Feature Write: Unknown
Feature Title: A Frightful Night’s Delight
Story Codes: Succubus, Magic, Supernatural
Uploaded: 29.12.2006
A FRIGHTFUL NIGHT’S DELIGHT – Chapter 1
John walked in the front door of the ugly, but roomy three bedroom house totally exhausted from his day. Flipping on the light, he walked across the living room, made small and crowded by two sofas, two easy chairs, a coffee table, and a TV cabinet which the various room mates had produced from their previous residences when they moved in. John dropped his backpack on one of the chairs and then walked down the hall to his room, turning on the light, shutting the door, and plopping down in his chair to check his email.
That was when the world went dark.
Or, if you prefer that I be a bit less dramatic, when the power went out.
“Great, did Charlie forget to send our checks to the electric company again?” John sighed and began to get up out of his chair.
“No, Charlie didn’t forget this time, I just wanted to have some fun.”
He froze in confusion at the female voice, as an indefinable sense of fear began to grow in the back of his mind.
“Must be Juliet and Kyle playing a joke on me.”
The voice purred in reply: “Pffth, that girl is with Charlie at the beach for the weekend. And Kyle is out of town for that camping trip. It’s just you and me.” John, wanting nothing more than to bolt for the door, found his body being pushed back into the chair by invisible hands. Invisible hands which traced their way down his torso and found his belt, undoing the buckle, followed by the button and zipper as he sat there, too stunned to react. His pants and underwear were yanked down as if of their own volition, and before he realized what was happening his soft penis was taken into an invisible, but very warm and wet mouth, and under the confident ministrations of his unseen attacker, quickly rose to the occasion.
“I see that you find the situation agreeable,” cooed the voice, now localized between his legs.
“Now wait just a min-” John’s voice of dissent was brought to a sudden silence as that same warm, wet mouth, with it’s skillful tongue enclosed his shaft again, the tongue working around the head as the mouth applied suction. The rest of whatever he was going to say dissolved into a series of grunts and strained breathing noises as the unseen entity fellated him. The tongue seemed impossibly long, snaking its way around his seven inch penis in a long continuous spiral until it enclosed the entire thing in the unseen mouth. His grunts and gasps began to reach a peak when the tongue and mouth suddenly released him.
“Hey, why did you stop?”
“Oh, NOW you want to play, huh? I’m just getting you warmed up so I can enjoy myself when I take what I need from you. Now lie back and behave, as if you had a choice.”
“Can’t I at least see what you look like?”
“Humph… I guess so, seeing as how I’m going to be using you for my personal pleasure.” With that a small girl with reddish skin and long brown hair materialized at his feet, dressed in a skirt and top made out of the same earth-colored fabric. She wasn’t exactly what you’d call hot, despite her slim, well-toned body, so much as really cute in a sexy way. A small, upturned nose was strategically placed (where else?) above a set of small, pout lips and two blue eyes looking up at him. The lips were cranked up in a crooked grin. “Like what you see?”
“He, you’re rather…” He paused as she quickly flicked her tongue out of her mouth to lick the end of his cock, a full foot away from her face. “… how long is that?”
“More than long enough for you, Johnny.” After she said this, she stuck out her tongue its full length, just around two and a half feet.
“What are you, anyways?”
“I think you humans like to call me a Succubus. I feed off of sexual energy, as well as the product of said energy.”
“What exactly does that mean?”
“Basically, I live to fuck. Take off your shirt.” John obediently did as he was told, and the Succubus pulled his shoes off his feet and removed his pants and briefs. Once again that snakelike tongue shot out and ensnared his penis, pulling it towards her mouth as she leaned forward to accept it deep into her throat. He reached out with his hands to place them on the back of her head when she suddenly bit down on his manhood.”
“FUCKING HELL! What did you do that for?!”
“I fuck you. Not the other way around. Hands off until I tell you to, or else you’ll never fuck anything again. Understand?” He could only nod in reply as he gripped the armrests of his chair tightly while she continued. That tongue, oh that tongue once again cocooned his penis within its grasp, pumping it rhythmically as he gasped and grunted. Part of the tongue un coiled itself from his penis as she leaned farther forward to take more of it in her throat, the remaining portion of her tongue sliding itself down to his base while the rest slipped out of her mouth and slid it’s way down… down to…
“Hey! What do you think you’re UGHHH… ? Stop… OHH… GHHH… That’s my… aahhh…” Her tongue probed confidently around the entrance to his ass, even as the base of it was still coiled around and sliding up and down it in her mouth. After a minute or two, the slippery tongue squeezed it’s way past his defenses into the cavity of his anus, wriggling around inside as his head exploded in pleasure and his cock erupted forth, spraying his seed down her throat while she moaned contentedly and he cried in mind-numbing pleasure. She withdrew her tongue from his anus and pulled his spent cock from her mouth. As he began to pass out, he saw her quickly climb up into his lap and wrap her arms around his neck, staring him in the eyes. The last thing he saw before losing consciousness was her eyes as she said “This house… and its inhabitants… are mine.”
That was when the world went dark.
A FRIGHTFUL NIGHT’S DELIGHT – Chapter 2
John woke up, lying on his back on his bed totally naked. He struggled to remember how he had gotten there, and why he was naked, when he felt that tongue again.
“Rise and shine, Slave. Are you ready to pleasure me?” The Succubus appeared between his legs, her long tongue whipping out to tug on his hardening penis. Once she had it at attention, she crawled her way up to him, dragging her soft, firm body and it’s coverings up his body, teasing him. She finally straddled his torso as she looked into his eyes, mere inches away from his face. When an answer wasn’t forthcoming from him, she caught his upper lip between her own lips, tugging on it insistently until he responded in kind, the kiss increasing in intensity until her snake of a tongue coiled itself around his own tongue, tugging on it insistently before exploring the back of his throat, causing him to gag. She pulled away as he coughed and made retching sounds.
Finally he managed to speak.
“Who are you?”
“Didn’t we cover this? I’m a succubus. But you can call me Minara if you must have a name.”
“What do you want from me?”
“What I want from you, and the people you live with, is your sexual essence. Easiest way to get it is to fuck it out of you, of course. I can take a little at a time, and let you recharge to give me more, or I can take it all at once.”
“What… what happens if you take it all at once?”
“Then I dispose of your lifeless husk and find another host.”
“Ahh. What if I refuse?”
“You really can’t.”
With that, she reached down with one hand and gripping his cock, sank down onto it with her tight, hot pussy. The strong muscles within gripped his penis with tremendous force, pulsating along it, as if it were trying to suck him in further. As he was about to cum, the mouth of her vagina put a death grip on the base of his cock, stopping him from releasing. John moaned in protest and shot his hands out towards her hips, only to have them caught in her own strong grip.
“What did I say about who fucks who? Just relax and enjoy the ride.” With that she began to twist and gyrate her hips around on his cock, her pussy massaging his cock as it was trapped inside. She reached down and pulled off her top, revealing small, well rounded breasts that perked up with dark brown nipples. “Now do something useful and suck on these for me, would you?” She leaned forward to offer a nipple for John’s consumption, and he went to work on it, licking it, nibbling it, and suckling it as she saw fit. She would switch nipples every few minutes as she continued to hump gently on his shaft.
His hands grabbed fistfuls of the bed sheets as he neared his climax once again. This time, she didn’t stop him from his release, instead jerking herself upright and humping madly as she cried out in her orgasm with him, their animal cries filing the darkness of the room around them.
However, she wasn’t done this time; she climbed off him, releasing his softening penis from her love trap and lowering herself between his legs. She didn’t bother to clean off his penis, there was no need, as her vagina had sucked every last drop of juice right off it as she dismounted. Instead she kissed and tongued at his perineum, inciting a moan from her slave. Before he knew what she was doing, Minara snaked her tongue into the now relaxed opening of his asshole and pushed deep inside as he cried out and moaned in surprise and uncomfortable pleasure.
It was like nothing he had ever felt before, as a foot of her long oral appendage fucked in and out of his asshole, and he just grunted and moaned in response. The tip of her tongue found his prostate gland and began to massage it firmly, causing his moans and groans to become far deeper and relaxed. John found that every time he tried to rise up to move or see what was happening, an invisible, intangible force kept him lying on his back. All he could do was lie there and moan helplessly as his body beaded with sweat and his half-hard penis oozed a steady stream of pre-cum.
Though she couldn’t have talked with her tongue indisposed as it was, he could still hear her voice in his head.
“Do you like this? Do you like getting your asshole fucked over and over again, helpless to resist? Do you want release? Beg me for release, and tell me how much you enjoy getting fucked.”
“Ughhh… I… I love this… please… let me… oooahhhhh…”
With that, she took his cock in her hand and stroked it gently, covering it in the oozy pre-cum as it stiffened quickly in her hand. Once it had risen to its full stature, she stroked it quickly and vigorously, all the while fucking him over and over again with her tongue. Out in the hall, the sound of the front door opening and closing could be heard. John no longer cared, he only wanted his climax and release from this delicious torture.
Juliet walked slowly down the hall to the open door to John’s room, drawn by the load and desperate moans coming from within. What she saw was quite possibly the most arousing and shocking thing she had ever seen in her life, the small, lithe red-skinned woman with her tongue deeply embedded in John’s ass, using her hand to stroke his cock vigorously as it fired it’s salvo of cum all over his body, Minara’s body, and the bed, as John let loose with an animal roar of passionate release.
Minara withdrew from his ass, leaving him lying on the bed in an incoherent twitchy lump of post-coital bliss.
She sauntered over to Juliet, admiring the petite Hispanic girl’s deep tanned skin, shoulder-length dark brown hair, high-sitting B-cup breasts, and quivering lips.
“Who are y–” Juliet’s question was silenced with a kiss as Minara covered her mouth with hers. As the kiss deepened, Minara pushed her tongue against the back of Julie’s throat, and Julie instinctively obliged as she opened up and deep-throated the tongue as it traveled through her mouth and down her throat. Juliet’s eyes grew wide at the length of the tongue as she felt its passage through her mouth and down her throat. Her pussy was sopping wet with excitement as the strange woman had her way with Juliet, and soaked through her panties and began to drip down her legs. Then the tongue withdrew from her throat as Minara broke the kiss.
“I am your new Mistress, Juliet, and you shall do anything I say, no matter how depraved it is, even if I tell you to fuck James here while your boyfriend sleeps in the next room. Where is Kyle, anyways?”
“H-he dropped me off and headed to the g-grocery store to get f-food for dinner.”
“Very well, we’ll just have to entertain ourselves while we wait.”
A FRIGHTFUL NIGHT’S DELIGHT – Chapter 3
As Minara once again kissed Juliet, the Latin girl found herself being pushed back towards the bed, her rapidly growing arousal quickly overwhelming an unnerving sense of fear in the back of her mind. Razor sharp nails tore Juliete’s blouse to shreds without harming her delicate skin, revealing the black bra which contained her breasts. As she fell backwards onto the bed, she saw John, breathing heavily and his manhood quickly becoming engorged again, propping himself up where he lie to watch the festivities.
Minara dropped to her knees on the floor between Juliet’s outspread legs, and her tongue shot forth under the skirt to get a grip on the matching black panties so they could be removed. As she pulled the panties from Julie’s legs, Minara tossed them to John.
“Something for you to play with until I’m ready for you again.” Minara’s tongue snaked back under Julie’s skirt and proceeded to probe her inner thighs, making its way up towards her entrance. Julie panted uncontrollably, grabbing her breasts through her bra and twisting at the nipples as the invader probed at her outer lips.
“What’s… happening… to me… ouahhh!” Julie’s inquiry was cut short as the toungue-snake decided to make it’s dive into her soaked love tunnel, exploring around inside and feeling for the hard nub that resided on her front wall inside the cavity. Finding what it seeked, the tongue then began to press hard on the bump, causing Julie to buck wildly and scream in animal lust, ripping the cups of her bra down off her breasts, snapping a shoulder strap in the process and causing the other to slide down her right arm.
John just pressed the soaked panties to his face, inhaling deeply of the musky juices of his roommate’s girlfriend as he watched the demon have her way with Juliet. He stroked his cock as he watched a bend in the tongue reach forward to massage her clit, causing Julie to spasm frantically and cry out with guttural, inhuman sounds of lust. One of Minara’s hands roughly pinched and twisted at a nipple, while the other shoved a finger into the girl’s rectum, now lubed by the copious juices dripping down from her vagina. Julie tensed up and let loose one last, throaty scream as her pussy squirted its juices forcefully out into Minara’s face.
Minara removed her tongue and finger from Juliet’s cavities and sat back on her haunches to watch her handiwork as the girl lie their twitching uncontrollably, a string of spittle and drool making its way from the corner of her open mouth to form a wet spot on the bed. Minara signaled for John to come take her place between Juliet’s legs.
“Now you are going to get to fuck Juliet while she lies here helpless. That’s been a fantasy of yours for a while now, hasn’t it? Having your way with this girl while she is powerless to resist? Her boyfriend out running errands and totally unsuspecting of what you are doing to his love? Go on, take your staff and impale her with it, give her the dicking you know you want to give her.”
Needing no more encouragement, he put his head at the opening to Juliet’s twat and pushed himself inside. The narrow passage, filled with juices released during Minara’s work, continued it’s uncontrolled twitching, causing the passage to unexpectedly clamp and release on John’s dick repeatedly while he sank into her until their pelvises met. He slowly withdrew his shaft from her tunnel until only the head remained.
“Well? What are you waiting for, her permission? Fuck the bitch now.” John, obeying his mistress, slammed his cock as hard as he could into Julie’s hot box. She grunted in response, though her staring eyes still showed no sign of conscious thought while her head rolled back and forth with the force of his repeated thrusts. John grunted as he took both of her full breasts in his hands, kneading them and pinching the nipples harshly while his cruise missile busted her bunker again and again.
As this continued, Juliet returned to consciousness, finding, to her horror, her boyfriend’s roommate hunched over her, groping her breasts and hammering his shaft into her again and again. She tried to raise her hands to push him off, but found Minara pinning her arms over her head, leaving her totally defenseless. She cried out in panic.
“NOO!! GET OFF ME! STOP!! PLEASE GET OFF OF ME! GET AWAY!” In response to her pleas, John leaned forward and took one of her nipples into his mouth, biting and sucking on it as he began to thrust harder, his grunts and moans the only other voice in the room. She thrashed desperately to get away, but to no avail. Her cries were muffled as Minara straddled her face, pushing her pussy up against Julie’s nose and pressing her firm ass over Juliet’s mouth. Julie’s nose was flooded with the musky scent of Minara’s demon love box, an uncontrollable tsunami wave of arousal overriding control of Julie’s body. Her legs wrapped themselves around John’s waist, her pelvis thrusting up into his, even as she sobbed uncontrollably with fear at what was happening. Her climax came with John’s as he thrust his invader up into her love box and shot his load deep into her womb.
John pulled his still hard shaft out of Juliet’s vagina and rested on his laurels, catching his breath as he watched Minara lewdly humping Julie’s face and moaning. Juliet could still be heard to be sobbing into Minara’s snatch as her body lie limply. Minara looked at John with a devilish look on her face.
“How bout you put that weapon to good use and give her ass a good fucking? You know she needs it. Don’t you, young lady?” Juliet’s desperate negative response was muffled by the succubus’s crotch and ass being pressed against her face. Minara sighed as the vibrations from Julie’s scream went straight to her crotch.
“Oooh… that felt nice, do that again for me, girl.”
A FRIGHTFUL NIGHT’S DELIGHT – Chapter 4
Just a few hours earlier, John had been wondering what he was going to eat for dinner, and now he was being forced to rape his room mate’s girlfriend! Good grief! How was he going to get himself out of this mess? Charles would be home any minute and John could feel himself beginning to lose control again as that musky scent once again seized control of his mind and body. He looked up to Julie and Minara with a hunger for something other than the culinary in his eyes.
Minara twisted her nipples and gyrated her hips on Julie’s mouth, pressing her clit against the girl’s nose as Juliet cried pitifully. Even as Julie tried to get free, her body was betraying her with its rapidly increasing arousal. It had happened when she had been forced to breathe the demon’s musk, so it must have something to do with-
“EAAAGHHHH NOOOOOOOOOO!!”
Juliete’s train of thought was derailed as John pushed the head of his cock against her sphincter and made his way inside. The tight ring of muscle relaxed against her will as her lust once again took control and her body welcomed her boyfriend’s room mate inside. His seven inch shaft, thicker and less flexible than Minara’s snake-toungue, tunneled its way up her tight anal cavity, which was once again lubed by her vaginal juices and now his semen as they oozed down from her leaking vagina.
Her colon burned with pain as the thick cock roughly thrust in and out, John grunting and groaning as his meat was tightly enveloped inside her rectum, her strong legs resting on his shoulders, ignoring her commands to kick him off of her. He once again reached forward and began pinching and twisting her nipples roughly, watching his Mistress’s ass and back move back and forth as Minara ground her pussy in Julie’s tear-streaked face. Julie had stopped screaming and crying, and was now protesting in a steady cadence, the tone of her voice now matching her lust rather than her emotions.
“No, no, no, nohh God. Please, stop, ohhhhhh, nghhhhh, Ohhhh…”
Minara spun around on Julie’s face, now leaning forward to hold John’s head in her hands and kiss him deeply, her tongue once again coiling around his tongue. Julie’s cadence of protest had lost coherence as she began to loose control completely and begin tonguing and eating out her Mistress’s pussy. Minara broke away from the kiss and looked at John with a mischievous grin. She then bent all the way forward to put her mouth over Julie’s pussy, John’s lower abdomen bouncing off the top of her head as he continued about his work fucking Julie’s ass.
Minara’s tongue once again snaked out of her mouth and went around his penis, dragging across the thrusting shaft as it made its way between his legs towards his asshole. The tongue-snake got behind him, and then shot forward as he pulled back on his out-stroke, the tongue lancing his asshole and quickly making its way up his tailpipe.
John grunted and babbled incoherencies, eyes glazed over as he thrust in and out of Julie’s ass, on every out-stroke himself getting skewered on Minara’s wondrous fucking tongue-snake. Forgetting her previous restrictions on him, he grabbed Minara’s head in his hands, holding her to his abdomen as he thrust back and forth. Julie was now totally gone, moaning with every thrust and trying her best to make her Mistress come, her now-freed hands massaging the firm red globes of Minara’s ass cheeks.
Finally, John slammed his pelvis into Julie’s ass, as Minara forced her tongue as far up John’s colon as it would go, and Julie bit down on Minara’s clit, the three of them having an immense mind-blowing orgasm. John collapsed awkwardly on top of Minara, who extracted herself from between the two humans. Minara, catching her breath while the two humans fell fast asleep, looked at the clock on the wall.
“What the hell is taking Charles so damn long to get here?”
Charles waited in the express line at the grocery store, while two people ahead of him, a customer and the cashier argued over the price of some thing or another. He really despised these late night grocery runs.
A FRIGHTFUL NIGHT’S DELIGHT – Chapter 5
Charles waited in the express line at the grocery store, while two people ahead of him, a customer and the cashier argued over the price of some thing or another. He really despised these late night grocery runs.
He once again shifted the groceries he was carrying in his arms to make the load more comfortable. He had decided not to use a basket since he was only getting a few things. Granted, a few things, in this case a gallon of milk, a loaf of bread, a dozen eggs, and six packs of ramen, got to be pretty unwieldy when one found oneself in a long line. A pair of hands took the eggs and the ramen away from him, simplifying things.
Charles turned to see who had just taken his food and came face to face with a blue-eyed brunette with short hair and an athletic and shapely body. All this encased in a pair of blue jeans and a t-shirt that said “The Texas National Guard doesn’t die. They just go to hell to regroup.”
“Hello Chuckles, have you seen John?”
“Not yet, Monica, I just got back in town a little bit ago. Did he forget to call you again?”
“Yeah, second time this week he’s said he’d call and forgot. Sometimes I wonder why I put up with this at all.”
“Well, when I get home, I’ll have him call you. See you at Drill on Saturday?”
“Yeah, like I have a choice. Seeya then.”
Monica put the ramen and eggs on the conveyor belt for the cash register, followed by Charles’ milk and bread, and wandered off into the store to grab some food to fill her nigh-empty fridge. Monica was in the National Guard, like Charles. She was also uncommonly good at soldiering for a guardsman. Come to think of it, Charles couldn’t recall even a hint of what she did for a living in her civilian life. He shrugged as he handed a twenty dollar bill to the young girl working the register, who gave him his change along with a big, toothy smile only slightly marred by the braces she wore on her teeth. Charles took the bags of food and carried them to his car and then drove home.
When he got home, he noticed that all the lights in the house were off.
“Guess everyone is asleep. I’ll tell John about his screw-up when he wakes up in the morning.”
That decision made, Charles walked to the door, both grocery bags held in one arm as he unlocked the door and entered the house. He put the bags on the table and closed and locked the door, flipping the light switch as he turned back around to grab the groceries.
The world around him remained as bathed in darkness as it had when he walked in.
“Great, did John forget to mail the checks in to the electric company again?”
No sooner did Charles finish saying this than did an unseen set of hands begin to undo his belt and open his pants, reaching in to find his stiffening member.
“Is that you Julie?”
The only thing he got in response was some of the best head he’d ever had in his life. This certainly didn’t feel like Julia. She was a skilled fellater in her own right, but this was something else entirely. Like comparing an urban wall mural to the Sistine Chapel Ceiling.
Well, OK, maybe not a Chapel’s ceiling. You get the idea though, don’t you?
As the tight warm mouth surrounding his cock went up and down slowly, an unbelievably long tongue seemed to wrap itself loosely around his shaft, squeezing and rubbing it in all the exact right places to get him going. His thought processes switched over from one head to the other as he reached forward to run his hands through his unseen benefactor’s hair. Much to his surprise, both of his hands were caught in vice grips as this unknown girl snatched his wrists before he could place them on his head. All of his attempts to break free only resulted in the grips on his wrists becoming painfully tight.
A corner of his mind thought “OK, so I’m not driving this stagecoach.” He relaxed his arms, and the grip loosened, though his wrists were still firmly held as the blowjob began to pick up it’s pace. He felt his manhood becoming harder than it had ever been before, that unmistakable pressure building up, readying for release, ready to go forth and expel itself from his body in a burst of passion.
The blowjob stopped as abruptly as it began, and the girl rose up, though in the dark he could only faintly make out her outline as she stood in front of him, his hands in hers still.
“Follow me.”
Dumbly, Charles followed this mysterious woman into John’s bedroom, where a dim amount of light was provided by one of those special night lights designed to come on if the power went out. He was not in any way prepared for what he saw.
John sat on the edge of the bed, naked as Julie, also naked, knelt in front of him giving him a slow and sensuous blowjob, John’s eyes closed as he moaned and held the back of her head gently in his hands, softly stroking the back of her head.
“Get up, Slut.” Following the woman’s command, Julie stood up and turned around, as John gasped in disappointment. Charles was still speechless, a combination of being confused, angry, and very horny.
“John, come over here and kneel in front of me.” As she said this, the woman got down on her knees between John and Charles. John obediently stood up, walked past Julie, who was looking back and forth between Charles and the woman, with a wide-eyed look on her flushed face.
“Charles, that’s your name, right? Come down here and put that bayonet of yours into me, but no grabbing without my permission. I fuck you; you don’t fuck me unless I say so. Julie, you watch me fuck your boyfriend and his room mate. John, you just keep kneeling there and looking stupid.”
Before he knew what he was doing, Charles was on his knees and pointing his cock head towards the wet opening to this mysterious woman’s snatch. He stopped himself at the last moment and got enough of his wits together to say one more thing in token protest.
“I don’t even know your name. Who the hell are you?”
“Name’s Minara, shaft me already, your girlfriend is waiting.”
With that, Charles lunged his hips forward, driving himself into her incredibly tight love hole. The highly trained muscles inside pulsed and massaged his prick as he rammed it in and out, over and over again, voicing his inarticulate pleasure. John didn’t seem much better off, as the petite red-skinned girl took him into her throat, her long tongue stroking his balls and the tip pushing at the skin just behind his balls.
Charles glanced over at Julie, who was still standing there, tears beginning to run down her face even as her nipples remained diamond-cutter hard. Minara pulled back from her ministrations to John’s cock and looked over at Julie as well.
“Slut, go put the groceries away before they go bad. And make us something to eat for dinner. John, Charles, you may fuck me now.”
Charles and John needed no more encouragement. Charles roughly grabbed hold of Minara’s waist, noticing for the first time her red skin tone, and John, pausing just to put his cock back in Minara’s mouth, grabbed firm hold of the back of her head, and as one they both piston-ed full force into the small shapely demon. Her sharp moan of pleasure was cut off suddenly with a loud gagging sound as John’s penis hit the back of her throat, which quickly opened up and allowed him to roughly thrust in to his root. Both men’s pelvises struck home simultaneously, making Minara’s body bend at the back, like some kind of erotic accordion. Minara moaned loudly as the two men used her roughly, her strength feeding off of the raw animal lust driving the two men like piston engines in a race for the finish.
John reached down for one of her breasts with his right hand, the other hand maintaining its grip on her head as he fondled the breast and roughly pinched the nipple perched on it. For his part, Charles sucked on his thumb momentarily, and then shoved the spit-slicked digit into Minara’s puckered asshole, resulting in a much louder moan of passion from the double-docked demon. Her tongue-snake looped around the base of John’s penis, closing it off and holding off his impending climax even as Charles slammed his cock up to the root into her pussy with a vicious animal roar of pleasure, cueing a powerful orgasm from Minara as her pussy tightly clenched his cock in a milking death grip, finally releasing him as he collapsed into a ball on the floor. She grabbed John’s hands and forced him out of her mouth.
“So Johnny, ever fuck a demon in the ass?
Julie sobbed as she put away the groceries into the unlit and silent fridge, the loud passionate sounds of that bitch Minara having her way with John and Charles easily carrying into the kitchen. She couldn’t believe this was happening. How did that woman, that thing, control them so easily?
Then she remembered the scent, when Minara was grinding her pussy in Julie’s face, how that scent accompanied an overwhelming surge of arousal on Julie’s part. Then she remembered from her biology class: Pheromones!
Not that that helped her situation any, thought Julie as she heard Charles climax with a loud roar. What was she going to do now?
She put a pot of water on the stove to boil so she could make Ramen. She could hear John moaning and roaring in passion now, though Charles seemed to be silent. The cries of John and Minara’s coupling were becoming deafening.
Julie glanced at the phone on the wall and wondered if it still worked. Reaching for it and putting the handset to her ear, she was greeted with the dial tone. She quickly punched in the first number she could think of.
“Heya, Monica here. Is that you John?” Then, hearing the sobs coming over the line: “Who– is that Julie?”
“Monica, I-I don’t kn-know what’s g-going on h-here. This woman is here, and she’s controlling us, and making us do things. Please help us! I think she’s using some kind of pheromones, I don’t know what to-”
The line went dead. Monica hesitated for only a moment before hanging up and dialing a number she had memorized.
“Holy Trinity Catho-” The fatherly voice answering on the other end didn’t finish his greeting as he was suddenly interrupted by the rather forceful Tech Sergeant Monica Tapley’s version of a greeting for such occasions.
“Padre, we got a problem. I think there’s a succubus at my boyfriend’s house, and I think she’s taken control of them.”
“What? Is that you Monica? A succubus has taken control of who? How did you learn of this?”
Taking a deep breath, Monica continued, more slowly: “I haven’t been there yet, Julie, she’s Chuck’s girlfriend, called and tried to tell me what was going on. She got cut off, I think she got caught. We gotta do something”
“Patience, lamb, And Chuck is your boyfriend? No wait, you’ve told me this, John is your boyfriend, Chuck is one of his room mates then.”
“Padre!”
“We can’t very well rush into things without knowing what’s going on. Come to the church; don’t go to that house under any circumstances. I’ll call the others. Don’t worry, we’ll save them, child. Now come quickly.”
“Yes, Sir.”
— Ten Minutes Earlier
“So Johnny, ever fuck a demon in the ass?”
As she said this, Minara lithely twisted around with cat-like grace, arching her back and thrusting her firm full ass up at John. She shook her hips suggestively as she looked over her shoulder and grinned at him.
“What are you waiting for, my permission? Shove that cock up my ass, slave.”
John didn’t need any more encouragement, and pushed the head of his saliva-soaked cock at the pucker of Minara’s asshole, which relaxed and gave way to his thrusting meat. John moaned in pleasure at the sensation.
“What are you doing back there, taking my temperature? FUCK me, slave”
John grabbed Minara’s hips and forcefully yanked her back onto his shaft, even as he propelled his hips forward, the two of them colliding roughly in between as his spear tunneled its way up her ass. Minara cried out in pleasure and pain as John roughly plowed in and out of her, their hips colliding with every thrust, her hair waving around as John alternately pushed and pulled on her as he fucked her.
Minara continued to spur John on as he shafted her, “Don’t you like what I made you do? I raped you, and then made you rape your room mate’s girlfriend, even getting a blowjob from her in front of Charles. Wonder how Monica will feel about that?” She grinned wolfishly as John’s grip got considerably tighter, as John growled with anger at this demon that made him betray Monica. Made him rape Julia, made him her slave.
John focused all his anger, all his emotion, into one task: Fucking Minara for all the cunt was worth. He reached forward with both hands, grabbing one of her tits with his right hand, and her hair with his left, and used them as handholds while he rammed himself into her over and over again, screaming with rage now.
For her part, Minara was also screaming.
“YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES!!! HARDER, SLAVE!!! FUCK ME LIKE YOU REALLY WANT TO HURT MEEEEE!!! YEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSS!!!!”
Her screams became inarticulate wails of pleasure intertwined with his as they orgasmed, all of John’s rage and emotion flowing into Minara’s body along with his seed.
Minara cackled gleefully as John’s limp body collapsed to the floor behind her, ignoring him as she stood up and listened as she heard Julia talking in a hushed whimper on the phone in the kitchen.
“I guess I should go take care of the slut, then.”
A FRIGHTFUL NIGHT’S DELIGHT – Chapter 6
“Hello? Monica?”
Hearing no response, Julie hung up and picked up the phone again, this time no dial tone answered her.
“So, misbehaving, are we?”
Julie jumped at the sound of that voice, and turned around to see Minara staring at her angrily. Minara seemed somehow more substantial than she did when they first met, as if she had become more powerful.
“I was just…” Julie stopped as she realized just how stupid that was going to sound as an excuse. Minara responded only by taking Julie’s head in her hands and giving her a long, sensual kiss, her tongue once again slipping deep down Julie’s throat. Despite herself, Julie felt her body responding once again.
Minara reached down with her other hand and began to gently stroke Julie’s nether region, causing more juices to trickle down to lubricate the way. Julie sighed and began to relax and lean up against the wall, the phone handset now forgotten and dangling by its cord near the floor.
So lost was Julie in the sensations that the demon was unleashing on her that she didn’t realize until too late that Minara had placed a hand over Julie’s throat. Her eyes bugged out as the blood flow was cut off to her brain.
Darkness came as she passed out and her body went limp in Minara’s arms.
Monica paced back and forth in the office of Father “Padre” Vega. For his part, Padre sat relaxed in his chair behind his desk, patiently awaiting the arrival of the others.
“You might as well sit down, Monica; it will be at least 20 minutes before the rest get here.”
“My friends might not have 20 minutes! I can’t believe we’re sitting here twiddling our thumbs, when we should be–”
“What? When we should be rushing blindly into a house controlled by a Succubus, so that we may fall to her spell as well? Your motives are admirable, but they will get you in trouble this time. Just sit and wait.
Twenty minutes of frustrated pacing later, three more people came in. Two of them, Sarah and Eric, she knew.
The third, a tall slender man with his hair tied in a ponytail, was a mystery to her.
“Monica, this is Brother Hadrian, of the Order of Gabriel. He is an expert in Succubi, Incubi, and various other demons of that nature. He will help us help your friends.”
Monica looked at Gabriel again, noting the black tunic and coat.
“You a priest?”
“No, I am just a soldier in the employ of the Church, just as you are. But a specialist, as Father Vega has mentioned. I was in town visiting some friends when I was called to help you. Let’s get down to business.
Hadrian and Monica spoke for a few minutes, Monica describing the layout of the house and its occupants, Hadrian filling her in on what she needed to know about dealing with Succubae. After about 10 minutes, they had a plan in place.
“You three will form a perimeter around the house. If the Succubus tries to escape, do what you can to kill her, but do not let her come in contact with you. She will taint you with just her touch.” Hadrian reached into an inner pocket of his jacket and produced several vials of a green liquid. “Drink this; it will suppress those instincts which the Succubus preys on. Let’s go.”
They all piled into Hadrian’s car and Monica’s pickup and headed to John’s house.
“OOHHHHHHHHH!”
Julie had awakened to find herself on her hands and knees, both her ass and her pussy stuffed with the thrusting cocks of John and Charles. Between the two of them, they had a good grip on her so she wouldn’t be able to get away even if she did have any control over her body. Some force was preventing her from moving any of her limbs, while her body was invaded by her lover and his room mate. Beneath her, Charles took a nipple in his mouth and began biting and sucking on it roughly. She looked up to see the red assed bitch looking down at her.
“I see you’ve come to. I hope you’re not too uncomfortable; they’ve been going at it for a while now. I’ve gained complete control of them; they think nothing that I do not tell them to think. They act only as I wish them to.
And now I wish them to fuck you like the whore you are.”
Julie began to cry again as she felt the two cocks thrusting in and out of her, alternating between the two of them like the pistons of an automobile engine. Her asshole, not at all accustomed to the rigors of anal sex, burned as John’s shaft plowed in and out of it repeatedly. Minara got on her knees and leaned forward to kiss John deeply.
“Keep up the good work, Big Boy.” With that, John began thrusting even harder. Also, Minara’s scent was beginning to have its effect on Julie again, her vagina pumping out lubricating fluids, the burning pain in her ass transforming into a burning pleasure.
Julie moaned happily, even as her tears continued to pour down her cheeks onto the carpet. Minara bent down to give Julie another kiss, slipping her tongue-snake deep down Julie’s throat as Julie began to fuck backwards against the two intruding cocks. Suddenly, and without warning, Minara’s tongue bunched up inside Julie’s throat, blocking off all airflow.
Julie tried to break the kiss, but Minara had Julie’s head firmly in her hands. The asphyxiation began to have it’s affect on her body as her arousal began to rise increasingly upward towards orgasm. She struggled to break free, struggled to scream, but John and Charles had her immobilized, their spears stabbing deep into her between them, like an animal in some kind of trap. Her vision began to waver as she struggled to scream, all sounds blocked off by the plug formed in her throat by Minara’s tongue. Suddenly, her orgasm hit her like a semi truck through a china shop. Every muscle in her body tensed up, her asshole and cunt clenching down on the two cocks with vice grips, her entire body shuddering as her eyes rolled back into her head and she experienced what would become the most intense orgasm of her life.
Feeling her orgasm between them, both John and Charles thrust all the way in, firing their semen into her vagina and asshole. As they were doing this, her body suddenly went limp between them as all trace of life had left it. Minara unknotted her tongue and pulled it out of the dead girl’s throat, leaving a small egg deep inside first.
John and Charles, both completely exhausted, collapsed, sandwiching Julia’s corpse between them even as their staves were still lodged inside her.
THE END