Succubus Novels & Stories

Another tentacle came out of its chest and ripped her clothing away before the ones restraining her pulled her nearer to him. Until now, all of the tentacles had emerged from his chest, but the next one came from his groin. It slowly writhed in the air, creeping ever closer until it was touching her inner thigh. Then it moved up until it was caressing her pussy lips. The tip probed the opening and moved slowly back and forth over her clit. Candy was a succubus, and if the succubae have one flaw, it’s their insatiable appetite for sex. Although she would never admit it, the urges of her creation were telling her to enjoy the moment.

I gasped, looking at the black script inked above the illumination: “INCUBUS: A Fowl Daemon that preys on Mortal wymen. Through sexual congress, it feeds off Mortal souls.” My eyes grew wide as saucers. “Incubus?” I said, the strange word rolling off my tongue. Wasn't that a band? Disgust roiled in my stomach. My finger traced the text, searching. “CONTRACT WYTH INCUBI: Should a Mortal woman desyre sexual power over men, she may bind herself to an Incubus. This, however, is duly advysed against, being altogether foolysh. A Mark is placed upon her, and the Incubus partially feeds off the sexual enyrgies derived from congress. But that is not the onlie thing he feeds off of. The Mort

Ryan's eyes widened. "You better walk fast if you don't want your dick to be among them. Well, this is Bincubus's chamber and Dincubus's chamber." "What are they?" "Your worst nightmare. Their chamber is one of the biggest demonic chamber because it has a male demon and a female demon in it so it's like two in one. The first chamber is owned by Bincubus, the demon in male form that seeks to have sexual intercourse with women that are fast asleep. In some countries it is known as spirit husband it spiritual husband. Once it starts sleeping with the women, it never stops, the woman will experience bad luck, marital delay, barrenness or she might not even get married because Bincubus can be ver

In the quiet town of Ravenswood, nestled within a dense forest, a young woman named Isabella found herself captivated by the haunting beauty of the moonlit nights. It was during these bewitching hours that a mysterious presence would emerge—a seductive incubus named Damien. Invisible to mortal eyes, Damien moved through the shadows, his dark and alluring aura drawing him towards Isabella. He was enticed by her delicate features, the way her hair cascaded like ebony silk and her eyes sparkled with an untamed fire.

Lillian said trying to fight off the fatigue, the desire to doze off, she was trying to stay awake as they awaited the return of her older sister Eureka. It was already past 3am, “What’s that you’re saying?” asked Willy looking weary himself. “I was just pondering about the meaning of the term ‘Succubus’ — I think I read it somewhere, it means: it’s a female demonic entity, that can come to men at night when they are asleep and suck away their energy and even their lives,”— Lillian said, and she stared hard at Willy trying to read his response.

I know my lips are half-open, and I can feel between my legs my body getting ready to receive him. "Luce dei miei occhi" (light of my eyes*), he calls to me. I feel euphoria and disgust at the same time. Every fiber of my body trembles with the desire to feel him inside me. And, I curse myself for this growing anticipation that only he can provoke and relieve. Slap. "You are mine," he declares. I flinch at the wooden spoon on the inside of my thighs. Slap. "You are not refusing me," he continues.

"What if he doesn’t want me anymore?" "Oh, Lucija, just fucking trust me. I am here to teach you how to be a succubus so you can see him." "A succubus?" My eyes widened at his words. Never in my wildest dreams did I ever think of using this side of me. A succubus is one of our forms that allows us to have sexual relations with sleeping humans while they believe they are awake. "What if I hurt him?" "You can’t. Your succubus form would never hurt anyone, but of course, if they didn’t want to and struggled in their sleep, that’s another case. But I don’t think he will

“So, when Max and I are alone in our bedroom, Melissa is watching?” “Not just Melissa,” she said, anxiously. “I believe that there is an incubus occupying the house who has targeted you. And, also, a shadow person.” “You mentioned an incubus before, but I never bothered to research it. What is it?” I asked. “To be short and clear,” she said as she sipped on her coffee. “It’s a male spirit who is often called demonic. He has sex with sleeping women. His female equivalent would be a succubus.”

So I messaged customer service: [Hello, I'm looking for a gentle incubus who can warm my bed. I'd heard incubi tend to have higher body temperatures—perfect for warming my hands and feet. Besides, what if a succubus also suffered from cold intolerance? Customer service replied: [Hello!] A moment later, they sent over an incubus poster. [Based on your needs, I recommend this one. This incubus will give you the ultimate tenderness and let you experience blissful pleasure every single night.] That slogan was a little too dramatic, wasn't it? [The one you're interested in is a flash-sale item—what great taste you have!]

Una couldn’t blame them if they thought she was a threat. Drite called her a succubus. A female demon who rose from Elduri. Before Una could beg for her life, Drite vanished. DRITE appeared inside the throne room, where his brother seemed to wait for him. He was looking out the window as if checking the twinkling stars. “I heard you captured an Alsacheri female.” Lord Azhir turned to face him. “What could be her crime? We don’t want to have a tainted relationship with Alsache.” He pertained to the water domain, which was the home of the healers.