Short Story: The Night of the Succubus (and the Incubus)

As I lay in bed that cold winter’s night having my usual late night wank, my white virgin sixteen year old cheeks clenched as I pulled on my cut knob to the point of orgasm once more. The semen which quirted from myself seemed to spell in cursive: ‘Come, come’ in the white fluid which I had held back for so long – too long. Another wank was over. They were such long wanks on those winter nights and I would squeeze the artery and foreskin below my glans and hold off as long as possible…. The pleasure and pain could sometimes be unbearable.

However, this night I desired something more than just a wank. I wanted a woman and I knew just which women… She was the sports teacher at my high school. Our blue eyes had met over the quadrangle and hers were a blueberry and her hair was blonde from the sun. I had wanked over her much over the weeks that were just as I had wanked over what I imagined to be the cock of my best friend … It was hard to choose which I preferred, either the cock of my friend disembodied in my own mind along with his cool and funny mind which I had admired so much, or the breasts and face of this young woman. Her smile… She was a woman and wasn’t that the right thing to do but lust after youth and beauty? It was right to pull my dick over her.

So my cock faded in my hand with the last drips of semen as I pulled my foreskin over my coronal ring and above over my glans once more. What next I wondered in the pitch black of my bedroom? I began incantations of the words spelt in the cum which was still on the ends of my fingers. “Come! Come!” Or “cum cum” if you want to be more precise. I closed my eyes and prayed that a spirit would come and rape me. I should not say rape but have sex with me although my sixteen year old self hoped that the spirit that would come would be a women and would love me like no other… Love my cock like no other, my virgin self lamented.

My cock was hard again and as I stroked it the incantations continued as I stroked it still harder until it hurt. Oh my cut knob how lonely it was as I felt the scar on the back and felt the red rawness of the foreskin once more… “Come, come, come…”

There was a light at the end of the bed. First it was like a pin of light and then it grew larger until it was like some apparition like a kind of angel who was approaching me in the darkness. I finally opened my eyes and there was her face in front of mine. She was floating over the bed with that unmistakable smile and I lay on my back under my covers like I always did.

“I have come for you… You have called me….”

“Who are you?”

“Who do I look like…. Am I not the one you have desired?”

“Please suck my cock… It has never been sucked before.”

“Your cock has never been sucked?”

“Never.”

“Are you a virgin sacrifice?”

“It remains unsucked!”

“Then what is your wish?”

“That you suck the fuck out of it!”

Her ghostly hands pulled the covers down from my body as she ignored the spent semen from my previous orgasm now swept away by my hot fingers and the covers. My cock was not too large and neither was it too small but it was erect and glowing in the light of the apparition. Her face was white but it was of a beauty which matched that of the sports teacher. Her face hovered over my penis and I was not scared. In fact, I couldn’t wait for her to start sucking the thing. Her ghostly hand reached out and gently grabbed the base of my cock and stroked upwards as she felt every part of my dick like no other woman had felt me. And I mean no woman as I was a virgin without the touch of any other. But no longer…

When she opened her mouth I got the shock of my life as a forked tongue suddenly appeared from the orifice. It was not a long forked tongue but it was one which licked the back of my glans where it joined like a lover’s heart. 

“Do you want me?”

“Yes, definitely, I want you.”

“You know I am a succubus,” she said.

“Is that a good thing?”

“It is good.”

And I hoped she would not bite… It was then her mouth engulfed my cock. And boy you could feel this girl suck cock. When she said she was a succubus, I had no idea what she was talking about until this very moment…. My cock was getting bigger with every vacuum cleaning moment. I just lay there as the spirit did her business. I had never had a head job before and so I didn’t know if this was really the real thing. It was something more than a head job…. It was, well, it was a succubus!

She grabbed the base of my penis with her hand and placed my cock down her throat and with a pulling motion began to suck very very hard. My cock had never had it so good. It was not unpleasant, but she had gotten straight into it and there had been no foreplay where I imagined she would lick and suck my glans… But this? Pure suction and I lay back after watching the top of her head kick back and release the penis from her lips. It had already grown enormously and I didn’t really notice the hellish redness which had probably already engulfed the skin…. And still she went down on me, sucking while my hands grabbed at the sheets beside me…. The pleasure was enormous and so was my cock now…. What would you say ten or eleven inches? I had never known such a feat! I felt I could almost come now as the feeling of the cock was steady throughout and her forked tongue licked her own saliva over the shiny glaze of corona. I knew I couldn’t come, my cock swollen now to thirteen inches and red, so red and raw. It is the curse of the succubus, the not being able to come, pleasure and all, it is a curse… My heart was beating black and I guess it is what you would call the black beat as it is about to lose all rhythm due to the arteries of the cock taking precedence. I gasped as the succubus let go of her prize and her tongue darted back into her head. She began to hover over the bed as I lay underneath her still erect and yet somehow spent.

“Did I satisfy you?,” she asked.

“You can really suck cock,” I said over-enthusiastically. “Yes…. You have satisfied me and I think you are beautiful….”

“You like my tongue?”

“Er, your mouth and your hands…. And your face….”

“I think there is another ….”

“Another what?”

“…Who should visit you,” said the succubus. “It is not I who can give you full pleasure.”

The succubus prepared to snap her fingers and said: “He will visit you in the early hours.”

Snap! And she was gone …. Leaving me with a rather large and floppy cock which I found I was unable to pee with through my bedroom window.

“He?,” I questioned. What did she mean by he? I lay down in bed on top of the covers and waited for my visitor…. An hour or so passed and I must have nodded off because when I did wake it was the face of my best friend Mark, or was it, that was floating in the ether of the night? My eyes squinted in the darkness for it was a naked demon and his skin was black and reddish and yet it would glow almost purple in very rare glowing flashes. He floated above me and what I noticed first about him, as if you couldn’t notice the bloody thing was his over foot long cock and it was erect… Neither a cut knob or an uncut one…. You notice these things. Or was it? I wanted to get a closer look.

“I am an incubus,” said the deep voice of the demon which then coughed and broke out in the voice of my friend Mark… “I’m here to give you your deepest pleasure, and I do mean deepest” he laughed… “How do you want it in the mouth or areaways?”

“Mark this isn’t funny, I can’t move,” I said frozen. It was Mark and yet it wasn’t him at all.

The demon dropped down from the high ceiling and dipped his foreskin into my mouth. It was still loose and tender like that of a teenager and I took it into my lips and sucked it for a moment.

“Tastes good doesn’t it?,” said the succubus “A bit like chicken” and pulled back the reddish skin from his glans. So tender the skin it almost was like a roasted chicken…. I licked the honeyed foreskin, for it had the consistency of honey as I then sucked the entire glans, ever so briefly and ever so gently. Do the incubus tasted sweet.

“You are doing good slave to incubus…. Tell me does your friend give you pleasure like I do?”

“What do you mean?,” I said embarrassed.

“Or are these your wish fulfilment? Take the cock, it is yours if you wish.”

I felt the incubus rise above me once more as he took his black webbed fingers and placed one up my virgin arsehole. It was tight from never having been fucked but now I knew the incubus wanted me just as I had dreamed I had wanted Mark. The incubus used his hands to part my legs as his erect member moved closer to my butthole. How I thought his penis would rip me apart and I shivered in fear as his hands lifted my ball sac and then grabbed my cock and pulled it once for good measure… He then entered me… I felt his glans pass through inside of me entering me deeper and deeper… and he groaned as I groaned also in the passing of the moment

“Did the eyes light up for you?,” he asked with an almost gravelly voice.

Did I imagine the pleasure of the large penis entering me? My eyes did light up at first and then when the incubus had reached the point of no return, I closed my eyes and enjoyed the pleasure or was it pain? I do not recommend an incubus or succubus visit you in the early hours if no other way than unsupervised…. Is there no other way, even unsupervised by your own morality? If you want to call it that? However, I was facing upwards and the incubus could suck my cock while he fucked me that was how splendidly his spine could stretch and after half an hour of this position I came once more without ejaculating…. I thought he had come up my arse but instead with a flourish he pulled out his cock and ejaculated over what was left of my dick and stomach, the cum pooling in my belly button until it overflowed on the sheets.

“There, how do you like your Mark now?,” asked the incubus, his voice almost booming.

“I’m not sure I like anyone anymore, not even my own fucking dick!”

The incubus laughed with his arms crossed at the end of my bed.

“You want me to fuck you one more time, just like you dreamt Mark could?”

“I’d wish you’d send the succubus!”

“Why I could choke you with my cock in just a second1”

And me snapped his fingers and disappeared….. It wasn’t long before there was more light in the bedroom. I wish I could say the pleasure with the succubus was all good but there was blood on the sheets from my bleeding backside, not to mentions shit stains as well as plenty of cum stains which were not my own.

The succubus had returned! She descended and sat astride my shoulders pressing her sweet moist vagina into my face…. Beautiful moist and blonde pubic hair.

“You have failed the test of the succubus and the incubus and you must pay the price!”

It was though I couldn’t quite breath as I stared into her pubic hair as it edged closer.

“Please forgive me…. I’ll do anything you want.”

“That has been the problem …. You have had your night – prepare to die!”

And so it was my friends I was given the choice to eat pussy or go on living a life of lies as the lover of Mark, I told my friends at the Joy Street Baptist Church at one of their regular meetings…. “When really I was in hell!!” I told them existentially as I reached for another Tim Tam.