that after the movements, she lowered her back and then felt something cover him.

Warmth surrounded him. A feeling as if a leather blanket was wrapped around his back, however, it tightened around him, keeping him pressed against her breast. Her tongue continued to work its magic on him, teasing him to a closer orgasm than he had ever had with any woman.

Jason figured that it was the folded up wings that had wrapped themselves around him, keeping him trapped up against her. The feeling of being out of control of the situation intensified his desire to cum deep into her.

He began to push harder and faster into her, causing her to moan while sucking on his tongue. He felt his breath being pulled from him with each time she sucked on his mouth. Her pussy sucked on his cock, trying to pull the cum out of him while the tail tied off the cock, keeping the orgasm from coming.

Finally, the tail loosened on him and he exploded deep inside her. She started to suck hard on his tongue, pulling even more breath from him. He felt himself sinking onto her, even though he wanted to continue with the sex.

The pussy's suction continued to pull every drop from him. Jason quickly pulled his mouth away from hers and laid his head on her shoulder, placing his mouth near her ear.

"Stop, I command you," Jason said with an exhausted voice. "I've had enough. I can't give anymore."

"Yes you can," she purred into his ear, giving quick kisses and touches to his neck with her mouth and tongue. "You can stay inside me longer than you think your body can take."

Jason suddenly remembered what he had read in the books and ordered her to release him.

The tail dropped away, the wings flew to the sides, her arms and legs completely lost their grips on him and he climbed off of her. He wearily stood over her and walked backward out of the circle of the pentagram.

"I command you to return to your realm, only to return when I call upon you again," Jason muttered, still wanting to rejoin her on that mattress.

She whimpered, but began to disappear in the same manner she had shown up. Jason went to the closest candle to put the flame out, but noticed the candle had almost burned to nothing.

Looking around the room, he noticed most of the candles were burned out and this one was the only one still burning, but barely. He quickly put it out and remembered what something about this candle in particular.

The box it came in recommended burning it for no longer than an hour, but it could burn for up to a day and a half. Jason ran to another room and cut the TV on and watched the news. It was just that. A day and a half had passed and he was glad that he had decided to do what he did on a Friday night.

He would remember that next Friday when he did it again.

Copyright 2001 by Jason Morris. All rights reserved.

Lustful Summoning Ch. 02



Jason spent the whole week thinking about his weekend. Every time, his groin ached for the need that only the succubus could offer.

His nights were plagued with dreams, more like nightmares. She came to him every night in his dreams, beginning that Sunday night after he sent her back to Hell. That first nights dream, he found himself walking into his own room and she was lying on the bed.

She was on her back, raised up on her elbows. No clothing covered her skin, and her body was as perfect as he could possibly imagine. He climbed into the bed at her feet, which in real life was impossible, since the footboard would have blocked him from doing so.

As he moved up her body, kissing along the way, she let out a low moan of desire. He knew that she wanted him as much as he wanted her.

When Jason reached her mouth, her legs wrapped around his waist and the suction of her pussy pulled him into her.

She was bucking wildly underneath him, driving his dick deeper and pushing him to an orgasm. When he was close to release, Jason woke up from his dream.

As the week progressed, the dreams changed pace. The succubus became rougher with him. One night, she scratched his chest, causing it to bleed. He awoke again near orgasm, but with dried blood on his chest.

After each waking moment, Jason would take care of his uncomfortable stiffness. Each time would take longer than the last; and on Thursday, he was unable to cum at all.

Friday, Jason left work early to pick up supplies for that nights summoning. Speaking to the clerk at the store, he learned that an offering should be made to the succubus, so she wouldn’t become angry.

The man sold Jason a rat for the sacrifice and explained to him how to change the summoning process to include the offering.

When Jason returned home, he immediately went to the darkened room and set up for the ritual, this time adding dark satin sheets to the mattress. He then left the room, undressed and returned with a knife to do the necessary deed for the succubus.

He began the ritual as he did before, concentrating on the words and pronunciations, worried about anything that could go wrong if he missed even a single syllable.

A form began to take shape, as it did last time, but Jason closed his eyes to make sure that he didn’t lose his concentration. The air in the room seemed to become charged with static electricity and he could hear the squeaking of the rat near his feet.

Upon finishing the recitation, Jason scooped up the rat with one hand and the knife in the other. He looked at the succubus lying in the circle and waited for the words to come.

“Who calls me here,” the creature asked in a sultry voice.

“I, Jason, have called you to this location and hold you here until I’m ready to release you,” he responded, avoiding eye contact, but noticing the strong, milky legs and thighs that he wished to be entwined in. Even the watching the tail twitching around reminded him of how wonderful it felt last time when it wrapped around his testicles.

“Why do you call for me,” she asked, the seductive tone in her voice enticing him to come to her then and there.

“I desire the need you can give me,” Jason said, not letting his feet move forward this time, like the last. He felt more in charge than he did last time.

“And what do you desire,” she asked.

“For my lust to be fulfilled and you to be on your way back to your realm,” Jason said. His eyes wandered over her body, watching her hands roam around the supple breast and shining skin over her flat belly toward a shaved pussy.

“We need to discuss payment for this event,” she told him. Her eyes roamed over his body, too, but that wasn’t the only thing that moved. Her fiery red hair seemed to move around on the dark sheets.

“Your payment will be this life,” Jason said. He then slit the rat’s throat and let the blood drip onto the floor. When he was done, Jason stated, “You will leave at my command, no sooner and no later.”

Without thinking, his eyes locked with hers.

“You may not want me to leave,” she said, her carnal thoughts invading his mind through their connection.

“You will return when we are done, or I will punish you,” Jason said, but he didn’t hear the conviction he wanted to be in his voice. He didn’t think he would want her to leave.

“As you wish, I am at your command,” she cooed. Her hands ran down her flat stomach, to the waiting lips below, where the fingers seemed to be sucked into them. The hands then slid up the inner thighs and rested at the open knees.

“Join me, master, and I will give you pleasures you wish to have,” she purred at Jason. “I am yours, as your seed will be mine.”

He then stepped across the threshold of the circle, a wave of lust attacking his senses. It was like nothing he had ever felt before.

The air became thick with her musky scent. Jason’s cock pointed the way toward the succubus as she beckoned him with her hypnotic eyes.

He couldn’t take his eyes off of hers. They were wide and green, but had black specks in them that seemed to tug at him. His mind was losing control of the situation and he didn’t care any longer, just as long as he could lay down with this magnificent, beautiful creature.

“Crawl on top of me, kissing along the way,” her voice said inside Jason’s mind. “You will be mine tonight.”

Jason lowered himself onto his knees and placed his hands between her spread feet. He put himself even lower and began kissing her left leg.

He found that he could really smell her musk from this level and let his kisses glide up her leg, following his nose.

Before long, his mouth was kissing her moist lips, feeling the slight suction that was coming from inside her. Her right hand slid to lips and spread them, giving Jason a better chance to kiss deeper. Her left hand slid over his head and helped lower it into position.

“Slide your tongue deep into me and taste my juices,” her voice cooed in his mind.

Her mind began to take a tighter grip on his lust and lead him astray.

“Use your fingers to allow you better access,” her mind commanded. “And close your eyes and concentrate on my taste.”

Jason couldn’t resist her demands and did as she said. When his right hand replaced hers, it moved to the clitoris, teasing it with the long fingernails.

Jason lapped up her juices, letting the warm, sweet moisture slide down his throat and move to his stomach. As it was absorbed into his system, it took effect and he sank deeper under her spell.

Her legs tightened on each side of him, the right one rising a little. His left arm slid under it, wrapping around her silky thigh. Her leg responded by wrapping over his shoulder, laying on his upper back, bearing him down even more into his task.

The smooth slender tail finally made its presence known and slid down the bed underneath his body. A small bit of the end was long enough to reach and wrap around the head of his rock hard cock.

Jason noticed, but he already didn’t care. Just taking in the juices was enough to give this gorgeous woman anything she wanted. His mind was already made up that he wouldn’t leave this bed again, if he could help it.

Her leg loosened around his back and he felt the hand on his head slide off as well. He tried using his left arm, which was still wrapped around her thigh, to keep in her grasp, but his strength was nothing like hers and he lost his hold.

“You wanted your lust fulfilled, so continue up my body with those succulent kisses of yours,” her sultry, seductive voice whispered deep in his mind.

Though he didn’t want to stop drinking in her juices, he couldn’t stop his body from rising and crawling up her body. As he moved up, the tail continued to coil around his dick, moving further down it, until it was touching his balls.

When Jason’s mouth reached her breastbone and kept moving up between here breasts, her voice entered his head again. “Suck on my breast and drink my milk,” it commanded.

His mouth glided over to her left breast and teased the nipple with the tip of his tongue. Her body arched a little, the moist lips of her pussy barely touching tip of the head of his dick. The tail covered the rest and the end of that caressed his balls, teasing him as well, but not letting him enter her.

“Not yet, my lover, just drink from me,” she moaned in his mind. Jason’s mouth wrapped around the nipple and he began to suck on it.

The tip of his tongue continued to tease it as he felt hot liquid enter his mouth. The taste was like nothing he’d had before and he found it filling. His left hand slid under her lower back and helped to keep it arched, continuing the teasing touch of her moist nether regions on his dick.

Jason’s right hand inched its way up her left side, feeling the ribs just under the skin, and coming to rest on her left breast. It caressed at first and squeezed gently. Then the fingers began to pinch and pull on the nipple while the hand squeezed.

The succubus’s right arm wrapped around his head, holding him there while her left hand helped his right tease her breast.

Milk flowed its way out of the nipple, flowing over his fingers. Then it slid its way down her breast and, without any help from anyone, it moved it’s way up her other breast and seeped into Jason’s mouth.

Jason never noticed, he was to busy drinking in the fluid to care.

“That’s enough, my lover, come to my lips, stopping where ever you wish on the way, but you will not enter me until I say you may,” her voice commanded again in his head.

His mouth separated from her breast and continued kissing up the supple mound above the nipple. Jason’s mouth reached her neck and kissed and nibbled, while her hand continued to hold and caress the back of his head. Her left hand continued playing with the breast, causing a low moan to escape her throat.

Jason rose up a little and looked at her face. Her sculptured, flushed cheeks made her more desirable, and her lips parted just a little, offering a gentle, luscious kiss to him.

He lowered his head toward her and gently touched his lips to hers. He felt his lips parting as her tongue slowly inched its way into his mouth. Her right arm slid around his shoulder, gliding the fingers of the hand across his back, scratching just a little.

The tail tightened around his cock, but released more of the head, then pushed just that part between her wet lips. Heat rose up his body, urging him to try and move deeper into her.

Her legs wrapped around Jason’s thighs while the tail slid even further down his cock. The legs pushed him deeper into her as she arched her back.

The silken, moist walls of the succubus’ pussy pulled and pulsed around Jason’s dick, seeming to suck on it. His body arches, pulling his mouth away from hers, as Jason lets out a low moan of lust.

Her hand reaches up to his head and pulls him back into the kiss. Her mouth locks onto his and he feels his breath being pulled out of him. Jason’s right arms slid under her shoulder and his hand grabbed it, gripping tightly.

The succubus seemed to rise slightly to one side, and then rolled over completely. Jason found himself staring up at this gorgeous woman, riding him without moving her body. The vaginal muscles continue to pull and suck on his dick like nothing has ever done before.

The tail released his dick completely and slid its serpentine coils around his balls. The tip of the tail touches and teases the area just under the balls, causing him to feel his orgasm rush to the head of his dick. The succubus rose above him, planting her right hand on his chest while rising on her feet in a squatting position. Her left hand reached back and grabbed his thigh, giving her a seat of power over Jason, and he wouldn’t have wanted it any other way.

As he watched, red leather-like wings stretched from her shoulder blades, as the succubus arched her back and threw her head back. Jason was about to ask for her to kiss him again, when she fell forward, forming her mouth over his, sucking.

Her arms wrap around Jason’s waist, pinning his wrist there. Her legs slide under his, wrapping them tightly together and pinning them in her grasp as well. Her tail lets the balls go, but continue to slide between his tight thighs, rubbing the scrotum.


The wings reach out to the edge of the mattress and clasp on to it, keeping Jason sandwiched between the succubus and satin sheets. Her body continues to rock back and forth on his, pulling his seed out of him and tightening her grasp on his lust.

As Jason’s body goes into throes of orgasm that he has never felt before, the succubus stops sucking on his mouth and puts her mouth next to his ear.

“I will honor your wish and not keep you here, but next time you call me, have a better offering than a silly little rat,” she whispered passionately into his ear. “A gorgeous woman would be a lovely gift. Just tell her to stand in the circle next time and call me, I will do the rest.

“If you do this for me, I will give you greater pleasures than you have ever known, even better than this was,” she continued in her sultry voice. “If you come back with a lowly rat again, then you will not leave this bed, nor enjoy lying in it.”

Jason felt the world spin around him and then he found himself lying on his back, on the mattress, alone. Sleep began to take him, but he couldn’t forget her last words and the picture she had left in his mind.

A gorgeous blonde woman is standing on a street corner. Shiny black leather hugging her body like a second skin, from ankle to wrist, but nothing was hidden from view of the eyes. Her straight blonde hair hangs to the middle of her back as she stretches her back. Her feet are open to the air in high-stiletto-heels.

She looks directly at Jason and smiles. She wags her finger at him, motioning for him to come to her.

A deep sleep takes Jason from the dream and he wakes on Sunday morning, fully refreshed and ready for the search for the succubus’ next offering.

Copyright 2002 by Jason Morris. All rights reserved.



Lustful Summoning Ch. 03



A gorgeous blonde woman is standing on a street corner. Shiny black leather hugged her body like a second skin, from ankle to wrist, but nothing was hidden from view of the eyes. Her straight golden-blonde hair hung to the middle of her back as she stretched her arms up to the sky. Her breast pushed on the thin leather, the erect nipples pushing out, showing how tentative they were to the fabric rubbing against them.

She looked directly at Jason and smiled. The blonde wagged her finger at him, motioning for him to walk over to her. Her tongue slid between her lips and surprised Jason at its length. It reached down past her chin and the started to curl up. The tip reached about half way back up toward the mouth and flicked back and forth, just as her finger had done earlier.

Jason knew this was the woman the succubus had put in his mind. She had to be the one, but he didn't know how to go about getting her back to his place. He walked slowly to her and looked into the palest blue eyes he had ever seen. Jason would've sworn that she was blind, because they seemed to as white as he had seen in movies with blind people.

"Hello," she said to Jason, when he was in earshot. "I haven't seen you around here before. Do you live near here?"

Jason continued to stare into her eyes, still enamored with the gaze.

"I'm new around here," he responded. "I'm new to all of this, if you know what I mean."

"Ah, a virgin, then, huh," she queried, stepping directly in front of him. Jason felt her hand touch his already rising anticipation, caressing the fabric of his jeans. Her long nails teased his cock through the jeans.

"Not per se, but I've never done this before," he said, looking down uncomfortably at not knowing what to do. "I don't even understand the procedures of meeting a woman of your finesse. What's a man supposed to do?"

"Well, since you are new to this, I'm positive you're not a cop," she said. "And I love your candor, so I'm willing to make a deal with you. You show me the money and I'll let you take me home with you."

Jason was surprised at how easy it was to get this woman. He pulled out his wallet and opened it, showed at least ten twenty dollar bills. The woman reached out and took his arm after he returned his wallet. After climbing into his small car, and moving down the road, Jason finally asked the question that was really on his mind.

"How do you get your tongue to stick that far out," he asked. "I've never met anyone who could do that?"

"I get that a lot," she said, leaning back into the seat. "My first job was as a stripper. I hoarded a lot of money and had the muscle holding my tongue down cut out and removed. It took me over a month to learn how to sleep on my side.

"It turns out that with out that connection, my tongue will roll back into my throat and choke me to death, if I fall asleep on my back. I also regret the other alterations I had done at the time, too."

Jason hardly listened to her comments, focusing on the road before him as he drove home that night. He barely noticed the comments about her tummy tucks, breast enlargements and facials restructuring. Jason paid more attention when she suddenly talked about her darker times.

"I went into what you might call a vampire stage, too," the blonde rambled on. "I spent some money on having my top canines elongated, too. Now I've got problems whenever I'm trying to pick up a customer. Most of them quickly turn away when they see my smile, but several will actually if I'll bite them while were down to business, if you know what I mean.

"It's been far to many times that I've tasted blood. I can't stand it and I don't want to do it again…unless that's what you want, you know. I'm willing to do anything that you want for the evening. You understand that, right?"

Jason pulled the car into the driveway at that time and parked it. He quickly cut on the dome light and turned to look at her.

"You've really got vampire fangs," he asked.

The blonde smiled at him, two fangs extending to her from the top gums to the bottom gums. The smile lit up her eyes in the dim light. Jason reached over to her, planning to kiss her passionately.

"I'm sorry, but that isn't allowed," she said, pulling away.

"Why not," Jason asked, looking upset and curious.

"I can put a condom on your cock for protection, but some diseases can pass from the mouths saliva," she said. "There's that plus the fact that a kiss is too intimate for my job. I've heard of too many women quitting because they started kissing a steady customer. I'm making to much money for that to happen."

"Okay, no kissing, but does that extend to everywhere, or just on the mouth?"

"Just on the mouth," she said, smiling again. "I can kiss you anywhere you want me to, other than there."

"What about me," Jason asked.

"Well, you can kiss me anywhere, too, but you can't eat me out. That's another way that diseases can be passed and I don't want to take the risk."

"Okay, then, but I do have one special request."

"What's that?"

The two of them entered the extra room of the house. She had already complied with his request and was nude. Her body was even more remarkable without the leather outfit. Her legs looked strong from the years of dancing and walking the streets. Her waist was very slim and her breasts were very perky. The woman's abdomen was tight from dancing, along with other movements she had learned with her current job.

Jason walked her to the center of the pentagram and the center of the mattress on the floor. He then began moving around the room, lighting the candles and incense.

"Are these satin sheets on this mattress," the woman asked. "I've always loved satin sheets. The only thing better is silk, if you ask me."

"Mm-hmm," Jason responded, working quickly and hoping the woman would change her mind about it.

"Should I lie down on the mattress, or just stand on it," she asked, inquisitively.

"I don't know…I don't think it matters," he said, taking his place in front of her and outside the circle on the floor. He had made sure that he stood on the spot where the rat had bled the week before.

"Well, should I do anything, other than just stand or lie here?"

No, just what ever you do, don't leave the circle and remain completely still, no matter what you see. Also, don't say anything while I'm reciting the incantation, okay?"

"Alright," she said, her voice trembling. Jason could tell that she was getting scared and was starting to change her mind.

"I promise to give you the money," he said. He reached over to a table and pulled the twenty's out and put them on the floor, outside the circle.

She stared at the money and Jason knew that she was resolved to earn it, no matter how strange his request was.

He began to recite the incantation without any problems. He was beginning to know it by heart, even if this was only the third time he had recited it. He didn't falter or even worry about making any mistakes. His only fear was how the sacrifice would be taken. He didn't know what was going to happen after the succubus had taken form.

Jason kept his eyes open as he continued the recitation. There wasn't a possibility that he was going to miss this event. He had to know what was going to happen when the succubus came to take her sacrifice.

He continued the chanting as the blonde lay down on the satin sheets. He waited for the succubus to form after the sweet, sensual smells assaulted his nose. To his surprise, the form didn't come as quickly as before.

The blonde had wanted to get her customer in bed as soon as possible. The sooner he was spent, them more likely he would go to sleep, as most men did.

His chanting, however, had begun to take some effect on her. Her body began to relax into the smooth sheets and a sweet smell, different than the strong, pungent odor of the incense the man had lit, was invading her senses.

All the lighted candles lit up the room quite well, but now it seemed as if the candles were going out. She could still see all of the candles glowing in growing darkness, but their light was cut short. She could barely see the man outside the circle now, but his chanting in that strange language kept her relaxed.

The sweet scent in the air began to have a strange effect on her body. The blonde's skin became more sensitive to the feeling of the sheet underneath her. To test all of her skin, she brought her hands up to her stomach and gently caressed it.

It felt more sensual than she had expected, as the feeling raced to all of her erogenous zones. Her nipples now stood erect, wanting full attention; and her pussy became needy for filling. She stared at the barely discernable man outside the circle, his free cock no longer flaccid and limp. It stood at full growth, more than 210 inches, and throbbing with much needed attention.

The woman's hands caressed up to her chest and began massaging her large breast. As soon as her fingertips neared her nipples, her body tensed with near orgasm. The blonde's right arm crossed over the right bosom and began pinching and pulling on the left nipple.

Her left hand slid down her flat stomach and eased its way to her clit. With each inch it neared, the woman's breathing became shorter and quicker. When the tip of her index finger's nail reached the clit, she screamed in pleasure of strong orgasm.

Her hip pushed up toward the air as she slid her hand over it. The three center fingers were immediately buried inside the wetness. The smaller finger and thumb were trying to open her lips even more, hoping that something would come along and enter the pussy.

Jason watched and continued without hesitation, wondering where the succubus was and why she hadn't arrived yet. His lust was getting the better of him, and he almost walked into the circle to try and please the needy woman.

Before he had taken three steps toward the woman, who was finger fucking herself on the red satin covered mattress in the middle of a pentagram, he saw the form.

At first, Jason thought it was just the sheet being moved by the woman writhing in her throes of passion. But then he noticed that the sheet was taking shape as if a body was rising from underneath it.

The form looked as if it was lying on its back as it was rising through the mattress. Jason knew that the succubus was finally coming for her sacrifice. He couldn't wait to see how she would take her sacrifice.

The satin was pulled taught when the succubus' body was in full form. Her nipples pushed against the fabric, then something mysterious happened. The satin sank through her body and settled back on the bed. The succubus was in full splendor, her body glowing with a light of its own.

She looked at Jason and smiled in pleasure of his sacrifice. The succubus then rolled toward the woman in ecstasy lying next to her. The blonde didn't see where the black haired beauty came from, but she wanted her. Another woman had never aroused her before, but pure lust was driving her on.

She reached out to the dark woman and pulled her on top of her writhing body. A moan escaped her lips before the two women's mouths connected. Jason watched as the succubus climbed on top of the wanton, much paler flesh, of the blonde. He now saw, for the first time, the backside of the succubus.

The succubus straddled her female victim and wrapped her legs around the pale legs under her. She then spread them as wide as hers, never releasing the blonde's mouth. Their tongues continued to massage each other, occasionally spreading apart just a small bit so the blonde could catch her breath.

The succubus' wings were still folded on her back, but they opened up and stretched into the air as the blonde's arms reached around the succubus. The long tail writhed around between the succubus' ass cheeks and down to the satin sheets. It began to curve up between her legs, sliding along the sheets.

Jason kneeled to the floor, since he had finished the incantation, and watched the tail move toward its intended target. It reached the blonde's dripping pussy and started pushing its way into her. The pale arms that were wrapped around the succubus' back now slid down to the demons ass and began squeezing.

Jason now looked at the women's mouths and saw that they were no longer having a tongue battle. He noticed that the succubus' face was buried into the woman's neck, while her head was thrown back in orgasm. The blonde's mouth was open wide in a silent scream of pleasure as she was drawing her breath.

The blonde then did the last thing Jason was expecting her to do. A loud scream released from her soul as she brought her head off the mattress and began to kiss on the succubus' neck as well. He watched with fascination as the two moaned into each other's necks then.

Jason looked back toward the women's waist and hips, which were now pushing and grinding into each other. The tail was sliding in and out between their legs with a quick speed, going deeper into the blonde's body than Jason had thought possible. He heard the blonde and succubus let out a moan between their lips that were still locked onto each other's necks.

Jason noticed that something red was starting to seep between the blonde's mouth and succubus' neck. He knew instantly that she had bitten the demon's neck and was now drinking her blood. He moved around outside the circle to get a better look at the succubus' features and see how she was reacting to the human drinking from her.

Not so much to his surprise, he saw that she too was drinking from the human. He didn't see any of the blood seeping out, like the woman was letting happen to the blood she was drinking. But he could tell what was happening by the gulping sounds the demon was making.

Jason saw the woman's body grow taught and her arms fall to her side as tense as they could be. He saw her legs try to close together with the intensity of the orgasm, and the succubus even helped the close around her tail.

The muscles of her strong legs tightened around the plunging tail, along with her vaginal muscles. The succubus' tail was stronger, though, and was still sliding deep into, then nearly out of and then deeper into the blonde's soaking wet trap.

Jason looked back up to their faces and noticed that the blonde was becoming more and more pale. Her moaning became weaker with each thrust of the tail inside her and her movements began to lose strength. Within a few minutes, the blonde lay perfectly still under the succubus, her mouth had let go of the demon's neck, leaving two holes that were quickly healing.

The succubus had raised her mouth off the woman's neck, where Jason noticed a similar two puncture holes that weren't healing. As her mouth pulled away, the demon's tongue licked the last drop of blood that was sitting on the neck, almost caressing the skin there in a loving touch.

The succubus moved her legs between the dead woman's legs and moved herself to a kneeling position, facing the body lying in front of her. Jason then noticed that the tail was still plunging in and out of the dead woman's pussy, as if it had a mind of its own and didn't know she were dead.

The succubus began to say her own chant, barely discernable to Jason's ears. He couldn't make out the words, but he watched intently, hoping that he would get a chance to be alone with the succubus soon. His desire was even stronger for her, even after watching her kill her prey.

His lust had grown while watching the two women going at it with each other. He now hoped the succubus would take care of the erection they had caused. Jason expected that the dead body would disappear or fade away as the succubus continued her chant. To his surprise, though, Jason saw the dead woman's body shudder.

He jumped back a step when the woman took a deep breath. The succubus finished her chant, turning her head and smiling at Jason.

"You've done well, master," she said with a deep lustful voice. "I think you will enjoy the desires that both of us will offer you."

With that said, the revived woman sat up and began playing with the succubus' breast while showing off her tongue's agile moves for Jason again. It seemed longer than before and came to a more flexible point, as it began to snake around itself and flicked against the front of the tongue's body. The rest of the tongue stared to constrict and roll back toward her mouth, like the rolling waves of an ocean.

The blonde let her rolling tongue follow its waves into her mouth, the tip constantly flicking at him like a finger tempting someone to follow it. Jason did just that. He stepped across the threshold of the pentagram without stating his purpose of calling the succubus or his being in control of the time they spent together. His mind focused only on being with both of these devil women he had in his home.

When both feet crossed the line into the pentagram, the women pulled Jason onto the bed and covered his body with theirs. He felt a shock of fear when their strong hands grasped his wrist and threw him into the satin sheets. He instantly knew that he had made a terrible mistake and was about to pay for it with his life, possibly his soul.

When he hit the sheets, the women instantly covered his body with both of theirs, his legs trapped between the vice grip strength of their thighs. Their moist pussy's ground against his upper thighs, their hands rubbed through his chest hairs, their tongues and mouths kissing his mouth, chin, neck, ears, and anywhere else they could reach.

Jason no longer cared what the final outcome would be; he only knew the true meaning of strong lust. He wanted both of them to use his body anyway they saw fit to satisfy their need and his. He wanted to be their sex slave and would do anything that they asked of him, as long as he had the pleasure that they could give him.

Jason lay on that bed and didn't move a muscle as the tongues worked his neck over. The women's hands worked in unison, sliding down his chest, over his abdomen, then reached his stiff cock. One hand wrapped around the base of his cock, the lowest fingertip ran up and down the base and between the balls. The higher hand tightened on the dick while the thumbnail tickled cap and around the base of it.

Jason felt the thumb become slick with its teasing touches and knew he had released some pre-cum for the thumb to play with. The teasing on his cock along with the wet touches of the tongues and hot breath blowing on his skin and ears causes the lust to give way on their hands. Now slick with moisture, the hands felt even better on his dick.

A moan escaped Jason's throat when he released on their fingers, a fear that the pleasures were over now that he was spent. To his delight, the women didn't stop working on his still stiff member.

The succubus whispered in Jason's ear after pulling her tongue out of it a simple reminder.

"I promised you carnal delights if you brought me my sacrifice, so you can release yourself as many times as you want, we will please you again and again, until you are through," she moaned into his ear.

Her tongue flicked his ear once more before she lifted her body off his. Her hand, which was playing with the bevel head of his cock, removed itself and slid up to his chest, giving her a base to lean on as she rose up above him. Her legs still straddled his left leg and he felt the moisture from her pussy run down the thigh to the bed.

The blonde gave two more pulls on the cock and then removed her hand and used it to pull herself down his right leg. Her pussy leaked its juices all the way down. A moan left her throat as she glided over his knee and rubbed her clit.

When the blonde was far enough down his leg, the black haired succubus brought her leg over both of his thighs and straddled his hips. The long writhing tail wrapped around the base of his dick and helped it stand straight up as the succubus lowered onto it. She slowly impaled herself on it, going down half an inch at a time, only to slide back up a quarter of an inch and go back down another half inch.




Lustful Summoning Ch. 03



Jason felt the pussy tighten around his dick in excruciating pleasure and released his full load into the succubus before he was three inches deep inside her. To his pleasure, the trapped staff didn't soften and the succubus continued to slowly impale herself on him.

The blonde had slid off Jason's leg when the succubus brought them together, but as she sank deeper onto him, Jason had brought his knees up and spread his legs a small bit. With this opening, the blonde moved her head between his legs and snaked her tongue out and began lapping up the juices that were rolling down his shaft and onto his balls.

The pointed, flicking tongue added to the pleasures that Jason was already have trouble keeping up with, and he began bucking deep into the succubus' pussy. Her virgin-tight pussy made it harder for him to keep pull to far out of her but increased the suction pressure inside her body.

On the fifth push into her, the blonde's tongue slid past his balls and hit the perineum. The sudden push on the area between his ass and balls drove Jason over the edge for the third time. Jason's scream of pleasure was louder than he had ever heard himself let out.

Before he could catch his breath from the orgasm, he felt the succubus' body laid on top of his and her mouth envelope his lips. Her tongue snaked into his mouth and wrapped around his tongue like a python around a rabbit. Using the strong grip of the wet muscle, Jason's tongue was pulled into her mouth; where he tasted the most pleasant taste he could ever think existed.

It was a flavor that he couldn't recognize, other than the smell that always accompanied the succubus when he called her into being. He moaned into her being, letting his external breaths escape his mouth into her as he breathed in through his nose.

The succubus continued to grind her pussy onto his still hard cock while the blonde kept her head between his thighs. While the pussy pulled hard on his aching dick, the blonde's tongue continued reaching everywhere to lap up the juices of Jason's cum. Several times, the tongue wrapped around the balls, slithering around it completely and the tip continuing up the base to lick at the newest drop of cum sliding out of the pussy before it could start rolling down the cock.

When Jason didn't think he could stand anymore, he pulled his mouth from the succubus writhing tongue and laid his head back onto the mattress. When her mouth moved to his neck, he said with some trouble of breathing that he couldn't handle any more.

"No, master, I can tell you have one more and I think the new young one wants to taste just you with out me," she moaned into his ear as she pushed herself onto his cock again. "Give to her once and then you shall be through."

Jason tried to resist, but as soon as the succubus had pulled off his cock, he wanted her back and couldn't fight the need to be pleased once more.

He looked down his glistening body at the cock standing upright from his prone form and watched as the blonde raised her head, her pale eyes looking lustfully at him then focusing on his cock's head.

Jason saw that her chin was just high enough to rest on his cock, but when her tongue snaked out, he felt the tip touch the base just between his ball sack. He watched in erotic pleasure as her tongue began to entwine around his shaft. To his eyes, it looked like a tree snake climbing a tree.

First a coil of the hot, wet tongue wrapped halfway around his cock, then started coiling the other way. The tongue had to have thrown several coils around it, squeezing and sliding on it constantly, before covering him completely. Three feet of tongue had to be sticking out of the blonde's mouth now, and Jason believed that if necessary, she could give more.

The wet muscle began to tighten on his cock, pulling her head lower and over his cock. Jason suddenly felt a pang of fear when he noticed her teeth. The previously elongated canines were now much longer than before. The blonde's smile grew larger, showing more teeth before enveloping the head.

When the heat enveloped it, Jason had no longer feared her, she was a goddess not to be feared, but adulated and pleased in anyway that she saw fit. The tongue released his cock as the mouth covered it. A strong suction began make its presence known on the head and Jason knew she was already trying to swallow his cum she was waiting for.

When his dick was completely enveloped in her mouth, Jason felt her tongue being pressed against the bottom of his cock. It began its wave motion on him, pulling his cum from his balls. Jason felt agony and pleasure screaming from his balls, as her hands began squeezing them.

He didn't want the pleasure to come to an end, but the blonde was adept at her work. He felt the cum shoot through his dick into the back of her mouth. He felt like his cum was a thick shake and the blonde was using his phallus as a straw to suck it out. He gave into the pleasure and came with a scream. He passed out on the bed with exhaustion and knew no more pleasure that evening.

To be continued...if my fans wish. 

Send me back if you think Jason hasn't been punished enough yet. I've got some more ideas for it and I'm willing to add to it, as long as there is some interest for me to do so. 

Copyright 2002 by Jason Morris. All rights reserved.



Lustful Summoning Ch. 04



Jason woke on the red satin sheets as if he were slowly rising from a deep-sea dive. The first of his senses that pulled him from the deep, fathomless, dreamless sleep was the lack of noise. The last time that he had heard anything was the sucking noises of a gorgeous blonde on his groin and the purring of his succubus near by.

The smells began to make their presence known as well. There was still a lingering hint of the incense that had been burned in the room three times now. The next sense to make its presence known was the feeling on his skin.

The satin sheet under his skin was very comfortable and relaxing compared to the stinging pains all over his body. It felt like a cat had dragged its claws around his body going just deep enough to touch the nerve endings.

Jason slowly opened his eyes, planning to let them adjust to the bright lights shining in his bedroom. When they were open just a little, he thought that it must still be night, because the room was very dark.

At that moment, Jason realized where he really was. He sat straight up on the satin covered mattress and looked around the room. His mind reeled with the flashes of the enjoyment and pleasure he’d had on that mattress. His cock was rising with the erotic thoughts of the evening before.

But was it last night or has it been longer than a day, was the next thought to run through his mind. He jumped up and quickly ran out of the room, ignoring the stinging pain on his body where the scratches were and a very important fact. Jason didn’t notice his foot make a slight break in the white powder line that made up the outer circle of the pentagram around the bed.

Jason went to his own bedroom and snatched his cordless phone off the base. He called the number for the time and found that is was, unusually, the next day. It was also late in the morning, too. The last two times that Jason had called the succubus, she had kept him in her sexual circle for nearly two days.

A noise behind him caused Jason to quickly turn around. Standing on the other side of the bed was the lascivious blonde that he had offered to the succubus. She stood there, completely nude, staring at Jason, her eyes running up and down his body like he was a piece of steak.

The thought scared Jason, but it also aroused him. He watched as she walked to the foot of the bed and grabbed the post at that corner. She used it to swing around the corner a little way then leaned on the seven-foot high pole. She continued to keep her head turned toward him, her eyes half-closed, in a lustful stare connecting their eyes.

The blonde’s hands slid up and down the long cylindrical pole, caressing it lovingly, her breast pressing around it on both sides. Her right leg rose off the floor and Jason could see her inner thigh was pressing against the pole. By this time, his cock had rose to full length and was pointing at its object of affection.

The blonde licked her lips while moaning aloud. She took a few steps back from the foot of the bed and spun around, offering her ass to Jason. Being the horny bastard that he was, he took the offer and walked over and stepped directly behind her ass.

Jason reached out with his fingers and felt a touch of static electricity when they neared her ass. It seemed to pull his fingertips to her flesh and then the rest of his hands moved to her skin as well. Jason’s fingers slid along her skin, up the curve of her ass and slowly up her back, his feet moving forward slowly as his fingers continued.

Jason looked down and watched as his stiff cock neared her body. A small sense of fear ran up his spine when he saw the tips of her pussy’s lips suddenly outstretched and quivering toward his dick, as if straining to touch its head.

The fear was immediately gone when his penis touched those waiting lips. Jason felt them wrap around and pull on his cock. His body jumped forward as her pussy pulled him all the way into it, his hips coming into contact with the cushioned pressure of her ass cheeks.

Jason heard a moan escape the blonde when he sank deeply into her body. He felt her body tense under his hands, which had now reached the sides of her upper back. He let them slide around the woman’s tight body, feeling the ribs under her skin, and start to wrap around her breasts.

As his fingers began to curve around her mounds, Jason’s body lowered on top of the blonde’s back. His fingertips just barely touched her nipples when she let another moan escape her lips. Her ass pushed against his hips, too, as if trying to take in even more of his cock.

Jason pushed into her and then tried to pull back so that he could thrust into her again. To his surprise, he wasn’t able to pull out even a hair’s width. But Jason wasn’t too worried about it though, since the woman’s pussy was the sucking on his cock anyway.

He was now lying completely on the blonde’s back, planting kisses on her spine between her shoulder blades. Her skin had a delicious flavor to it, a taste that he had never had before, but he couldn’t get enough of it. With each kiss, Jason’s tongue darted between his lips and touched her skin for more taste.

His hands were now massaging the blonde’s breasts; his finger’s pinching and rolling her nipples between the tips. The woman continued to moan in pleasure, getting louder and deeper by the moment.

The pulling suction by the woman’s pussy had its final effect as Jason let out a loud moan of pleasure. His cum shot deep into her pussy, and not one drop escaped the suction. Jason’s body went limp with exhaustion and he lay on her back, his head turned to the side.

He noticed the clock on the dresser and saw that the sex had taken less than fifteen minutes, but the pleasurable end had made it seem like hours. As his cock began to wither a little, he felt the woman rise up in front of him. He was tired from the event and didn’t seem to have the energy to stand up completely.

Jason felt the woman quickly turn around and put her arms under his, holding him up by the pits. Her strength showed itself when she lifted him off the floor, his feet dangling just a few inches above the ground.

The blonde turned around and lowered Jason’s ass to the bed and straddled him as he fell onto the mattress. She continued to use her hands under his armpits to push him up to the pillows. When his head reached them, he quickly sank into sleep, but not before he felt his cock being sucked back into her pussy, even while it was as flaccid as a wet noodle.

When Jason woke up, he looked around his bedroom and wondered what had happened. He had a dream that the woman he had offered to the succubus had been raping him several hours and he had cum more times than he could remember. When he reached down and felt his sore cock, he knew it must not have been that much of a dream.

Jason looked at the clock and noticed that it was now late in the afternoon. He slowly sat up on the bed, looking over his body. There were red marks where fingers had been scratching his skin. He slowly moved to the edge of the bed and slid his legs over the side.

He slowly rose from the mattress and cautiously moved toward the dresser, planning to get some clothes to wear. He didn’t think he would be wearing them long, since he would be removing them when he called the succubus later that evening.

Jason quickly dressed and tried to figure out how he was going to spend the rest of his Saturday. He also wondered what he would need to offer the succubus, when he called her that evening.

He walked to his living room and decided to just sit back and watch some television before logging onto the Internet and checking his e-mail. Before he could even cut the TV on, there was a hard, loud knock on the front door. Jason crossed the living room with a few short steps and peered through the peephole.

Two men were standing on his porch. They were both wearing suits and very clean-shaven.

“If you’re with the Jehovah’s Witness or trying to sell something, I’m not interested,” Jason called through the door.

The man closest to the door reached into an inside pocket of his suit’s coat and pulled out a thin billfold and held a shiny object to the eyepiece as he called back to Jason.

“We’re with the police, Mr. Mitchell. Could we talk to you please?”

Jason looked at the badge for a minute and then decided to open the door. When he did, the one that was closest to the door leaned on the door jam and seemed to be looking around the house as he started to speak.

“Sir, we are investigating a missing person’s case,” he said, trying to see every corner of the living room and where ever Jason’s body wasn’t blocking. “Do you mind if my partner and I come in?”

“I don’t even know your names, let alone if you are really from the police,” Jason responded. “Can I see your badges again and what precinct you’re from? I want to make sure that I’m not letting in someone acting as police.”

“You know, that’s a smart thing to do,” said the man that was standing at the top of the steps leading to the porch. “Give him your badge, Mike. Here is mine.”

Both men pulled out a thin billfold and flipped them open for Jason to see the badge numbers. Mike, the man closest to him, handed a small notepad to Jason with a pen and let him copy the information down.

“I’ll be back as soon as this checks out. If you want, you can have a seat on the porch while I’m looking into it,” Jason said, motioning toward a couple of wooden chairs sitting on the porch.

“Thank you, sir, we’ll do that,” said James, according to the information that Jason had collected. As they both turned to the chairs on the porch, they put their badges back into their coat pockets.

After a call to information and then several transfers inside the police precinct, Jason finally confirmed the names and facial features of the badge owners, both of which were the same two men sitting on his porch. During this time, Jason put a pot of coffee on and found it ready for all of them when he was off the phone.

“You can come in, detectives,” Jason said, when he stuck his head outside his house. “I hope you understand me doing this, since I do live way out here in the boonies. I’ve had my house broken into once before while I was at work and the police said it was because I live in a secluded place and it made me an easy target.”

“That’s understandable,” said James. “I would be nervous too, if I lived out here all alone. Why do you live so far out from people, if you don’t mind my asking?”

“I used to be in the Marines and deployed to sea several times,” Jason replied, heading for the kitchen as the two detectives sat down on the couch. “I got tired of living in such tight quarters with hundreds of people. So when I left the service, I searched for a house that was far from too many people, but somewhat close to a city.”

Jason picked up the pot of coffee and three cups, placed them on a tray and returned to the living room. He set the tray on the coffee table before the two men and began to head toward the kitchen again.

“I’m used to very strong coffee since I was in the Marines, but I’ll get some cream and sugar for you two, if you want, or even some water so you can weaken it to your liking,” he explained.

“Sure, if you don’t mind,” said James. “I would appreciate some sugar, if it’s not too much trouble.”

“Yeah,” agreed Mike. “I always enjoy coffee with my cream.”

Everyone chuckled at this small joke as Jason left for the kitchen. While getting a small container for the cream and sugar, Jason listened to the two men in his living room talking to each other.

“Do you think he did something to her?” asked Mike.

“I don’t know, but he has all the possibilities of hiding the body if he did,” said James. “Plus, no one would hear her scream if he wanted to torture her for a while.”

“What a dirty bastard this guy is,” commented Mike. “I’ll bet he has her body hidden in one of these rooms right under our noses.”

“If he doesn’t allow us to search his house, then we can just wait outside in our car while someone else gets a search warrant to look the place over,” returned James’ voice. “He was the last one to be seen with her, and they were seen on the road heading this way.”

Jason started to worry about what these two men would say when they saw his altar in that succubus’ chamber.

He started heading back to the living room when there was a sudden lack of a background noise that never registered in his mind. The bathroom shower had just been shut off. Jason worried that the two men were already looking around his home, since he could no longer hear their voices.

Jason walked back into the living room and saw the two detectives standing, looking toward the hallway. There, standing in the middle of the hallway, was the one person Jason was hoping to see again, but not with these two men there.

The blonde’s beautiful face was looking back at the detectives. Her hair was wrapped in a towel, the end of it hanging over one shoulder. Another towel was wrapped around her body under her armpits and the upper corner of the towel was tucked into the under layer just behind the right armpit.

The bottom of the towel reached about four or five inches past her crotch. The area where the two ends of the towel should come together remained partially open; showing a very shapely upper thigh, still a little wet from the shower.

“Hello, gentlemen,” she said, a smile on her face that brought pleasurable thoughts to Jason’s mind. He quickly looked away from her as the erection was rising in his pants. He looked at the two detectives and noticed that she had the same effect on them as well.

Mike seemed to be hiding his left hand, which was sporting a wedding band, from the towel-clad woman standing before them. Jason cleared his throat and gained the men’s attention again as he placed the cream and sugar on the table.

“So, about this missing person that you two are looking for,” said Jason, sitting down in a recliner across from Mike and James, trying to keep their attention on him and away from the blonde’s body.

“Uh, um…Well, we…we’re looking for a Ms. Greene,” said James, glancing toward the glistening skin of the hooker as she moved further into the living room and stood behind Jason. Both men slowly took their seats with a little difficulty, thanks to the woman’s effect on them.

“That wouldn’t happen to be you, would it, dear?” Jason asked the woman that was now leaning over his shoulder.

The blonde reached her slender arms around Jason’s neck and sensually kissed his ear before she replied.

“Yes, it is. I’m pretty sure these men would like to know the story about why I was reported missing, though.”

“Yeah, I would love to hear how you got here,” Mike quickly said, a little too enthusiastically from the look his partner gave him.

The blonde moved around to Jason’s left side, sat on the arm of the chair and slid down it, into Jason’s lap and arms. She sat up a little from her position and planted a passionate kiss on Jason, her tongue showing itself quite well as it snaked around his mouth, pushing his lips apart. She then turned to face the two detectives. The whole time, her upper thigh remained in view for the detectives imagine what heavenly area it led to.

“Mr. Mitchell picked me up last night on the street corner that I was working,” she started to explain. “He brought me here and we had a very passionate evening together. After finishing our business, Jason explained to me the way things should be for such a beautiful woman like myself and promised to help me get back to a normal life.

“I’ve decided to take him up on that offer. He is going to let me stay here until I can get a real job and get back on my feet,” Ms. Greene continued. “I’m pretty sure that it was my pimp that called in the missing person report on me. He must really want to get me back, since I was bringing in so much money for him. But I don’t care. I’m through with him.”

“If you want, ma’am, we can help you get away from your pimp, possibly even send him to prison,” James said, moving back into his role as a policeman. He pulled his note pad out of a pocket and added a pen to his other hand. “If you give us a statement now, we can go, pick him up and get him off the street this evening.”

“Call me Julie,” she said, sitting up further on Jason’s lap using a hand on his crotch to help her. “And as for my former boss, I don’t want to deal with him right now. I’m just going to stay here and change my life and keep away from him.”

“If that’s what you want,” James said, letting his eyes wander back to the thigh he was facing. “But you know that he will probably be coming after you, when he finds out where you’re at.”

“I know, but I feel pretty safe here,” she said, keeping the charm turned on.

Jason noticed that Mike, who had been pretty quiet for some time now, was actually staring at Julie, where the towel had opened a little bit on the side that it came together. More than her thigh was showing now.

The towel had exposed clearly up to the tucked in portion. The outer edge of her right breast was a little exposed, even though the towel mostly covered it. Julie’s hand was busy caressing her right thigh while talking to James, but it was now moving over the rest of her skin that was exposed for viewing.

Jason could tell that it was having an effect on both men, because they were both leaning forward and sitting on the very edge of his couch. Jason decided that it was time to conclude the interview before the two men fell off the couch and hit their open jaws on his coffee table. The last thing he needed was to be charged with assaulting a couple of officers.

“Do you two have any more questions?” Jason asked. “Or would you still like to look over my house and see if I,” here Jason held up his first and middle fingers and motioned the quotation sign at them, “have her body hidden in one of the rooms right under your nose?”

Jason said that last part with a snide attitude because of how quickly the detectives had convicted him before the interview had begun. The comment wasn’t lost on either one of them as they looked apologetically at Jason and rose from their seats.

He watched them get to their feet with a little discomfort and small tents forming in their pants.

“We’re sorry about saying that, Mr. Mitchell,” said James. “We’ve seen some things in our line of business that have made us feel that way about everyone we meet. We truly do apologize for offending you.”

“Ye…Yeah, I’m sorry, too,” Mike stammered, still looking at the lithe form lying in Jason’s lap. He didn’t sound too sincere.

“I hope you don’t mind if I don’t get up, but I’m very comfortable here and you know your way out,” Jason said, now turning his attention to the same figure that Mike was admiring.

As Jason’s left hand reached up and started to caress Julie’s lower left leg, he barely paid attention to the front door closing behind the two detectives. He watched his hand slide up the smooth, moist skin and over her kneecap, pushing the towel ahead of it. It was then he noticed that the moisture on her skin was more like oil than water.

Julie’s fingers reached under Jason’s chin and turned his face toward hers, making their eyes lock together. He was quickly shocked back to normalcy when he saw her eyes were slit, similar to a snake.

“I’d say that we only have a little bit of time before my pimp shows up to take me out of here,” she said in a sultry tone. “I think we should make some preparations before he shows up so my mistress and I can ‘entertain’ him.”

With those words said, Julie raised up out of his lap, letting both towels fall off her, her hair completely dry. She reached down with her hand and offered it to Jason to help him up. He took her hand in his, letting her pull him up with little effort, his other hand adjusting the hard on pressing against his the crotch of his pants.




Lustful Summoning Ch. 04



Julie headed back toward the hallway, letting Jason trail behind her. His eyes roamed over her backside and admired the curves of her body from behind, noticing every little tilt of her ass with her sashaying walk. His eyes glided up her back, noticing the hourglass curve of her waist and widening upper back. All of it was glistening with the oil that Jason had felt on her leg before.

He then took note of a few flaws that he hadn’t expected to find on this woman. Where the crack of her upper ass cheeks ended, he could see the end of her spine protruding like the clipped tail of some dog, only without the hair. There was also the pronounced shoulder blades sticking further out of her back than what you would normally see on a person.

Jason looked over her glistening shoulder and saw that she had passed the succubus’ chamber and was leading him to his bedroom. She led him into the room and went directly to the bed.

Julie laid down on the cover and looked at Jason with lust filled eyes, one hand resting on her hip, the other patting the bed next to her, motioning for him to join her on the mattress.

Jason walked to the edge of the bed, unable to resist the urge to join her. When he had reached the bed, Julie rose up to her knees and was face to face with him. Her hands reached to his shoulders and slid around them.

Her right hand reached behind his head, pulling Jason’s mouth to hers for a passionate kiss. Her left hand slid around his shoulders and pulled his body into her embrace. Jason’s hands reached to her smooth hips and tried to pull her closer to him. Her body didn’t budge, but his body moved toward her.

Jason’s mind was filled with a wanton need for this woman. He was driven by the flaming desire that was rising in his body. He mounted the bed on his knees in front of Julie, and she leaned into him and to the left, causing Jason to lay down on his back with the beautiful woman lying on top of him.

Their lips had never pulled apart; his tongue remained in an erotic embrace and danced with her tongue inside their mouths. Julie’s arms slid out from behind his head and shoulders and glided down Jason’s body.

Her hands reached the waistband of his jeans and began to untuck his shirt. When her fingers finally touched his skin, Jason felt a fever of lust race through his body. His arms wrapped around her small waist and pulled her into his crushing embrace and his tongue went wild in her mouth.

Jason felt the edge of his tongue run across the tip of one of her fangs, which she originally had before being with the succubus. He tasted his blood and something else after the scrape. Suddenly the woman on top of him started writhing in frenzy.

She pulled away from his kiss and placed her mouth on his neck, kissing, nibbling and sucking with infatuation. She rose up on her hands and knees, keeping her mouth on his neck. One hand quickly moved to his pants and undid the button and broke the zipper, pulling them open.

Julie then pulled away from Jason’s neck and rose above him, using her hands on his chest. Her fingernails ripped through his shirt, pulling it off of his body. Jason looked down and watched her hands do their business. He followed her slender arms back up to her hard body and noticed that she kept sticking her tongue out and flicking it in the air.

Julie now scratched her nails down Jason’s chest and stomach as she moved to his pants. Once there, she easily removed his pants and straddled his hips again. Jason’s cock was stiff and lying on his stomach, but he could feel her pussy’s lips spread against the shaft. It felt like they were kissing and sucking on it.

Julie rubbed her pussy up and down his shaft without getting to close to the head. Jason knew that if he did, then the suction that was down there would just pull him deep into her. Knowing what that would feel like, Jason tried to move her closer to the head by pulling on her hips, but she wouldn’t give him the pleasure just yet.

Julie moaned as she kept moistening his cock with the juices that were starting to flow out of her pussy. Jason was getting close to cumming and began to moan, too, but he tried to hold back, wanting to cum inside this woman.

She seemed to think the same thing and slid further up his cock. The sucking pussy lips hungrily wrapped around the head of Jason’s cock and started to pull him in. As he went deeper in, the suction became unbearable and he released his load into Julie, closing his eyes with the pleasure.

The blonde didn’t seem to notice as she continued to slowly slide down his shaft. Jason’s cock showed no sign of letting this woman down either, remaining hard as a diamond. Another pair of lips quickly covered Jason’s and he felt a tongue invade his mouth. Jason accepted the tongue and started kissing the pair of lips, but he noticed that the tongue wasn’t long enough to be Julie’s.

Jason’s eyes snapped open and he looked into the eyes of the succubus. His mind froze, wondering how she had escaped the pentagram. As Julie began to rise and fall on his cock, the succubus started to suck delicately on his tongue, and Jason lost his will to care about her escape, as he gave into his lust.

The black haired demoness released his tongue and looked at Jason. He saw that she still had her leathery wings on her back and her tail still flicked just inside his peripheral vision. Her body was also the hottest figure he had ever seen, even compared to Julie who was now riding his cock at an intense pace.

“Do not worry, my lover,” the succubus said lustily. “You released me, so I’m now bound to you. Neither my spawn nor I shall harm you. We will do everything to keep you pleased and alive. Nothing will ever happen to you.

“Now, lay back and enjoy yourself,” the demoness’ sultry voice continued. “She needs energy to finish her transformation. You will be pleased with the results even though the process may cause you to sleep for a few days.”

Before Jason could accept what she had said, the succubus turned around and straddled his chest. Her smooth tail slid around Jason’s neck and began to lift his head off the bed. Jason saw the pussy lips open up, waiting for his kiss.

Jason’s mouth opened just before it reached its destination and the wonderful suction pulled his willing tongue into it. Immediately, the succubus came on his tongue. The moisture ran down its length and into Jason’s mouth, going directly down his throat.

A shock of adrenalin flew threw his body and Jason began to shove up into Julie’s grasping pussy. Her body responded by moving much quicker on his cock. The pull quickly sent him over the edge, causing a burst of cum to fire deep into the woman’s inner walls.

Jason thought it might be coming to an end but he could feel Julie still pumping his cock for more semen. When he thought he wouldn’t last, the succubus came again, the fluids giving him another rush of energy.

Jason’s cock was still fully erect and his hips continued to push harder into Julie’s body. The sucking walls of the pussy rubbed against the entire body of his cock. Jason felt the head pushing against the back wall of the woman’s pussy with each downward thrust of her pelvis.

When she raised off of him most of the way, he felt the walls envelop his cock and roll against the head, as if they were caressing the gentlest flower petal. Then he would feel the pressure tighten as her body slammed back down on his cock, causing full pleasure to rush through his balls.

Jason had been feeling the woman’s legs straddling his thighs from the beginning, but he now noticed that her feet had moved under his thighs earlier. They were beginning to move over the top of his legs from inside his thighs. It felt as if her legs had multiple joints and were wrapping around his legs.

The thought of a woman’s legs embracing his like a snake seemed enticing and Jason began to move with greater vigor. Her vaginal walls began to suck more greedily on his cock, pulling him closer to an orgasm. Jason tried to keep from coming, but the pressure was greater than he could fight.

Just as Jason began to fire another load of cum deep into Julie’s pussy, he slowly sank out of consciousness. He was brought back to his senses when the succubus poured another load of her fluids down his throat.

Julie continued to push and pull on his engorged member, already causing another orgasm to move from Jason’s balls. He felt her legs wrap further over the top of his legs, now reaching past his knees. Her toes were starting to slip under his calves as the next orgasm expelled from the head of his cock. Jason screamed with the pleasure coursing through his body and the energy leaving it at the same time.

As the world began to grow dark, Jason heard a loud banging coming from another room in the house. A voice was bellowing from a distance and Jason could just barely make out what it was saying.

“Open this door, you stupid fucking bitch!” the voice yelled in the distance. “If I have to break it down, you and your new boyfriend are going to be in deep shit! Open up, god damn it, or I’ll kill you both!”

The world went black and Jason felt no more pain, but the succubus’ voice promised lustful pleasures when he woke up again.

To be continued…

Copyright 2003 by Jason Morris. All rights reserved. 



Lustful Summoning Ch. 05



The beginning of the following story is more rough and violent than the previous editions in this chain of events. The language is a lot more vulgar due to the fact that it is from the perspective of a different person than Jason. I’m keeping it in the non-human section because of the succubi that are involved. If you are squeamish about beatings, assaults, gushing blood, or just being screwed to death before going to Hell, then you might not want to read this portion of the story. If not, then I hope you really do enjoy it.

Mac-C didn’t have a very nice outlook toward women. They were put on this earth to do nothing more than serve men. Even his mother, that crack-whore bitch, wasn’t any better. She gave him life and that’s all he knew about her. That was all he wanted to know.

More than twenty-six years since that time, other sluts had been the cause of him serving time in the system. There was that old craggy cunt of a social worker that kept putting him in homes. Then it was slut who went running to the teachers because she didn’t want to put out after cock teasing him all those years in high school.

That girl caused him to spend six months in juvie. After that, you had all the other pussies that kept telling the cops he was beating them. But he had finally beat those bitches at their own game, especially that last ho that caused him to seven months in the state penn.

It’ll be years before they find her dry cunt, and even then, there won’t be any chance of proving it was him. But now he had figured out how to beat all these bitches at their own game.

More than forty whores in the city were his and only two of them had tried to quit his business. They won’t be found anytime soon, either. They weren’t even missed when they went missing. But for Vamp to go missing was shocking. No one took his ho’s, no one.

He couldn’t believe that bitch left her job. She was one of those few that really liked her job, even if she did attract the freaks. He wouldn’t be surprised if one of those fucking freak Johns had done something to her, but he wasn’t going to let them get away with it. If they did, his other paying pussies would get the idea that he wouldn’t protect them, and that couldn’t happen.

“Get G to call the police and file a missing person’s on that bitch,” Mac-C told the ho that was shooting up next to him. “And don’t spill any of your fucking blood on my carpet, bitch. You know what I’ll do to you if you do, don’t ya, bitch.”

Mac-C mocked holding a gun in his hand, pointing at the cunt, and curled his trigger finger all the way in. The whore quickly pushed the juice into her vein and jerked the needle out. Just as quickly, she put her hand over the already red infected wound and pressed on it.

“She’s just trying to keep the fix in her and ain’t worrying about the blood that she’s about to get all over my place,” Mac-C thought with anger. He’ll just slap her around later for being a bitch. She likes it that way.

“And get out to all the cunts and tell them to help the police if they ask about her,” he yelled at the needle scarred woman. “If I find out that they don’t, then there won’t be a missing person’s report, let alone a search. Plus no one will find them if there was a search.”

Several hours later, G called back and spoke to Mac-C.

“What?” Mac-C answered the phone.

“It’s me, G,” G said. “I’ve filed the report and they are on the streets asking the girls. They don’t think they are going to find her, though.”

“They better, or else there is going to be some serious Hell to pay,” said Mac-C. He slammed the phone down and rolled back over in his bed.

He looked over his newest pussy for the Johns out there. She was on her back, tied to the bedpost. She was just as kinky as Vamp had been. She liked to be slapped around even more than the other cunts that’s been in his bed.

He knew this because any woman that had a tattoo liked that shit, and she had a large ink job on her back that resembled a spider web. There was also the red hourglass shape on her tight little stomach. If this bitch liked that kind of pain, she will love the pain he had in store for him.

Mac-C rolled over on top of her sleeping form and started banging the bitch before she opened her eyes. She woke up and started to scream before he covered her mouth with his hand. Her eyes opened wide, staring at him, but he didn’t care. He liked his women silent when he fucks them. None of that fake orgasm shit.

“You like it this way, don’t you, bitch?” Mac-C said. He didn’t give her a chance to answer by keeping his hand over her mouth. “You’re going to love my cock slamming into your pussy any night that I can give it to you. You’ll be my ho like all the others, won’t you?”

The girl kept staring at him, nodding her head rapidly. The tears that were streaming down the sides of her face shocked him.

“Stop that shit, you bitch!” Mac-C yelled. He took his hand from her mouth and slapped her face with the back of it. “Don’t even try to cry in front of me. I’ll beat you harder, you cunt.”

Mac-C slapped her again, and then put his hand over her mouth, also coving her nose at the same time.

“If you don’t play your cards right, cunt, then you will find that I can be very uncaring,” he said. “I’ll take you out without a second thought.”

The girl’s body kept rocking while he continued to slam his hips into her. Her eyes began to roll up into her head and Mac-C finally allowed her to breath by moving his fingers off of her nose.

He quickly pulled out of her gaping pussy and stood up on the bed, straddling her prone body. He jerked himself to cumming and watched it fall on her face. All women liked that sort of thing. They wouldn’t show it in the movies if it wasn’t true.

Mac-C then jumped off the bed and headed for the bathroom. He hated the way pussy smelled, especially after a woman has cum. It was the worse smell in the world, even worse than a damn skunk.

Mac-C took a long hot shower, especially lathering up his crotch and washing away the stench of the ho’s cunt. He heard the phone ringing when he stepped out of the shower and ran back to his bedroom to answer it. When he picked up the receiver, the person on the other end had already hung up.

“You fucking bitch!” Mac-C yelled at the girl that was tied up on his bed. “Why didn’t you come and get me or answer the fucking phone? What the fuck is wrong with you, you bitch?”

Mac-C quickly jumped on top of the girl, straddling her body. His hands flew across her face, bitch-slapping the girl as quickly as he could.

“I…I…I couldn’t answer it, you left me tied up,” she yelled at him between the striking hands. “You didn’t untie me, God damn it!”

Mac-C pulled his arm back and punched the girl in her stomach.

“Don’t you dare use God’s name in vain, you bitch!” he yelled at the girl. “You aren’t even worth having his name cross your lips, let alone cursing. You fucking bitch!”

Mac-C then punched the girl again, this time across her face. The girls nose spurted blood which pissed him off even more.

“Now you want to fucking spit your nasty ass fucking blood on me?” Mac-C yelled. His hands went back the girls face, this time covering her mouth and nose again. “I’ll teach you to spit your fucking blood on me.”

Mac-C watch with joy as her struggled to breathe, but he didn’t care. He was going to let this bitch see what happened to women that went against his wishes, especially if they tried to fight back.

The girl was saved for the moment when the phone next to the bed rang again.

“You let out a single sound, then I am going to cause you so much pain, that you will beg me to kill you,” Mac-C said. He pulled his hand off her mouth and snatched up the phone.

“What?” he yelled into the receiver.

“Where were you a minute ago, Mac,” G’s voice said. “I tried calling, but you didn’t answer?”

“I was in the shower and the bitch here didn’t answer the fucking phone,” Mac-C said. “What did you get on Vamp?”

“She ain’t dead,” G told him. “That bitch is holed up at the John’s house that took her home last night. The blue boy’s said that she had no intention of coming back to you and wasn’t going to go back on the street.”

“That fucking cunt,” Mac-C said. “Get over here and pick that crack ho I had call you this morning. We got us a trip to make and some lessons to teach to these bitches. I’ll be ready when you get here.”

Mac-C hung up the phone and looked at the girl still tied to the bed. She was trying to keep the blood free flowing from her nose from running down on the bed. This bitch was learning quickly, but she still needed to learn that no one crossed him.

“Come on, bitch,” Mac-C said. He moved to the foot of the bed and unbound her feet. “You’ve got a lesson to learn about how I take care of my ho’s, especially when they try leave and I ain’t ready for them go.”

Less than an hour later, G was driving down the road with that track-marked bitch riding next to him. Mac-C sat behind her and the new girl was next to him. Mac-C kept checking his piece, making sure that it was loaded and ready to go. He was nervous because he didn’t know if the John would have any weapons or if this whole thing was a trap.

G turned off the main road onto a fucking dirt road. Damn, this fucker lived out in the sticks. There was nothing worse than dealing with a dumb-ass redneck. At least no one will hear them cutting this asshole into tiny little pieces.

G killed the lights and let the moonlight show where the dirt road led. They rumbled along it until the house could be seen coming up fast. Mac-C was pleased with the looks of it. Anyone could sneak into this place and no one would ever know unless they looked hard enough.

The car turned hard into the drive of the house, effectively blocking the other car that was parked there.

G looked back at Mac-C, the latter nodding back at him. G then reached into the glove box and pulled a small pistol out and handed it to that sick bitch in the front seat.

“Use this if that bastard in there has any guns, you got that?” he told her. That skinny bitch just nodded her head. She looked like she was going to get sick. Mac-C knew how to handle this bitch’s loss of nerves.

“I’ll give you all the shit you need when this is over, bitch,” Mac-C promised. “You won’t have to buy anymore, I promise.”

That cunt’s eyes brightened at that. He knew she would fall for it.

They all piled out of the car, the new girl stood up and looked over the roof at Mac-C.

“What about me?” she whined. “Don’t I get anything?”

“You’re just hear to watch, bitch, so shut the fuck up,” Mac-C replied, pointing his finger at her, making sure she got the point. “If you ask another question, I’m going to give you something else besides a bloody nose, you got it?”

“Yeah, I got it,” she pouted. This bitch was going to piss Mac-C off to no end.

They quietly moved up the steps and up next to the door. It wasn’t until Mac-C put his ear next to the door that he finally heard something or someone inside the house. He recognized that noise from earlier that day. It was the muffled sound of some being fucked, and fucked hard, at that.

Mac-C raised his fist and beat the side of it several times on the door. There was no way this John was going to get all that fun for free. It was time to pay the man. And that bitch was going to get what she had coming to her, too.

“Open this door, you stupid fucking bitch!” Mac-C yelled. “If I have to break it down, you and your new boyfriend are going to be in deep shit! Open up, god damn it, or I’ll kill you both!”

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She watched her newest offspring untangle her legs from their master. The succubus lifted her hips and removed her pussy from his mouth while leaning forward. Her lips connected with the blonde’s and she enticed the woman’s new forked tongue into her mouth.

She sucked some of the energy that the blonde had pulled from their master back into herself before breaking the lustful kiss. Another loud banging came from front door at that point.

“Didn’t you hear me, cunt?” yelled the pimp. “There ain’t no people around here that will hear me if I blow a hole in this fucking door. Now let me in or I’ll put a hole in you too.”

The succubus stood next to the bed, feeling her wings melt into her back and her tail shorten into her spine. She didn’t want to scare her prey away. She sauntered out of the bedroom and sent a mental message to her offspring to close and lock the bedroom. No harm was to come to the master. She knew that he was the key to her remaining in this world.

She reached the end of the hallway and turned up the charm. Her erotic scent began to fill the room as she crossed it, her hand outstretched for the doorknob. She didn’t falter when there was another set of beatings from the other side of the door. She grasped the handle and turned it.

Her completely nude form stood before the two men and women on the front porch. She saw their look of first shock and then surprise cross their faces. Another look attached it self to their faces, one of pure lust. All of them wanted a piece of the sensual flesh that stood before them.

“Please,” she said, in a very sultry voice. “Come in.”

The four people quickly moved into the living room and further into the trap that the succubus had set for them.

“Have a seat and make yourselves comfortable,” she told them. “I believe the person you are looking for will be joining us in a moment.”

Mac-C took a seat in the recliner that was facing the sofa while G sat in its center with the girls on each side.

“Where is that fucking bitch?” Mac-C asked, actually wanting to ask if he could fuck this gorgeous ho that was standing before him.

The succubus turned her sumptuous ass toward the group and looked toward the hallway.

“Julie, will you come out here and help me entertain our guests,” she called toward the hallway.

The blonde moved into the living room, her body swaying a little as if she were walking with legs made of rubber. The succubus knew the truth behind her movements. All of her bones had been changed; giving her legs and arms multiple joints.

Her canine implants, which were originally made for the vampire look, were now a permanent part of her body and attached to venom sacks. The fluid in those sacks were not poisonous, but had the effect of a potent aphrodisiac. Any person that received the smallest drop, whether bitten or poured into their mouth would be instantly aroused.

Tonight’s prey would be lucky, thought the succubus. They won’t feel the fangs piercing their skin, but Julie will still help keep the men subdued while she took care of the women.

Julie walked in front of Mac-C and stood before him. The succubus could tell his senses were focused on pleasure now and no longer wanting to punish the woman standing nude before him. This was a very noticeable, huge bulge in his pants other than the scent of lust that the succubus could pick up with her senses.

Julie’s breast stood up in the perkiest way and her thighs looked more muscular than Mac-C could remember, but he didn’t care. His cock just wanted to be released from the coarse confinement of his clothes and become imprisoned in the hot, silky folds of the pussy in front of him.

Her body swayed back and forth on the multi-jointed legs, which were gaining the full attention of Mac-C’s eyes. His hands reached up and began stroking the outer thighs, caressing them with a strong need to be entwined in them.

The succubus watched these movements and stepped toward the large man sitting on the couch. His eyes were open wide; staring at the firm ass and his friends wandering hands on her smooth, supple legs. The man had already pulled his cock out through his zipper and was giving the hard-on slow deliberate strokes.

The succubus leaned over the woman with needle marks, toward the big man. She could smell the wretched stench of drugs and near death on this woman, but her marks would help with the succubus’ plans for her transformation. She reached down and wrapped her long fingers around his cock.

By now, Mac-C had pulled Julie onto his lap, straddling him. Julie had reached between their bodies and pulled his dick out through his zipper and boxers. Her fingers gently touched and tickled his cock while she stretched her neck down to Mac-C’s mouth. Her other hand pulled his head toward her and their lips opened to allow their tongues to connect.

Julie’s tongue quickly reached into Mac-C’s mouth and threw its coils around his tongue, sealing their mouths together just like his fate. Julie let some of her venom seep out of her fangs and slide along her tongue into Mac-C’s mouth. Mac-C showed the effects of the venom by gripping her body tight to his, wanting to impale her on his cock; but Julie’s strength had grown as well and she kept herself from falling on his cock.

The succubus led G by his cock to a position behind the chair and moved behind him. The arm connected to the hand that was holding his cock was able to wrap around his side. Her other hand slid around the other side, slowly caressing the man’s body. Her breasts pressed against his back as she pressed against him.

Julie pulled herself from the lip-lock Mac-C was intent on keeping and leaned forward, pushing her breasts into Mac-C’s face and raising her pussy over his cock. Her hands reached behind Mac-C’s head and her fingers reached toward G’s stiff cock. When her fingers touched it, the succubus released it so Julie could take over.

Julie let out a breath filled moan as Mac-C took one of her breasts in his mouth and she impaled herself on his cock. Her forked tongue snaked out of her mouth and coiled around G’s cock. Her saliva caused her tongue to glisten in the room’s light as it continued to wrap and tighten around G’s cock. Julie moved her head forward as her tongue, four coils of it wrapped around the cock, pulled it toward the opening.

The succubus moved around to the side of the threesome, watching both men succumbing to her offspring. She reminded Julie, through her thoughts, that they were needed for the next offspring and she shouldn’t drain the prey completely this time.

Julie moaned in displeasure of this thought, but knew better than to disagree with her creator.

The succubus now moved over to the couch and stood between both of the women, watching them stare at the ménage à trois that was happening before them. Moaning was echoing through the room as the men continued to be pushed closer to their edge but only to be held there.

The succubus reached forward with both her hands and offered them to the women sitting on the couch.

“You have both been abused by these men and many others. I will help you escape from their hold on you,” she told them. “All you have to do is take my hand and follow me. I will show you how to control men and take their strength from them.”

The two women took the hands that were offered them and felt a stronger pull on their already wet pussies than the hands that were helping them off the couch. The women didn’t care where the sultry black haired woman took them. They only knew that she was offering them a release from the much-needed orgasm they wanted.

As the succubus stood, the two women rose in front of her. She let go of their hands, turned around, and began walking toward the hall. The women followed her, enjoying the vision of her swaying naked ass leading the way. Both of them noticed, but didn’t give a damn about, the slight protrusion at the base of the woman’s spine.

Another difference the two women failed to notice was that the succubus’ shoulder blades seemed to stick out further than usual. Both women followed the swaying ass cheeks without looking up, and didn’t even notice that they had walked into a room painted all black with hundred’s of candles around it.




Lustful Summoning Ch. 05



The door slamming behind them on its own stole their attention from the seductive woman before them and they both spun completely around.

“Don’t be alarmed,” said the succubus. “When we are done, you will have powers like you’ve never had before. Men will do anything to please your ravenous needs. You will be free of the shackles that men have put on you and they will become your slaves. You both know that is what you really want. Just give into your desires and let me please you. You will feel no pain but unearthly pleasures.”

As soon as the succubus started talking, the two women began to fall under her spell again. They turned around and looked at the creature that was standing before them. The succubus was standing in the middle of a white circle, no longer hiding her real appearance.

Her wings were folded onto her back, but her tail had wrapped itself around the waist and the tip was along the edges of the woman’s wet folds. Her hands were again extended to the two women standing at the door and her eyes held their eyes in a hypnotic lock.

Both women heard her, even though they didn’t see the succubus’ lips move, tell them to take their clothes off. They willingly complied and began to slowly strip themselves from the confining jeans and skirt, T-shirt and button down satin blouse. Their bra’s and panties fell to the floor.

The woman without the track marks on her body did have a tattoo of a spider, which gave the succubus an idea for this prey. Her body was very shapely, holding a fine hourglass figure. Her breast stood out like that of a very young woman in her prime.

The other woman bared the true labors of all her work for Mac-C. Her body was covered with small ulcers where she had been stabbing needles into her skin during the past years. Her body was nothing more than skin and bones from the lack of food, since most the money that she did have went to the smack that she was using.

“Come to me, my lovers,” the succubus ordered. Both of the women slowly walked to the circle. As soon as their feet crossed into it, both women felt the pleasure of a very small orgasm. It was just enough to make them both want more, and succubus was willing to oblige.

She reached forward and pulled both women into her embrace. She turned them around without any trouble and helped them onto the mattress. Both women were lying side by side when the succubus’ voice entered the spider woman’s head again.

“Turn around and taste your lover,” the voice said.

The lithe figure expertly spun around and climbed atop the other woman. Her legs spread and her thighs closed on sick woman’s head. Both tongues darted out at the same time and worked in sync with the others.

The succubus stood over them, watching the carnal lust begin to overcome both of them. Their tongues started teasing the pussy lips, gently touching them with caressing passes of the tongues.

After reaching the base of their pussy, their tongues pulled back into their mouths so they can swallow the juices that were seeping outside of each other’s pussies. The tongues would then dart back out and tease the clits. Both of the women’s hips thrust toward the moist teasing muscle that was hitting their love buttons.

As their tongues continued to pass between the lower lips, both of the women began to moan their pleasures. Under their moans, the succubus’ voice could be heard speaking in a language that hadn’t been spoken on earth for millenniums.

Neither woman paid attention to the demoness’ voice, nor could they hear it. The mounting orgasm in each of their flowing pussies caused both women to tighten their grip on the other woman’s head. Their thighs had clamped onto the side of each other’s head, completely covering their ears. Calves had crossed behind their heads and locked the heads into vices.

As the voice continued over the din of the women’s moans, both of them began rocking back in forth on each other’s tongues. Neither one noticed that their tongues were now driving into the other’s pussy. Nor was it noticed that the tongues were reaching deeper and deeper into the others pussy, far past where the hymen used to be.

Both tongues began to touch the g-spot deep inside the other woman’s pussy. The tips of the tongues started flicking against the back wall, teasing the women more and more past their threshold of pleasure. Neither cared about the changes that were taking place in their bodies. Their only desire was to reach a climax.

The succubus knew why the women weren’t reaching their peak; her chanting was bringing out their changes. Before too much longer, those tongues would wield a power over men and their cocks, just like the pussies that they were driving deep into.

To Be Continued…

Copyright 2003 by Jason Morris. All rights reserved.



Lustful Summoning Ch. 06



Jason’s mind started working again, and his sense of touch was the first sense to return to him.

A thick, heavy object covered his body; and it held him to the cushioned surface that he was lying on. His head was slightly propped up by another soft cushioned object. His ears were slightly covered by the object his head was sunken into. The area was completely warm and soothing, and Jason quickly understood he was in a bed.

His ears were barely able to pick up some muffled sounds through the pillow that he had sunk into. He couldn’t distinguish what the sound exactly was, but it sounded very familiar. His mind tried to focus on the sounds and decide what it was he was hearing.

Those were the sounds of men in the throes of complete ecstasy and pain at the same time. He could hear an occasional slight yelp of pain between the loud moans of passion. Jason noticed that some of those moans sounded feminine, as well.

His mind started working faster. Jason’s heart raced, wishing that he could feel the heat and passion that was pleasing the men he could hear. But that wish was short lived, when two blood curdling screams pierced their way through the pillow and past his eardrums.

Jason suddenly remembered his night of passion with the blonde succubus with slithering limbs and the raven-haired succubus who he drank from. At the thought, his cock jumped to life, even though his brain was screaming for Jason to jump out of the bed, and flee for his life.

Instead, Jason lay in his comfortable bed, feeling the satin sheets caress his engorged member, as it grew longer. He reveled in the sensations that the sheets gave him, as he remembered the gorgeous blonde wrapping her legs around his while riding his cock.

Jason then slowly sat up, wanting to find his blonde bombshell, see if he could get her back into the bed, or anywhere else she wanted to be, and fuck her until he passed out again. His mind had truly lost the battle with his cock’s smaller head.

He slid to the side of the bed and put his feet on the smooth carpet. Standing gingerly, Jason waited to make sure his balance was working and then began to move away from the wanton feel of the warm and embracing satin sheets. He strolled to the bathroom just off his bedroom and sat on the toilet.

Like any normal man, he thought to himself, first I need to drain my bladder before finding those two sexual demons. He didn’t want to piss them off by pissing on them.

With some effort, he was able to force his erection to point into the right direction and piss in the toilet. He knew he was being lazy by sitting on the toilet, but he wasn’t sure if his strength was going to last to long. He seemed to be a little weak from the last time that the women had played with their toy.

As the urine was striking the inside of the bowl and running down into the water, Jason listened for more sounds of the earlier sexual interlude, but could no longer hear any noise, other than the sound of his own piss hitting the porcelain.

When he had stopped urinating, Jason listened more closely and could distinguish a chanting noise coming from outside his room, somewhere down the hallway. He slowly stood up, barely noticing that his erection was now gone. He was now more focused on the chanting, and finding out what it was all about.

He walked out of the bathroom and past his bed, again taking a longing look at the warm sheets. He kept his resolve and crept to the doorway and peered into the hallway. He noticed that the door to his ritual chamber was closed and the chanting seemed to be coming from behind it.

Jason walked through the hallway, as light on his feet as possible. He didn’t want to disturb the ritual that had to be taking place inside, but his curiosity was getting the better of him. As he reached the door, Jason noticed movement in the living room and turned to face it.

His beautiful blonde, Julie, turned the corner, her body screaming sex, her movements tempting him, even when she didn’t seem to move at all. That was when Jason noticed that her hair was moving, almost slithering, on her shoulders. It caressed her shoulders as it slid around her neck, and down to her breast.

Tiny strands seemed to wrap and tighten around her nipples, while large groups of them wrapped around the entire breast. Jason became mesmerized by the moving hair and didn’t even notice her walking toward him, not until her hands reached his out and snaked around his neck.

The arms pulled him into a sensual embrace that caused his cock to spring to life, pushing just barely against her pussy’s moist lips. Julie’s mouth moved to Jason’s ear and she breathed deeply next to it, almost an orgasmic sigh of relief.

“Would you like to see the Mistress, Master?” Julie asked him.

Jason nodded, since he found it very hard to speak due to the insatiable urge to drag this woman to the ground and slide his cock inside her heat.

“Then enter her chamber, Master,” Julie said, and she released him from the embrace, and opened the door.

The first thing that Jason noticed in the room was the extreme heat that emanated from the open door. He hadn’t felt that heat coming through the door, but it was nearly overwhelming once it was opened.

The second thing Jason noticed was that there were three women in the room, the original succubus was in the middle, giving Jason a profile view of her left side, her bat-like wings out stretched in their full glory. To the original succubus left and showing Jason her backside, was a red-haired, petite beauty. The third woman was on the succubus right. She was black, and Jason could tell from her beauty that she had been changed like Julie.

This meant that there were now four succubi in Jason’s home and he didn’t know how he was going to be able to handle that many. Just two succubi were nearly more than he could handle to begin with.

The door swung open further and Jason saw that the three succubi were facing the mattress inside the pentagram. On the mattress lay two nude prone bodies of men, both of which seemed to look like they had been left in the desert sun for a couple of decades. He knew instantly that the succubi had fed off these men and that his fate would be the same, if he didn’t play his cards right.

Jason watched the two bodies on the bed as the succubus continued her chant. Slowly, form began to take shape in the skin again, their faces filled out, along with their chests and arms. The red-haired woman blocked the rest of their bodies.

He continued watching as their heads moved a little as life was brought back into the bodies of the two men and Jason noticed that their skin was also black. One of them was a tall young man, very lean and very much in shape. The other man was large, but his body fat was very well placed, making him look like a football player in the pros.

Jason watched as the men sat up and could no longer see them, until they stood up. Both men stared at the head succubus, who had stopped her chanting.

“You two will start bringing me more women to add to the collection,” she stated. “I will let you live as long as you can provide me more souls.”

“Yes, Mistress,” both men droned.

“Then go, and acknowledge your Master as you leave,” the succubus said to them.

Both men turned toward the doorway and started walking, the redhead moving to the side, but not turning around. As the men neared Jason, he noticed that the two men were brought back in full, except for one vital part to any man’s livelihood. Their cocks were completely missing. The skin seemed to be completely void of any opening where the cocks should have been, even if they had been ripped or cut out of the body. The men looked like walking mannequins.

As they passed Jason, the two men stopped in front of him and bowed their heads toward him. Jason was flabbergasted by the act and didn’t know what to do, but after a few seconds of the men standing that way, he knew he had to say something.

“Go, and do as your mistress commands,” Jason ordered, feeling powerful, but not sure why these men should listen to him.

The men raised their heads as they turned, again not looking Jason in the eyes, and left the room. Jason wondered for a moment if these two zombie-like men were going to just walk out of his house like that, but he was suddenly distracted.

Julie’s hand and arm had slid around his waist, and helped Jason enter the overpowering heat of the room. The lead succubus watched Jason enter and went to her knees as he came closer. Julie left Jason’s side and joined the other three succubi, who stood behind the succubus on her knees. They, in recognition, bowed their heads.

“My plan is coming together, Master, all with your help,” she said, before raising her head to look him the eyes.

Jason noticed that her mouth was at cock level and tried his best not to think of it being buried inside her moist lips and wrapped by her tongue. It still came to life, however, and rose before the creature.

“Is Master pleased?” asked the succubus, her tongue sliding out between her lips and wetting them. “Or does my Master wanting to be pleased?”

At the second question, Jason’s cock jumped a little and bounced up and down with its stiffness. The succubus took this movement as if Jason had nodded his other head, and leaned forward, taking his cock insider her mouth.

The heat of the room suddenly felt like a walk-in freezer compared to the heat that had enveloped Jason’s dick. Jason saw the other three succubi raise their heads, as the succubus pulled on his cock with her sucking mouth. This was his first time to see the redhead’s body from the front and it astounded him.

Her body seemed to be devoid of any hair, except for what was sliding past her shoulders off her head, not event he smallest of hairs you could usually find on a woman’s arms. Her neck was very slender and feminine, which led straight to her shoulders. From there, her body angled sharply to her waist. The only mar to the design was her large breast, and Jason wasn’t complaining about that. There was also a red hourglass tattoo on her stomach, just above her navel.

Jason tried to focus on the woman’s bellybutton, though the succubus’ ministrations below were hard to ignore. The open region was a little larger than normal and seemed to have a strange quality about it.

As Jason’s eyes wondered down the red headed woman’s body, they were diverted to the bobbing head at his cock. Again, his dick controlled his actions, and Jason found himself moving with the motion to push his cock’s head deeper into her throat. He knew she could handle the thrust without any trouble, but he was still surprised at her deft ability to continue the suction, no matter how hard he tried pulling back before pushing again.

Jason’s head threw back, eyes slammed shut and a deep guttural moan left his body as he exploded into the creature’s gullet. Nothing was wasted as she continued sucking him, pulling out every drop between the spurts. His knees failed him and Jason fell backward.

With his eyes closed, he never noticed the other three women move behind him and catch him before he hit the ground.

The succubus never let Jason’s cock go and continued sucking the cum out of him as the other women gently lay him on the floor. He saw multiple light burst inside his eyelids with the force of his orgasm and thought he was going to pass out when the demoness’ lips released him.

“Are you pleased, now, Master?” the succubus asked Jason again.

Jason moaned his approval, not even understanding her words completely, but knowing that there wasn’t anything in this world or any other that he could ever deny her.

She rose before her master’s nude body, looking at her two new creations.

“I have two new ‘recruits,’ and all three of my ladies need to feed properly, Master. I believe a night out on the town is necessary,” said the succubus.

Jason slowly opened his eyes and looked at the four women standing over his prone nude body. All of them were the epitome of lust, and they were his, as long as he didn’t mind sharing. At this point in time, he didn’t mind anything, as long as they were his.

The base from inside the building was louder than should be allowed for human hearing in such an enclosed area. Anyone inside must have his or her hearts beating to the same beat with the way the music could be heard outside.

It was late at night and the bouncer outside was nothing more than a decoration. He looked bored as the car pulled into the parking lot. Jason stepped out of the driver side and the succubus climbed out from the passenger seat. The other three women slid out of the back of the car with a grace befitting queens.

When they neared the door, the bouncer finally looked up and was astonished at the delicious women walking around the man that was with them.

In the back row was a woman with short red hair. Not the bouncer’s type, but she seemed to ooze lust from that sultry stare. What he could see of her, she definitely wore a feminine leather jacket over her upper frame. She walked as if she could walk on anything delicate and not cause any damage, even a spider’s web.

The other woman in the back row was a black woman with her hair in cornrows. Her face had the structure of a near perfect breading, holding high cheekbones and wide eyes. Her eyebrows were thin and seemed to curve down toward the bridge of her nose, making her eyes look like she might have a bit of oriental descent in her. Her mouth was gleaming as if she had just applied gloss to them, but the bouncer couldn’t see any chance of make-up on these women.

To the man’s immediate left, wrapped by his arm around her very thin waist, was a hot, very hot, blonde. She wore an outfit of full leather that hugged her body from the ankles to the wrist, but seemed to have a ripped out portion that gave a wonderful view of her cleavage. Her hair swung behind her just around the middle of her back.

The bouncer’s dick was already rising to the occasion as the group neared. But what nearly stopped his heart was the gorgeous black hair beauty to the man’s right.

She was wearing the shortest dress that he had ever seen. If she bent over, everyone in the club would see her ass, and even her cunt, if she weren’t wearing anything underneath that outfit. Her long shapely legs were beyond desirable, and the bouncer could already imagine them wrapped around his waist as he found out if she was wearing any panties.

The group came to a stop in front of the six foot four inch, 238-pound bouncer.

“How much to get in?” the man asked.

The bouncer noticed that his mouth had been open when he had to close it to start speaking.

“For you, it’ll cost five dollars, but the ladies here ride…I mean, get in for free,” the bouncer stammered, trying his best to be intimidating. The man looked like he might be shook up by his size, but there was no fear in his eyes. He commanded an air of respect, but it seemed to come from the women around him.

The woman with red hair walked around the group and stood before the bouncer, giving him a full view of her body.

“I’ll be glad to pay my Master’s fee, if you will take pleasure instead,” she said, raising her silken shirt, showing off the very small waist and hourglass tattoo on her tight stomach.

It was then that the bouncer noticed her bellybutton was odd. It looked like it had tiny fingers reaching inside it. That was when he was attacked.

Jason now noticed what the red headed woman’s navel really concealed. It began shooting out a lot of fine thread that immediate coated the bouncer’s body, the force of the initial blow throwing him against the wall. The webbing quickly covered his body, and the red head walked up to his moaning form.

She reached through the webbing, not sticking to the webbing herself, and pulled the bouncer’s flaccid cock out. She looked over her shoulder at Jason, smiled at him, and quickly lowered her lips to it. The other three women moved around the now kneeling woman and her prey, pulling Jason into the semi-circle.

Jason watched, entranced as the cock quickly grew to full length and the man’s moans of pain changed to pleasure. He looked around to see if anyone had seen what had happened and noticed a stool nearby with a stamp and inkpad nearby.

Jason stepped up to the form stuck to the wall and leaned down to the spider-succubus’ ear.

“Don’t let him spend yet,” he told her. “We need some information from him first.”

He then rose and watched through the webbing and saw the prey’s face contort with excruciating pleasure as he was brought to the point of release, but wasn’t allowed to cum.

“I’ll tell her to let you cum in her mouth, but first I need to know which hand we need to be stamped on?” he asked the bouncers. “If you don’t tell me, you will find that being on the verge of release can the worst suffering that a man can live through.”

The bouncer knew Jason was telling the truth from the pain of being so close to blowing his wad, but his mind was telling him that he could suffer thru any pain that these people could inflict upon him.

The spider-succubus gave a few more tugs on his cock with her mouth and the man then knew what true pain was.

“Oh, God, please, the right hand, the right hand, just let me cum,” he moaned aloud.

“Thank you,” Jason said. “Enjoy Hell.”

With that, the woman inserted her hidden fangs into the man’s cock and injected her digesting venom. As he tried to scream, he found he was immediately paralyzed and unable to make a sound as his cum was sucked forcibly out of this cock.

He went from great pain of the bite to pure heavenly pleasure, feeling his seed pulled from his balls, but pain became mingled with the pleasure as his balls began to disintegrate inside his scrotum. As the woman sucked the liquid balls out of his body, he felt the mixture of pain and pleasure bring him to new heights of euphoria.

His mind became blissfully aware of the pleasure and could just barely make out the pain mixed with it. He tried to moan his acceptance, but he could tell that his lungs and insides were already changing into a mush that this demonic creature was sucking out of him through his cock.

The webbing began to slacken around the outer husk of the bouncer’s empty shell, as the woman sucked the final remains from it. Jason felt no pity for the man because of the way he had tried to act as a bully toward him.

Jason reached the stool, took up the stamp, rubbed it into the pad and stamped all four of the women’s hands, getting a delicious kiss from each of them as he did so. After all their tongues mingled with each other, and Jason had readjusted his growing dick, he walked to the door and opened it for the women. Let the feeding frenzy begin, he thought to himself.

Yes, my fans, it is…

To Be Continued…

Copyright 2003 All rights reserved. 



Lustful Summoning Ch. 07



The base music engulfed the small group as they entered the club. Jason started to worry as soon as they entered, a man sitting behind a small caged window asked to see their stamps. All of them raised their hands and the black light made the neon-ink glow.

When they passed the window, Jason watched the other black succubus round the corner and climb two steps to a door. She knocked and the same man that asked to see their stamps opened it. The black woman climbed inside, closing the door behind her. Jason looked over his shoulder and watched as a shade was pulled over the caged window.

Knowing what was going to happen inside the little booth, Jason turned his head and decided to walk further into the club.

Further past the corner, the club opened before the small group. There was a wide staircase not to far away, leading to the upper level balcony. Many men could be seen at the railing, leaning over the makeshift wooden bar around the railing. Jason could tell they were all leering down the top of women's dresses and partially open dresses.

He couldn't blame them, since a lot of the women were very attractive, but none compared to the beauties that were already surrounding him. He knew that they were beautiful because the closest people looked at them.

Jason saw the interest peak in the eyes of the women, but the men were easily filled with hunger, even those with women already hanging on them.

"Have fun ladies, but work on the women first, then take the men," the original succubus said. "Make sure you pass the word as you spread."

Jason suddenly felt more nervous at this comment, and was about to protest this excursion all together. But the original took his hand in hers and led him to an empty booth near the first floor railing.

As they sat down, Jason noticed he had a good view of the dance floor and all of the people bouncing around on it. He noticed the sea of bodies all moving together with the beat and several of them were grinding against each other, as if they were screwing on the dance floor.

The women in the room seemed to be outnumbered by the men two to one, but Jason figured if the succubus' plan was what he thought it was, that wouldn't be the case before too much longer.

"Can I get you guys something to drink?" asked a very large busted woman with a notepad in her hand, holding her pen poised to write down their order.

Jason's head snapped around to stare down her burgundy halter-top, noticing that her breast hung free of any bra. He also saw that a very tight pair of black jeans covered her long legs.

"Jason would like a beer, and..." the succubus began, then her hand shot up between the woman's legs, grabbing her crotch. Her nails quickly cut through the seam, allowing her fingers to plunge into the woman's quim. "Me, I'll just have some of you."

The waitress' mouth opened with shock at the sudden attack, and her hands quickly landed on the table to steady herself. The succubus pushed her hand harder onto the woman's crotch, burying her finger deeper into the woman's pussy. This extra leverage pushed the opened mouth to the succubus' mouth, where they locked together in a divine kiss.

Jason watched as the waitress' eyes opened wide at the shock of the situation, and then fluttered to a close as she was overcome with pleasure. Her hands tried to clinch the tabletop as the woman gave into the assault. When the succubus pulled her fingers from the woman's crotch, the waitress continued to kiss the succubus back.

Finally, her eyes opened wide and stared at Jason with a lustful desire he knew to belong to the hell spawn he was sitting with.

"This one is protected," the succubus said. "We need to convert the women before the men start to leave. Bring you master his beer, best in the house, and then use your body's wine to help convert the women around here."

The new convert left, biting her lip while looking around the club, as if she was seeing it for the first time. Jason could tell that it was taking all of her control to keep from fucking the first man that was close enough to rape.

He turned his attention back to the dance floor and saw that several of the women around the floor were starting to dance with other women more than the men. Straining his eyes through the smoke and haze of the club's atmosphere, Jason could see the other succubi on the floor, groping some of the women and kissing them deeply.

Jason watched as one of the newer converts turned from such a kiss and joined a group of women that were dancing together. Some men had started to dance their way right up to the many groups of women that were dancing. Some of the men were standing right behind some women, grinding their increasing hard-on against their asses.

Jason watched as one man was grinding against a woman that was being converted by one of his succubi. Julie had one hand around the woman's side and down toward her ass. The other hand was digging underneath the tight mini-skirt the woman was wearing. Her mouth was locked on the woman's mouth, which was sandwiched between the man and succubus.

From the man's expression, Jason guessed that the Julie was also squeezing the man's cock. Jason the noticed the original succubus' hand was on his groin, stroking him to an erection.

He turned to look at her as she leaned toward him. Their lips connected and her tongue once again trapped his in its coils. It squeezed and caressed his tongue in time with her hand on his growing dick.

The succubus suddenly broke her kiss and gave his cock one last squeeze before she let it go. She then brought her mouth to his ear and whispered into it.

"I'm going to help the ladies with the conversion. I'll send someone to keep you company while I'm away."

Jas was surprise that he could hear her speaking over the extremely loud music. He didn't know how that was possible, but he let the thought go as the large busted woman returned with his beer.

The original stood up in front of her and they kissed again before she left. The waitress leaned far over the table, more than she needed to and stared into Jason's eyes. He leaned into her and let their mouths connect.

He felt her tongue slide past his lips before they connected. She was probing deep into his mouth with her tongue, tangling it around his, and feeling all of his teeth and every little crevice that existed. As their saliva began to mix, Jason detected a slight taste of alcohol.

As she pulled away, Jason noticed that his dick was straining to be released from its confines, stronger that it was with the succubus caressing it through his pants.

"It's my new trait," she said as she pulled away. "We all get one, of some kind or another. Mine is an aphrodisiac-slash-alcoholic system. One taste of any of my juices, and a man or woman is aroused, horny and mine.

"I will follow any orders you give, Master, as long as they don't stand in the way of her plans," the waitress continued. She sat down next to Jason, letting a hand come to rest on his leg. "I've been asked to keep you company while she helps to initiate others. You will be pleased with our work."

Jason tried to ignore the aphrodisiac that was working through his system and the creature's hand that was gliding up his leg. He turned his head toward the dance floor again watched as more women were changed into lust-filled demons from Hell.

When the hand reached his crotch, Jason saw the first of the attacks on men take place. He watched as one of the converted women dancing with a man near the opposite edge of the floor lead him into a dark corner.

When they got there, Jason saw the man's back toward him, but didn't see any of the woman's body until her legs came up and wrapped around his waist. Watching the legs movement, he could tell the man was driving into her, but no one either noticed the same situation or either cared.

Jason felt his zipper being pulled down as he watched the woman's legs tighten around the man's waist. He couldn't tell if it was because the man was trying to pull away or if the woman was just having her orgasm, but he guessed it was a little of both.

As Jason watched the woman's legs finally relax and release the man's waist, he felt his cock being pulled out of his pants. The woman's arms were already around the man's body, and she easily carried him to a nearby chair and sat him down. He only looked like he was passed out, but Jason no longer cared.

He felt something hot and warm wrap around his dick looked down with wanton lust to see a woman's head bobbing on his crotch from underneath the table. The waitress was still sitting beside him, and another woman had crawled her way under the table to perform this fellatio on him.

Jason laid his head back as he relaxed into the pleasure of the woman's mouth and noticed that there were fewer men at the balcony above. Those men that were still standing there were no longer leaning over the railing. They stood there as women were kneeling under the wooden bar, sucking the men's cocks.

The waitress leaned over Jason's head and began kissing him deeply. The two women sucking on his body brought him closer to release than he wanted to be. He didn't know if they understood that he was supposed to be protected. As his lower abdomen began to tighten and heat up with the impending orgasm.

Jason no longer cared about his danger as pure lust took over his senses and he went with the pleasures that were surrounding him. He exploded inside the woman's mouth and felt relieved when she slowed down her sucking. The waitress continued to kiss him, but she wasn't as forceful as she was earlier. Finally, she pulled away from his mouth, allowing Jason to just sit there in the after glow of such a strong release.

He slowly looked up and saw that there wasn't anyone at the balcony above him. He slowly raised his head up and turned it toward the dance floor. He was that there were still several men dancing on the floor, but the women on the floor now at least tripled the number of men.

Small groups of women danced around the men in tight circles, constantly caressing each other's bodies. Jason saw the original succubus standing at the edge of the dance floor, not dancing with anyone, but watching the dozen and a half groups. Her tight black skirt seemed to shimmer in the lights flashing around the dance floor, along with the black shirt she was wearing.

Without warning, all of the original's clothing disappeared and connected to her shoulder blades. The demon's wings opened wide and rose several feet above everyone's heads. This sight shocked all of the men on the dance floor, who suddenly stopped dancing and stared at the gorgeous nude form in front of them.

With opening of her wings, the original succubus apparently gave permission to the others to begin open feeding. The groups of women quickly tightened their circles around the men and started kissing them all over. Hands ripped through clothes as the men and women were stripped.

Eventually, everyone on the floor was naked and writhing en masse on the floor. The orgy had started. Jason watched as several women came from the tables nearby, where other men were now sitting slumped in their seats. The sound of moaning grew louder than the music.

As Jason watched the sex acts continue, his cock began to rise again. He couldn't believe how much sex he was able to endure, but at the moment he didn't care.

The waitress rose from seat and took Jason by the hand. She led him to the edge of the dance floor and waited there with him. The original succubus walked over to him and took his other hand. As soon as she had it, the waitress let him go and joined in the writhing bodies, letting the women and men pull her clothes off.

The succubus led Jason to the center of the floor and stood there. Women's hands kept reaching up and grabbing his legs, trying to pull him down to the debauchery that was taking place. The original succubus wouldn't allow it, just yet.

"I wanted to show you what our other creation from your home is able to do," she said. Jason had been looking directly at the demon, but never saw her mouth move as she spoke. "She is lying at your feet and you should see first had how good she can be."


Jason, stunned at the voice that was in his head, looked in the direction he was told. Down at his feet was the black woman; her cornrows were splayed across the floor behind her head as she lay on her back, looking up at him.

The original succubus was already undoing his pants, as the black woman's hands pulled at his socks and shoes. Jason expected the air to be cool to his nude legs as his pants were pulled off of him, but the temperature was rising with the writhing bodies.

While the original succubus pulled his shirt off of him, Jason looked around and noticed that there weren't any men on the floor. Only women seemed to be writhing together in many different acts sexual frenzy.

When he was completely nude, Jason was pushed to his knees by the original succubus, where the black woman reached up for him. He noticed the small circles on her arms, chest, inside her thighs and all along her body. As he lowered between her legs, she brought them up and wrapped them around his thighs.

Jason felt the circles connect and attach to his legs. He instinctively reached for her legs and tried to pull them off, but the legs were locked tight, even though they weren't tensed up. Jason now knew what those circles were.

The black woman then reached up with her hand, palm toward Jason, and showed him the suction cups there before she put it on his shoulder and pulled him into her embrace. Her scent, mixed with the smell of sex all around him, kept Jason's cock erect, and he slid into her heat without any trouble.

When Jason felt the rest of his body come into contact with the succubus underneath him, he felt other suction cups attach to his body. Her arms wrapped tightly around his chest, pinning his arms to his sides. His mouth came into contact with the creature's mouth and opened on instinct.

As her tongue slid into his mouth and his into hers, she sucked on it greedily. Her hair moved on its own, reaching up and wrapping around his head and pulling him deeper into the kiss.

She ground her hips against his shaft, burying it deeper into her pussy. It sucked his cock harder as he tried to fight his urges to pull free from this creature, but lust was beginning to take over again.

The succubus quickly rolled Jason onto his back and she released his arms. Her spine curved in an impossible manner as she started planting kisses down his chin, neck and the rest of his body. Her mouth never left his body until it was just at his bellybutton. She then rose high onto his cock, pushing him deeper into her heat.

Jason was just starting to lose control when his free hands were pulled away from his body. Several women had slid across the floor and up to his head. Their bodies were now lying on top of his arms and his wrists were covered by pubic hair. He let his fingers find their way into their sucking pussy's lips, playing with the labia and clits as best as he could.

The women's mouths sucked and kissed at his ears, jaw line and neck. Another body straddled Jason's legs and sat behind the black succubus. He watched as the new woman on him reached around and started to massage the suction cup nipples and kiss the creature's neck when she leaned into the beast behind her.

Another woman straddled Jason's face, keeping her sucking pussy lips above Jason's waiting mouth. She was looking toward the creature that was riding his cock and learned toward her to suck on the waiting nipples.

Jason reached his tongue toward the pussy above his mouth, but he couldn't reach it. He was rewarded, though with what felt like a tongue touching the tip of his. Jason tilted his head to see what it was and saw something like a tongue sticking out of the pussy just above him.

The woman straddling his head now lowered her lips onto his mouth and Jason found himself French kissing with the pussy. The tongue inside probed deep into his mouth, licking everything it could reach. The weight and heat of the women's bodies on his was driving him over the edge, as Jason neared orgasm.

He suddenly felt something like a tail press between his bound legs and slide easily up the back of them between the crevice created by his legs being together. The tail, or whatever it was, gently prodded between Jason's ass cheeks before finally reaching his hole. Jason jumped at the thought of being raped by this thing, and didn't want it to happen.

He tried to scream his wish for it to not go in, but his mouth was completely covered by the tongued-pussy. A familiar voice in his head began to talk seductively to him, though, and calmed Jason down.

"You wanted to encounter all possible pleasures, Master," the original succubus' voice said. "Now you will feel how wonderful it is to have you prostate caressed from the inside as your orgasm reaches its maximum height. Relax, Master, I promise it will be a delicious experience."

Jason gave into the voice's request and finally relaxed, letting his mind stop protesting as his lust ravaged his mind. The tail pushed a little harder onto his asshole as Jason pushed deeper into the black succubus' sucking pussy. He pulled out of it with much force and helped to push the tail past his pinching hole.

The woman behind the succubus let out a moan as the penetration started, and she began to rock along Jason's thighs. This led him to believe the tail belonged to her. As the pushed back into the black succubus' pussy, the tail went with him. When he pulled back out, the tail remained still, letting Jason drive it deeper into his body.

A moan escaped his throat with the pain of the invasion, but the moan vibrated the pussy that his tongue was buried into, causing that woman's body to shiver as she came. She started to grind harder on his mouth and her legs tightened on his head.

All of the women riding his body moaned as each of them came at the same time. This reaction, however, caused all of them to redouble their efforts to cum again.

Jason felt his fingers being sucked deeper into the pussies wrapped around them. The woman on his face began to grind her clit on his chin as she let her pussy continue to kiss his mouth. The tongue coming out of it was now dripping with her pussy's juices into Jason's mouth, giving him more need to orgasm; but since he didn't want this pleasure to end, Jason fought against it.

The Black succubus redoubled her efforts to fuck Jason's cock deeper into her body, the suction cups on her fingers now holding his hips and constantly pulling him up to her. The other woman's tail was now working its way in and out of his ass, constantly wriggling inside him, teasing his prostate closer to release.

Before Jason could stop himself, he slammed his eyes shut, opened his mouth wide in an attempt to scream out the pleasure of his body being used by so many women, and exploded inside the succubus' sucking cunt. Another orgasm rocked the multitude of women raping his body and their screams of pleasure sent another rush through Jason's body.

For the first time in his life, Jason felt a second orgasm building while he was still cumming. No sooner had it finished did he feel his balls release his seed again into the orgy.

The world was beginning to black out, but Jason did everything he could do to fight it. He didn't want this pleasure to end, nor did he want to miss a single second of it. The noise around him grew fainter and fainter as a third orgasm began to build up. He fought with every last ounce in his body to stay focused on remaining awake.

The third orgasm exploded in a world of lights and Jason knew no more.

To Be Continued...

Copyright 2003. All rights reserved. 



Lustful Summoning Ch. 08



Jason's world was consisting of either black outs from the pleasurable pain of orgasms, or the waking moments before the orgasm hit his central nervous system.

Several times, when he came to, Jason felt his body covered with women's cum from head to toe. His mouth was covered with either a pussy or another woman's mouth. Tongues were licking his skin wherever a pussy wasn't licking it.

He felt women's bodies pressing all around him. He could even hear and feel the breathing of the women that he was laying on top of.

Finally, on one occasion he was conscious, he opened his eyes. It took all of his strength to open them with all the female cum that had coated his face and dried up, sealing his eyes. He looked into the face of the original succubus, and saw the most beautiful smile spread across exquisite features.

"Master, good," she said. "You survived. It is unbelievable that you should have survived that assault, but I was unable to control so many at one time. I will do better next time."

Jason tried to move, but found his body was too sore. He moaned with the action, and the succubus frowned.

"Don't move. You have been deeply drained by your encounter. You will need your human medical assistance. They are on the way now."

Jason heard the sirens in the background and lay still. His vision was beginning to become blurry. Then there was nothing to see anymore.

"Mr. Morris."

A soft, feminine voice was entering the black void from a great distance. Jason couldn't see where it was coming from.

"Mr. Morris," said the voice. "You need to wake up, sir."

Jason started to focus on the voice and get to where it was. He knew it was his way to freedom from the void.

"Come on, Mr. Morris. Come back to us. Open your eyes."

There was a smart idea, Jason thought to himself. He tried to open his eyes, expecting them to be stuck closed again, like they were before.

"That's it, Mr. Morris," continued the voice. "Welcome back to the land of the living."

Jason's eyes slowly opened. The room was dark, and he quickly recognized it as a hospital room.

"Mr. Morris, do you know where you are?" asked the voice.

"H...hos...hospital," he croaked. His throat was very dry, and his body ached all over.

"That's right, sir. You are in the hospital. Do you know what happened? What caused you to be here?"

"Don't remember," he replied. "Thirsty."

He heard some scuffling and saw a figure moving around in the dark room. The shadowy form moved closer to his bed and brought a cup with a bendable straw close to his mouth.

"Just sip," the woman's voice said. "You need to drink slowly, and let your stomach get used to having something in it again."

Jason took a pull on the straw and felt the water touch his tongue. It was room temperature, but it was perfect for him right now. He wanted to drain the whole cup in one drag from the straw, but he did as the voice told him.

After a couple of sips, Jason forced himself to stop drinking and used his tongue to push the straw out of his mouth.

"Who are you?" he asked the shadow, as it pulled the cup away from him.

"My name is Nurse Chelsea, Jeanne Chelsea," said the voice. "I've been helping to take care of you this past week."

"Week?" Jason asked.

"Yes," Nurse Chelsea said. "You've been sleeping for a week now. The police will want to talk with you when you are feeling up to it. They are curious about the incident at the club you were found at. Do you remember anything about it?"

"Yes," Jason said. Memories of the women writhing around him, caressing his body and the sexual encounter rushed through his mind; and he tried to keep his erection from rising. It was no use, however, and the stiffness continued to grow in his groin.

"Oh my," Nurse Chelsea said. Her voice sounded concerned.

Jason looked down his prone body and saw what she was seeing. The sheet and heavy blanket covering his body was showing a bulge in his crotch.

"I'm surprised that is happening after the rumors of what you went through at the club," Nurse Chelsea said. "I would have thought it was impossible for you to get an erection after all the sex you had."

"I'm surprised I'm still alive," Jason said. His eyes were starting to adjust better to the dark areas of the room and he could see the nurse sitting close to the foot of his bed.

"So was the EMT's that brought you in," she said. "They are friends of mine and they said they had to move at least 20 women's bodies off you. Forgive me, but they even said that one of the women still had your penis inside her...um, pussy; and another woman had your balls in her mouth."

Jason's dick twitched at the thought of the sexual contact, causing the nurse to exclaim "Oh!"

"I'm sorry about this," he said, reaching for the button to raise the head of his bed. After rising it up some, he looked at his bulging blanket and then back at the nurse. "I can't seem to control it anymore."

"I see what my friends were talking about," said Nurse Chelsea. "They said you were larger than average, but I didn't expect you to be this big."

Jason saw that she was still staring at his crotch. Her arm closest to the bed was now resting on the edge, her hand close to his leg.

"Are you okay, Nurse Chelsea?" Jason asked.

"I'm fine," she said, in a voice huskier than what she was using earlier. "Call me Jeanne."

Jason then started to hear someone whispering in the room. The quiet voice was coming from one of the really dark corners. He couldn't tell what it was saying, but the sound of it seemed to be having an affect on Jeanne.

Her hand now touched his leg and was caressing it gently. The fingers were moving closer to his groin with each stroke.

"It looks like you aren't so fine, though," Jeanne said. "I'd guess you could use some tender..."

She stood up and stepped forward...

"...loving..." He hands now moved the blanket and sheet down to his knees...

"...care!"

She leaned toward him, pressing her lips to his.

Jason tried to resist, but the whispering voice in the background started to make sense. He recognized the succubus' voice, and it was talking to Jeanne's body and his.

Jason opened his mouth and accepted her tongue, massaging it with his as he slid past it into her mouth. Jeanne's body made it's way into his mouth, playing with his along the way. Her hands were moving up Jason's thighs until her fingers reached the hair on his balls.

Her hands left his legs and started caressing his balls and stroking his dick, eliciting a moan of pleasure from Jason. He felt extra pressure on the mattress and knew she was climbing onto the bed with him.

Jason opened his eyes a little and saw the succubus directly behind Jeanne, her hands were moving along the back of the young woman's top. The succubus' voice intensified it's magic and Jason closed his eyes with the pleasure it was causing in his body.

Jeanne now moved her leg over Jason's legs and broke her kiss with him. Her hands continued to hold his erection straight up. She positioned the opening of her skirt over his rigid cock and began to lower herself.

Jason opened his eyes when their lips broke apart and watched as his dick disappeared inside her skirt. At first he felt resistance underneath the skirt, then one of Jeanne's hands left his dick, moving her wet panties to the side. She then lowered moved the head of Jason's little head between her heavenly lips.

Jason closed his eyes as he felt the pressure of her pussy begin to wrap around the head, but he opened them again when Jeanne slammed down on him, engulfing his dick in one swift move.

Jeanne nearly screamed her head off with the pleasure and pain of the invasion, but the succubus' hand moved over her mouth, catching the yell that would have brought others into the room.

"Now that you have him, let's make you better at what you're doing," the succubus whispered. The demoness then climbed onto the bed herself, straddling Jason's thighs while sitting behind Jeanne.

Her hand covering the human female's mouth moved the girls head around and gave the succubus a chance to French kiss her. Jason felt the succubus' tail slide along the crease between his legs but it leaves his legs just between the succubus' and Jeanne's body.

The reaction and sudden rise of her body, Jason believed the tail must have invaded the nurse's ass. He could feel extra pressure on his dick from inside the woman's pussy that had it encased, and he was enjoying the feeling of the tail sliding up and down his dick with just the woman's inner wall between them.

Jason heard the woman moaning, even though her body wasn't moving either up or down on his dick, and he could feel her pussy pulling on him, massaging it without the rest of her body moving.

He opened his eyes to see the succubus break her kiss with Jeanne and the both of them leaning down toward him. The movements caused his dick to start to slide a little way out of the satin walls caressing him. He watched as the women came closer to him, both of their faces showed signs of ecstasy.

Their looks made him want to do anything to please both of these women, as long as he could continue being their sex slave. He moaned, trying to convey his feelings, and the nurse's mouth covered his again.

Jeanne's arms slid under his shoulders, pulling him into her kiss, while the succubus' hands caressed his sides on their way down to his hips.

Her kiss was full of desperation and need. She sucked his tongue into her mouth while her tongue invaded his. Jason was overwhelmed with pleasure when he felt the succubus' tail wrap a coil around his balls. The tail's smooth heated flesh slid effortlessly back and forth around his balls at it continued to push in and out of Jeanne.

He could no longer contain his desire, and Jason began to push upward and deeper into Jeanne, with opposite time as the succubus tail slid up and down the inner wall. The succubus' hands gripped his hips, helping him push deeper into the nurse's succulent pussy. The extra massage from the tail pushed Jason closer to the edge of orgasm, but he held back as long as he could, not wanting the sex to end.

Before Jason could stop it, his cum forced its way up his dick and into Jeanne's waiting body. He felt his body being drained of its fluids along with his energy, as he enjoyed the much-anticipated release.

Jason's body went limp under the two women and he heard Jeanne speak as she pulled her mouth off of his.

"I want more," she said to the succubus.

"No," the demoness replied. "Not from him. He is our way to survival in this world. He must live."

Jason slowly slipped into a dreamless sleep as he felt his dick being released from the new demoness' pussy.

He knew he was safe as long as the original succubus was around, and as long as she could control the other succubi she created.

To Be Continued...

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Copyright 2004 by Jason Morris, mjm202036@hotmail.com. All rights reserved.



Lustful Summoning Ch. 09



The breeze felt good blowing across his face. Jason slowly climbed out of the dark hole of unconsciousness. A strong wind was blowing across his face and over his head. When he knew that he was thinking more clearly and his eyes were still closed, he figured it must be nighttime.

No light was blinding him through his eyelids, which was a good thing. Jason didn't believe his pupils would be able to handle any bright lights right now. He slowly lifted his eyelids, the wind quickly drying his eyes.

Jason blinked a few times to moisten them and allowed his eyes to focus as best as they could in the dark.

The first thing he saw was a broken white line flashing through a windshield. Looking around the interior of the car, Jason couldn't recognize the type of vehicle. It wasn't until he stared at the leaping cat-like hood ornament ahead of him that he knew it was a Jaguar.

Jason looked over at the driver side of the Jag, still feeling disoriented from the long sleep. Jeanne Chealsea was behind the steering wheel, driving as confidently as she was gorgeous.

"Where am I," Jason asked?

"You're in a Jag," the young succubus said. An infectious smile spread across her lips, showing the whitest teeth. Jason smiled back at her, not meaning too with the reply she gave him.

"I mean, why am I here and not still in the hospital bed," Jason asked, still smiling at her.

"Because we need you, Master," a sexy sultry voice said from behind him.

Jason looked over his shoulder for the first time and let his eyes adjust to the darkness in the back seat. He was able to make out the original succubus sitting in the middle seat. Her wings were wrapped around her like a cape. Sitting on each side were two familiar faces.

The two men Jason saw the succubus bring back to life were sitting on each side of her. He could barely see their faces, but they looked like they could be killers. Even with that thought, Jason felt safe, as long as the demon sat next to the both of them. The next words he heard really took all of his fear away.

"Welcome back, Master," both men said in unison. Their faces did not share the smiles from either one of the two succubi sitting in the car.

"Who are these two men, and where are we going, and what is going on, all around?" Jason shot off the questions in a rapid succession.

"They are here for protection," the original succubus started. "We are going to Nevada and the following is a plan I have come up with after seeing my offspring go wild over one man in their midst."

Jason turned around, feeling very tired again from moving around so much.

This is getting out of hand, he thought to himself.

"Why Nevada," Jason asked without turning around.

"I've studied your countries laws over the past few days, Master, and I've found that..."

"Past few days," Jason interrupted. "How long have I been out of it this time?"

"You've been resting for two days since Jeanne joined our ranks," the succubus replied. "You will no longer be touched until you are ready to play again. You must build your strength before even I will allow that to happen again."

A million questions and more flew threw Jason's mind, but his head hurt too much to start an interrogation of his demon. He reclined his head against the back of the passenger seat and noticed how comfortable the smooth leather felt under him.

"Where did this car come from," he asked before he could stop his mouth from working.

"No more questions, Master," she replied. "Just rest and relax. You will need your strength when we arrive. There is much work to be done before my work can begin."

Jason closed his eyes and let sleep take him again. This time, he was able to dream.

Jason stood in a small room. It looked very much like a nice hotel room. The bed was made with the linen tucked tight around the many pillows and mattress. A thick blanket covered the bed to about two-thirds of the way from the foot toward the head.

Jason, standing at the foot of the bed, turns his head to get a good look at his surroundings. Looking over his bare shoulder, he noticed that there was a couch behind him, facing the bed. Behind the couch, covering most of the wall was a mirror. Looking at his reflection, he noticed he was stark naked.

Turning back to the room, Jason saw the usual round table over in the right corner with two empty straight-backed chairs. On the other side of the bed, he saw a wicker chair or something like it, painted silvery white. The back of the chair seemed to be right up against the wall the head of the bed was closest to.

Between himself and the wicker chair he was looking at, Jason saw a large hole. It was at the bottom of the wall on the left side of the room. Jason figured he would investigate it when he noticed another opening closer to him on the same wall.

It was a doorway and the only one leading out of the room. Walking to that opening, and away from the mirror, Jason could see that it was a bathroom. There was steam coming from the large tub, which was filled with water.

Feeling very stressed, Jason decided he could use a long relaxing soak in the tub. He reached the tub and put his fingers in the water. The temperature was hot to the touch but it was too tempting not to climb in. Jason stepped over the high edge and slowly put his foot in the water, giving it time to grow used to the temperature change.

After a few seconds, the water felt perfect on his skin. As soon as his legs were in and he started to lower himself, his muscles instantly relaxed. When his groin reached the water, there seemed to be an opposite effect.

The lower he sank into the water, the harder his dick became. Finally, his ass reached the bottom of the tub and he leaned against the back of it. In some strange way, the water had not flowed over the top as he was climbing in. It seemed he didn't displace any of the water.

Jason was now sitting in the tub, slipping deeper into the water, until he was nearly lying in the soothing water. The smooth surface of the fluid sat just under his chin and his arms were completely under. His hands wandered though it to his growing erection and started massaging.

Jason closed his eyes and relaxed as he continued to masturbate. His fingers worked the long meat and he moaned with the pleasure. He felt as if he was near eruption and decided he would stop before he ended up in the same water as his own semen.

Jason chuckled at the thought about how semen and seamen (like sailors) sounded the same. He took a few more strokes on his dick, bringing him just to the brink of shooting his load.

He pulled his hands away, not wanting to stop, but able to control his desires. Jason let his arms float to the surface. To his shock, surprise and pleasure, a strong grip took hold of his dick.

He opened his eyes and looked at his groin. A light green webbed hand had its grip on his cock, pulling on it with gentle movement. Another hand, similar to one working his cock, touched the inside of his thigh, pulling on it. Jason became afraid, but his mind was torn between staying and running. The hand on his dick was a master at what it is doing to him.

The hand that he thought was trying to pull him down was actually pulling its owner up. He could barely make out the feminine face that was rising between his legs. As her mouth passed his crotch, it leaned forward and her tongue reached out and licked him from his balls to the tip of his dick.

Jason was no longer afraid; his lust was growing with each stroke. The woman leaned her head back and looked up at Jason as she rose closer to the surface. Her face broke the water first and her skin looked very gray. As she rose further past the surface, her hand on his thigh slid up his stomach and chest. The lovely creatures face leaned toward Jason's chest and started kissing it.

He laid his head back again, closing his eyes with the pleasure of the succulent kisses on his skin. She continued to rise out of the water, her black wet hair plastered to her head and down her back. When her lips reached his chest, she angled her head some, making sure that her lips came into contact with his nipple.

Jason arched his back, his eruption from the stroking hand coming closer and faster now. The hand gripped him tightly, stopping its movements. A low moan escaped the trapped mans lips. The sweet lips moved further up his chest, as did the hand. It slid behind his neck as her mouth reached the side of it. Her kisses made their way along the jugular vein before it reached his jaw.

Her mouth continued down his jaw to his chin where she gave it a little nip. Her fingers took another tight grip on his cock then, causing a little bit of pain. He groaned with the slight pain on both his chin and dick, opening his mouth to do so. Her mouth covered his, her tongue sliding into his mouth.

Jason's moan is cut short with the kiss, and the continuation of her hands movements. He let his body feel everything around him and noticed that her breasts were pressing to his chest. His hands reached toward them, and began massaging her breasts, squeezing her nipples between his thumb and fingers.

The creature moaned with his advances and pressed her chest into his hands. They slid around the sides to her back, where they slid to her upper back, pressing her erect nipples into his hairy chest. He could feel them grow harder with his chest hair tickling them.

Her mouth continued its kisses his open maw. Jason slid his hands further down her back, along her spine, feeling the smooth skin covering the ridges of her spine. He felt his hands run across a smooth feature in the middle of her back. She moaned into his mouth as his fingers ran across this feature.

The end of it came to a point and he sensed it rose up from her back after his fingers slid off of it. He brought his hand slowly back up the spine and it came into contact with something he remembered from when he was a young man. He recognized the feeling of touching the top fin of a fish. 

Jason opened his eyes, and tried to break the kiss to look at her back, but the hand on the back of his neck kept him pressed to her lips. The hand on his cock continued to stroke him, keeping his mind on the creature's seduction.

He closed his eyes again with the sensations he was feeling and began to rock his hips into her delicious ministrations. His hands began their slide toward her ass. He wanted to grab her buttocks and raise her up onto his waiting shaft. He needed to be buried inside this creature. He desired it more than anything now.

His hands reached her hips and he felt another strange imperfection with her skin, if you could call it skin at this point. He felt the flesh at her hips instantly change to scales.

The ministrations on his cock became a more feverish pace as his hips continued to pump into feelings they were giving him. Just as he neared his orgasm, the creature pressing into his body broke her kiss and finally spoke.

"I need you to fertilize my eggs," she moaned, her eyes trapping his with her stare. "Your cum will give them life, and your flesh will continue that life for them."

With her last words, the creature's mouth covered his again and her body went into the water. Her tongue dove into his mouth, curving around, like a funnel. Jason felt water flowing out of the funneled tongue and into his throat. He was unable to breath, with his nose now going underwater.

Jason slipped into unconsciousness with the loss of oxygen. As his mind slipped away, he let out a sigh of great pleasure, his orgasm exploding into the water. He was dying with a great explosive orgasm, and he didn't want the pleasure to stop.

Jason tried to hold his breath, but the water rushing in didn't give him a chance. He finally lost consciousness, knowing he was dying and he would be fish food, but what a wonderful way to go out. That was his last thought before he left this world and ... 

Jason opened his eyes and saw he was standing in the same room again. Looking around, it was exactly as it was before. He stepped toward the doorway and peered in, looking at the tub full of water. Peering over the lip of the tub was the water creature. Her eyes twinkled with knowledge of how much he liked to be handled.

Jason caught himself taking a step toward her lustful gaze. He may desire her grasp, but he didn't want to die again. He tried to think of what he should do, but he wasn't sure. All he knew, actually felt, was that the bed was certain death, and there would be no coming back from that end.

To be continued...

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Dear Readers,

I am in need of your help. Each area is a trap, but I want to know which one you want him to land in next. But remember, the bed is off limits. That will come last. Your choices are the wicker chair, hole in the wall, table with two chairs, or the couch with the mirror behind it. You're decision. I will decide which direction has the most suggestions 90 days after this story is posted.



Lustful Summoning Ch. 10



Jason opened his eyes and saw he was standing in the same room again. Looking around, it was exactly as it was before. He stepped toward the doorway and peered in, looking at the tub full of water. Peeking over the lip of the tub was the water creature. Her eyes twinkled with knowledge of how much he liked to be handled.

Jason caught himself taking a step toward her lustful gaze. He may desire her grasp, but he didn't want to die again. He tried to think of what he should do, but he wasn't sure. All he knew, actually felt, was that the bed was certain death and there would be no coming back from that end.

He turned around and surveyed the room again. There was still the hole in the wall, which may be a way out of the room. Just beyond the hole was the white wicker chair. On the other side of the bed was the table with two chairs; and to the right was the couch with the large mirror on the wall behind it.

Jason knew this had to be a dream, since he had not really died in the tub. Since this was a dream, he thought maybe it was like Alice Through the Looking Glass. So he walked over to the couch until his legs touched the front of it. He reached out his right arm and touched the mirror tentatively, to see if he could move through it and into the reflection.

When his fingers touched his own fingers reflections, he found the surface hard but warm to the touch. He spread his fingers and let his palm press against the mirror. He reached up with his other hand as well, letting his left hand press against the mirror. Jason spread his fingers wide apart and looked into the reflected room. He could just make out the woman in the tub and her lustful stare toward him.

Jason suddenly felt something between each of his fingers and focused his sight on them. It appeared the surface of the mirror was forming fingers between his and bending them around his knuckles to hold his hands in place. Jason tried to pull his hands away; but they were already holding him tight.

He looked at his own reflection and asked allowed...

"Well, how are you going to get out of this mess?"

"Why would you want to get out of it?" a sultry feminine voice asked from behind him.

Jason looked over his shoulder as best as he could and saw a woman standing close to him. Her hair was the fiery red color you could see during the setting sun. Her green eyes were close together and stared with a hungry desire. The woman's cheeks started just under the outer edges of her eyes and gave a sharp plane to her face. Her lips were red and pursed together as if she were waiting for someone to kiss her; but they were slightly parted, in hopes that the kiss would be a passionate one.

Her skin was extremely pale and her features made it appear as if her face with its sharp planes and angles may have been carved out of marble and then smoothed to near perfection. The skin never changed its color as Jason followed her features down the slim neck and to her bare shoulders.

This beautiful woman's arms crossed under her breast, which were pushed up by a black-as-night leather bodice. A high polished shine gleamed from the leather that her arms weren't covering up. As she pulled her arms apart a little, her hands slid along the leather, then glided up her slim tight stomach, coming to her bare breasts. Her fingers manipulated the nipples and caused them to point to the man trapped before her, moans escaping her partially open mouth.

At the sight and sound of her teasing, Jason began to stir with arousal. Forcing his eyes away from her hands and breasts, he followed her body further down. After the last incident, he wanted to make sure that there was at least a possibility of actual sex with this woman who seemed to have a need for it.

The bodice stopped just above her navel and after a small bit of pale luscious flesh that showed was a thin leather strap wrapped above her hipbones. Garter belt clips stretched below it. Following the clips, Jason saw they were holding up stockings that reached from the very spot where her legs reached their apex all the way to her toes. He could barely see her toes thru the sheer black material, but his eyes didn't care as he thought about those stiletto heels locking behind him as he was driving deep into this woman's body.

"You know that if you give yourself to me, I just may kill you, don't you?" she asked him between her moans. Her left hand now slid to the small patch of hair between her legs and slipped underneath it. Jason could tell she had buried her middle fingers inside herself and wondered how tight it may be inside there.

"Mmm...I need your body," she moaned. "Will you give yourself to me? Will you let me dine on you?"

Her tongue slid out from between her teeth and Jason noticed she had a pair of sharp fangs. The woman licked her lips, causing them to shine with moisture that he wanted to feel pressed against his mouth; even though he feared the puncture she could or would give him. Jason's dick was now at full erection and he was almost ready to give himself to her, if only he could release his fingers from this mirror's grasp.

Looking back at his trapped hands, he saw that the surface of the mirror was moving. The surface was taking shape as a head as it pulled itself from the mirror surface between his trapped hands. The shape of the face was a perfect replica of the woman behind him. What could have passed as skin reflected everything in the room like the mirror did, as if it was forming a protection around this creature.

As more of it removed itself from the mirror, Jason was pushed a little backward. He felt his back press against the front of the woman behind him, her cool pointed nipples stabbing him in the back.

The woman behind him caressed her hands around his hips; sliding her left hand down to his crotch and her right hand up to his chest. Her fingers found his engorged dick and wrapped they're cool embrace around him, causing Jason to shiver against the sudden feeling of cold down there. Her right hand pulled him further back into her, reaching his neck and chin and turning his head toward his right.

"I feel you are willing to give yourself to me and my familiar," she whispered, almost moaned, into his ear. "You will enjoy our assault on your body, and pay willingly for it?"

The vampires tongue reached out and touched Jason's cheek, just at the edge of his mouth. Instinctively, he opened it a little and let his tongue reach out and touch hers. Her hand stroked him a little as he leaned back into her embrace. Then the pleasure stopped as her hand left his tool.

"Please, don't stop," he moaned toward her.

"I'm just letting my familiar have a chance at you, lover," she breathed, her mouth just a hair away from his ear. The vampiress hands glided across his flesh until they were both on his hips. "Let his hands go, he is giving himself willingly to us."

The reflection familiar let his fingers go, and before Jason could react, the vampiress had pulled his arms behind him and held them there. She pressed herself against his back again, pinning his arms between him and her. Jason could feel his hands touching the hair above her pussy and let his fingers slide down the curve and slip across the nub poking thru her lower lips.

"Oh, you are very willing, aren't you?" she asked as she rose up a little and gave him easier access to her moist pussy. "I think we may play with you for awhile, lover."

The familiar pressed her hands on Jason's chest and he could feel she was much warmer than the woman behind him. The hands slide up his chest and over his chest as the womanly figure moved closer to him. The arms slid around his neck and pulled his mouth to hers for a passionate kiss. Jason's mouth was quickly violated by the familiar's tongue and he responded in kind, slipping his tongue into her mouth as well.

He felt the sharp fangs in her mouth graze his tongue as he tasted her mouth. There was a metallic sweetness to her that he couldn't recognize. Her breasts were pressed between their bodies as she ground her smooth flesh against his manhood. Her skin felt like it was some kind of oiled latex, letting him slide against her.

Jason felt himself being pushed and pulled forward at the same time as the moved closer to the couch, but he couldn't see anything now because of his own eye's reflecting back at him from the familiar's flesh.

She rose above him as she stepped up on the couch and then her right leg reached around his side pulling him closer to her. Jason's shins touched the front of the couch when he reached it, and the familiar started to lower herself down his body. He could feel her leg sliding down his side, but he couldn't feel her leg on his back because of the vampiress behind him.

Jason's fingers worked deep into her pussy, sliding around the inner walls, feeling the smooth muscles in it tightening and loosening around the invading protrusions. Jason felt the vampiress grinding on his hand, the ball of his palm pressing hard against her clitoris. Her breathing was becoming more ragged against the back of his head and her moans were getting louder by the second.

A sudden heat engulfed Jason's dick as the familiar's pussy was impaled on him. The familiar's other leg now wrapped around him and the vampiress, pulling all of them into a tighter embrace. Her mouth found his again and began sucking his tongue back into her mouth.

Jason was near orgasm when the familiar had first started kissing him, but as soon as he was buried deep inside her, he was barely able to control the explosion that was imminent. After a couple of seconds of sitting on his cock, she began to use her own control and started to rise and lower on his erect member. The familiar's mouth left his and pressed against his neck as her pussy was now doing the sucking.

His body tried to respond to her movements, but he didn't have that much room to move with these two women pressed against him. Jason tired to give one push into her downward movement, and lost his balance, falling forward.

The familiar shifted her body weight during the fall and all three of them landed on the couch. Jason was now lying atop the familiar, her legs still holding him trapped between them, her arms holding his head pressed against her neck. The vampiress had followed the two of them onto the couch, and was lying atop Jason, her hips now riding his fingers with wanton abandon.

He now felt he had the leverage he wanted and began pushing into the familiar below him; her mouth now kissing and nibbling on his neck. The fear that she was going to bite him drove his rational thoughts away and he was trilled and excited by the danger. He started to drive harder into her and she started to press against his pushes to take him deeper.

Jason was lost in his lust that he didn't notice how close he was to orgasm until he lost control of it. He drove deep into her body and was cumming before he knew what had happened. He pressed himself as hard as he could to stay deep inside the woman's body, but her hips continued to move under him, driving his orgasm to new heights. When he figured he was thru giving his load inside her, he waited for the piercing pain of her bite, but it never came.

Her body continued to undulate underneath him. His manhood still trapped inside her remained hard and didn't seem to be in any pain from the smoothness from her ministrations.

"Let's try a new position, shall we?" asked the vampiress behind him.

Jason could feel the pool of the vampiress juices in the palms of his hands and was surprised by the warmth of it. She rose off of his hands and pulled him by his arms off of the familiar. He was pushed against the couch and wound up sitting on it like a normal person.

The vampiress quickly straddled his legs and sat on them. Her eyes drilled into his eyes as Jason felt the cushions beside him moving. He knew the familiar was getting up, but he couldn't move his head to see. His eyes were trapped by this beautiful creatures stare and he didn't want to look away.

"Now it's my turn to have your seed, lover," she said, her voice still filled with lust. "And if you please me, I may let you become one with me."

The vampiress walked on her knees closer to Jason's body, her hands pushing his head to lie on the back of the couch. Her body was not pressed against his, and he leaned forward, letter her lips finally kiss his. He willingly opened his mouth and let her tongue in. He could taste blood in her mouth and knew now that she was truly a vampiress and he was at her mercy; but as she kissed him, she sank slowly onto his dick and he didn't care what the outcome would be.

The vampiress' pussy was tighter than the familiar's was and the muscles seemed to be more defined, as well. As she sank down, taking his full length into her body, Jason could feel little contractions throughout the pussy on his member. It was like the muscles were the same muscles in a throat and it was swallowing him.

She pulled his head up, keeping their kiss going. Her tongue was probing his mouth constantly and his tongue was doing the same to her mouth. When the vampiress had him completely engulfed, she sat there, letting her muscles massage him.

Jason jumped when he felt something hot and wet touch his balls, and slide across it. When he jumped, his tongue ran across one of the pointed fangs in the vampiress mouth and cut it. He could taste the blood for just a second before she started sucking on his mouth with a vengeance.

The heated moisture at his scrotum continued to move across his balls and tease them, and the vampiress started to move up and down his cock. She finally pulled away from his mouth, letting his tongue slide back into his own mouth.

"I wasn't expecting you to give me a taste so soon," she moaned while slowly descending on his dick again. "I guess my familiar's tongue on your balls was a complete shock for you; but a pleasant one, from the way you're getting harder inside me. Oh, such sweet delights you will suffer this evening, lover."

Jason could now feel his balls being engulfed by the mouth of the familiar as the vampiress slid up his shaft; but when she sank back down, the familiar would release his balls and her tongue would reach up the underside of his dick and slide down it just in front of the pussy's engulfing folds.

Jason was nearing his second orgasm and pushed his hips up to the vampiress. Her body slammed down on his cock and she sat there, letting her muscles suck the orgasm out of him. Her hands pulled his head to her chest, offering him her breast. The suction of her pussy brought him to orgasm and pulled it from him again, just as the familiar had done earlier.

Jason sucked on a nipple the whole time he was giving his seed to the vampiress, wondering why he wasn't dead yet, but not caring because of the pleasure he was getting from their sex. When he felt he had no more cum inside him, Jason stopped sucking the nipple and looked into the eyes of the vampiress again.

"I guess this is when you kill me?" he asked her.

"Oh no, lover, this is when I fuck you again."

Her body began to grind against him again, but there was a little pit of pain because he was growing sore from the exertion. He didn't think he would still be so hard after two orgasms, but her vaginal muscles had kept him in a tight hold as he was cumming and didn't let him wither inside her. Now she was riding his hard dick with full abandon, and the pleasure was growing; but so was the pain, too.

Jason laid his head back on the couch again and he closed his eyes, letting the vampiress do all the work. He was growing tired but he knew he couldn't stop this wanton assault on his body. He opened his eyes when he suddenly felt he couldn't breathe. He saw his reflection as the familiar's legs were straddling his head and her pussy was pressed against his mouth and nose.

He tried to sit up, but all he could do was slide his hips forward just a little. The vampiress took advantage of his and quickly wrapped her stocking covered legs around Jason's hips, locking him in her embrace. Jason was now stretched out with his head on the back of the couch and his ass not far from the edge of the couch.

While struggling, he moved his arms to reach up and pry the legs off his face so he could breathe but the movement was quickly stopped as the vampiress wrapped her arms around his body, holding his arms to his sides. He felt her mouth start kissing his neck and her tongue caressing it gently, as well.

Jason tried opening his mouth and see if he could lift his nose just a little bit higher so he could take a breath through it. As he did so, he suddenly tasted the juices of the familiar slip into his mouth. Her taste here was sweeter and more delicious than he ever had before. He started lapping at her lower lips, probing for more of the sweet taste. In response, she lowered herself a little, letting him breathe through his nose again.

The taste of a pussy on his mouth and the sucking pussy on his cock were assaulting his mind more and more with lust and he started to ignore the pain he was feeling from the friction of the pussy on his dick. Jason felt he could go another round with these women after all and gave in to his passion.

The pussy covering his mouth was starting to pour its juices into his mouth, almost drowning him with. He wondered about the suddenly metallic taste it seemed to have and opened his eyes again and noticed the familiar was beginning to melt around him. Her reflective skin was encasing his head and covering every part it was touching and it was spreading.

The vampiress stopped her kissing and moaned with her mouth just at the edge of his throat.

"She's trying to take you completely inside her and keep you to herself. I can't let her have all of you, lover; so I'm going to take some of you, too."

With that, Jason felt the vampiress' fangs pierce his skin and her mouth clamp down around the punctures. His body jerked in orgasm at the sudden shock and pain of the situation and stroking of her pussy's muscles. He continued to taste the familiar's body and not just her juices, as she melted into his mouth, and now covered his nose completely. Jason couldn't tell which was going to kill him, suffocation or the draining of all of his blood. Either way, he could easily tell he was going to die; but the orgasm was going to let him die with a smile on his face.

Jason knew where he was as soon as he opened his eyes. He had died again in the hands of a demonic creature and once again was brought back to this hotel room in Hell. He wondered now if there was any way of escape.

To be continued...

I don't think it would be fair to ask my readers again for suggestions and have something come up and keep me from writing the next story in time as I had promised before. Events in my life have kept me from writing as often as I would like to and I don't know if or when it may happen again. So, I will not ask for another contest as to which trap will be sprung next. You will just have to wait and see.

Copyright 2006 by Jason Morris. All rights reserved. 



Lustful Summoning Ch. 11



Jason knew where he was as soon as he opened his eyes. He had died again in the hands of a demonic creature and once again was brought back to this hotel room in Hell. He wondered now if there was any way of escape.

He looked at the room for just a second before he felt the erotic touch of a hand sliding around his hip. Tempted by the memories of his last time in the hands of the vampiress that he knew must be touching him right now, Jason fought his lust and stepped away from the caressing hand.

He turned around to look at the vampiress as he continued to move away from the couch she was standing hear. Her body was like a siren's call to him and his groin was responding to her stare and promising look of pleasure. Just when he decided there was no use to try and escape. Jason's heel hit something on the floor, causing him to stumble backward.

He waved his arms in a windmill motion to try and keep his balance, as his feet kept taking steps backward to get a better purchase on the floor, to keep him from falling on his ass. Gravity finally won out and Jason turned his head, looking over his shoulder, to see where he was going to land.

His entire vision was filled with a white mesh and Jason thought he was going to land on the wicker chair he had seen earlier. To his surprise, the chair was only an illusion.

Jason had landed in some type of netting of very fine fibers. The angle's he had seen this netting had made it look like a large wicker chair. When he landed on the netting, he found that it didn't sit like a chair, but had a more slanted angle to it. He was now laying at about a forty-five degree angle with the floor.

Laying still for a moment, he let out a sigh of relief that he hadn't broken thru the netting or caused it to crash to the floor instead. He was also pleased that it wasn't a chair after all; because he was sure it would have buckled underneath his weight and broken in several pieces.

When he had got his breath, Jason remembered the vampiress that was at the couch earlier and tried to scramble up and see how close she was to where he had landed. That's when he became away of the danger he was in. The netting was stuck to the areas of him that were touching it, and when he put his hands on it to push up, they too became stuck in the material.

Raising his head as far as he could, he looked toward the couch and saw the vampiress staring at him.

"Just when I had you again, you had to go to another," she seemed to pout.

"What are you talking about?" he asked her. "If you help me out of this, I'll be yours again."

"Oh no, I know the rules, once trapped, you must get yourself out of it. That is, if you desire to escape."

Jason was trying to understand what she was saying and get out of the sticky situation he was in. Every move he made seemed to get him stuck even more in the material, some of it already wrapped around his fingers and hands. His feet were fully covered by the stuff, and his legs were nearly covered from the sides all the way to the back of it.

"I guess the more I struggle, the more I'm going to get stuck in this," Jason thought to himself. He decided to hold still and think about a way to get out of it.

A movement above his head on the material grabbed his attention just as he had that thought. Tilting his head up, he looked toward the top of the netting and recognized what it was immediately.

The webbing led to something like a hole in the corner of the ceiling and two walls. It was large enough for a person to squeeze thru. The webbing continued past and around the hole, onto the ceiling and into the edges where the walls and ceiling met. All of the webbing spiraled into the hole above him, where Jason noticed the strands he was lying on were being tugged and released by something inside the hole.

"Oh, no. Please. Anything but that," Jason begged to no one in particular. "That looks just like a funnel web. Please, tell me there isn't an actual spider in there."

Jason lifted his head to see if the vampiress was going to answer him, but found that tilting it up like he had earlier caused it to stick in the webbing; and he couldn't lower it back down again. He was now stuck looking into the gaping darkness that most likely contained his fate.

"She may not look like a spider, lover, but you will find out the truth soon enough," the vampiress voice said from the direction of the couch.

Jason began to struggle even more and harder in the webbing to get loose before some eight-legged creature came out of the hole and injected its digesting juices into this body. He had no intentions of feeling the acids shooting thru his body and dissolving his internal organs in excruciating pain.

Ignoring what he knew that his struggles must be doing, he continued to thrash around in the webbing, trapping himself even more with it. The tugging from the hole had now stopped and the lack of movement from that direction was making Jason even more nervous. His fear caused him to continue to struggle in his tightening bonds, ignoring his own screaming mind for him to stop thrashing around and tangling himself even more.

"What tasty little insect has entered my web," a feminine voice said from the hole.

At the sound of it, Jason froze. He quickly knew that this creature wasn't going to be as much of a shock as he thought it would be. He remembered the redheaded woman that had taken care of the bouncer at the club. He thought about the pleasure on the man's face, causing Jason's dick to try and rise.

As it struggled against the webbing during its growth, he felt some pain from the pulling the webbing was giving him. The pain helped Jason to remember the last time he saw the bouncer. He was nothing more than a lifeless husk stuck against a building, drained of all his internal organs.

Jason started wriggling again in an attempt to escape this trap. To his surprise, the pulling on his dick from the webbing wasn't as unpleasant as it felt earlier. It felt like his cock was being sheathed in a silk cocoon. It was arousing and his shaft was again trying to rise to the pleasure.

Jason closed his eyes, and stopped moving again, focusing his mind on his dick to try and keep it from growing harder.

"Welcome to my parlor, my tasty looking morsel," said the female voice above Jason. "It looks like you're just about ready for dinner."

Jason resisted the urge to open his eyes and look at the creature above him. He could feel its movements on the webbing. He tried to move his head again and when it wouldn't raise off the web, he tried to turn it side to side to loosen it. In return for his movements, Jason could feel the sticky substance sticking to both sides of his face.

"Oh, it's frightened," said the woman's voice above him again, much closer this time. "Don't fret, my supper. You won't suffer much."

A soft hand touched and started to caress Jason's cheek. He attempted to fight back against this creature with everything he had in him. He turned his head as far as he could toward the hand touching his face with his mouth open and his teeth showing. He had all intentions to bite off any appendages he caught between them.

"You are a feisty meal," the woman's voice said again, now directly over his face. "If you don't calm down, you're going to be too tough for me to eat, and I'll have to let you stay there until you grow too tired to fight back."

As she spoke, Jason felt her moving herself around the web so that there was pressure on it all along his left side. Her voice never moved from near his head, and he figured she was moving her body along the same lines as his was. When he felt its body touch his naked leg, he began thrashing in the web again to shake it off.

"Either that, or I can do this," she said, her voice directly next to his ear now.

Jason tensed with the thought that she had gotten that close to his head without him knowing. He also thought about all the bugs he had tossed as a child into spider webs to watch them eat. He knew what spider's did to their prey when it fought back and knew she was about to do the same to him.

Those thoughts shot thru his mind as quickly as she struck; and Jason felt her fangs pierce his shoulder. He screamed at the pain he suddenly felt and his eyelids flew open. He didn't know how long it would be, but he knew that the battle was over as he felt the poison course thru his body.

A burning sensation rushed thru him as the venom flashed thru his system. Every muscle tensed with the shock of the assault as the poison reached each one individually; and then it would completely relax as the paralysis began. Jason stopped screaming as his muscles relaxed all over his legs and arms.

While he could still move his head, he looked toward the creature lying on the web beside him and was surprised.

"You're the woman that was with me at the club," Jason said. "I thought I was your master. Why are you doing this to me?"

"If you are who I think you say you are, then do not worry yourself about what I'm doing to you now. Here, I have no master. I am the master of my home and feed on all the prey that I catch in my web."

Her body moved on the web with no trouble of even sticking to it. She was still devoid of hair, except for the short cropped red hair on her head. She now crawled over the top of his body, bringing her extremely thin waist and flat stomach over Jason's face. He was just barely able to notice the red hourglass shape on her stomach before she spoke again.

"Now to just make sure you don't try and get away again," she said as a spray of silky threads shot from her navel area.

Jason closed his eyes before the webbing would touch his eyeballs. When he felt the webbing now moving further down his chest, he opened his eyes and saw a world of grey all around him. He was able to breath thru the cocoon she was putting him in, but he couldn't see thru it.

As her body moved down his, spraying her webbing further down his body, he could feel her breast pressing against the webbing over his face. As they moved further down to his shoulders and chest, he felt her hands moving his arms to his sides, pressing them in so they could be trapped as well.

As her hands were working on pressing the webbing tight along his upper body, her legs wrapped around his legs and pressed them together, also. He knew that this had to be tearing the web that he had been stuck in, but there was no way he would be able to escape now with his body paralyzed. He was now completely at her mercy; and Jason didn't hold any notion that she had any.

She continued down his body, spraying the web along his groin, thighs and calves. As her spray was coating his lower legs, her hands were rubbing and smoothing the webbing along his legs, caressing the area of his groin in the process. The cocoon texture felt like silk being rubbed against his dick, and it responded to the gentle touches.

"Soon, my little feeding tube," she spoke to his cock. "Soon I will use you for your greatest purpose."

Jason felt her hands continue down his legs pressing the sticky material tight around his body. After some time, he knew he must look like a mummy to anyone that could see him now. The only difference was that his hands were to his sides instead of across his chest.

"Well, that does take a lot out of you," she said to no one in particular. "I think I'll have just a taste before I move you to my chambers."

Jason could still feel his feet trapped between her thighs since she was lying on his legs. Her hands began caressing his dick thru the silk web again and brought him to a full erection that was stuck to the side of his thigh. The pain was unbearable with his dick being forced the wrong direction for such an aroused state.

Her hands now began to pull the web apart where his dick was and it sprang for the freedom that Jason wished he could get from his bindings.

"Ooo," she exclaimed. "Such a willing meal you are. I just may decide to eat you here since you're in such a rush."

Jason's dick was suddenly engulfed in the moist interior of the spider's mouth. She was relentless in her ministrations with her tongue and lips. Every so often, he could feel her fangs graze across the flesh of his dick, along with the soft palate of her mouth. At first, he wondered why he couldn't feel the rest of her teeth, but then remembered that spider's drank their prey's insides from the soup their poison's created. She didn't need any teeth.

Then he remembered the poison that was already in his body and wondered why he wasn't already feeling the pain of its dissolving effect. But his thoughts stopped there as he focused on the pleasures he was already feeling from her mouth.

Jason tried to fight her grasp, but couldn't move his body since his muscles were now completely relaxed from the venom; but the more he resisted in his mind, the more he desired what she was doing to him. Her mouth was giving him pleasure like he had felt already in this room before, each time just before he died.

It was near perfect bliss, the way her tongue would caress the underside of his dick, while the tip would slide up and down the sides. The fangs grazing the edges enticed him with a touch of fear of what kind of danger he was in, making the pleasure more intense.

Her arms were now wrapped around his hips and held him tight to her face as she sucked him as deep as he could possibly go. Her legs squeezed tightly around his calves, holding his legs trapped between them. He thought he could feel her grinding her pussy on one of his shins. She was getting as aroused at sucking him off as he was.

Jason tried to speak again, to ask her to stop...or to beg for her to never stop; but all that escaped his mouth was a groan of pleasure. He could not get his vocal cords to form words for him and the best he could do was moan with each thrust she made upon his manhood.

Jason neared the breaking point, but he was unable to follow the wave of lust over the crest into the crashing orgasm that waited. He tried to beg for her to let him to cum, because he knew it was her doing to keep him at the brink of this painful pleasure. Again, all that escaped him was a groan/moan of both feelings.

Her arms began to tense and relax, pushing and pulling his hips forward and backward, giving Jason the sensation of thrusting into her mouth. Each thrust into her mouth, he could feel the head of his cock touch the back of her throat, and something sharp in it would just barely touch the head of his dick. He thought that this must be the set of fangs that would inject the final dose of poison to begin digesting his body for her to drink.

Jason didn't care. He just had to cum and he was trying to move his own hips so that he could drive deeper into her mouth so he could get the release she was denying him. Then she proved she was going to deny him such a release now when he was just about to go over the edge. She lifted her mouth off his dick and he felt her body rise up off of him.

Tears ran from his eyes and down the side of his face. He was so close; it hurt his entire body to be that close and denied at the end.

"I can't wait to drag you into my lair," she spoke, her voice husky and filled with a hunger that Jason couldn't tell was more for sex or food. "I'm going to devour you here and now."

The pressure of her body slid up the silky confines of the cocoon Jason was trapped in. He could feel her completely pressed against his chest now. Her legs were spread around his hips, and moisture was dripping from her pussy onto his dick. Her hands pressed into his chest as she sat on his groin.

This pressed Jason's dick to the sticky webbing on his stomach, her pussy's lips wrapping around the underside of it. She ground her hips and slid back and forth while her hands glided along the outside of the cocoon wrapping up Jason's face. He felt her fingers touch where his eyes were and he closed them to make sure she didn't press the sticky substance into the eyeballs.

"Open your eyes and look at me," she said.

Jason obeyed and saw that he could see outside the webbing. He was looking up at the beautiful redhead above him. Her face was filled with a lustful hunger he had seen in every face he had seen in this room. As he stared into her face, he felt her pussy start sucking on his cock and pull it into her.

There was a slight bit of pain as the hard as iron cock bent to make its way into her confines; but as soon as he was inside her, there was nothing except pleasure. His need to cum had dwindled some before he was pulled back into her, but it was now back in full force.

"Do you wish to feed me?" the beautiful redhead asked him. "I think you need to feed me or you will go mad with desire of never knowing the pleasure of feeding my kind."

As she spoke, her body rocked back and forth, sliding him in and out of her. He could tell she wasn't taking him completely inside her, and he wondered why. But as her slow thrust down on his cock took him just a little deeper, he could feel the same sharp feeling in the depths of her pussy. Once again, he knew that this must be another way she devoured her prey. Just a little deeper and he would be her lunch.

Again, Jason did not care. He was again riding the crest of a wave of pure lust; and he didn't think there was anyway of getting off, except inside her. He needed the release that her body promised and he tried as best as he could to drive himself even deeper into her body.

He was denied this pleasure from the paralysis and he grew more and more frustrated to be so close and refused the pleasure that his body demanded him to seek. Tears started to form in his eyes again and started to run down the side of his face again.

"I think you want me to swallow you whole," she said again, still rocking only so far on him, keeping his orgasm at bay. "Give me a sign you wish for me to take you."

Jason groaned in frustration as she pulled up off of him and moaned as she lowered herself back down. He did it two more times as she moved on him, her eyes filled with joy along with the hunger that was there. She pulled nearly completely off of him, causing him to groan as loud as he possibly could and tears to run faster from his eyes with the pain of his frustrations.

"I'll take that as a yes, then," she said. Then she struck.

The creature drove herself hard onto Jason's cock, taking it in to the hilt. Jason felt the sudden pleasure of her tight, caressing pussy's inner walls sliding fully along his shaft. Then there was the sudden sharp pain as something pierced all around the sides of his shaft.

Jason's moans of pleasure ripped from him and changed to a groan of excruciating pain. He then felt the sensations of the pussy's walls milking his dick for all it was worth. The slippery motions of the internal walls and suction that was coming from inside her pussy drowned out the pain he had felt just a second before.

Jason felt his cum explode out of his cock's head. It spurted several times before it just became a steady stream. He thought the pleasure would end soon, but it continued as the suction did. Suddenly, he felt his scrotum sack seem to slacken its pressure on his thighs; and Jason knew then that he would not feel anything before too much longer.

He looked up at the woman's eyes and focused on them with both a question of why and a statement of thanks for giving him this pleasure. She smiled back at him, her eyelids closed halfway as she enjoyed her meal.

Jason felt the slight tingle of his organs beginning to melt in the acidic poison she had injected into him thru his dick, but his cock was still giving out so much pleasure, he didn't care anymore. Jason's mind focused on the woman above him as his mind started to fall into the abyss of death.

He tried to ask her with his eyes why he was trapped in this room. He wanted to know why he kept dying here only to come back to life in this room again. He had to get an understanding as to why...




Lustful Summoning Ch. 11



...he was back in this damned room every time he died in it. Why does he keep waking up, standing with his back to the mirrored wall and couch? What is the reason for this room and the many deaths he had already suffered (or pleasured) in here?

To be continued...

Copyright 2006 by Jason Morris. All rights reserved.



Lustful Summoning Ch. 12



He tried to ask her with his eyes why he was trapped in this room. He wanted to know why he kept dying here only to come back to life in this room again. He had to get an understanding as to why...

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...he was back in this damned room every time he died in it. Why does he keep waking up, standing with his back to the mirrored wall and couch? What is the reason for this room and the many deaths he had already suffered (or pleasured) in here?

Jason quickly jumped to his right to escape the possible touch of the vampiress and her familiar that he knew was behind him. He knew in his heart that at her seductive touch, he would quickly give in to her lust and his and die at her hands again.

He made his was around the large bed, giving plenty of room between himself and it as he headed for the table and two straight back chairs. He needed to sit down and think this thru. As he neared the chairs, he quickly remembers the last time he fell into a chair and what happened.

Jason turned his head over to the corner where the "wicker chair" was at and saw the spider succubus lying in her web. It looked like she was actually sitting in the wicker chair, but Jason knew better. Turning his attention back to the table and chair, he hesitated.

Could this be another deadly trap, he thought to himself. Where are the strings that are attached to this particular situation? He knew deep down that if he sat down in either one of those chairs, he would most likely be attacked by some demoness wanting to take his life.

He squatted down and looked under the table and chairs from a short distance. He couldn't see anything around the table or on the floor that could suddenly make an appearance. From his squatting position, he placed his knees on the floor and looked up at the ceiling and didn't see anything above the table either.

"I guess you won't be coming over here to attack me," Jason said, turning his head to the spider succubus in her web. "Your web doesn't seem to go across the ceiling so you can climb over me over here."

"No, my lover, my domain is confined to my web and that is only in this little corner of this world," she replied. She grinned at him and showed her sharp fangs that had paralyzed him before.

Jason turned his head away from that look of hungry lust that he detected in her eyes. He believed that staring too long into her eyes would have caused him to go back to her, just as he was about to do before with the vampiress. He may have enjoyed their bodies wrapped around his and their lust; but he still didn't want to die again and possibly never wake up again.

He looked back at the chairs and table and couldn't see anything that could possibly trap him here. Giving up on the possibility of the trap snapping shut before he stepped into it, Jason walked over to the chairs and pulled the one on the other side of the table out. Before sitting down, he touched the cushioned seat tentatively with his finger tip, making sure that it wasn't going to stick to his bare skin.

When he had pulled his finger back three times after touching the seat, he concluded that he wouldn't be stuck to the chair. He turned the chair so that he would sit with his back to the corner, facing the rest of the room. The square table was to his left at about mid-chest height to him when he finally sat down.

Jason could look around and see the entire room. Looking past the vampiress' succulent body and into the mirror's reflective surface, he could still see the seductive stare of the mermaid in the tub in the restroom. Jason turned his eyes away from hers and noticed the look of a woman's face forming in the glass reflective surface. The familiar was making her presence known again.

He watched her reflective face smile at him and her smooth tongue lick her lips in a delicious seductive move. Jason turned his attention away from her and toward the bed, the most dangerous object in this room, according to his gut instinct.

Jason couldn't understand why he felt this way, but he knew that lying down on that inviting bed would be his last action. The bottom edge of the pillows at the head of the bed just barely touched the fold of the sheets and blanket that covered the bed. The sheets that were showing were the same red satin, maybe silk, looks of those that were covering the mattress that he had in the center of the pentagram. The blanket looked warm and inviting to his chilled body, since he was in the buff as he had been since he started waking up in this room.

Taking his eyes off the bed, he saw the hole in the wall on the other side of the bed. He began to wonder if that may be the way out of the room. It wasn't very large. If he was to try it, he would have to get down on his hands and knees and crawl into it. It didn't look too inviting, but he hoped it would be warmer than the room felt at the moment.

That was when Jason suddenly noticed that his body was cold. It was the first time in this room that he actually felt cold in the room. He turned his head to his left to look at the wall in that direction. He wondered if there was a vent along the wall that was blowing a cold breeze on his back.

He couldn't feel a wind blowing, but the air behind him was very chilly on his skin. As he was looking around, he suddenly felt the front of his body feeling chilled as well. Concentrating, he tried to focus on where his body was the coldest at and noticed that his back and his chest were the coldest. Even his upper thighs were cold, but his shins weren't cold.

Jason thought maybe the breeze was blowing from above him and into the corner, making that air around him cool down quickly but not hitting his body directly. As he raised his head, he felt the gentle touch of something, not a wind, but something cold on his shoulders. It was a caressing touch that slid around his neck from the front to the back and ran up thru his hair on the back.

He knew that something was wrong with this, but the touch was comforting besides the chill that it ran down his back. The chill moved its way down and came back up between his legs and to his dick. For some reason, it was causing him to slowly grow hard. The cool touch playing with the hair on the back of his head was sending seductive feeling thru his body.

When he suddenly thought that it was a seductive touch, Jason tried to rise up off the chair. He noticed instead that there was some pressure on his lap keeping him in his seat. The cold on his chest also pressed him into the back of the chair, as well. His head was still looking up at the ceiling and he brought it forward to see if he could tell what it was that was pushing him into the chair.

When his head was looking forward, he couldn't see anything, but he did feel something. It was like a smooth cheek was pressed to his right cheek and a pair of soft but cold lips were kissing his earlobe.

Jason's body shivered at the kiss and his dick stiffened a little more at the feeling. The invisible soft lips moved their gentle touches down his cheek, kissing along the way gently, making their way along his cheekbone and down to his mouth. When the reached it, they didn't seem to do more than just gently press against his lips as if to only to give him a peck.

Jason took his left arm off the table where he had it resting and raised his right arm too. He tried to touch the person that must be sitting on his lap, but his arm passed thru the air in front of him. The air was almost freezing as it passed thru the empty space. He put his arms back down, both hands resting on his knees.

The lips were now kissing along his left jaw line and toward his neck on the left side. Jason was growing more aroused with the kisses from the supple invisible cold lips on his face and neck. When they did reach his neck, they were no longer just pressing on to his skin but seemed to be more open with each kiss. He thought he could feel what would be a tongue between them as well.

He closed his eyes, enjoying the touches of the fingers (because that was the only thing it could be) running thru his hair and sensuous kisses on his neck. With his eyes closed, he could imagine it was a woman that was straddling his lap, her arms around his neck, her fingers tickling his hairline and her tongue caressing his neck between her lips.

But if it was her arms around his neck and her hands in his hair, then whose hands were now moving around his sides to his chest from behind? Jason quickly opened his eyes and moaned at the same time as another pair of lips started kissing the base of his neck on the back side. The coldness was creeping into his skin, but his erection was growing harder by the second. He finally figured out what the trap was here.

Jason was being seduced by two ghosts. He knew that he was trapped between the two of them and knew that if he was going to live, he had better escape. He moved his left hand off his knee and placed it on the table for leverage. Pushing off the table, he tried to rise up off the chair, but he could actually feel the weight of the ghost on his lap this time. Her thighs were smooth as the slid along his legs, tightening their grip to the chair to hold him down under her.

Jason also felt her breast now pressing into his chest, as well. Her nipples must have been aroused or cold, because the feeling of their cold points in his chest let him know that he wasn't the only aroused and cold. He strained to try and stand again but the hands that had slid around his chest now seemed more solid as well. They gripped him back against the chair. The pair of lips slid to his right earlobe and started kissing, licking and sucking on it.

The body on his front began to grind it's crotch against his hardening erection, pressing it between the cold body of the spirit and his cooling skin. Jason thought he could feel some moisture dripping onto his balls, but it felt more like ice water than actual juices from an aroused woman.

He could feel a cool breath along his left ear from the mouth of the ghost sitting his lap. She was breathing heavily as she ground her moist pussy against his near full erection. Jason tried to control his lust again, as he had tried several times before; but it was, as always, a losing battle. He was becoming aroused a lot quicker now than he had before calling the succubus that first night.

The arm that had slid along the right side of his chest now rose up to his neck, the cool fingers of the invisible hand gently gripped his chin and turned his head to the right. When it was turned as far as it could, Jason felt the mouth on that side press to his and a cold tongue was caressing, teasing his lips. He stopped resisting finding out what it would be like to kiss a ghost.

His mouth opened up and a cold air quickly passed into his mouth along with a probing tongue. It snaked in and tested the warmth of his mouth and teased his tongue with licks and prodding. Jason returned the tongues movements with his own, wresting this cold muscle that was invading his mouth.

Something tight suddenly slipped along his shaft, encasing it in a very smooth, silky, freezing grip that massaged his erection. The cold nearly caused him to lose his hard on, but the massaging was just too luxurious for him to lose it completely. He moaned into the mouth that was warring with his tongue, his hot breath breathing into it.

Jason's eyes had been closed from the moment he had begun French kissing the ghost behind him, but he opened them at the sudden temperature drop around his cock. As he moaned into the ghost's mouth, his eyes closed half-way but he glimpsed her face take form.

He couldn't make out her skin tone, but her face looked to have several sharp edges to it before it faded back into nothing. He closed his eyes and continued to let his tongue wrestle with the spirit pressing against his lips. His body was growing colder with each passing second, but the feeling of what had to be a pussy around his cock was just too good to try and escape anymore.

Jason was letting his breath come out his nostrils with the kiss, but the ghost seemed to have other plans for it. Jason felt his breath being pulled out of his lungs after the next breath, while the ghost continued to keep him tongue tied with her tongue. When his lungs were nearly empty, he was able to take in another breath thru his nose again before it was pulled out by the invisible mouth again.

He opened his eyes a little to see if he could catch a glimpse of the woman's face again and he found he was able to see more than just her face. It was like looking at someone made out of smoke.

She didn't look solid, but there was the form there of her head, cheekbones, nose, eyes and the roots of hair. Her eyes showed that she was smiling at him just before another breath was taken from him. Her eyes closed as she pulled his breath from his mouth. He could feel her tongue teasing his while she did it, making sure that he kept his mouth open for her.

A cool tingling sensation began to from at his crotch where the invisible pussy was milking him. The body was grinding harder on Jason's dick, trying to drive it as deep as it could go. He responded by pushing into it as best as he could.

Jason's mind was now focused on the pleasures that his body was receiving and his little head was thinking for the body now. The teasing pleasure of the tongue in his mouth and the tongue licking all over his ear were sending shivers along his spine. He closed his eyes as he moaned again into the mouth taking his breath away.

The probing tongue was becoming warmer to the touch of Jason's mouth. He didn't notice or care at the moment as his eruption of pleasure began to boil toward explosion. The up and down motions of the pussy that had him trapped became more demanding of his attention; and he countered with his own movements to keep the motion going and at a much easier pace to control. His efforts failed him as his sperm began to flow out of his body.

Jason tried to scream his pleasure but he only muffled it into the mouth already pulling his next breath out of his lungs. He noticed that the pussy ensconced around his cock had suddenly grown hot and wet with his seed. The sudden heat felt delicious to him and he continued to push into the massaging, climaxing walls of heat.

His hands finally found a grip on the hips that were sitting in his lap and he caressed the invisible body that was pushing him to greater heights of ecstasy. Jason opened his left eye a little and looked in the direction of the ghost that was riding him.

He once again saw the features of a woman that looked to be made of smoke. Her face was contorted in the grimace of orgasm, before she brought her head back to his face and began to suck on his earlobe again.

Jason felt her warm tongue touch his sensitive skin before her mouth wrapped around the flesh. Her hot breath blew across his ear before her lips locked on its target. Another breath was stolen from him by the mouth sucking on his tongue again. The mouth that his tongue was now in had grown quite warm and more solid that he had expected it to be.

Running his tongue along the insides, he was able to feel the perfectly normal teeth of a woman's mouth. As the last of his breath was pulled out, the woman kissing him moaned into his mouth, sending her cool breath into his lungs and pulled it back out of him again. The exchange of her saliva and breath drove Jason further into an ecstasy that he couldn't imagine pulling himself out of on his own or ever reaching again.

When his next breath came from the spirit entered his lungs again, Jason felt its heat pass his throat and warm his insides before it left him as a cool breeze against his and the spirits tongue. The cool caress inside his mouth somehow pushed him over the edge again and he shot a second load of seed into the gripping, massaging heaven that wasn't going to let him go.

The ghost riding him again moaned into his ear, her breath feeling like a blast furnace to his cold skin along his ears. Jason registered the thought that he was cold but these two women were much warmer now than before, but his dick didn't care. It was in bliss with the pleasurable attention it was receiving.

His hips began to push into the gripping hot thighs that were wrapped around his waist. Jason figured that her legs had to be wrapped around the back of the chair, locking the two of them into a type of lotus position with her in total control. He didn't give a damn, though. He was just too deep into the bliss that the two women were giving him.

Jason brought his right hand up, sliding it along the back of the woman riding him into another of her orgasms, and pushing him to another ejaculation. She shivered at the cool touch of his cold fingers before he lifted his hand off her skin and moved it to the back of the woman's head that was kissing him.

Jason wanted to press her harder into the kiss, fell her pressed harder against him, know the feel of her soft hair as his fingers wrapped around inside it. What he felt was nothing.

He opened his eyes just a little bit as his cold breath was pulled from his lungs again and didn't see what he wanted to see. The blonde that had her mouth tight around his continued with the exchange of breaths, her hair golden and looking luscious and needing to gripped by her lover.

Further to her left, Jason saw an identical blonde hair in his line of sight. He could feel her still breathing her hot breath into his ear as she moaned her way into another small orgasm. Between the two identical twin spirits, now solid in appearances, Jason held his hand up for him to see; but his hand looked like it was made of smoke, and slowly fading away.

Fear gripped Jason at the thought of just fading from existence. As the fear gripped him, the next heated breath had entered his lungs. He tried to scream for the women to stop, but it was pulled from his lungs with the freezing temperature of his breath. The fear gripped his freezing balls and crushed them with great pleasure as the boiling hot pussy gripped and sucked his orgasm from him.

Jason was screaming at himself in his head, angry with the direction that he had taken.

"Why didn't he take the only possible exit out of this room?" he thought to himself as the last of his seed was pulled from him. What was the reason for staying in a room full of traps when the only way out stared at him every time he...

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...opened his eyes and saw the cursed room in front of him again. He had to act fast before he was doomed to another death at the hands of these sexual demons that he was constantly accosted by.

Copyright 2006 by mjm202036. All rights reserved. 



Lustful Summoning Ch. 13



"Why didn't he take the only possible exit out of this room?" he thought to himself as the last of his seed was pulled from him. What was the reason for staying in a room full of traps when the only way out stared at him every time he...

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...opened his eyes and saw the cursed room in front of him again. He had to act fast before he was doomed to another death at the hands of these sexual demons that he was constantly accosted by.

Jason's eyes quickly took in the room before making his move. He saw the spider's web just in front of him, the spider succubus lying in it. One hand was rubbing her breast while the other was playing with her pussy. His dick started to grow at the sight, so he turned his head.

To his right, he could just make out the two ghosts by the table and chairs. They were pressing themselves against one another. Their hands were caressing each other's nearly invisible bodies, while their mouths were exploring each other. He grew even more in length at the lesbian scene was staring at, almost wishing he could go back to it.

Jason's peripheral vision caught the movement of the vampiress behind him as she rose from the couch. He also saw a ripple begin in the mirror as the familiar began to take her form by the vampiress. The thoughts of their bodies pressing him on both sides caused his dick to jump to full erection.

Jason quickly stepped away from the couch, knowing that if he stood there long enough, the vampiress would entice him into her seductive grasp again. He kept his eyes focused on the hole, but he still saw the mermaid succubus in her tub, her fingers sliding in and out of her mouth, like she was sucking on a cock. Jason felt a drop of pre-cum weep out of him and slide down the underside of his dick.

Focusing on the hole, Jason noticed what he had tripped on when he had become trapped in the spider's web earlier. There was something coming out of the hole along the floor, about half-a-foot in width from the hole, tapering to a pointed end near the bed, nearly five feet away.

When he neared the object, Jason was able to distinguish a pattern on the object. The color of the item was greenish-brown with a double row of black oval-like shapes along the top of it. The item registered in his mind as something he had seen before; but Jason couldn't remember where he had seen it before.

Following the object toward the hole, he straddled it and got down on his hands and knees. Jason looked into the blackness of the hole, turning his back to the bed. He peered inside as best as he could, but he could see no further than just a couple of inches past the entrance before the dark interior concealed its depth.

Jason moved further a little bit forward into the hole, letting his hand caress the carpeting to make sure there wasn't a sudden drop just inside. As soon as his right hand passed the black shadow, he felt something grip his wrist.

He tried to pull back from the sudden grip, but found the hold secure and inescapable. At that time, he felt something lie across his left calf and begin to coil around it and his ankle. Jason looked over his left shoulder and saw that the object had moved over his leg and was now wrapping around his leg.

As his focus was turned away from the hole, something reached out and grabbed a hold of Jason's other wrist and pulled him toward the terrifying darkness. Snapping his head around toward the hole, Jason could make out a pair of glowing eyes in the darkness staring at him. Whatever was in there, it already had hold of him by three points.

Jason rose up off his knees, bringing his feet underneath him. Using this position for leverage, he leaned back with all of his weight as best as he could. He finally got the upper hand in the tug of war, and he fell backward onto the floor between the hole and the side of the bed. When his head hit the floor, Jason's feet went forward and reached each side of the hole.

His eyes also shut with the impact to the floor. With his eyes closed, Jason was unable to know, at first, what the sudden weight was that pressed him into the floor. He opened his eyes and found himself staring into the eyes of a beautiful blonde woman lying above him. As he looked at the rest of her facial features, he recognized the woman that now pinned his wrists by his head.

The blonde hooker that he had first offered to the succubus was now holding him down, pressing her body on top of his. She smiled at Jason as she stared at him, but her look was one of hunger. He knew instantly that she was the trap waiting for him in the hole.

Jason felt her lower body pressing between his legs as she lay on top of his. Her legs were together, as he had his legs spread. Thinking that he had a chance to escape her if he could roll her over and pin her to the carpet, Jason quickly raised his legs above her and wrapped them around her legs.

As Jason shifted his weight so he could roll her over, he noticed that he didn't feel the groove that should have been between her legs. The solid mass undulated between the grip of his thighs and seemed to help him roll her over onto her back. Jason now straddled the beautiful woman below him.

Looking into her face, he could see a triumphant smile on her face.

"Do you think you're winning while I've got you pinned?" Jason asked her.

She continued to stare at him with the smile and held his hands in a tight grip. Jason felt a sudden pain in his left foot. He felt the coiled muscle tightening around his ankle and knew that he was still in the grasp of the creature that had hold of him there. He then felt the body between his legs bend up off the floor and the smooth caress of something cool along his buttocks.

Jason looked over his shoulder and saw what looked like a giant snake's body rising between his legs and laid the underside along his lower back. He could feel the curve of the long sinuous muscle curve around and down his side, then cross his back again to do the same up his back. The caress of the smooth scales along his back pressed him harder onto the woman's body underneath him.

He looked into the naga's eyes and knew that he was losing the fight. Her eyes gleamed back at him with a lustful and hungry stare. The look was mesmerizing and Jason couldn't stop staring.

As he fell under her hypnotic gaze, his hands released their grip on her and just lay pressed to her body. Her tail continued to wind its way up his back, pressing more of him onto her, his chest now pressing against her breast. As the tail reached his shoulders, his head lowered toward hers and their lips pressed together.

Jason opened his mouth willing, as they kissed, letting his tongue probe into her hungry mouth. A slender forked tongue caressed his, tasting it and whatever part of his oral cavity that it could reach; and it did reach far into his mouth, touching the back of his throat before receding back into her mouth.

Jason tried to entice the tongue back into his willing mouth by following it with his tongue. His wet muscle followed it until he hit the underside of her mouth as the tongue reached its hiding spot, protecting it from his probing. It was then that Jason came out of his trance.

Her tail had slithered a coil completely around his throat and began to constrict painfully, cutting off is airway and blood flow to his brain. Jason reached up quickly with his hands, to try and pry the serpent from his neck, but the muscle was too strong.

It pulled backward, lifting Jason off the woman part of the body of the naga. The tail along his back slid off his skin as if in a gentle caress of a lover, but the coil around his neck reminded that this was a life and death struggle. He clawed at the scaly skin, trying his best to give pain to it in hopes of prying it loose enough to take a full breath.

Jason's feet were now planted firmly on the floor and he was still straddling the naga lying there. She slowly rose before him in a fluid motion, staring at him, as if he were a new toy. The glee in her eyes of her catch was unmistaken to him.

She rose higher than Jason stood and looked down on him from about one to one and a half foot higher than he stood. Looking straight ahead, he saw both of her breasts before his face; her nipples poking out toward him, as if pleading for his attention.

She's aroused, he thought to himself as his lungs burned in his chest. He could feel his fingers and toes going numb with the lack of oxygen in his blood stream. Suddenly there was something caressing along his shaft, still hard from being pressed to the woman that now rose above him.

The very edge of the tail was coiling along his dick, constricting and releasing in an erotic manner, arousing Jason to new heights. He had never tried erotic asphyxiation before and never wanted to, but he figured this was what it felt like. He knew the ministration of the tail on his dick was going to make him cum soon, but the coil around his neck was going to kill him in the process. Once again, he was going to go as he came.

With that thought on his mind, he tried as best as possible to fight off the reaction of this creature's strokes. The more he fought his human nature, the closer he become to letting his seed go; and as the world exploded in bright flashes of light, just before it started to fade to black, he felt another explosion between his legs. He was in ecstasy and horror at the same time as his body went completely limp and he lost the battle to remain conscious.

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Jason opened his eyes, and was shocked at what he saw. He was not standing in his usual spot, with the couch and mirror behind him, and all the other traps laid out before him. He was lying down on a smooth surface that seemed to undulate under him, covered by a very heavy blanket.

Jason's eyes stared at the ceiling above him, grateful that he was no longer in the hotel room of Hell. Then he noticed that the heavy blanket tucked tightly around him was moving. Raising his head up, he looked down his body and saw that he was still wrapped in the coils of the naga.

His throat throbbed with pain and he tried to reach up to rub it, but his arms were trapped at his sides by the three coils around his chest and abdomen. It felt like there were maybe two or three more coils around his legs, also, but he couldn't look over the thick coils around his upper body to tell.

The blonde's face was suddenly looking down on his. Her smile still held its place on her beautiful, angelic face. Her hair seemed to glow with the lights of the room passing thru it.

Her body moved down to the floor, toward Jason's face. Her hands slid along his face toward the back of his head as her face closed in on his. Both hands pulled him toward her mouth, and it met his again, her tongue tasting his mouth again. Jason didn't try to fight back, but he didn't engage in the kiss this time, as he had before.

The demon noticed his hesitancy and one of her hands let go of his head. Jason suddenly felt the fingers cup his shrunken dick, squeezing it between his two balls and causing the head to face between his legs. Her long finger nails tickled his scrotum as her hand slid around the area and wrapped around him.

Finally, he was fully wrapped by her hand, the heel of the palm at the topside base of his dick, the head at the base of her fingers, being pressed between his two balls. Her fingers continued their tickling, at the perineum, causing a delicious heat to swell into his groin.

Jason felt his dick start to grow a little, then it felt painful as it grew to the point that it need to go straight instead being curved downward and between his legs. Still her hand held him firm in its place, and her nails kept teasing the area of lust.

He tried to make his pain known by groaning, but her mouth was still pressed against his. As he did let out the sound of pain, her tongue licked the inside of his mouth as if it were sweet as honey. Her mouth pressed harder against his, causing some pain being since his lips were being crushed against his teeth. He suddenly tasted blood on his tongue and figured the pain on his lips was from cutting it on his teeth.

Her tongue went wild in his mouth. It kept darting in and out, constantly caressing the areas that were bleeding, pulling back into her mouth, returning for another taste. When Jason would groan at the pain, her tongue would go straight to the back of his throat, as if it was licking up his suffering, just like it did with his blood.

He tried to move his hips so that he could get his cock out of her grasp, and give it the room to straighten up, but the coils around his chest and legs began to tighten when he attempted to move. The pressure became greater still, even when he had decided to just suffer the pain and pleasure of her hand.

She continued to caress him with her fingers, occasionally the long nail reaching as far back as his ass and raking across the opening there. Jason did all he could not to move, in hopes of not making her angry and killing him; so he quit squirming completely and lie still in her coils. He even stopped groaning in hopes that she may lose interest in this torture.

She was not to be denied, as it seemed. Her coils began to tighten further around his chest. When Jason took a breath thru his nose, since her mouth was completely covering his, he could only take a much more shallow breath than he had before. She was suffocating him again, and he was trapped and unable to escape her grip.

Her tongue kept sweeping his mouth for every bit of his agony, sucking it from him, allowing the pleasure of her teasing fingers to grip his body as well. He couldn't help but moan his pleasure and groan his pain in an exhale of breath, feeling the coils grip tighter on his body.

Jason quickly sucked in air thru his nose, but there was far less than before, and he was becoming light headed from the lack of oxygen. Her hand gripped his groin painfully, and Jason nearly screamed the pain into her mouth, quickly emptying his lungs of the life giving air that was in it.

He tried to pull in another breath immediately, but it was too late; he could only take a sip of air before he his lungs were as full as they could get. Her hand un-cupped his balls and gripped his immediately hard shaft. She stroked it rapidly, bringing him to the very edge of ejaculation. Then her fingers gripped him tightly again, holding him from releasing his sperm.

The sudden need to cum was too much, and Jason let loose with a guttural moan of pleasure and groan of anguish over the cruelty of not being able to reach his peek. The sound was more like a rattle thru his throat and into her waiting mouth, as the last bit of air he had escaped him. The coil tightened again, making impossible to breathe any life giving oxygen in.

Jason felt his body's muscles trying to convulse as her hand stroked him again. He felt his cum explode out of his body again. He saw the first shot fly high into the air over the naga's head and toward the bed that was there. He watched it fall onto the edge of the bedspread that was tucked. There was a movement out of the corner of his eye from underneath the bed; but he passed out before he could make out clearly what it was.

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Jason woke up, standing with a coil around his upper chest and under his arms. His legs were held spread open by a couple of coils around the ankles, keeping his feet firm on the floor. Something was caressing his manhood and giving him pleasure in the nether regions.

One of the strokes down below caught him off guard, teasing just the right way, and caused Jason to take a deep breath in. That was when he noticed the pain in his chest. His lungs burned from the constant lack of oxygen and heavy pressure, and large breaths were not possible without pain now.

He tried to take shallow breaths, but to gather the much needed air, he was quickly hyperventilating. He slowed down his breathing and slowly worked thru the pain in his chest to be able to take deeper breaths. The stroking on his dick wasn't helping with this attempt to breathe.

Jason raised his free hands up to the coil around his chest and tried to push it down his body, but it would not budge. He craned his neck as far as he could to see over the thick coil around his chest to see what was gracing his dick to such loving attention. All he could see was the top of a non-moving blonde head.

"Why?" he asked.

She looked up at him again, and Jason saw her arms moving. With each movement, Jason felt the strokes on his dick.

"Why haven't you killed me?"

The blonde just stared at him with a hungry look on her face as she continued stroking. Then she turned her head back to his dick and leaned forward. Looking down, Jason could see her back, and the place just above where the ass would be. Her skin first changed colors then seemed to fade into scales of an iridescent color. He now recognized it as the markings of an anaconda.

The heat of her mouth engulfing his dick brought him back to reality (if that is what you could call this hotel room from hell) and caused him to take a very sharp breath in again. The pain of the breath and her pleasing blow job gave him just cause to grow harder in her mouth.

Jason felt his hips moving back and forth against the movements of the bobbing head he was looking down upon. He couldn't believe he was giving in so easily to her, knowing that she was either going to squeeze him unconscious again or to death. That was when he felt her hands were pressing his ass cheeks back toward her head as she bobbed forward.

He did all he could to keep his breathing normal, but a rush of cum was beginning to boil in his balls. Jason moaned when he felt one of her hands slide (or could he better describe it as slither) further around his thighs. Her fingers caressed the edge of his ass as they passed it.

Her arm now seemed to be coiled around his right leg and her sharp nails were gently tickling his balls, just barely scratching them. The first touch shocked Jason and his hips pushed forward on their own, without the help of her other hand. He leaned his head back and pressed his hands on the top of the coil that was wrapped around his chest.

Feeling the smooth surface under his palms, Jason tried again to push it off of his chest before it would begin squeezing again, but it still wouldn't budge.

"Oh, that's so good," he cried, closing his eyes when her fingers started to take their task into a new art form. "Please, don't kill me...but please don't stop what you're doing."

Jason's hips thrust forward and his legs shook with the nearing orgasm. The hot walls of her mouth were sliding back and forth around his cock's sensitive skin. He pushed and pulled with his hips as much as he possibly could. He wanted to cum so badly; even though he knew that she would crush him again when he did.

Jason no longer cared, he just needed to cum. He wanted to cum. Deep in the very back of his mind, a small voice was screaming at him to fight and don't give up hope. He tried to focus on that voice, but a new sensation struck him below his hips.

The naga's other hand had slithered around his left thigh, the soft skin against his teasing its way around. But what pulled him away from listening to the voice of sanity was when her fingers pressed against the perineum. Her thumb added pressure of its own at his asshole.

Jason knew that she was going to penetrate him soon, but he didn't care about that either. All the sensations were screaming at his body to cum, now. Every muscle under his skin was straining for that reprieve that comes from ejaculation.

He felt her tongue slide all along his shaft before retreating to her mouth and returning to its loving caresses. Her mouth was sucking him harder than she was at first. He could feel his cock twitching at the strokes of her tongue and lips.




Lustful Summoning Ch. 13



"Oh, Go...so good...so good" he breathed out as he pistoned himself in and out of her mouth. He could feel her fingers still working their magic around his balls, perineum, and asshole. Her tongue was stoking him in little coils so often he barely noticed when it left his dick to carry his flavor to her inner depths. Her mouth was becoming hotter and hotter with each thrust, and Jason would have sworn she was moaning with pleasure at his willingness.

He felt the smooth scales of the naga's lower body caressing his ankles and chest. He knew that the pressure was building again, but he just didn't care. She was working wonders on his dick and he wasn't about to take his focus off the pleasure she was promising him now.

The voice in the back of his mind screamed for him not to give in, but the thumb made its move. The soft voice was drowned out by the Jason screaming as he felt his body being ripped in two pieces from the back side. The pain was so intensifying, he nearly exploded in orgasm, but her tongue had chosen that moment to coil around the head of his dick and hold it firmly in its grip.

The tongue's tight coil didn't let a single drop reach its freedom. He felt the pressure of semen building up inside his dick, and backing up into his balls. The fingers at his balls were no longer caressing, but now gripping them. With each beat of his heart, she squeezed his balls, making the pain and pleasure nearly insane for him to withstand.

Her thumb, buried deep in his ass, bent at the knuckle and pinched the bit of skin between her external fingers and internal thumb. Jason tried to remain still to take in this sudden strange feeling, but the hand holding him inside and out kept up his motions for him.

All of these things, plus one more, happened as Jason was screaming at the invasion. The other thing to happen was the coil around his chest tightening unbearably. While Jason's mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water, trying to suck in air that wouldn't make it past his throat, the woman took him beyond the threshold of pleasure he had ever known before.

Her tongue finally released the head of his dick. Jason felt the beginning of his orgasm strike painfully thru his balls. As her hands and sucking mouth and throat pulled more from his body, he passed out, never knowing if it was the lack of air or the pain/pleasure that she had just given him.

---

A sudden slap across his face brought Jason back to existence. His eyes flew open and his lungs inhaled with a great gasp of air, like a diver just breaking the surface of the water after several minutes in the deep black depths.

He saw the naga in front of him, level with his body. Her eyes still showed the feral lust and hunger in them as before. There was about one foot of distance between the both of them, but Jason knew that wouldn't last much longer, nor did he want to be that far from her naked flesh.

His arms were held high above his head, his wrist wrapped in a coil of her tail. The bottom of his feet could feel the carpet just barely touching them. The rest of the tail that held his hands in their position hung low, along his back. He could feel the end of it flowing along the crack of his ass cheeks, but not spreading them. The very tip swung between his legs, caressing the backs of his lower calves and ankles

Her body hovered before him, for just a second, before she moved closer to him. Her hand reached up and stroked his left cheek, where she had just slapped it a second earlier. Jason didn't flinch, wanting to feel her touching him again. He was lost to her and any other lustful touches he could find.

He knew that her touch was deadly, and that her caresses brought pain with the pleasures that it promised. He didn't care. He just had to give himself to her. Jason leaned his head into the palm of her smooth hand, turning it enough to even kiss her palm. Looking back at her beautiful features, he saw a new look in her eyes.

She cared for him. That was the first thought through his mind before her hand pulled his face closer to hers. Her breast touched his body first, the hard points of her nipples pressing into his chest. Her other hand slid around his side, caressing the bruised ribs from her earlier constrictions.

Her lips, soft and gentle, touched his, caressed them in a tender kiss, belying the cruelty that he had already felt from her earlier. Jason returned the loving kiss with his own lips. He willing gave himself to her now and did not care what she chose to do with him.

Her lower body curved against his groin and he felt her smooth scales press against his already full grown shaft. He wanted her, and he hoped that she wanted him, too. He didn't know where he was getting the strength of all these ejaculations, but he enjoyed them all, even when she crushed the air from his lungs.

The lower body was now pressed tight between his legs, and slowly began to coil around his left leg. As it coiled around the back of his left leg, then around his thighs just under the other part of her tail that was between his legs, her kiss became more demanding.

As soon as her tongue touched his, he closed his lips around it, and sucked it into his mouth. The smooth, slender muscle was moist with her saliva, but something about it caused his lips to feel numb where they touched it. Jason still sucked on the tongue, inviting it to explore his mouth completely.

Her smooth hands slid around his head and pulled him into her kiss even more so. He could feel her hunger growing for him, and he wanted to feed that hunger anyway that was necessary. The smooth scales of her lower body ground against his erection, caressing it with need. Jason just slightly noticed the moisture that was there, and figured it was his own pre-cum coating the smooth surface.

He felt the rest of the coils wrapping his legs, almost like a cocoon, the underbelly of the snake portion of her body undulating, constricting and releasing his legs with each grind of her body that was trapped between his legs. He felt that if he was kept this way for too long, he would be permanently bow-legged; but Jason didn't care if he was kept in this position forever.

The voice at the back of his mind was screaming that he was going to die if he didn't fight her, but it sound further away than before. He didn't care what it was saying anymore, though. He just wanted to stay in the loving embrace of this naga that was going to devour him. His death didn't scare him anymore. He knew that after the pleasure of his death, he would wake again in this room and he would be able to come back to her, or any of the other succubi that were in this room.

Jason enjoyed the idea of dying again and again in the embrace of all these beautiful demons. Being at their lustful summoning was his role now. He knew that he would forever, willingly, service each and every one of them, just for that moment of pure bliss that their bodies promised.

He kissed the naga harder, leaning into her pulling arms, opening his mouth more. His tongue darted out and started to probe her mouth to know every part of her body that he was allowed to find. Unlike before, though, his tongue began to feel a bit num inside her mouth, as if it were falling asleep.

Just before it lost all feeling, he felt something sharp pierce it and his tongue started to swell. The object that pierced it quickly pulled out of his tongue again and a bitter taste caressed his taste buds. He kept his tongue in her mouth, though, wanting to feel more of her as best as he could.

Jason felt a tingling sensation pulse out from the piercing of his tongue and course back between their lips and into his body. An icy feeling followed the tingling and made its way down his chest on the inside. When he felt it hit his heart, the feelings changed to a burning sensation, and it shot throughout his body with in two or three beats of his heart.

Jason's cock was now burning with a need to be inside this woman, but that feeling was happening to all of his body. Everywhere she was touching him felt like it was exactly where it belonged. Any part of his flesh that was free of her screamed in need to be in her embrace.

He wanted her to release his hands so that he could pull her tail around his body. He tried to tug them loose, but the scaly grip holding him tightened and held him where he was. Jason gave up the struggle and decided this naga would eventually hold him completely soon enough.

The part of the tail around his hands started sliding along them, and the coil began to double and triple down his arms. Jason was moving further into the heaven of her embrace. His body screamed for more of her coils to cover his skin, to be pressed by them and held forever by her.

When he felt the edge of a coil touch the top of his head, Jason reluctantly pulled from the demanding kiss. He wanted to make sure she could get her coils fully around his body.

The naga's arms pulled off his head and her fingers slid along his neck, before releasing his head for her coils to cover him. One coil now wrapped completely around his head, upper arms and shoulders. Jason could smell her scales and was pleased that they seemed to be perfumed. The scent was pleasing as well as the feeling of her smooth scales.

To Jason's surprise, the coil slid down his arms and came to rest just along his chest. The next touch came from the hands around his neck again. The naga pulled Jason back into another kiss, sucking his tongue back into her mouth. Jason gave it to her, feeling her arms wrap around his head, making up for the need that the coil had only temporarily satisfied.

The tip of her tail slid between the two of them, causing her to lean into the kiss. As the coil wrapped fully around his lower chest and upper abdomen, Jason felt the underside of his dick no longer being rubbed along her scales. It jutted freely into the air, and he groaned at the loss of the pleasure he had been receiving before.

The tail now made the last coil along his stomach, and the tip of it tucked itself down his ass crack, spreading them as it drove further. When the tip found his closed hole, it pressed against it and slowly worked its way inside just a few inches. It continued to wiggle around the inside, bring gasps from Jason with the shock of the pain and pleasure it was causing.

Jason bucked in the air at the probing of the tails teasing intrusion. With his second thrust forward, he felt the underside of the naga's snake body hit the head of his raging hard-on. On the third thrust, he hit an area of her snake body that gave a little, and was moist and smooth. At the fourth thrust, he was buried inside liquid heat. The opening he had passed through gripped painfully onto the base of his cock.

Jason had gritted his eyes shut at the intrusion of the tail, but they now flew wide open, staring into the blonde's face. She had a look of near rapture. Her mouth hung open, her tongue sticking out, and flicking everywhere. The arms around his head had now slid back until her hands were holding the back of his head as she arched her back.

Jason guessed she was having an orgasm with the look on her face, but he didn't get to see much more. Her head quickly flew forward, bringing her mouth to his neck. Her lips wrapped tight onto his muscles there, sucking with demanding passion. Another gripping form of suction was happening on Jason's cock.

He figured that his thrust must have pushed him inside the naga's sex and he was now buried inside her; and she was pulling him further into her with each second. Suddenly, his balls were pressed hard against her scales as she pulled him as deep into her as he thought he could possibly go.

Her sex was milking his cock like it was a milking machine, with each bit of suction, the coils all around his body would slide along his skin. The caressing touches, sucking on both his neck and dick, and the probing tail in his ass kept Jason's mind from ever listening to that annoying voice again.

Breathing was a chore as Jason tried to thrust in and out of the sex that was pulling on him. He was unable to take in deep breaths because of the bruising before, and he knew the coils were tightening again as they caressed his skin.

Just as his sperm exploded again from him, Jason screamed out all of his breath, so he could die in her grasp again. She gave him that satisfaction, piercing his neck with her fangs as she had done his tongue before. This time, Jason felt the poison continue flowing thru his body in a massive rush to his heart, but it didn't go any further.

His breath had stopped just two beats before it reached his heart. It only gave a shuddering motion after the poison reached it and the world quickly faded to nothing. Jason's last thought was a simple one.

"So much bliss, so much pleasure, from all the others...what kinds of heaven will that bed hold for me?"

---

Jason scanned the room around him and knew he was right back where he started. He didn't care what happened now. He knew that whatever happened now, he would always come back to the pleasures around him. The succubi were killing him, but they were pleasing him, too. Death was no longer anything to fear in his mind.

Looking at the spider's web in front of him, he was surprised to see it empty. He looked toward the hole and couldn't see any part of the naga showing. Turning his head to the left, he saw that the tub was empty, not only missing the mermaid, but also void of water, too.

Jason turned completely around and looked at the couch, but there wasn't anyone sitting on it, waiting for him. Even the mirror was missing, too. Jason continued turning and saw no sign of the two ghosts by the chair and table. He was totally alone in the room with no exit.

Despair struck Jason at his sudden loss of the sexual pleasures he was receiving before. He would give anything to be able to die in the embrace of any of the succubi that had been sexually accosting him. Tears started to run down his cheeks at his sudden loss. All he wanted to do now was just lie down and cry.

Jason walked to the foot of the bed and crawled up to the headboard, the tears coming full force now. He lay down on his stomach and buried his head in the pillows, bawling like a child that has just lost his favorite toy. There wasn't any reason to live now, if he couldn't be with the demons that had loved him for so long.

A gentle hand was placed on his shoulder and he ignored it, thinking his mind was just playing tricks on him. He didn't want to look and find the room still empty. He didn't think he could ever look at it and find his world shattered like that again.

The gentle hand started to caress his back and a shushing sound was made by a feminine voice above him. Jason tried to stop crying, and his breaths came in gasps as he did. It took some time for him to finally catch his breath, while he rubbed his face in the pillow he was pressing into. He didn't want anyone to see him in such a sorry shape that he was in at the moment.

Slowly rolling over to look at whoever was sitting next to him, Jason almost began crying again. There was no one beside him on the bed. The gentle touch on his back was just his imagination after all. Tears started to form again in his eyes and he was about to bury his head in the pillows again. This time he wasn't going to lift it back up again. He was going to press himself into it as hard as he could so he could just suffocate himself to death.

The hand that was caressing his back slid up to his shoulder and rolled him the rest of the way onto his back. Jason now looked toward the ceiling, but something was blocking his view. He couldn't focus on what it was because of the tears that were blurring his vision.

A pair of soft hands took both sides of his head and the thumbs wiped his eyes clean of his tears. He closed his lids as this was done, reaching up with both hands to grab the wrists and make sure that they were real. When he felt the smooth perfect skin in his palms, he nearly started crying again at knowing that he wasn't alone anymore.

"You should not fear ever being alone again, master," said the most beautiful voice he ever expected to hear again. "You will never be alone again, from now until eternity. When you are done here, you will be my charge forever. Nothing will ever take you away from me or me away from you."

Jason opened his eyes now and focused his eyes on the original succubus' face, hovering above him. Her wings were gently flapping up and down, causing a gentle breeze down on to him. Goosebumps rose along his skin with the chill of the air rushing around him, but he didn't move for fear she would leave him.

The succubus remained just at arms length above him, and never came closer. Jason tried to sit up and pull on her wrists so he could hold her close to him and kiss her deeply; but he found out he was unable to pull her closer, and when he rose up some, she pulled her hands free and pushed him back onto the bed.

"I'm sorry, master, but you are not my charge just yet," she said, pulling her hand away from him. "You have one more lesson to learn before you are to be mine. This one will be much more different than you've had so far, and I think you should be prepared. Do not lose your mind or you will lose all."

With those words, the succubus faded out like a wisp of smoke that was hanging in the room. Jason tried to jump up to reach her, but something suddenly slapped around his forehead, pulling it back down onto the pillows. Jason reached up with his hands to grab at whatever had attacked him, but two more things grabbed his wrist as they were half way to his head.

He saw the brown slimy tendrils that were wrapped around his wrist before they pulled them straight to the edges of the bed. He felt two more slimy tendrils quickly coil around his ankles and spread his legs as wide as they could go. He strained at his bonds, but his arms just slid around a little bit in the grip of the tentacles. He was unable to get lose of their hold on him.

Jason thought that maybe this would be another occasions that he would be raped by another succubus of some other kind, like the one that had suction cups like an octopus at the club. He thought that was the same case as he felt two slimy tendrils slide up the inside of both of his legs.

When both of them reached the V made by his legs, the tendril on his left leg slid up beside his balls and began to coil around his dick. The slick feeling of the slimy tendril wrapping up his dick brought him to immediate erection. As his dick was being cocooned another tendril had reached his head from the right side of the bed and was now sliding up his right cheek.

The smell of the tentacle approaching him was unbearable. Jason had not noticed the smell before because he was focused on struggling with these tentacles; but now that one was nearing his nose so closely, there was no way he could escape the stench. He began to gag at the smell and was ready to vomit if it got any nearer to his nose.

As he breathed slowly thru his mouth so he wouldn't have to smell the nearing tentacle, Jason focused on the stroking his rock hard cock was receiving. Suddenly, he felt his insides being shoved into his body. The tentacle that has slid up his right leg slammed home between his ass cheeks and pressed at least six inches of itself into his colon. There was no gentle move to this intrusion or warning nudges that it was about to happen. It just violated his body as if he was nothing more than a toy to be destroyed.

"Ahhhhh...," Jason started to scream, before it was cut off.

The tentacle that had been sliding up his cheek took this opportunity to shove itself down his throat. There was no slow movement of gently sliding past his lips, touching his tongue and allowing him to swallow. It dove down into his esophagus like a cliff diver piercing the water; and it drove nearly eight inches into his mouth and throat with that first push.




Lustful Summoning Ch. 13



Jason gagged at the sudden taste and smell of this thing that was violating him in the two orifices. He lost all thought of being aroused and his erection began to disappear, no matter what the tentacle wrapped around it was doing to it. He was not amused or aroused by the tearing that his ass was receiving or the horrid taste that was invading his mouth.

Jason had never been with another man before, and after this experience, if he survived, he never would either. This rape was proving to him once and for all that he was not bi-curious or homosexual in the least bit. Jason had closed his eyes at the intrusion into both orifices and his stomach was trying to expel whatever it was that was lodged in his throat. The more he tried to vomit, the deeper the tentacles pushed into each opening.

Tears started streaming down the sides of his face and he tried to shake his head side to side to dislodge the thing that was deep in his gullet. The tentacle holding his head down allowed him to turn his head, but he still couldn't raise his head off the pillows. He finally stopped thrashing and hoped that lying still would stop the advances of the tentacles invading his body.

The tendril wrapped around his dick uncoiled itself and moved slid off him. A low growling sound came from the foot of the bed, causing Jason to open his eyes and look toward that direction.

Staring down his body, he saw a black, leathery blob slowly rising from the floor. He watched it rise higher above him and noticed it was looking at him too. The only difference between his looking at it and it looking at him was that it saw him with many more than two eyes. The monster must have had thousands of eyes in its mass, looking in every direction at once. Many of them had turned their cold glassy gaze toward Jason's body, displayed on the bed, spread eagle.

Jason saw that the tentacles holding him down to the bed were attached to several places of the creature's body; and many more withed in the air as if waiting for their turn to grab whatever was available. There was nothing on the body that showed as an opening for a mouth, but the growling sounds were definitely coming from it.

Jason's mind began to crash in on itself at the sight of the monster rising above him. He tried to scream around the tentacle in his mouth, but it was muffled and weak from the rape he was receiving. He closed his eyes, believing that this was nothing but the worst nightmare of his entire life. If he just closed them tight enough, it would go away.

The second his eyelids closed, the sight of the monstrosity was everywhere in his mind. Everywhere he could turn his minds eye it was there, surrounding him. It was deep in his mind and Jason could not figure out how to get rid of it. He tried thinking of anything else, but everything turned into it.

First he thought of the succubi that had killed him in the separate traps, but each one turned into a mass of blob like material with thousands of eyes and thousands of tentacles. He finally tried to focus on the original succubus, her arms caressing his skin. He thought about her wings folding around his back, pressing his body against hers. His sex buried inside her tight silken heat.

Jason started to stiffen at this thought, until the succubus mouth pulled off of his and her face was covered with slime. Eyes started to open up all around her face. Her hair became millions of tiny tentacles that stretched out and wrapped around his head. He felt several of them burrow into his ears as several more writhed their way up his nose. Jason tried to scream but the succubus tongue exploded thru her closed lips and drove several feet into his throat.

Jason's eyes shot open at the horror of his true succubus changing into the monster that was raping him and stared at the creature. He began to use the one part of his body that he hadn't used in a long time around the many succubi. Jason began to concentrate and think.

According to the legends he had read on the internet, and many believed true, succubi were demons of a lower class and all of them were commanded by only one demon, Cthulu. The Great Cthulu was said to be the lord of the ninth level of hell and the ruler of all succubi and incubi. Jason had read somewhere on one or more occasions that Cthulu used its tentacles to rape men and women, during which time the human would go mad either with the pleasure, pain or just the sight of the demon.

Jason stared at the demon raping his body and now understood why someone would go mad. It was disgusting beyond any description of what disgusting was. Gross would never be able to describe what it was; and the pain was unbelievable. He pulled his mind away from that train of thought. To keep down that road would drive him crazy.

Jason did his best to focus away from the pain. He already learned he couldn't do anything about the sight of the creature. Instead, he focused his mind on the feelings that were at least pleasurable to his senses. Staring at the demon, he tried to make his thoughts known to it. He was hurting and didn't want the pain anymore, but Cthulu just continued to slide its tentacles into his body.

Jason lay there, remaining as still as best as he could with two long objects probing deeper into his body from above and below. He already felt the one in his throat reach and pass his stomach. The one in his ass must have already moved past his lower bowels and working around the many curves of his intestines. He knew that before long, the two ends would meet and he didn't know what would happen then; but Jason was scared at thought that they may try to pass each other and force their way out the other end.

Another tentacle reached out from Cthulu's body and hovered over Jason's wilted cock. The tip of the tentacle had an indention at the tip of it. Jason thought it looked like it could open, and when he thought that, it did open up, reveling it was a black tube. Slime was dripping from the opening and falling onto his dick, mixing with the slime that was rubbed around in his crotch earlier by the other tentacle before.

Jason watched it lower down to the tiny shrunken dick, buried in his pubic hair. Jason thought for a second it looked like a little worm sticking out of a hole, watching for birds that waited to swoop down and snatch it up; however, this tentacle didn't wait for his dick to come out of the hole. Instead, it placed the new hole in front of his cock's head and started to push itself around it.

A soft slick interior caressed the head as it moved further around the cap of it. As it pushed further around his dick, Jason became excited at the feeling. It felt tighter than the succubi that he had been with so far. There was no real suction from the tube, or even a piston-like motion from it. The tentacle just slid down his dick, engulfing it in tight, smooth, slime covered walls.

Jason arched his back, pushing his dick deep into the enveloping caress of the cock-swallowing tentacle. When he brought his hips back down, pain coursed thru his lower back as he ended up shoving the tentacle in his ass further in. He decided not to try that again, and lie still on the bed as the tube enveloped the last two inches of his shaft, surrounding it to the base.

Lying still, Jason felt the tentacles in his mouth and ass continued their journey into his intestines, the other tentacle just sat still onto his dick. Then the one on top began to slide off of him at a very slow pace. The tight walls pulled just slightly on his sensitive organ, causing some suction as it moved and raised Jason's hips to rise off the mattress just a tiny bit. It felt to him like the tightest woman's pussy was slowly rising off his dick. It reached just underneath the head of his dick before it moved back down again, engulfing him.

As it moved down, his hips were pushed back down against the tentacle probing his anal entrance, driving it further. Pain flared against the pleasure the pulling had caused him. Now the slow descent of the tentacle increased little by little as it moved further down his erection. When it reached the base this time, it continued to push further, as if trying to take in more of him, before it glided back up his cock again.

This time, the rising tentacle wasn't so slow as before. It increased its speed as it went and neared the head faster than last time. Again, it had pulled his hips off the bed with the tight suction, so Jason tried to keep them raised when it began to lower onto him again. However, it reached the base faster than he expected it to, and drove him down hard onto the mattress and probing tentacle.

Jason tried to scream again at the pain but it was blocked by the tentacle in his mouth. The tentacle pulled on his dick again, and he tried to keep his hips still and achieved that goal until it began to push back down on him. He could not resist the sexual urge to drive himself up into the grasping tightness of such delicious pleasure.

Driving with force as he would give to any woman riding him, Jason shoved deep into the tentacle. It continued down after his cock was fully sheathed inside it, shoving him down onto the tentacle in his ass. The pleasure and pain below his hips mixed together and nearly brought him to orgasm; but Jason held back.

When the tentacle rose off of him again, the pleasure was more erotic than he thought it would be and he did what came natural. Jason pulled from rising pleasure, shoving the tentacle in his ass further. He felt his hole tearing with the tentacle pushing deeper into him and the pain was nearly unbearable; but the sexual pleasure on his dick nearly blocked the pain in his ass.

Jason continued to pull back and then thrust as the tentacle drove back toward the base of his dick. Then it pushed him back onto the tentacle again, the pain and pleasure being too much for Jason to fight.

His eyelids slammed shut and tears of pain and bliss rolled down the sides of his head. He felt the tentacles in his ass and mouth began to pulse at the openings that they had invaded. Jason felt his cum being pulled out of him as the tentacle on his dick pulled up again, then it felt like it was being shoved back down the hole as it plunged back onto him again.

The tentacles inside his body were pulsing quicker now and Jason felt like he was fuller now than he had ever felt in his entire life. He figured that the two tentacles must have finally met in the middle and were now trying to push past each other. His body tensed every muscle in his body as his orgasm was brought to a shuddering climax, but the tentacle kept riding up and down his shaft, keeping him hard and cumming.

Jason felt his stomach cinch as he noticed the tentacle in his mouth pulling out. It also felt like he was taking the longest and hardest shit in his life as the other tentacle retracted itself, too. His stomach felt completely empty when the tip of the tentacle passed it on the way back up, but it was suddenly full again from something else. Then his stomach began to squeeze like he was throwing up as the tentacle pulled quickly out of his esophagus.

Suddenly, whatever was trying to spew forth from his stomach reached the tip of the tentacle after it passed the back of his throat and had no other way to exit his body. Jason felt the rush of stomach acid and some other fluid burn thru his nose and around the tentacle. He opened his eyes at the explosion from his mouth and nose and saw the blackish substance spew forth from his orifices.

He felt the other tentacle expel itself from his anal opening with another gush of the same demon cum. The immediate release of the pain from the two invasions, even with him vomiting, Jason started another orgasm and came harder than before. The tentacle on his dick slammed home one last time and then pulled completely off of his dick.

Jason saw a black geyser of his own cum shooting high into the air as he came. Each shot went higher than the last and gave him a feeling of the greatest pleasure he thought he had ever felt before. Finally the orgasm reached its crescendo and the bliss crashed into his mind with such force, Jason passed out.

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Jason woke up in bed. He was covered up to the neck with the sheet and blanket. He was lying on his right side, facing the wall; at least he would be, if it wasn't for the woman that was blocking his view. He instantly recognized the succubus he had called forth from Hell to begin with.

"Are you here with me now?" he asked her, smiling at the thought of having her by his side again. All the horrors of his last encounter in the room quickly moved away at the pleasure of feeling her hand caressing his cheek.

"No, master," she said, moving forward, causing the covers to move over his skin. "You are now here with me."

Jason's face took on a confused look and he looked over her shoulder. Her wing lifted off him, but he didn't take notice that it was the wing instead of a blanket that was covering him. Rising up further from the bed, he stared at the wall; he saw several things that were missing.

There was no hole in the wall. The spider's web wasn't there either. Even the doorway to the restroom was missing. The wall was solid with a couple of large portraits hanging on it. He sat up further on the bed and looked all around the room. Everything was different from the hotel room from Hell he was in.

"Where are we?" he asked the succubus, looking down at her.

She had rolled over on her back, folding her wing back underneath her. Her hair gave a black halo around her head. Her eyes looked black with red sparkles around the inside of it. She stared at him with a lusty look, tempting him with her hunger. One hand was rubbing along both of her breast while the other was caressing its way down her stomach to her pussy.

Jason looked at her beautiful body, and desired to give into her tempting body. After what seemed an eternity in the other room, he was very nervous and scared of his new surroundings.

"Please, tell me where I am," he begged her. "I don't think I can take another attack from Cthulu. Is this another challenge or training area?"

Rising up off the bed, her body still exuding lust with its glowing skin, she looked Jason directly in his eyes.

"Master, you have already been trained and passed my master's caress," she said. She reached up her hand and placed it on his cheek again. "You are back in your world again, and in control of what is to come. The training was to prepare you for what is to happen here now, and show you what you did not understand before.

"You see," she continued, leaning in and kissing him as chaste as a succubus could on the lips, "we succubi have many talents that you don't seem to understand yet, but I think you do now."

She pressed her body into his, her hands pushing him back down onto the mattress. As he laid further back on the bed, he felt her straddle his hips. She kept her body against his, her hands sliding up his chest, over his shoulders, around his neck and pulling him into a deeper, passionate kiss. Jason's hands slid up the side of her body and pulled her tighter against him.

She broke the kiss, moaning as his hands stroked her back, behind her wings, around the wing joints and down her lower back to her ass. He kissed her cheek and chin, tasting her skin as much as he could. She moved her mouth to his hear and breathed into is as they ground against each other, still without any penetration.

"We succubi are creatures of pleasure for men, as you can guess right now," she sighed into his hear. Her breath was like a furnace as her tongue licked around the rim of it. "We live by the sex that we can get from men, especially those that are so willing to give it to us."

With those last words, she quickly rose up, her tail wrapped around his erect shaft and lifted it to her pussy, and she lowered herself onto him. Jason first groaned at the loss of her body against his, and then yelped with surprise at the sudden touch of the tail. He had forgotten she had one. Then he growled with great pleasure, sucking in a hard breath, as she swallowed his cock into her boiling silk-like pussy. Her muscles massaged him as she sank slowly on him, pulling him in deeper.

"Oh, yes, that's how we feed," she said, moaning with the meal that she was getting. "To make sure we get our sustenance, we go into men's minds and invade their dreams."

Her hips slid up to just barely holding the head of his dick inside her; then she slid back down again at an agonizingly slow speed. Jason nearly screamed at the slow pace, wanting her to go faster, to fuck his brains out.

"Mmm...the feeding is just as good for us as it is our pray," she moaned into his ear again, her tongue now sliding into his ear a little way before pulling back out again. "And, after seeing his dream woman, we take over the dreams."

She gave Jason's earlobe a hard nibble, nearly piercing it, and then pushed on his chest with her hands. She rose up, sitting on his hips, her hands pressing him hard into the bed. She pushed her hips forward and backward, letting his dick glide in and out of her along the bottom of her pussy. Jason stared up at her, seeing her wings spread out at her sides, like they were absorbing the sexual energy that he was releasing.

"Ooohh...and with a good lover, we can feed for as long as he will live a natural life, master," she moaned, slowly picking up speed. "But we know no limits as to what men want for a woman. We can be anything they desire."

As Jason watched the succubus riding him, her form seemed to grow hazy for only a split second then she was riding him again; but the succubus no longer had wings. Her body was extremely pale. Her hair was light brown, and her body was still perfect in his eyes. Her hands were still pressing him into the bed, but the fingernails were now longer, almost talons. Looking at her eyes, Jason shuddered but didn't lose his erection.

A rigid forehead and brow was over her narrow glowing red eyes. Her lips were open and a set of the cruelest fangs saw waiting for a moment to strike and rip open his throat.

"We can be vampires," she said.

Her body shimmered again, and the creature riding him now could only be described as angelic. She had wings again, made of the whitest feathers. Her hair was golden, not blonde, but seemed to actually look like it was gold. A glow of white light was coming off of her body as she continued to rock back and forth on his hips.

"We can appear to be angels, even," she said, before starting to shimmer again.

The woman now riding his entrapped dick looked like she was wearing a latex body suit. His hands reached up to touch the smooth surface and the surface was more pliant than what he expected. He slid his hands up her smooth skin and put his hands on her breast, giving them a hard squeeze. His fingers sank into the suit as if he was squeezing a stress ball. The woman moaned at the pressure and began to ride him faster and harder than before. Her completely bald smooth head shook at the pleasure that his hands were apparently giving her.

"We can be made completely out of any material, such as latex, inside and out," she moaned. Jason saw that the inside of her mouth, while she was talking was completely dark like the latex. Even her pussy's walls felt like it was made of the same material. Then she began to change form again.

Jason thought the shimmering was taking a long time when he suddenly figured that she had already changed. The thing that was on top of him now was almost like a sculpture of the succubus, but sculpted out of some kind of cloudy gelatin substance. The goo-girl continued to rock on his hips, and his dick was still being massaged at an unbelievable feeling, too. The creature's hands were pressed onto his chest but seemed to spread across it, covering him in the slimy substance.




Lustful Summoning Ch. 13



"We can even be a meliae," she bubbled through her glistening liquid lips. "Don't worry, lover, it's also called a goo-girl or slime-girl. We'll make sure these meals are devoured in a plastic coated room."

The slime of her legs moved around his thighs, her lower body began to melt, coating his hips and stomach. Jason felt the warmth of the jelly girl on him wrapping around his body. She lowered her body on top of his and her jell-o mouth pressed against his. Her tongue pressed between his lips, sliding between them and into his mouth. He tasted what he thought was cherry Jell-O in his mouth as he opened up to the kiss.

As her body molded around his, he could feel his entire body being engulfed by hers, covering him completely. His arms were back at his sides as the slime now covered him from the bottom of his chin to the tips of his toes. His entire body felt like it was being fucked and sucked by millions of pussies, bringing him to the verge of cumming.

Jason closed his eyes tight to try and focus on keeping the orgasm at bay for just a moment longer. He never saw the succubus change and didn't open his eyes again until he felt the pressure on both sides of the bed.

When he opened his eyes, he saw he was no longer sucking on the tongue of the cherry jell-o girl, but what looked like a giant clit. Pulling his mouth away from it, he looked up the body and saw a giant hand reaching down toward him. His body, from just below his shoulders and down, were buried inside a giant hot, wet pussy, that was gripping his body with a nearing orgasm.

"Oh, yes...this is the greatest pleasure," moaned the succubus, her hand now reaching Jason's head. Her finger pressed at the top of it, pushing him further into her gripping pussy. "Being a giant and devouring a man through the pussy and taking his seed are the best. We can forever suck a man into this trap and keep him cumming for the longest time."

When Jason's head nearly past the engorged lips, his feet hit the back wall of the pussy. He tried to wiggle free of the gripping walls, but each movement caused shivers in the succubus and her pussy started to pull him in further with its massaging muscles. Jason exploded his orgasm just as his head entered her pussy. He thought he was going to drown in her pussy juice as she came with him; but he didn't care. It was just like the hotel room with the other succubi. The pleasure was just too much to care about dying.

The moisture was suddenly gone and the full body pressure of the hot pussy walls was gone again. Jason opened his eyes to find himself lying on his back, his arms at his sides, and the succubus' wings were wrapped tight around his body. Her pussy still gripped his dick and milked it for the last drops of cum that it could get out of him.

Jason relaxed in the grip of his demonic goddess and let her drain the last of his fluids.

"Now that you understand what we can do, I need you to understand why you need to know this," she said, pulling her wings from around his body and rising up off his shrinking cock. "With your help, and the money of our slaves, we will start a ranch that will grant pleasure to all, promising whatever pleasure that they desire, no matter what it may be.

"During your training, we have traveled to the state of Nevada. Now that you are back, we need your help to negotiate the purchase for the property we shall open this ranch on. There, every man and woman shall enjoy their greatest desire, and return to us whenever they need that desire filled again.

"Some men will leave their wives for us, or bring their wives to us so she can be taught how to please their husband. With these women, we will be able to increase our numbers. With the women that come here on their own, we will transform them, as well. 

"You, Master, will become very rich, powerful and never go without the pleasure of a woman again in your life. When you have thought about it, tell me what you have to say."

During her speech, Jason just lie there, watching her as she climbed off the bed, stood at the side of it, her wings wrapping around her body like a cloak. He noticed the succubus that was the nurse at the hospital before enter the room, radiating sexual need with every part of her body. Her walk exuded lust, her eyes screamed unnatural hunger and when the succubus got to the part about never going without pleasures from women, the nurse and succubus embraced and began to give a great lesbian show for Jason.

"I've only got one thing to say to your offer...

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"Welcome to Succubus Ranch. Every pleasure that you can possibly dream up, we will make it a reality for you. How can my women please you, sir and ma'am?" Jason asked as the couple walked thru the doors into his parlor.

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To my readers,

Here is your real chance to make me write something you really want to read about. Like giant women? Want to see a man being trapped in a spider's web again? How about a vampiress sucking a man dry? I'm even learning more about the goo-girl species of erotic fiction. Want something else? Remember, Succubus Ranch will grant any desire you wish to become reality (at least in story form). I won't do under-age stories, though. I do have some scruples and morals left in my life that I won't cross. Just remember, though, Succubus Ranch runs on the imagination of others, not just "Jason." So, send me feedback and let me know what you want to read about.

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