Succubus Hot Novels & Stories

“Succubus, I didn’t expect your Violet Succubus Organization to be here. So you also want to get a piece of the pie too? Didn’t I hear that you were a fan of Tyr’s before?” At this moment, a sturdy man walked up to a stunning lady in a purple bodysuit and teased her half-jokingly, “I heard that you have a strange fetish; you are fond of male corpses. So, after we kill Tyr later, are you going to take his corpse aside and have some fun with him?” Succubus frowned. The lady stared at that big man coldly and admonished coldly, “You’re really annoying. But, if you like this fetish of mine, you can personally give it a try.”

I could swear that I didn't see it coming, it's happened so fast that suddenly my body crashed into his hard body as his hands gripped my back, I gasped as my hand come in contact with his thorn chest. OMFG! I could feel the hard toned body underneath his shirt, I bet he has those perfect abs that can make every girl drool over him. "Stop playing innocent with my Tabitha" he whispered huskily before colliding his hot lips on mine. Oh damn it! His one hand went to my head as he takes my lips deeper like he couldn't get enough of it, his warm lips were covering every inch of mine not missing out a spot, I felt my breathing hinge at his sudden assault.

Her voice is delicious, and the sound of it slides straight between my legs and it makes my clit throb with need. My body has never reacted to anyone like this before…. Well, except the cute barista. But my pussy…. That has never throbbed before even when I see the barista. But right now? It’s uncontrollable. “I’m Lira, a succubus, as you can see.” She laughs, the sound sultry and seductive. “And I can smell your need from here. That shy little pussy’s been aching for years, hasn’t it?” I try to speak, try to tell her that this is just a mistake, but the words die in my throat like always. My cheeks burn. My soaked panties cling to me.

A Succubus Awakener. Her partner is practically a mountain. He stands at least seven feet tall, his sleeveless shirt exposing bulging muscles covered in glowing, deep-blue lightning tattoos. His spiky blond hair crackles with actual static electricity. The Succubus pulls back from his lips, her eyes hooded. She notices us standing there and purrs. "Well, well. Who's the cute little sister wandering the halls?" Her voice is smoky, raspy, and practically dripping with an X-rated aura. Just hearing it makes Arlo take a step back, clutching his chest.

The succubus forced the smaller girl to straddle one thick thigh and grind her soaked pussy against it while two tentacles invaded her at once one in her ass, one in her pussy, stretching both holes wide and fucking her in perfect sync. Quiet goth girl Lena was dragged to Selene’s side. Lilithara made her lie on her back beneath Selene in a sixty-nine position. “Eat your leader’s cum-soaked pussy while I fuck you,” the succubus ordered. Lena obeyed eagerly, tongue diving into Selene’s dripping folds as Lilithara knelt behind her and drove her real futa cock balls-deep into Lena’s tight ass. The chapel filled with a symphony of wet slapping sounds, desperate moans, and broken begging.

He's just… hungry. Me: [Hungry? But he eats three meals a day.] A flurry of messages came through. Customer service: [Not that kind of hungry. He's starving for affection—he wants to kiss you, or maybe… do other things.] Customer service: [Incubi aren't for chores, they're for helping humans relieve their desires. In other words, your incubus is in a state of extreme hunger and craving—you, specifically.] Customer service: [But unfortunately, he's been throwing seductive looks at someone who's completely oblivious.]

I curse as her pussy clenches around my cock, it's too good, the heat and the slick…paradise. “Go on, baby…take your time” I say and rest my hands in her ass, I knead the flesh, knowing how much she likes it. Her hips rock back and forth and I see the way her eyes cross, before my own eyes roll back in my head, it's too hot between us. And somehow it gets hotter when she catches our reflections in the mirror. My stepdaughter is on top, riding my cock like it's her favorite thing to do, our bodies are sweaty and flushed red.

"Well damn, but she never sleeps long. I'll hang around until she's awake." "Cool. Her eyes have been changing. You gotta see it!" "I can't wait. I'm pulling up to the drive." "Use the key, and Mara? I'm sorry but the succubus … she's not been fed—and I'm really hungry … both ways." I felt her sigh but not totally in displeasure. The succubus surpassed sexual orientation. As far as I could tell none of my ladies were anything but heterosexual and yet any of them would gladly have sex with me. In the past we've pushed the envelope more times than I can count.

She only gripped my hair, holding me in place. “Mmmm,” she moaned against me. “He’s trembling. I love it.” The first succubus slid down between my thighs, her mouth wrapping around me again. I screamed instantly, body jerking. “Ahhhhhh! Stop—it’s too much—it’s—ahhhhhh!” The second giggled, grinding against my chest, pressing her weight down. “He’s so loud. Make him louder.” The first hummed around my cock, throat swallowing me. My vision blurred.

His breath tickling my ear as his hands cupped my breasts, kneading them in his large hands. “Yes, oh god.” I gasped out and he thrust faster. “Please.” “Please what, my love?” He whispered huskily in my ear as his hand trailed lower down my abdomen. “Marcus, please.” I begged, words were becoming harder as Sin’s power floated around and fed off the energy that Marcus and I were creating. My own succubus was gluttonous, devouring this feeling, feeding into until my need thrummed with a fever like pitch.