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Succubus Statistics

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Copyright Oggbashan December 2004/October 2014

The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.

This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons.

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I was in real trouble. I had failed the statistics module of my last year and HAD to pass it. If not, I would not get a qualification and I would lose the career I had wanted ever since leaving school.

My employer’s patience was running out. They didn’t care that everyone on my part-time MBA (Master in Business Administration) course had failed statistics this year. Their only concern was that I, their only sponsored student, had failed. The Personnel Manager’s words were direct. ‘Fail this re-sit and your sponsorship ends and with it your employment contract.’ She showed me the terms of my sponsorship. There it was in black and white. If I fail I will be fired.

I could moan about the changes of statistics tutors and the incompetence of their stand-ins. I could complain that what I was taught bore no resemblance to the required study. I could complain that the examination and the marking were unfair. None of that mattered now. If I didn’t pass this time I was a failure.

The pressure was telling on me. Not only did I have to learn what I should have been taught last year but there was this year’s work as well. If I failed statistics the work for this year would be useless. If I passed I couldn’t afford to be in arrears on this year. I was studying as hard as I could and sleeping badly, tossing and turning with Chi-squares, Student T-tests and Standard Deviations whirling in my head.

My delightful landlady Chloe was worried about me. Her parents had helped to buy the house for her when she came to the university as an undergraduate. She had her First in History, her Master’s in Industrial economics and was working on her doctorate at the local University. Her field was the economics of the early 19th Century Great Western Railway (GWR) works at Swindon. If only I’d asked Chloe earlier about statistics. She used statistics as a daily tool. What were mysteries to me are second nature to her. When she heard that everyone on our MBA course had failed statistics she was horrified.

“Why didn’t you ask me for help, James?” she’d said. “You know I use statistics.”

“I didn’t know I needed help until I saw the examination paper,” I’d replied sorrowfully. “We were living in false hope. Our tutors told us that we knew enough. I’d even thought that statistics would be one of the easier papers.”

“It should have been, James.”

When I was told that I could re-sit, Chloe took me in charge. She would give me a master class in statistics three times a week for an hour. I protested. She insisted that she could help. She said that she needed my rent. As a sponsored student I always paid my rent on time, in fact by direct debit. My money paid her mortgage on the house. If I failed, and became unemployed, I would have to return to my parents while I hunted another job. She would be left with a vacant room in mid-year and probably couldn’t fill it until next September.

So three times a week we sat with our heads close together at the kitchen table while I learned statistics. If I hadn’t been so petrified of failure those sessions would have been delightful. Chloe is a blue-eyed, longhaired blonde with legs that seem endless. Barefoot, she is six inches taller than I am. When she is wearing her heels my head is at her shoulder. Until I had failed, Chloe had been the woman most frequently in my dreams. Now there was no woman in my dreams, only nightmares of statistics.

I hadn’t made any passes at Chloe during the previous year. I didn’t want to lose my rooms if she had rejected me. Making love to your landlady is dangerous. I had amused myself with a succession of girls who treated me as lightly as I treated them. None had touched my heart and I hadn’t touched theirs.

I was beginning to see some sense in statistics but the sense of impending doom was oppressive. I should have recognised that I had real depression and sought medical help. Even Chloe’s hair brushing lightly against me didn’t lift my mood. Nothing did and my sleep was still disturbed by nightmares.

One evening I admitted to Chloe that I wasn’t sleeping well.

“I know, James,” she replied. “I hear you walking the floor in the early hours and sometimes you talk in your sleep. Lack of sleep isn’t helping you.”

That evening she made me a cup of milky cocoa when we finished my lesson. I slept slightly better that night and the cup of cocoa became a nightly ritual even when I didn’t have a lesson. After a few nights of cocoa Chloe kissed me on my cheek. I barely responded but that night Chloe briefly figured in my dreams as an angel driving the statistical demons away with a vacuum cleaner.

Next evening Chloe gave me a kiss and a hug. I pecked at her cheek diffidently. She hugged me again and told me to sleep well. I tried. The dream Chloe came and went in a few seconds and I despaired again.

The next evening, over the statistics textbook I admitted to Chloe that she had appeared in my dreams.

“Did I help?” she asked as if appearing in my dreams was a natural thing to do.

“For a few seconds and then the nightmares returned,” I replied.

“I’ll have to do better than that,” Chloe replied. “Tomorrow night we are going to have a meal together and I’ll see if I can stay longer in your dreams.”

I accepted the invitation to the meal. I was so lost in my own self-pity and despair that I couldn’t see what good it would do. How could Chloe influence how long she would be present in my dreams?

The meal passed without me really noticing what I ate. I was so wrapped up in myself that it could have been caviar or fish and chips. Actually it was a goulash served on a bed of rice and washed down with a fiery Bulgarian Red Wine. I noticed the wine. I’d have to have been dead not to. It hit my throat like rotgut whisky. Chloe kept topping-up my glass and she might have opened a second or even a third bottle. The cheese board was accompanied by Slivovitz, Plum Brandy, but I was past noticing what I was drinking.

I think Chloe tried to draw me out but failed. Only one thing penetrated the fear of statistics. She told me she’d changed my bedding. That was odd. I had brought my own sheets and things. Changing my bedding was not part of her duties as a landlady.

At the end of the meal I was drunk and miserable. Miserable because I still had the overwhelming fear of failure; miserable because an evening with someone I liked and secretly wanted had been such a disaster; and miserable because I had been such a poor dinner guest. Chloe seemed unaware of anything except that I was drunk and incapable. She helped me upstairs to bed, stripped me to my boxers and tucked me up in bed. She gave me a luscious goodnight kiss and left me. I dozed off in a combination of drunken stupor and tiredness.

I woke up in the night with a bad headache and a full bladder. I switched on the bedside light, staggered to the toilet and crept back to bed. On the bedside table was a full jug of water, a packet of anti-acid tablets and a note. I was startled. They hadn’t been there when I went to bed and I hadn’t heard Chloe come in. How had she put them there?

The note read ‘Drink plenty of water, take two tablets, and repeat as necessary. Chloe’. I did. I sat on the edge of the bed until the tablets started to work. I switched off the light and crawled back into bed feeling more human. My nose detected Chloe’s perfume, perhaps from when she brought the water. Yet it was a strong sensation, more than I would have expected. I held the duvet cover to my nose. Chloe had changed my bedclothes for hers. The duvet cover, pillowcase and sheet were scented by her body. I snuggled down into the bed feeling guilty. Chloe was trying so hard to reassure me.

I dreamed of Chloe’s arms around me, my head resting against her soft breasts, her hair stroking my skin. I don’t know how long I dreamed of her but the statistical nightmare returned and I awoke in a panic. The rest of the night I was tossing and turning. In the morning I had all the symptoms of a hangover and I was still tired. Chloe had given me some relief but it hadn’t lasted. I didn’t need to tell her. One look at me was enough.

“Oh dear,” she said, “didn’t it work at all?”

“It did for a while, Chloe, and I’m really grateful for your help but…”

“…but you are still terrified of the statistics exam?”

“Yes. Perhaps I need professional help, a psychiatrist perhaps…”

“You haven’t got enough time for that, James. It would take a month at least to get an appointment and…”

“…the exam is in three weeks’ time. What do I do, Chloe? I’m like a rabbit facing a snake. I can’t help myself.”

“…and so far I haven’t helped much.”

“You tried, Chloe. I appreciate that. I felt as if you were hugging me last night and I was comforted by your presence but it didn’t last.”

“Right. Drastic measures are needed and you need help. In the meantime…”

I would have responded. Her lips covered mine. Her arms wrapped around me and hugged me tight. My head nestled against her neck, my face buried in her blonde hair. She pulled me to the settee and pushed me down before covering me with her body. She lifted her T-shirt before pulling my head between her bra-less breasts and smothering me until I had to beg for air. Despite myself I could feel the reaction in my groin. Chloe felt it too. I groaned as her hand eased between our bodies to check my response. Her hand squeezed gently before sliding away.

“At least that part responds as it should,” Chloe said. “I am going to change tactics. When you have your tuition tonight you will be breast smothered if you make a mistake and kissed if you get the right answer. Or would you prefer it the other way round?”

She lifted her breasts from my face so that I could answer.

“Either…” I said before her breasts squashed against my face again.

“That’s settled then,” I heard faintly as I struggled to breathe. When Chloe eventually released me I had to pant for breath before I could speak.

“Are you sure this is wise?” I asked her breasts poised dangerously close to my face.

“No. It seems to be working so I’ll keep doing it. You just have to accept it. I’m not giving you a choice, James. You will be kissed and smothered until you lose your fear of statistics. You might be more afraid of me and what I might do…”

Her breasts moved closer.

“Should I scream for help?” I asked nervously.

“No. Any attempt will be stifled like this.”

Her arms pulled me deeper between her breasts than I had ever been. I could hear her heartbeat. My senses of sight, touch, smell and hearing were swamped in her cleavage. I opened my lips slightly and tasted Chloe as well. She relaxed her hold slightly so my tongue could explore. I felt her body tense and warm as my tongue caressed. I was drowning in Chloe until she pulled away leaving me wanting more.

My tuition that night was wonderful. Whether I made a mistake or got something right I was rewarded. Statistics tuition took on a whole new meaning. I was learning Chloe’s statistics at close hand and the other statistics began to make sense as well. She showed me what she could get from raw death statistics and how statistical tools could point out the unusual incident, the oddity, the unlikely, all of which could lead her to investigate further. Slowly I began to see the point of statistics. That night, wrapped in Chloe’s perfume, I slept peacefully for the first time in a couple of weeks.

I was bright the next morning if only by comparison with my normal self. Chloe kissed me before I left for my first lecture and promised more kissing later. I was surprised that her promise didn’t distract me from my studies. I had thought it would.

The statistics lecture was as boring and poorly presented as the whole module had been, but Chloe’s tuition helped me to begin to understand what the lecturer was trying to convey. There was light beginning to shine through the murk.

As I was walking back at the end of the day I thought I knew why I had been able to concentrate. Chloe would reward me for any improved understanding. I knew Chloe would honour her promise. I didn’t have to be nervous about it, to wonder whether she would or she wouldn’t. That gave me confidence, a stability. Chloe would kiss me whatever my day was like.

As I entered the hall she grabbed me and kissed. My bag of books dropped to the floor with a thud as her arms wrapped tight around me. She forced my head down into her cleavage and smothered me.

“Like a cup of coffee, James?” I heard her voice faintly through the beating of her heart. I couldn’t answer. If I opened my mouth it would be filled with Chloe. I tried to nod. Her hug was too tight. My hands flapped helplessly until she relented. I panted for the breath I’d been denied.

“Coffee?” she asked again. This time I could nod.

On the kitchen table was a familiar small pile of paperwork for my statistics tuition, but also a heap of glossy women’s magazines. I had never seen Chloe read anything like them.

“I’ve raided a neighbour’s recycling bin, with her permission,” Chloe said. “These magazines are full of surveys. I will use them to show how statistics can be misused and misrepresented. Most actually give their sources and sample size, except the advertisements e.g. this one. ‘Nine out of ten women would recommend our product’. If you look at the small print the sample was self-selected from those satisfied with the product, and only 49 individuals.”

We spent an hour with those magazines. I hadn’t appreciated just how easy it is to tailor presentation of statistics to ‘prove’ whatever you wanted. There were graphs which showed a massive increase – until you looked at the scale and realised that the increase was actually less than one per cent of the whole. There were statements that ‘Most women prefer taller men’ when only twenty women had been asked their opinion and twelve of them said ‘taller’, six of them said ‘height doesn’t matter’ and two of them said ‘I don’t know’.

Chloe gathered up the magazines and added them to the pile for recycling.

“I think one of your problems is that your course doesn’t include enough practical uses of statistics. Statistics is easier to understand if it has practical uses. Look at this…”

Chloe handed me a list of figures showing the weekly output of wagon wheels and axles from the GWR works in 1851.

“What stands out, James? You don’t need to use any formulae.”

“This figure, Chloe” I pointed. “It’s twice any other week. That’s impossible.”

“Impossible? No. That’s not the right word. Improbable would be better, or perhaps ‘statistically unlikely’. But you found it easily, didn’t you?”

“Yes,” I said doubtfully, “but only because it is so obvious. If it had been only ten per cent higher, I might not have seen it. The variations in the other figures are normally only one or two percent except for the Christmas week.”

“The answer is simple. The transcription of the record from the actual recorded output to the manager’s report was copied incorrectly. The first digit should have read three, not eight. I looked at the original again and found two more, less obvious, errors.”

Chloe produced another printed sheet.

“How about these?”

This paper had no title. It was just a vertical list of 52 figures.

“I would guess that these are weekly, because there are fifty-two, but I don’t know.”

“Good! You ‘don’t know’. If you don’t have other information, you can’t use them, but do you notice anything else?”

“There are very low points,” I pointed to them, “here, here and here. The other figures, except this one which is higher than normal, are all within a reasonable range.”

“OK, James. Now, if I told you these are sick absence figures for a factory for a year, starting in January, what could you assume?”

I had to think for a few seconds.

“Then I might assume that the three low points are when the factory closes for summer and winter holidays, and the high point might be a ‘bug’ that affected a large number of employees.”

“Nearly right. The high point was actually the week in which the local football team played a match with a Premier League team. The ‘sickness’ was a large number of hangovers.”

“Then could I also assume that the factory has a high proportion of male employees?”

“Yes, you are doing well, James.”

She rewarded that improvement with a long kiss. Even as our lips were together I was still thinking about that list of figures. Chloe tapped my face slightly as the kiss stopped.

“When we kiss, James, you are supposed to concentrate on me. You were distracted. Let’s try again, and this time remember that you are kissing me.”

The next kiss was better. I knew I was kissing Chloe and I gave her my full attention. When we stopped we were both short of breath.

We worked on lists of figures for another hour. I was using statistical formulae easily and frequently. When we broke for an evening meal I felt more confident than I had ever been.

That night my dreams of Chloe were far more frightening than any statistical questions. If I hadn’t known she was in her own room, not mine, I would have thought she was in bed with me. But I was her victim. In my dreams she was riding me but impossibly tall. While my tool was clamped inside her demanding pussy, my face was below her breasts. They were just above my head.

Chloe seemed to be a giant succubus, draining me of everything except submission to her. Whenever my erection subsided from exhaustion she continued to pound her hips up and down until I was erect again. If the coupling had been real, I would have been very sore. But this giant Chloe wasn’t real. I woke in the morning refreshed and confident.

The next few days followed a similar pattern. I went to the statistics course and the few lectures became more intelligible. I knew what the lecturer was trying to convey.

Each evening the real Chloe continued her master class in statistics, kissing and breast smothering. Each night the succubus Chloe rode me mercilessly.

One evening Chloe and I sat side by side with a pile of previous statistics examination papers. I understood every question, what the examiner wanted, and I could answer each of them easily. Chloe timed me on the last paper. I finished it in less than half the set time and she confirmed that I had answered every question correctly. The forthcoming real examination was no longer an insurmountable obstacle. I could face it with confidence, sure I would pass easily.

But I was less sure that I could endure the succubus Chloe night after night. She was becoming a threat. Her demands were growing. I had no idea of the real time that I spent as her victim but I thought that I was becoming short of sleep.

We were sitting side by side on the settee with our glasses of wine after another evening meal.

“Why aren’t you sleeping, James?” she asked.

I blushed.

“I’m dreaming too much, and those dreams are becoming nightmares,” I admitted.

“You shouldn’t have nightmares about the statistics examination,” She said.

“They’re not about statistics…”

“Oh. That sort of dream?”

“Yes.”

“About me?”

I paused. Should I admit that I was visited by a giant succubus version of Chloe?

“They are about me, aren’t they?”

Chloe pulled my head to her shoulder. Her breast was pressed to my side.

“Yes,” I whispered against her top.

“Dreams aren’t reality,” she said. “I think you need a real reward for tonight’s progress,” Chloe said. “If you don’t object, you’re sharing my bed tonight.”

Object? I had been dreaming of a night with Chloe for weeks.

“Thank you,” I said.

I might have said more but my words were stopped with a fierce kiss.

“Get ready for bed, James, and join me in a quarter of an hour. Just you, naked.”

She was lying in bed with a bedside light on. The bedcovers were pulled back for me. My penis stood to attention as I saw her naked breast.

“The light is on for the preparation,” Chloe said.

She picked up a sealed packet of condoms, tore it open with her teeth, took the condom and expertly fitted it to me. As her fingers eased it on I gasped. I had to think hard to stop myself ejaculating.

Chloe reached over and turned the light off. We could still see each other because the streetlights were showing through the closed curtains. Chloe pulled me beside her. Our heads were at a level. We kissed.

“You like my breasts, don’t you, James?”

“Yes. But this is the first time I have really seen them. I’ve been between them, smothered by them, enjoyed them, but they’ve always been clothed.”

“They aren’t now. Move down.”

I wriggled down the bed. Chloe swung herself over me. Her breasts were just above my face. She twisted slightly and lowered her left breast to my face. It spread across my mouth and nose and pressed down, cutting off my breathing. For a brief moment I was reminded of the succubus. Chloe lifted herself and brushed the nipple against my lips. My mouth opened and the nipple pushed in, followed by more of Chloe’s soft breast. I sucked, nibbled and enjoyed as more breast slid inside my mouth.

This body wasn’t threatening. Chloe was soft, responsive and I felt comfortable with her. My mouth moved to her other breast. She sighed gently as I sucked. An arm eased its way behind my head and clutched me to her. Her body was pressing down on mine but wasn’t as heavy or as large of the succubus of my dream.

Chloe slid down my body to push herself around my erection. I shuddered as I felt her warm grasp. She rode me, slowly at first, then more insistently. I held on as best as I could but came within minutes. She arched her back so that her lips covered mine. We kissed and nuzzled until my limpness began to recover.

“I want you to…” Chloe stopped.

“What do you want?” I asked. “I can’t refuse…”

“You might want to,” she replied. “I want you to use your mouth down there.”

“Then I will,” I said.

She moved up my body until my face was below her poised body. I extended my tongue as she lowered herself. She took most of her weight with her arms on the bed head. I was enjoying the closeness of her and the gentle downward pressure. She was obviously enjoying my activities. She was beginning to convulse with orgasms. As she did, more of her weight pushed against my face until I was swamped by her. Yet I never felt threatened or helpless. We were making love as partners, not as aggressor and victim.

She lifted herself just as I was running out of saved breath, slid down quickly and impaled herself. A few strokes and I had ejaculated. We lay there exhausted by our efforts. I went to sleep under her warm body.

I woke a couple of times during the night to feel her rhythmic contractors around my regained firmness. In between I had a dreamless sleep aware of her closeness.

In the morning I woke to an empty bed and the sound of breakfast preparations. I went to my room, shaved, showered and dressed. In the kitchen Chloe hugged me fiercely.

“You look better this morning,” she said.

“I feel better,” I replied.

“No nightmares?”

“None, just wonderful memories,” I replied.

I was rewarded with a kiss and a cup of coffee.

The next few days followed a similar pattern. I went to study statistics during the day, had tuition from Chloe in the evening, and went to bed with her at night. We were learning more about each other than I was learning about statistics but I was confident about the examination.

I was right to be confident. I opened the paper, looked at the questions, and knew I could answer them. I completed the paper, reviewed everything twice, and still had a quarter of an hour left. I left the examination hall exultant. Chloe had saved my career.

How could I repay her? I bought some flowers but they seemed inadequate. She was pleased to get them and I got a kiss. She gave me more kisses, hugs and breast smothered me as I told her about the examination. I had to wait for the results but I was confident.

We sat at the kitchen table with coffee. I looked at Chloe. She was pleased that I was happy. I had a small cloud on my horizon. I owed Chloe so much. I would still be paying her rent and living with her once my examination result was known. That wasn’t enough. I didn’t want to be just Chloe’s tenant. I wanted more, more of Chloe, yet she had already given me so much. If, when I had my MBA, I would be promoted, which was very likely, I could afford to buy a flat of my own.

A flat of my own had been my ultimate ambition. Now it seemed to be a looming disaster. I would leave Chloe who meant so much to me. I couldn’t leave Chloe.

I knew what I had to do if I didn’t want to leave Chloe’s house. I ought to wait until my result was published. I couldn’t.

I stood up, walked around the kitchen table to Chloe who looked slightly surprised. I dropped to my knees in front of her. I looked up at her face.

“Chloe,” I said, “Will you marry me? Please?”

She hadn’t expected that. Her face paled. I repeated the question.

“Will you marry me, Chloe?”

She flung her arms around me and pulled my head deep into her cleavage. She rocked me back and forth, into her cleavage and out again.

“Yes, James, YES!”

I was nearly smothered as she hugged me fiercely. Her happy tears were dropping on my head.

I had no more nightmares about statistics or a succubus of Chloe. I had the real woman who was no threat to me. Nor were statistics.

Within a few days my result was announced. I had passed with a very high score. I didn’t care. I had Chloe. She had me. Chloe was far more important than statistics.

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Zandriell could feel the human girl beginning to wake in her mind, it was like having someone stand very close to you but not touch. In her mind she could hear/feel the girl ask “what’s going on? Why can’t I feel my hands or feet, or anything? And who are you?” Moving back to the old mirror she could still see herself and off to her left she could see the naked girl, as if she was peeking over the shoulder of the demoness. Terror was naked in here eyes. “ Why can’t I even cry?” “I am...

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SuccubusChapter 7 Manifestation Seven The Passion of Sadness

The room I was shown was a small surprise to me, only in that I had never actually entered into the walk-in freezer unit in the kitchen. At the rear of the freezer was a small panel that flipped open to reveal a small keypad. Juri-sensei tapped out a series of numbers and a large section of the wall next to the pad slid inward and to the side, to reveal a spiral stair case downwards. I was led down the stairs by Juri-sensei and followed by everyone else, with the door closing automatically...

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Succubus Summoning 101Chapter 9

Phil was lying naked in bed and wondering how the hell he was going to get out of his current predicament when he heard the chanting. It caught his attention immediately because the voice was male and the chanting sounded a lot like the spells he used to hear at Wargsnouts College for Warlocks. 'How the hell' was quite appropriate considering Phil was currently trapped in Hell. Rosa and Verdé, a pair of succubi, had spirited him here after he and a friend had botched a summoning...

1 year ago
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Succubus Summoning 101Chapter 12

Phil came to. He was somewhere dark and moist. Wherever he was he felt warm and very relaxed. Before this he remembered being in Rosa's chambers, the succubus's body entwined tightly around his. Flames had raged around them and Rosa's body had burned with blazing desire, but in the midst of it he'd felt cold, ever so cold. Succubi were daemonic sexual vampires. They drained a man's life force through the act of sexual intercourse. Rosa had sucked so much of his energy only the barest...

2 years ago
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Succubus Genie part 2 How to solve a problem like Erika

Of course in some ways my life had taken a massive upturn recently; Lilith, my genie, was still as eager to please as the day I got her and I fucked her most nights, the thought of a blowjob before starting on a mounting pile of homework had kept me going for the last hour and a half. When the school bus finally came to my stop I was glad to leave the chattering of year sevens behind even though it meant a ten minute trudge through the driving rain in nothing but a school uniform. Making...

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Succubus

So this story starts of with you, whether you are the succubus or the summoner ( If you choose to be the summoner both first and last name will be used if you are the succubus just the first name will be used not the female first just the normal one)

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Succubus group

Hell was branching out. At least the succubus organization was branching out. The succubus organization was one the highest growing parts of hell. There powers were increase by spreading as much depravity as possible across the world. A lot of the demoness fed them on cum and was too much for any men in bed. There goal was to corrupt the innocent and spread depravity and perversion. They were going to send one of their demoness to earth. These women were: Mary- She was a busty demoness that...

Fantasy
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Succubus Blessing Birth Of A Prince

As I lay on the floor of the old dusty floor cold, nude, and alone, my life flashed before my eyes. It was hard enough being a versatile bisexual still in the closet. It’s worse if you are a wimpy fat college teen. No matter how posh your college is, you will always find bullies who take pleasure in beating others up. I studied hard to get into the Imperial College of Management with a full scholarship. Most of the students were from rich families. I grew up in an orphanage. The rich kids...

3 years ago
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Succubus Summoning 101Chapter 10

Hell was surprisingly beautiful sometimes, Phil thought as he stared out of the window. The strange planetary bodies that orbited this realm were sinking down below the horizon, taking the light with them. The sky darkened from a powder-puff pink to a more sensual shade that brought to mind the secrets hidden between a woman's thighs. In the world of the succubi even the colour of the sky could conjure up lustful thoughts, Phil thought. Succubi were sex daemons. They drained the life force...

3 years ago
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Succubus Summoning 101Chapter 11

At first Phil thought it was a nightmare. Then he hoped it was a nightmare. Nÿte stood at the foot of his bed with a whip in her hands. That was an image you hoped was nightmare and not reality. Phil was feeling a little divorced from reality at the moment, especially after his visit to Cérulea. He didn't have much to anchor himself to anyway. Phil was currently imprisoned in Hell. Reality couldn't exactly be regarded as a concrete foundation out here. Nÿte was a succubus and a fearsome...

2 years ago
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Succubus Summoning 101Chapter 14

"It's time," she said, her lips curling up in a cruel smile. Her words sent splinters of ice through Phil's naked skin. A few months back Phil would have expected finding himself naked and lying underneath a beautiful, voluptuous and above all naked blonde girl to have provoked a range of strong emotions. Most of them would have been the obvious ones, but he wouldn't have been too surprised if a little fear or apprehension entered the mix. Back then he'd still been a virgin, so a few...

2 years ago
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Succubus Leveyla Pt1

If you are offended by demons, foul language, or demon ladies temporarily growing penises for use on other demon ladies, then don’t read this. I didn’t create the succubus and didn’t intentionally infringe upon anything, just wrote what I thought up for fun. That said, it’s pretty raunchy, so I’m just giving the heads up. I enjoy it, but I’m a freak. If you like it too, then lemme know and I’ll write more and put it up Enjoy. ~Bamboo PART ONE In this world, there exist wicked beings of all...

1 year ago
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Succubus 3

Tera stood back. She didn’t really have a name - not one that humans could pronounce anyway. So she adopted names wherever she went.She usually chose the names of the girls of easy virtue, the harlots, the sluts, the ladies of the night, the porn stars - call them what you will. She felt that they were kindred spirits. After all she was the perennial harlot, the eternal slut, the bottomless cum drinker. She traded sex for life. She survived the centuries by consuming essence during sexual...

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Succubus Meal CatcherPart 1

(btw this is all fictional,just a creation and inspiration)It all started with a little note,And it said "Meet me in the alley,Love your mystery friend" I quote,Curious and anxious, reading it over as I looked,I made my way to the alley,with my gun under my shirt,Mystery friend,had a lovely face,A body that looked a succubus that will drain your soul if given a taste,Letting my guard down I say "Hi","Are you the one,who told me to drop by"She didn't respond,only gazed,Her darting eyes towards...

1 year ago
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Succubus Blessing 8211 Part 2 The Awakening

It had been 2 months since I bonded with Mayamohini, the succubus. The process of adapting to her power was hard and painful. My body could modify by the instinct of my need like speed, strength, and comfort. But when I changed any part of me at will, I felt excruciating pain. The next problem was supplies. I did not have a piece of cloth to cover me. I had pretty much-eaten anything edible near the palace. At night, I had to sneak into the village dressed in a ripped shirt and jeans. I stole a...

4 years ago
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Succubus Summoning 101Chapter 3

Phil heard a rattling of leathery wings. A shadow passed over him. Verdé touched down on her hands and knees between him and the door. She was the same level as him, her smiling faces just inches from his own. No. "Going somewhere baby warlock?" she smiled, showing two sharp little fangs. "Don't you like us?" "I want to live," Phil Rowling replied. Verdé was a succubus, a daemonic sexual vampire. He and Jake Pulman had smoked a few too many joints and summoned up her and Rosa for...

2 years ago
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Succubus Summoning 101Chapter 4

"We promised we'd do every filthy little thing with you," Rosa whispered in his other ear. Her hand tickled his balls. Phil only half heard. His ears pricked up at sounds he heard from outside. Footsteps on stone flagstones. A Wargsnouts' security patrol! He was saved! "Help me!" Phil screamed. "There's two succubi in here. They're going to kill me!" Shocked, Verdé and Rosa stared at the door. The footsteps grew closer. Moments ago Phil Rowling had lost his virginity to...

2 years ago
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Succubus Summoning 101Chapter 5

"Still with us baby warlock?" Rosa whispered in his ear, her hot breath tickling through his hair. She reached down between his legs with her other hand and cupped his balls in her hand. They were already swelling again, churning out more and more sperm despite the protestations of his body. "Oh yes, you've still got plenty to give," Rosa whispered. She kissed him wetly on the side of his mouth with her full lips. Phil continued to stare into Verdé's eyes. Once again he thought he...

1 year ago
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Succubus Summoning 101Chapter 7

Phil lay on a big bed and listened to the noises of the night outside. Large animals snuffled about beneath the windows. Occasionally the silence was punctuated with a cacophony of howls and growls that clawed at his sanity and threatened to tear it asunder. Phil was in hell. Previous to his current predicament he'd been a rather mediocre student at the Wargsnouts College for Warlocks. Despite his obvious mediocrity he and a friend had decided to summon up a pair of sex daemons for a...

3 years ago
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Succubus Summoning 101Chapter 8

Phil opened his eyes. He was lying on a cushioned bench. He felt perfectly relaxed. His body was surrounded by a warm pleasant glow. He looked up and stared into the face of a beautiful woman with long, flowing blonde hair. She was a vision of radiance. Had he died and gone to heaven? Was this an angel come to welcome him? He groaned in pleasure as an orgasm shuddered through his body. A surge of relief flowed through him as his hips bucked upwards and he spurted his seed into a soft,...

2 years ago
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Succubus Summoning 101Chapter 13

Many-Eyed Hydra The air was different. It was a subtle change, but Phil still sensed it. For as long as he'd been held captive in the succubi's castle there had always been the ever present aroma of sex and arousal in the air. The scent was still there, only now it was a lot stronger. The air was thick with it. It caught hold of him and started a niggling little itch in his balls. It wasn't as if he was lacking for sex at the moment. On the contrary, he was getting so much it was...

2 years ago
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Not Statistics

Many thanks to my editor Erik Thread. If there are some errors still, its only because I played around a little with the final edits that Erik sent across. "So, Judy, are you getting married to Jack once the divorce is through?" My wife had informed me a week prior that she was divorcing me and marrying her high school boyfriend, Jack Ripper. She looked up from her plate. "Yes. You should be receiving the divorce papers tomorrow. I am asking for no support for me, no alimony. I just want...

3 years ago
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Succubus Chapter 2

I see him. My target. My victim. Whatever you want to call it. I’ve been studying him for a week now. I am in the form of a sparrow, flying over his head. He walks into a sandwich shop. I change to my ghost form and follow inside. He is sitting alone, eating a sandwich. I read his thoughts. Work is so boring today I’m so horny Why won’t my wife have sex with me anymore? The perfect target. As he walks home, none of his family is there. He jumps on his bed. The perfect chance. “Joseph.”...

2 years ago
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Succubus Kiss Part 1

The dark room was illuminated only by the images playing on the computer screen. The video constantly altered the look of the room, still only giving light to a small porting while leaving the rest in shadows. Jason sat in his chair in only his boxers, starring intensely at the computer sitting on his desk. He had an earpiece connected to the computer in his left ear. This way he could listen to all the audio while still listening for his family if they started to wake up. Jason was a...

3 years ago
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Succubus

Invisible finger the hand of fate Finds you and lingers to agitate From without to within that whispered smile Caressing your soul… at least for a while. Passion building so hard to control An aphrodisiac for your soul Skin is tingling… a feathery touch Yearning, wanting, needing so much. Waking your body with carnal desire Playing your mind, stoking the fire Incredible feeling… swallowed by lust Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. To rise again, hunger anew She is calling… calling to you Sugary...

3 years ago
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Succubus Warriors

In this world of magic and monsters, adventurers of all kinds go out in hopes of fame and glory and wealth, but few truely can say they have achieved that goal. Three women in particular are infamous for these aspects. There is the Warrioress, Samantha Truthseeker, a Mercinary. She fights for the sake of glory wanting to have as many titles as possible so she can be written down in history books as a famous knight. However, the only thing she is famous for is her cockiness and love for...

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Succubus

You, Venus Xana, are ready for some fun. You sigh in petty annoyance though, because instead of going and doing as you're supposed to, you have been called back to hell to check on the humans you've captured, instead of finding another soul to steal. It has become so common, and you have lived so long, stealing the souls of men (and some women, when the times call for it) when they cannot control their desire for you. You've mastered your abilities to give them just what they want, and you are...

Fantasy
3 years ago
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Succubus 2

Norm kissed her tits for the eleventh time. He just couldn’t get enough of her. He had last made love to her a year ago, but here she was, back in the flesh. The year in between he had lost all interest in girls. It was almost as if they were meant to happen.Or so he thought.She was different this time round. The color of her eyes was no longer sea blue. It had a little green mixed in with it. The color of her hair was still the same raven. She had bigger breasts this time round, and her...

Supernatural
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Succubus

She was like the cheerleader who gang bangs the entire football team. Only she was never going to be exhausted at the end of her debauchery. This was the one and the only reason she existed. She drew her strength from their semen. Every man who landed his load on her, and grinned, thinking how messy he had made her, had given her additional years to further her sticky existence. Every last ounce of jizz that came anywhere near her was converted into life giving essence.She could change shape...

Supernatural
3 years ago
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Succubus

I glanced over to the passenger in my car, marveling at her beauty, and my good fortune. She looked back with a soft smile that sent a tingle straight through my spine. God, how I wanted her. It was only a few hours ago that I had met her at the bar, her long blond hair shining even in the dim light of the smoky room. The thin, light blue dress she wore clung to her form, the loose skirt wrapping itself around her legs with every step she took. Her feet were displayed in silver heels, the hem...

1 year ago
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Succubus

I glanced over to the passenger in my car, marveling at her beauty, and my good fortune. She looked back with a soft smile that sent a tingle straight through my spine. God, how I wanted her. It was only a few hours ago that I had met her at the bar, her long blond hair shining even in the dim light of the smoky room. The thin, light blue dress she wore clung to her form, the loose skirt wrapping itself around her legs with every step she took. Her feet were displayed in silver heels, the hem...

1 year ago
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Succubus Meal CatcherPart 2

(btw..all is fictional,there is no woman that slutty..at least don't know one yet,and enjoy X) )Feeling my head,being dragged from the cold floor,With the smell of the blindfold,over powering me more and more,In a daze,I don't know what to think or what's going on,So far i want to be lost,rather than to be found,Unable to come to my senses,Felt sick from the motion sickness,The high scent keep increasing like burning incense,Sooner or later,that moment i kept reminiscing,The soft touch of her...

3 years ago
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Succubus

I glanced over to the passenger in my car, marveling at her beauty, and my good fortune. She looked back with a soft smile that sent a tingle straight through my spine. God, how I wanted her. It was only a few hours ago that I had met her at the bar, her long blond hair shining even in the dim light of the smoky room. The thin, light blue dress she wore clung to her form, the loose skirt wrapping itself around her legs with every step she took. Her feet were displayed in silver heels, the hem...

3 years ago
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Succubus

Invisible finger the hand of fateFinds you and lingers to agitateFrom without to within that whispered smileCaressing your soul... at least for a while.Passion building so hard to controlAn aphrodisiac for your soulSkin is tingling... a feathery touchYearning, wanting, needing so much.Waking your body with carnal desirePlaying your mind, stoking the fireIncredible feeling... swallowed by lustAshes to ashes, dust to dust.To rise again, hunger anewShe is calling... calling to youSugary sweet this...

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Succubus Bachlor party story

I got a call out of the blue from an Ex of mine asking if I would be willing to be the erotic entertainment for his friend’s bachelor party. He said I was the sexiest woman he knew. I got wet just thinking about it. I told him yes. When the day came, I picked a sexy outfit and went to the address he gave me. When I walked in the bartender just smiled and said that they were anxiously waiting for me in the back room. I walked in the place erupted in cheers. My pussy gushed. It was going to be a...

2 years ago
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Succubus Bachelor Party Story

I got a call out of the blue from an Ex of mine asking if I would be willing to be the erotic entertainment for his friend’s bachelor party. He said I was the sexiest woman he knew. I got wet just thinking about it. I told him yes. When the day came, I picked a sexy outfit and went to the address he gave me. When I walked in the bartender just smiled and said that they anxiously waiting for me in the back room. I walked in the place erupted in cheers. My pussy gushed. It was going to be a fun...

2 years ago
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Succubus Among Us

Lucifer smiled on his throne, twirling a shot glass in one hand. The advent of the internet really was a boon for his domain. He watched as the two newest Succubi stumbled down the three visible steps that connected Heaven and Hell, beyond fucked. In the past the stairs would have been closed most of the time, but now it was pretty much open season. In the end, what better way could there be for the big G to relax than through a little dalliance with some of Hell's finest? The glass in...

2 years ago
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Succubus Blessing 8211 Part 2 Kama Zone

“Sole heir to Dutt resort chain, Rupesh Dutt under investigation for allegations of misdeeds. The son of Late Pratik Dutt and Ms. Smith Dutt has not yet been arrested and is believed to have left the country. New evidence for the case came to light after a confession video from the prime suspects, Raghav and Sujit.” “Both of them have been involved in various crimes. They were found dead in an abandoned building, possibly overdosed on drugs found on the scene. Ms. Dutt denies any connection to...

1 year ago
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Succubus Blessing 8211 Part 4 Making Rohan An Ally

“What the fuck were you thinking, Raj? It’s one thing to use my name to get the penthouse suite but to have a full-blown orgy in it? That is just horrid. Everything there is high-class carpet to ceiling and is now either broken or filthy thanks to you and your party guests.” This loud yelling outside my villa awoke me. I checked my phone to see I had slept for 2 days. It was 10 am, but I was still tired from using the kama zone. My villa was secluded, and I paid extra to be left alone. I peered...

3 years ago
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Succubus Blessing 8211 Part 5 A Deal

Rohan: Are you sure it’s fine down there? Prince: I told you your ass is clean. I stood up behind Rohan after enjoying eating his ass. I had pinned him against the wall and lifted his left leg onto the dresser opening his ass wide for me. His cherry-red asshole was wet and ready for my cock, which was rubbing against it. R: Don’t be a tease. Push it in. I pushed, and he moaned as my thick cock pierced his virgin ass, not stopping till I felt the end of his anus. 6 inches were in. As his...

3 years ago
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Succubus

It was a warm sunny summer morning as Dave West left his car in the tiny village car park and followed the path across the fields towards the distant woods. He allowed his mind to drift, enjoying the sounds, sights and smells of the countryside around him. As he walked he could feel the hassles of work drop from his shoulders, thoughts of his cramped office with piles of paperwork slipped to the back of his mind. Climbing a stile he entered the cool canopy of the woods, surrounded by trees he...

3 years ago
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Succubus of Slaanesh

"Money may be the route of all evil, but sex is the route of all pleasure" Slaanesh proverb. Neil rooted amongst the dusty shelves. Some of the books had not been disturbed in years by the look of it. Considering most of the books were on Imperial tax laws, Neil was not surprised. Neil rued the day his father had talked him into accounting. He had wanted to be a mechanic, or a pilot, possibly even a great commander in the Imperial Guard. He had even flirted with the possibility of...

3 years ago
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SuccubusChapter 2 Manifestation Two The Passion of Desire

"Hey sleeeepyhead ... Hey sleepy..." an angel's whispered voice wafted into my awareness. "Wakey, wakey..." another voice sung melodically to my senses, "Hey! Get up, you lazy kid!" The last voice acting like a heavy dose of ice water on the warm tones of the previous two. My eyes popped open to reveal two women leaning on either side my bed, Nene-san and Tama-san, and Doi-san standing behind Nene-san with a scowl on her face. I was still a bit fuzzy from sleep. It felt like I hadn't...

2 years ago
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SuccubusChapter 3 Manifestation ThreeThe Passion of Love

I began stretching exercises with Tama-sensei once she was on the ground, but she seemed to be fighting it. Every time I came too close to her she became even more flustered. I had her seated on the ground with her legs split so she could stretch the hamstrings by having me push gently on her back. She was so stiff and tight that I had to lean against her to get any motion. This seemed to do nothing more than cause her to tense even more. Finally I moved around in front of her and sat with...

3 years ago
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SuccubusChapter 4 Manifestation Four The Passion of Fear

I was expecting some sort of dream like I normally have, but nothing like that came about. I slept undisturbed through the night, which was surprising with the amount of people currently in my room when I do sleep. I woke refreshed and feeling energized. I also woke up before anyone else did. Not surprising considering the amount of sleep I got yesterday. I moved cautiously through the mine field of sleeping bodies and made my way to the balcony again. I had left the door open last night as...

3 years ago
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SuccubusChapter 5 Manifestation Five The Passion of Anger

I stepped forward towards Noro Utako as she cringed with a terrified and desperate look, she scrabbled backwards then lunged at Tama-sensei, grabbed her by the neck and dragged her tight to her body. She placed the knife, a 25 cm double edge blade with a simple black rubber handle, against Tama-sensei's throat. "Move and she dies!" she screamed in raged desperation. She dragged the unconscious body of Tama-sensei over beside Juri-sensei and produced another similar knife from somewhere....

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