*SUCCUBUS BELLE - a horny story* ❤️ 😈🌙 ⛓️
You finish work at the office, late as usual.
You are always the last one to finish your day. Exiting out to the warm, night air. The office parking lot stirs with a liminal silence, yours is the last car sat in row B-3, illuminated brightly by the full moon.
You look up, and a quiet, comforting gust of wind brushes past you. The buildings around you, scarcely lit up with the few windows of the last desperate businessmen vying for a promotion.
Brief-case in hand you let out a subtle sigh, all the over-time for your boss has been slowly eroding your personal life.
You slowly make your way over to your car, enjoying the silence and warmth as respite from the brightly lit bustling office.
You put your keys in your car door, and notice a strange shadow protruding from underneath your car. You lean lower, and a strong scent of sweet perfume fills your nose. “Perhaps a cat?” Underneath your car, a faint slim, tailed, female silhouette and a pair of piercing eyes stared back at you.
You blink. Confused, and just as it was there, it was now gone. You were tired, rubbing your eyes and rationally putting it off as some kind of overworking. Or at-least you tried.
Your drive home was filled with over-thinking, what was that? was I hallucinating?
The emptiness of town on a late Monday night added to your introspection, the dimly lit storefronts and bright traffic lights cast a suffusion of dark shadows.
Your eyes were feeling heavy, and your mind playing tricks. You stopped at the red light, and looked at your reflection in your rear-view mirror, a red haze cast across your sleepy face. The same, sweet and distinct perfume from earlier filled your nose, and there in the back seat… a girl, covered in the haze of red light, sat, with piercing, thirsty eyes stared back at you.
You spun around in your seat, and as the glow inside of your car flashed from red to green, no one. A pile of old work books, a backpack and an old, empty bottle of water sat illuminated in the seat. But nothing else.
You were frozen with confusion. The rest of your drive was a blur, the loud radio which you started blasted was just a meaningless jumble of sounds.
Apartment door. Turn key. Creeks open. Lights on. Lock door behind you. Your brain was in autopilot, fixated by your thoughts. “Am I haunted? Am I going crazy?”
You slump onto your bed, you head turning towards your television, fumbling around for the remote and turning it on. Your thoughts racing, you try to sleep with the comforting noise of whatever junk was playing.
And as your vision darkens, you fall into a tired, slumber.
You dream of the empty streets you drove through earlier, the same red traffic lights, but as you turn around to check the back seats, just like before, but this time, in your dream… a dark haired, pale, petit girl sits in your back seats, the red light highlighting her succubus tail, and her piercing eyes are full of lust. A tiny, tiny red dress barely covers her, as she smirks and slyly whispers “aren’t you going to play with me?”
You know you’re dreaming, but you’re locked into her eyes. She slides her red dress delicately off her shoulders, you’re spell-bound, you can feel your heart in your chest pounding. You wake up, gasping and covered in sweat.
You pull your duvet down to get some cool air, and with your blurry, sleepy eyes check your phone. “What time is it?” the bright screen blinding you, but a hazy 3:35am is displayed.
“I said aren’t you going to play with me?”
A voice calls from the end of your bed.
You freeze, dropping your phone.
Your eyes flicker towards the end of your bed. There, stood, brightly lit by your apartment lights I’m standing.
Red lingerie juxtaposed against my pale complexion, slyly looking at you with horny eyes, my black, sharp tail swinging back and forth traipsed down by my feet.
“I command you to play with me”
I say sternly
You can barely control yourself, a rushing urge of pent up horniness bubbles up inside you. Your temperature rising, and underneath the duvet a sharp, hard rise from your cock pushes your sheets upwards.
“Good boy”
I say with lustful endearment.
A powerful spell falls over you, and you’re overcome by warm, reassurance from my words.
“What are you?” The first words you manage to gain courage to say, quietly.
I walk towards you, running my hand over your bed, as I grip your cock through your sheets, hard. Leaning down over you, you smell that same sweet perfume and hear my lips slowly part: “you. to. play. with. me.”
I feel your cock twitch and grow, achingly hard inside my grip.
“Good boy” i whisper into your ear.
Those words again, but this time making you even harder.
My tail swings excitedly, feeding off of your energy. I let go of your hard cock, and walk backwards, so you can watch me, spellbound and horny.
I slowly take off my red lingerie. First, my small pale breasts, unfolding from my bra, my tiny red nipples standing erect. I watch your expression as I bounce, teasingly.
Next, I turn around, lifting my tail into the air as I bend forwards, pulling my panties over my hips as they roll off my waist, my tiny little pink succubus holes squished between my ass and legs as I bend forward. Touching the floor. I shimmy my legs together slowly, as my panties fall to the floor, and I step off them.
I turn back towards your bed, grasping your sheets and in a quick, agile movement pull them down, revealing your huge, twitching cock.
“Very good boy”
Your cock twitches and bulges to my words like a good little pet.
I climb on the bed, standing over you.
I laugh slyly looking at you. I turn around, my legs either side your chest, and slowly, slowly sit my ass down onto your face, the smell of my horniness filling the air, as my wet, warm pussy touches your lips softly, before my ass covers your face entirely.
I bend forward, as you feel my pussy slide against your tongue, my sweet cum and juices flowing out over your taste buds, as you try to breathe, the smell of my horny succubus holes fill your nose as my tail flicks back and forth with excitement, as my lustful slutty mouth opens and slides down onto your cock. The moist grip of my mouth and tight throat hug and squeeze your cock in a gripping embrace.
I can taste your innocence as a few drops of pre-cum shoot into the back of my throat.
I pull my head back up, the wet drooling sound of my throat pulling off your cock as spit and pre-cum falls out of my mouth and onto your stomach, I slyly wipe my lips as I command “you are not allowed to cum until I say so”
You nod your head into my ass as I push back onto your face, drowning you in my little holes as I sit up, back arched pushing back and forth. I wrap my fingers around your cock with both my hands, jerking your spit covered cock off, hard and slow while bouncing up and down on your face, moaning like a demonic, horny little slut.
I push your poor, hard cock to its limits. You moan, barely able to breathe under my pussy, as I can feel your cock squirm as I edge you. I see you desperately trying not to blow your load as a small drop of cum drips from the top of your cock.
I stop, lifting my ass from your face and sit on your chest facing you. Your cum covered, soaking wet face looking up at me, frustrated like a lost little puppy. I lean down and drag my soft lips over yours, tasting my own taste on your lips, my pupils huge and glazed, lost in lust.
I push my tongue into your mouth, and slide my ass backwards down your chest, over your stomach, leaving a trail of my cum down your body. I lift up slightly and prod my spit covered pussy into your cock. I pull back my head, looking into your eyes as I grasp my sharp hands and claw-like nails in your throat, ch-oking you slightly as I push my warm succubus hole onto your twitching hard pole.
You grab my tiny waist with your hands, pushing me down onto you, lowering me like a personalised, devilish little fuck toy onto you. I squirt cum around your cock, lubricating you as you push my tight hole apart, penetrating me deeply and fully. I smirk, and giggle, looking at you, as my tail caresses your leg excitedly.
You pull my tiny body down hard, and I push back up to the tip of your cock. Back and forth. My pussy gripping you strongly. You can feel my walls tense up as you hear the wet slamming sound of my little ass hitting onto your waist.
I grip your throat hard and scream. “HARDER”
Smiling, I open my mouth and sink my tiny little white fangs into your neck, a piercing sensation hits you, but it makes you even more turned on. A warm wave of ecstasy rushes through you, you enter an obsessed tr-ance.
I slide my pussy up, off the tip of your cock. pushing down slightly, I wrap my warm asshole around your enthralled cock until It blasts a wave of hot cum deep into my stomach. You can feel my satanic little asshole grip your cock firmly each time your bulge twitches, shooting wave after wave.
My little fangs dug into your neck.
I giggle and laugh, naughtily, pulling back up, looking at you with a little bl-ood pooling on my lips.
Your vision starts turning dark, you grip your hands around my waist but the strength in them fades, and you fall into a deep, deep sleep, you dream of me. Endless nights of pleasure.
The irritating buzzing sound of your alarm goes off, your eyes open. “What the fuck”
You audibly said. “Was that a dream?”
You look down and see nothing but your cum covered sheets, the smell of me, you, and my sweet perfume. And a small note which says “see you next full-moon”
You finish work at the office, late as usual.
You are always the last one to finish your day. Exiting out to the warm, night air. The office parking lot stirs with a liminal silence, yours is the last car sat in row B-3, illuminated brightly by the full moon.
You look up, and a quiet, comforting gust of wind brushes past you. The buildings around you, scarcely lit up with the few windows of the last desperate businessmen vying for a promotion.
Brief-case in hand you let out a subtle sigh, all the over-time for your boss has been slowly eroding your personal life.
You slowly make your way over to your car, enjoying the silence and warmth as respite from the brightly lit bustling office.
You put your keys in your car door, and notice a strange shadow protruding from underneath your car. You lean lower, and a strong scent of sweet perfume fills your nose. “Perhaps a cat?” Underneath your car, a faint slim, tailed, female silhouette and a pair of piercing eyes stared back at you.
You blink. Confused, and just as it was there, it was now gone. You were tired, rubbing your eyes and rationally putting it off as some kind of overworking. Or at-least you tried.
Your drive home was filled with over-thinking, what was that? was I hallucinating?
The emptiness of town on a late Monday night added to your introspection, the dimly lit storefronts and bright traffic lights cast a suffusion of dark shadows.
Your eyes were feeling heavy, and your mind playing tricks. You stopped at the red light, and looked at your reflection in your rear-view mirror, a red haze cast across your sleepy face. The same, sweet and distinct perfume from earlier filled your nose, and there in the back seat… a girl, covered in the haze of red light, sat, with piercing, thirsty eyes stared back at you.
You spun around in your seat, and as the glow inside of your car flashed from red to green, no one. A pile of old work books, a backpack and an old, empty bottle of water sat illuminated in the seat. But nothing else.
You were frozen with confusion. The rest of your drive was a blur, the loud radio which you started blasted was just a meaningless jumble of sounds.
Apartment door. Turn key. Creeks open. Lights on. Lock door behind you. Your brain was in autopilot, fixated by your thoughts. “Am I haunted? Am I going crazy?”
You slump onto your bed, you head turning towards your television, fumbling around for the remote and turning it on. Your thoughts racing, you try to sleep with the comforting noise of whatever junk was playing.
And as your vision darkens, you fall into a tired, slumber.
You dream of the empty streets you drove through earlier, the same red traffic lights, but as you turn around to check the back seats, just like before, but this time, in your dream… a dark haired, pale, petit girl sits in your back seats, the red light highlighting her succubus tail, and her piercing eyes are full of lust. A tiny, tiny red dress barely covers her, as she smirks and slyly whispers “aren’t you going to play with me?”
You know you’re dreaming, but you’re locked into her eyes. She slides her red dress delicately off her shoulders, you’re spell-bound, you can feel your heart in your chest pounding. You wake up, gasping and covered in sweat.
You pull your duvet down to get some cool air, and with your blurry, sleepy eyes check your phone. “What time is it?” the bright screen blinding you, but a hazy 3:35am is displayed.
“I said aren’t you going to play with me?”
A voice calls from the end of your bed.
You freeze, dropping your phone.
Your eyes flicker towards the end of your bed. There, stood, brightly lit by your apartment lights I’m standing.
Red lingerie juxtaposed against my pale complexion, slyly looking at you with horny eyes, my black, sharp tail swinging back and forth traipsed down by my feet.
“I command you to play with me”
I say sternly
You can barely control yourself, a rushing urge of pent up horniness bubbles up inside you. Your temperature rising, and underneath the duvet a sharp, hard rise from your cock pushes your sheets upwards.
“Good boy”
I say with lustful endearment.
A powerful spell falls over you, and you’re overcome by warm, reassurance from my words.
“What are you?” The first words you manage to gain courage to say, quietly.
I walk towards you, running my hand over your bed, as I grip your cock through your sheets, hard. Leaning down over you, you smell that same sweet perfume and hear my lips slowly part: “you. to. play. with. me.”
I feel your cock twitch and grow, achingly hard inside my grip.
“Good boy” i whisper into your ear.
Those words again, but this time making you even harder.
My tail swings excitedly, feeding off of your energy. I let go of your hard cock, and walk backwards, so you can watch me, spellbound and horny.
I slowly take off my red lingerie. First, my small pale breasts, unfolding from my bra, my tiny red nipples standing erect. I watch your expression as I bounce, teasingly.
Next, I turn around, lifting my tail into the air as I bend forwards, pulling my panties over my hips as they roll off my waist, my tiny little pink succubus holes squished between my ass and legs as I bend forward. Touching the floor. I shimmy my legs together slowly, as my panties fall to the floor, and I step off them.
I turn back towards your bed, grasping your sheets and in a quick, agile movement pull them down, revealing your huge, twitching cock.
“Very good boy”
Your cock twitches and bulges to my words like a good little pet.
I climb on the bed, standing over you.
I laugh slyly looking at you. I turn around, my legs either side your chest, and slowly, slowly sit my ass down onto your face, the smell of my horniness filling the air, as my wet, warm pussy touches your lips softly, before my ass covers your face entirely.
I bend forward, as you feel my pussy slide against your tongue, my sweet cum and juices flowing out over your taste buds, as you try to breathe, the smell of my horny succubus holes fill your nose as my tail flicks back and forth with excitement, as my lustful slutty mouth opens and slides down onto your cock. The moist grip of my mouth and tight throat hug and squeeze your cock in a gripping embrace.
I can taste your innocence as a few drops of pre-cum shoot into the back of my throat.
I pull my head back up, the wet drooling sound of my throat pulling off your cock as spit and pre-cum falls out of my mouth and onto your stomach, I slyly wipe my lips as I command “you are not allowed to cum until I say so”
You nod your head into my ass as I push back onto your face, drowning you in my little holes as I sit up, back arched pushing back and forth. I wrap my fingers around your cock with both my hands, jerking your spit covered cock off, hard and slow while bouncing up and down on your face, moaning like a demonic, horny little slut.
I push your poor, hard cock to its limits. You moan, barely able to breathe under my pussy, as I can feel your cock squirm as I edge you. I see you desperately trying not to blow your load as a small drop of cum drips from the top of your cock.
I stop, lifting my ass from your face and sit on your chest facing you. Your cum covered, soaking wet face looking up at me, frustrated like a lost little puppy. I lean down and drag my soft lips over yours, tasting my own taste on your lips, my pupils huge and glazed, lost in lust.
I push my tongue into your mouth, and slide my ass backwards down your chest, over your stomach, leaving a trail of my cum down your body. I lift up slightly and prod my spit covered pussy into your cock. I pull back my head, looking into your eyes as I grasp my sharp hands and claw-like nails in your throat, ch-oking you slightly as I push my warm succubus hole onto your twitching hard pole.
You grab my tiny waist with your hands, pushing me down onto you, lowering me like a personalised, devilish little fuck toy onto you. I squirt cum around your cock, lubricating you as you push my tight hole apart, penetrating me deeply and fully. I smirk, and giggle, looking at you, as my tail caresses your leg excitedly.
You pull my tiny body down hard, and I push back up to the tip of your cock. Back and forth. My pussy gripping you strongly. You can feel my walls tense up as you hear the wet slamming sound of my little ass hitting onto your waist.
I grip your throat hard and scream. “HARDER”
Smiling, I open my mouth and sink my tiny little white fangs into your neck, a piercing sensation hits you, but it makes you even more turned on. A warm wave of ecstasy rushes through you, you enter an obsessed tr-ance.
I slide my pussy up, off the tip of your cock. pushing down slightly, I wrap my warm asshole around your enthralled cock until It blasts a wave of hot cum deep into my stomach. You can feel my satanic little asshole grip your cock firmly each time your bulge twitches, shooting wave after wave.
My little fangs dug into your neck.
I giggle and laugh, naughtily, pulling back up, looking at you with a little bl-ood pooling on my lips.
Your vision starts turning dark, you grip your hands around my waist but the strength in them fades, and you fall into a deep, deep sleep, you dream of me. Endless nights of pleasure.
The irritating buzzing sound of your alarm goes off, your eyes open. “What the fuck”
You audibly said. “Was that a dream?”
You look down and see nothing but your cum covered sheets, the smell of me, you, and my sweet perfume. And a small note which says “see you next full-moon”
