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Authors: M.E. Hydra
A Succubus For Christmas (2 page)
“Feed me your seed master, so I may stay longer on this earth to give you pleasure.” Her eyes were closed in bliss as her whole body moved against his like a wave.
He was deep within her and he felt her strong vaginal muscles try to suck his cock deeper still. The sensation was incredible. Ennis felt he was losing control of his body as the mounting orgasm built up higher and higher.
“Yes, come in me master. Feed me your seed.” Her vaginal walls gripped him tighter, holding him deep inside her.
Ennis groaned as the dam shattered and the orgasm crashed over him like a tidal wave. He spurted jet after jet of hot cum into the hungry suction of her pussy and his whole body shuddered with the force of the release. Beneath him the succubus thrashed and bucked like a wild thing, her eyes shut tight as she cried out in ecstasy.
Completely spent and exhausted, Ennis collapsed on her body.
He'd never ever felt an orgasm as powerful as that before, or even thought one could exist.
“Mmm, master tastes delicious,” his succubus murmured contently in his ear. Within her pussy he felt her muscles gently coax the last strands of semen from his softening cock.
They lay together for a while, waiting as their bodies cooled down and their jangling nerves returned to proper working order.
“That. Was. Incredible,” Ennis said, still breathing in gasps.
“Is master pleased?” his succubus asked. Her elfin face looked delicate and vulnerable.
“Yes, master is very pleased,” Ennis said, kissing her on her soft lips.
His succubus gave a happy giggle and kissed him passionately. She rolled him over onto his back and sat on his stomach. Her pitch-black eyes stared deep into his.
“I will return to bring you greater pleasures master.”
She blew him a kiss and he felt her warm, perfumed breath cover his face. He closed his eyes and let his nose draw in the gentle aroma. When he opened them his succubus was gone, leaving only the fragrant scent of her body behind as a reminder.
Ennis lay back and basked in the aftermath of pure orgiastic bliss. That had been incredible. No wonder Moore had been so obsessed with trying to summon one. And she'd promised him greater pleasures to come…
Ennis couldn't wait.
He looked over at the tablet sitting on the shelf. Garth and Denise couldn't have known it, but they'd given him the best present in the world.
* * * *
“You look like crap,” Ennis said when Garth came over with the drinks. “Too many beers last night?”
His friend looked pale and dark rings surrounded his eyes.
“Must have been,” Garth replied. “I don't remember drinking that many, but I woke up this morning with the worst fucking hangover ever. My head's still splitting now. That's why I'm drinking this fucking pussy's drink,” he said, holding up a bottle of J2O.
“Gar off his beer. You must be sick,” Ennis said.
“Reckon I must have been given a dodgy pint somewhere. I bet it's that bastard at The Hook. He never cleans the bloody pipes properly. Anyway you're looking fairly pleased with yourself. Did you find yourself a nubile young waif to keep you company last night.”
Ennis smiled.
“No, don't tell me that stupid thing we got you actually works.”
Ennis laughed.
“Have you been spending all night dreaming hot demon sex? Come on, enquiring minds would like to know.”
“Not unless Liv Tyler has been claimed by the devil,” Ennis laughed.
Later, Ennis played his best gig ever. He fucking owned the stage. It was a shame Carey kept screwing up the bass line. Maybe they needed to find a new bass player. Ennis would talk about it with the other guys next rehearsal session. Sometimes you had to make a few sacrifices if you really wanted to make it.
Best of all, he returned home to find his succubus waiting for him on the bed. He was so amped from the gig he fucked her until the early hours of the morning.
* * * *
“Top gig last night,” Garth said when they met up in the pub. “You played like a demon.”
“Just got inspired I guess,” Ennis said. His mind was elsewhere, remembering the soft breath of his succubus as she'd blown in his ear after he'd come for a third time.
“You feeling all right?” Ennis asked. “You don't look so good.”
“Just tired,” Garth replied. “Didn't sleep too well last night.”
That night his succubus squealed in delight as Ennis bent her over the bed and did her doggy style.
* * * *
Ennis didn't get out of the house at all on Tuesday. His succubus was waiting for him behind the bathroom door. Giggling, she pulled him into the shower and they stayed there until the whole bathroom floor was completely covered in a layer of water.
* * * *
“Where's Garth?” Ennis asked when he went out with the gang on Wednesday night.
“Not feeling too good,” Denise said. “We think he's picked up one of those bugs going round. He'll be okay in a couple of days.”
Ennis made his excuses and left early that evening. His succubus was waiting for him back home.
* * * *
“Jesus Gar! You should be home in fucking bed.”
His friend was barely recognisable from the man who'd dropped off that gift on Christmas Day. His long black hair, normally so carefully maintained, was lank and greasy and streaks of grey had started to appear in it. He looked like he'd been in a fight and picked up two black eyes. His skin had the waxy yellow sheen of someone carrying a serious internal disorder. Ennis guessed he'd lost at least a stone in weight.
“It's your big gig, couldn't miss that,” Garth replied. “Alan told me there was an A&R man from one of the minor labels lurking round.”
“Cheers for the support man. Shame there aren't a few more punters in. We always play better with a bit of crowd atmosphere.”
“You look very happy with yourself anyway. When are we going to see this girl Denise is convinced you've got stashed away?”
They both laughed, but the moment was spoiled when Garth broke down in a coughing fit that just wouldn't quit.
“Is he okay?” Ennis asked Denise as Delano helped Garth to the bathroom. “He's not doing any...uh...drugs or anything?”
Denise flashed him a look of complete venom. “He's your friend, how can you ask that!”
Ennis was again a colossus on the stage. Unfortunately, Brian Jenkins, their lead singer, had decided to get stoned a couple of hours before and completely fucked up his voice with the pot. It wasn't one of their better gigs. Maybe he needed to find a different band.
He played for his succubus that night and she loved it. Right in the middle of a complicated solo she leant down and gave him the most mind-blowing blowjob he'd ever experienced.
* * * *
“It's Gar,” Denise's tearful voice told him on the phone.
Ennis went over to their flat right away.
Denise was crying. “He's just wasting away. We went to the doctors and they couldn't work out what was wrong. They're running tests, but he's just wasting away and I don't know what to do.” She broke down in sobs.
Ennis said nothing, just hugged her.
“I'm sorry,” Denise said, “I just feel so scared and helpless.”
Garth sat in a chair and looked wretched. The grey strands had multiplied in his hair and there were bald patches where some of it had fallen out. His complexion was horrible, a waxy mask of blotchy yellows and reds. He'd easily lost another stone in weight since Ennis had seen him last.
“It's my dreams,” Garth said, turning to fix Ennis with clouded eyes. “I can't remember them fully. There's something there though, something dark and terrible with midnight black wings and eyes that glow like the fires of hell.”
He put a hand on his forehead.
“I'm going mad. Just like Jamie.”
Ennis thought about the tablet and his succubus. But it couldn't be…
Ennis felt better than he'd ever felt before. His body was bursting with vibrant energy. Garth looked like a husk of his former self. The contrast couldn't be greater.
“Don't worry Denise.” Ennis put reassuring hands on the shoulders of the crying girl. “I'm sure the doctors will find an answer.”
* * * *
Ennis was troubled as he returned to his flat.
Surely there couldn't be a connection. Maybe he should ask his succubus.
She was waiting for him in the bedroom. As he entered she jumped up and wrapped her arms and legs around him. She planted hungry kisses on his neck and face as they fell back onto the bed.
“That tablet…”
Ennis started but he didn't finish as she wrapped her soft lips around his and filled his mouth with her warm breath. He forgot what he was going to say as they held each other tight and rolled around on the bed.
She finished up on top and smiled as she broke off the kiss to stare deep into his eyes. It would be easy to lose yourself in those abyssal pools forever, Ennis thought.
Her delicate fingers attacked the buttons of his shirt. She hunched over him and planted soft kisses on the flesh of his chest. She paid special attention to his nipples, gently nipping them with her teeth and flicking them with her tongue.
Ennis lay back with his eyes closed and let her explore his chest with her mouth.
She went lower and he felt her tongue trace little circles on the sensitive skin of his belly. Down, down, her lips and dancing tongue went. He felt her hands on his trousers, undoing the button and pulling them down out of the way. Free of its confines, his erection sprang up into the open air.
His cock wasn't free for long, but the prison it found itself in was far more pleasurable as his succubus sat down and drew the whole length into her slick pussy.
Ennis gasped and closed his eyes in pleasure as he was surrounded by her tight warmth. His succubus smiled down at him and slowly moved her hips up and down. He felt the gentle friction of her vaginal walls moving against his cock. It was heavenly.
An image of Garth's face, wasting and rotting while he was still alive, entered his mind like an unwelcome burglar.
“The tablet, does it only summon you?” he asked.
His succubus paused. “Am I not enough for you?” she asked. “Would you like me to bring a friend next time?” She smiled devilishly.
“No, I mean…yes! Maybe. We'll talk about it.”
Two succubi. Ennis's mind boggled at the possibilities.
His succubus resumed her up and down movements. Ennis pursed his lips and closed his eyes as he felt her intimate flesh gently stroke him.
“I have a friend,” Ennis said, pausing to moan with pleasure. “He's seeing things in his dreams. It's making him ill.”
His succubus paused mid-stroke, her face cryptic.
“There are costs for me being here,” she said.
“Costs?”
He sighed as she descended on him and her vaginal muscles gave his cock a little squeeze.
“Yes. Your seed and the life force of your friend.”
“Garth's life force? What, all of it?” Ennis asked, alarmed.
His succubus nodded and her eyes momentarily flashed red.
She ground her pelvis against his, the thrusting motions getting faster. Ennis looked up at the demon straddling him. He drank in the sight of the perfect body and the way her flame-coloured hair cascaded over her slender shoulders. It was difficult to reconcile this beauty with the monster that was ravaging Garth's dreams.
“He will die soon,” his succubus stated. “There isn't much left for me to take.”
Garth die, that was terrible. Ennis sighed as her long red fingernails raked across his nipples.
“He's my friend, I can't let him die,” Ennis said. “There must be some other way?”
“You're my master, you have the power to dismiss me,” his succubus said, still moving up and down on Ennis's cock. “He will recover, but you will no longer have me.”
She increased the pace of her movements, moaning as her hips slammed against Ennis's.
“And you will no longer be able to experience this.”
Her pussy exploded with her juices. Ennis sighed in bliss as he felt her cream run down and around his cock. She rode him right to the very threshold of release. Then she stopped, almost rising off him completely.
“Will you dismiss me?” she asked. Her vaginal muscles gave the tip of his cock a playful squeeze.
“No,” Ennis croaked, desperate for his cock to be back in her soft warmth.
She sat down on him, her vaginal muscles squeezing his cock all the way. She ground against him, faster than before. He looked up and watched her ripe breasts sway with each pelvic thrust. Her great bat wings, midnight-black he realised with an icy flash of fear, were folded open and extended nearly the width of the room. The air was thick with the heavy scent of her perfume.
He gave a shiver of pleasure as he felt the tip of her tail tickle the flesh between his balls and anus. Once more she rode him right to the point of release before stopping and sliding up off him.
“Will you dismiss me?” she asked again. Her tail, slick with her lubricating juices, wound around his cock and gave it a playful squeeze.
Say yes, for God's sake say yes, some rational part of his mind, not yet lost to her lust, screamed within him.
But he couldn't.
