Right, well, I've come as a representative for the Historical Preservation Society. I was hoping we could talk about the house." She smiled, walking away from him, her ass swaying back and forth dramatically with each step."I don't remember you from the website," he told her, following close behind. He couldn't help but stare at the numerous buckles that were on her boots. Ordinarily, they were for show and a zipper could be seen on the back, but that didn't seem to be the case here."What website?" She smirked, tossing her hair over her shoulder. "Oh, right. For the Society. I'm on there. I'm the Head of Community Outreach. I take care of potential problems with new acquisitions, that kind of thing.""Look, I don't know how to tell you this, but the house isn't for sale.""Oh? Why not?" Lily crossed her arms, pressing her breasts upward. She threw her shoulders back, pushing them forward even more."Doesn't matter. I'm not selling." Mike shook his head. "I told those other two the s
She appeared before him, a shimmering image covered in light. Naia placed her lips to his, breathing life into his lungs and pulling out what he had inhaled. Mike threw his arms around her, refusing to let go. Naia lifted him above the water, holding him tightly against her naked body. The last trickle of water left him, and Mike took in a deep breath of air."Naia!" He crushed her in his arms, afraid that if he let go, she would disappear. She held him back, ignoring the tears that ran down his cheeks."I'm sorry I scared you," she told him, stroking his hair. "It wasn't up to me, I promise.""What happened?" Mike asked. "It was like I went back in time, and nobody could remember anything, and everybody was gone.""Well, not anymore." Naia smiled, placing a kiss on his forehead. "It was the Geas again. Something happened to the house, and the Geas is responsible. It erased everything to protect us, but you broke the spell.""Wait, so everything is back to normal?" Mike asked."It wil
"This is the Dreamscape. You can think of it like astral projection. Right now, it's your soul versus mine. Nobody in or out until we do this the hard way." Lily smiled, licking her lips. "You see, I just need your cum to complete the transaction. I was hoping to get you off in your sleep, swallowing your seed and your life force with it. The fact that you broke free though, that makes you special." Lily grabbed a handful of her bountiful breasts, jiggling them in her hands. "Do you like what you see?""No." It was a lie, but Mike's life was on the line. Lily was, in fact, very pretty. "You aren't going to get away with this, the others will come eventually.""That's the beauty of the Dreamscape, Time flow differently here, as fast or a slow as I want. You've been asleep just over an hour, but it felt like days for you, didn't it?" Lilly circled the bed, the room tilting away from her as she moved. Mike swore to himself, fighting to keep a grip on the bed."So what, you're going to kil
Lily smiled, stroking her tail. "Form follows function. Devils use their tails to stab and destroy, I use mine to feed. Well, and for other things." The tail whipped around her waist, wrapping around both thighs before protruding between her legs like an erect penis. "I'm not very picky about my meals," Lily said, smiling as she stroked the shaft of her tail. "It's ribbed for her pleasure, after all.""Holy fucking shit," Mike whispered to himself."So, what do you think?" Lily stroked her tail. "Fancy a go?""Er, not my thing.""Figured. And that's where we have a problem." Lily's tail unwound, relaxing behind her. "I tried everything I could. I was direct. I played coy. I even pretended to be that Nymph you love so much. And still, not a peep. Do you have problems or something?""As a matter of fact, I do." Mike thought of his mother, her voice chasing him through the house. He had wondered why she was so prevalent in his thoughts, appearing constantly throughout the day. She alway
Despite being told by Lily that it was just the two of them, after over a week of solitude, his mother was close to physically manifesting. The danger of any dream was that it could go rogue, and after three days of trying to find a way to wake himself up, a broken portion of his mind had decided this was the best course of action.He tried swimming away, but the ocean of water simply generated twenty foot waves which dumped him back in the yard. The house and its furniture were useless. He even tried killing himself to wake up, but sharp objects couldn't pierce his skin, and apparently he could breath underwater. Even though it was his Dreamscape, clearly Lily had control over what he was allowed to do.He debated building a trap to summon her back, but realized that he knew absolutely nothing about succubi. Would a stake through the heart do it? Could he trick her into a bargain that he could later break?If nothing else, time was on his side. He tried keeping notes to himself, but
That's right. If I have three orgasms before you do, starting now, you win. You get my soul. If you have three orgasms before I do, starting now, you belong to me. We have to give each other opportunities to get each other off-free use of each other's bodies as long as it is sex related. It's just my soul versus your, well, equivalent. Fair?" Mike stuck out his hand, trying to keep it steady. He had no idea what he was getting into, but he had to try."Deal." Lily took it, and thunder rumbled in the distance. Her lips formed a crooked grin. "Starting now." She yanked on Mike's arm, pulling him against her chest. Her arms tightened around him, her mouth finding his. Her lips were soft and full, and her tongue slid along his. She tasted just like cinnamon, her wings reappearing behind her. Mike slid his arms to her lower back, bumping into the base of her tail."That thing freaks me out a little," Mike admitted, breaking away."Pshh. Deal with it." Lily pushed him on his back. He landed
SORRY FOR THIS SHORT CHAPTER... I WILL EXTEND THE NEXT CHAPTER MORE..THANKS FOR Y'ALL UNDERSTANDING.."I don't... I can't..." Mike gasped, feeling the tail move gently in and out."You can, you will, and you'll like it." Lily looked back at him, all signs of her impending orgasm gone. "Anal beads were designed after succubi tails, after all. And you're the one who started with the butt stuff. This, however, will feel a whole lot better than a finger." Her tail pushed forward, in turn driving Mike's cock deeper inside of her."Oh shit!" Mike pulled out of Lily, backing into her tail, which slid further into his ass. Moving forward to relieve the pressure put him back inside of her, where her inner mouth licked his urethra, sucking on the head of his penis.Unable to help himself, Mike grabbed onto her hips, thrusting his own back and forth, the sensation in his ass competing with the one from his dick. Pushing into the succubus triggered the start of his orgasm, but pushing back put a
Lily sipped at her cocktail, smiling at the ocean waves that crashed into the shore, scattering sand along its edges. Technicolor crabs that looked like they had been drawn by a toddler scurried in every direction, a remnant of a childhood memory seeking shelter from the crushing surf. While the drink was good, Lily was a little sad that it had no bite to it — it was impossible to get truly drunk from a dream."Hey!" Lily held up her drink. One of her beach minions ran forward to refill it. Truth be told, while she couldn't get drunk, she also couldn't get full. She would drink until the stars came out, and then watch them wander in random directions across the sky until day broke again. She was content to wait the contest out, more than happy to live in the simulated time of Mike's mind."You ...How long have we been sitting here?" She turned to the minion closest to her, the remnants of a soul she had consumed once upon a time, long ago. She had forgotten who he was, and so had he.
The seizures are growing more frequent and getting worse. I have headaches and I'm so tired all time. All I want to do is sleep. My short-term memory doesn't work so well nowadays so I had to go back and watch what I had recorded."So, I wanted you and I didn't want to hurt you, but I did hurt you. That day in the coffee shop you were incredibly brave in trying to tell me how you felt. In my panic I lashed out and I'm afraid I may have permanently damaged our relationship. The next several weeks were especially bad for seizures and tremors. I ignored your calls and texts because I couldn't think coherently and I didn't want you to see me like that."When I felt better I went to the computing center, saw the pain etched on your face and I knew I had finally succeeded in driving you away. I couldn't let you go, though, and I had to have you one last time. Maybe a more accurate way to say it would be 'one first time.' Despite all my blunt talk about sex I was no more experienced than you
That was the question I was dreading most. I didn't want to lie to Nico but I didn't want to tell the truth, either. At least, not the whole truth. "It went pretty well. She seemed happy when I left." Nico nodded thoughtfully. Finally I asked, "Do you want to hear about it?"She shook her head. "No, I don't think so." She frowned at the floor. "You really want to quit?""This whole thing has grown out of control. I can't do it anymore. It's not what I want."Nico nodded but didn't argue with me like I had expected. "I guess that's that." She grew quiet, as if having an internal debate, before she asked, "How long is your break?""At least another ten minutes. Why?""I was thinking we could have one last time together before the school year ended. What do you say?"I thought of Kelly and my immediate thought was, no. But then I realized that for the first time Nico was asking me, not telling me, and I glimpsed a hint of pleading in her eyes so I relented. "Okay. What do you want to do?
Nico punished me by not returning my calls and texts for almost a week. When she did finally contact me she made no mention of what I had said. Instead, she had set me up with another client for the following Saturday. Nico also told me she wouldn't be there as she had to go home for the weekend. I took it to mean she was still mad. The lead weight in my stomach grew heavier and sank lower. I wasn't interested in seeing a client but I really didn't have a choice. Nico expected me to go and, of course, I always did what she said.Promptly at nine, I put my game face on and knocked on the door of an off-campus apartment on the south side of town. The client, Kelly, had wavy, shoulder-length strawberry-blond hair, a round face, and large blue eyes. Grey sweatpants and a hooded sweatshirt masked the shape of her body. All I knew was that she was only a few inches shorter than me. Kelly smiled nervously, biting her lower lip, as she invited me in. I kicked off my shoes and followed her dow
We had a few more clients in January and February and by early March we were averaging almost one a week. Each girl was different and each girl was special in their own way. My favorites were the introverts like Sara who couldn't speak in an audible voice or look me in the eye but once we were alone transformed into a feral ball of lust. These encounters were exciting, unpredictable, terrifying, and draining. Their energy and enthusiasm was always matched and sometimes exceeded by Nico, as if she was somehow competing against them.Only once did I back out and that was because the girl was falling down drunk when we showed up at her place. Three days later we met again and everything worked out great. By late March I had been with more girls than any guy I knew. Nico's plan was working just like she planned: The girls were happy, I was meeting new people, and Nico and I both enjoyed what we had termed 'the debriefing.' The only problem was that although I enjoyed being with these girl
Sometime later I dreamed Nico was straddling me, facing away. She was rubbing the tip of my cock slowly back and forth along her slit until it slid slowly inside. Her hips moved slowly up and down, soft grunts punctuating every downward stroke. In my dream I was immobile, unable to use my hands to clutch at her flesh. I'm not sure if I wanted to stop her in order to protect her or to help her body move against mine. Nico leaned forward and raised her hips until just the tip of my cock remained inside her. Her body bounced lightly in short strokes, her cunt gripping the ridge of my head. Wave after wave of pleasure flooded my body.I awoke to find my tongue buried in her cunt and my cock buried in her mouth. Her body shuddered above me, driving her sex hard against my mouth. I came long and hard, my fingers digging into her buttocks. Moments later she came, my seed spilling from her mouth as she cried out, pooling on my stomach. Her body slipped off mine and we slept again.In the grey
Her hips ground against me in short, sharp, rapid thrusts, the intense friction building to a breaking point. My body trembled and tensed and I grunted with every thrust. Sudden warmth flooded my crotch as I came. Nico drove on, trying in vain to reach orgasm but eventually slowing to a stop as I softened under her.She stood up and fingered the wet spot on her jeans, satisfied. "I'm going back to my room to masturbate. Maybe this time I'll get my whole fist in. I'll see you Saturday night." Before I could say goodnight she was gone. I spent the next hour touching things on my desk to ensure Nico's safety.By the weekend I was a nervous wreck and could hardly keep any food down. The anxiety of meeting someone new and the pressure I felt to perform were wreaking havoc on my body. On Saturday evening Nico found me curled up on my bed. She stroked my head and slowly coaxed me first to a sitting, then to a standing position until she had me walking out the door. We held hands all the way
One Saturday night I was working a shift at the central campus computing lab. A handful of students were well spread out in the lab, making for a rather dull night. That's the way I liked it as I could get my homework done and get paid for it. My coworker and I sat in the Pit, an ironic name for the raised circular workspace overlooking the lab. The Pit was also a convenient barrier between me and the students. Nico walked up and leaned over the counter at me. "How late you working tonight?" she asked in a hushed tone. The purple streak in her hair was now bright green. I wondered briefly if her pubic hair matched."Until 2AM. Sorry."She frowned and looked around the mostly empty lab before asking, "How many of them do you think are watching porn right now and mentally frigging themselves?" I shot a look at my coworker but he had headphones on and was engrossed in a movie. I moved away from him and Nico followed along the outer perimeter. "There aren't that many people here but I bet
Nico, you have to get back before curfew," I said softly. She mumbled an acknowledgement and pulled me into bed, her buttocks pressing up against my growing erection. We lay there for several minutes, me lightly stroking her hair. At last she rose from the bed and dressed.She looked me steadily in the eye. "I can't have a boyfriend.""I know," I said. "Come on, I'll walk you back to your dorm."This time, I remembered to get her phone number.The next evening we were sitting in a booth at a busy coffee shop. Alternative music played overhead as students studied and writers pretended to write the great American novel on their laptops. I'm not the type to go out in public but Nico had succeeded in dragging me out of my room. I surreptitiously tapped the handle of my mug the correct number of times before I drank. Nico took a sip of her coffee and carefully set it down."How come you don't have a girlfriend?"The question caught me off guard. I thought for a minute then shrugged. It cou
When I came to my senses Nico had me by my hair and was twisting my head painfully to the side. Tremors rolled through her body and she looked down at me triumphantly. Her face was flush and sweat beaded on her forehead. With a crooked smile she pushed me away playfully in an odd display of affection. I wiped my face with my shirt and realized my erection was back.Nico looked at the clock and bolted from the bed. "Shit! My curfew is in ten minutes!"I couldn't believe my ears. "You live in Mother Mary?" I teased. She shot me a dangerous look as she smoothed down her skirt. To make up for the slight I offered to walk her back.We hustled across campus to Mary Hall, the lone all-women dorm on campus. Also known as Mother Mary, the Nunnery, or, more crudely, the Virgin Vault, it was the only dorm that had a curfew. A favorite of over-protective parents to guard their daughters against all the evils of college life, it was also the only dorm with a waiting list. We got to the front doors