Succubitch

Disclaimer: I do not own That '70s Show.

It's the middle of the night, Red and Kitty are fast asleep, and Hyde has snuck out of his bedroom in the basement, so Eric decides to creep down there and smoke a couple bowls before he hits the hay. When he reaches the bottom of the stairs, however, he sees that Laurie has already beat him to his stash.

"Oh, it's just you," she says, pulling the baggy of weed back out from behind the throw pillow on the couch that Eric joins her on. "Thought you might've been Mom or Dad."

"Who said you could touch my stash?"

"That little devil on my shoulder that never shuts up."

"You are the devil."

"I prefer succubus."

Laurie takes a hit from Eric's pipe, then passes it to him.

"More like, succu

bitch."

"Ha, ha."

She flips him off, and he returns the gesture as he passes the pipe back.

Subconsciously, his eyes trail down from the lips she purses around the pipe, over the baggy, red t-shirt that barely reaches not even halfway down her thighs, all the way to the dainty feet propped up on the coffee table. When he looks back up at her face, he sees the devilish smirk on it accompanied by the curious raise of an eyebrow.

"What?" he asks.

"You were just checking me out."

"What?!" Eric repeats more dramatically, feeling his face heat. Believing his own words, he says, "No, I wasn't."

"Yeah, you were," Laurie says, still smirking at him. "I'm your sister, ya perv."

"Yeah, exactly," Eric says, suddenly self-conscious about where his eyes land. "You're the perv for even thinking that."

"Oh, please, even you can't deny that I'm a hot." Laurie removes her feet from the coffee table to instead rest them on Eric's lap and watches as his gaze slowly sweeps up from her toes to her head of fluffy, blonde, Farrah Fawcett hair. "See?" She's like, "You're checking me out again."

Eric's blush deepens as he averts his eyes.

"I wasn't checking you out," he insists, though he realizes now that he was.

"You know, you're almost cute when you get all shy like that." Eric looks back up at Laurie with a baffled expression, unable to believe that she's seriously flirting with him. Even for her, it's quite the feet. "I bet you've jerked off to me before."

"No way," he lies, looking away from her again. "Like I said, you're my sister."

"So, you're just like your little hero, Luke Skywalker."

"Not funny."

"Anyway, I thought you were

into

incest. Remember that time with our cousin, Penny?"

"You know she tricked me into thinking she was adopted."

"Yeah, that was great." Laurie laughs evilly at the memory. "Unlike Penny, I'm not a tease, though. I actually put out."

Eric subconsciously holds his breath and watches in nervous anticipation as Laurie's foot slowly inches its way up his thigh, but he reflexively hops off the couch when her toes disappear under the hem of his boxers.

"Woah!" He gapes at her. "What the hell?!"

"Shh!" She holds her finger up to her lips as she shushes him, then beckons him with it and pats the empty space beside her on the couch. "Wanna have a little fun?"

Eric raises his eyebrows in disbelief.

"Are you really

that

much of a whore, Laurie? I mean, I might've been checking you out, but at least I wasn't trying to get in your pants."

"What

pants?" Laurie says, spreading her legs for Eric, whose jaw drops as he stares openly between her thighs at the panties he notices are quite wet. Meanwhile, her eyes are fixed on the bulge growing in his boxers, which he cups his hands in front of. "Also, you admit that you were checking me out." Eric looks back up into Laurie's eyes, swallowing the lump in his throat. "I could give you the best blowjob you'll have ever had."

"You're not just trying to one-up Penny's prank?"

"Believe me, I'm not."

For a moment, Eric continues to silently stare at Laurie while he considers her offer. Technically, he and Donna are on one of their infamous breaks right now, and although he's been moping about it for weeks, he's suddenly grateful about the timing. If they were together, he already would've turned Laurie down, but he hasn't yet and can't seem to bring himself to.

Tentatively, Eric rejoins Laurie on the couch, where he sits awkwardly beside her. As she slips her hand down his boxers to pull out his dick, he feels like he's about to hyperventilate. This is fucked up on so many levels, and he knows it. Not just because Laurie's his sister, but because she's Laurie.

"I can't believe I'm doing this," he says to himself, watching her bend down to take him into her mouth. As she proceeds to suck him, though, he can tell right away that she has skill. "Oh, fuck." He tosses his head back against the couch, allowing himself to just enjoy the pleasure she's so eagerly giving him. "You're right," he looks back down to meet familiar eyes, "this is definitely the best blowjob I've ever had."

After another minute or so of orally pleasuring him, Laurie stops and asks, "Do you wanna fuck me?"

Eric's inner voice is screaming at him to wake up, but he's too far gone to listen, so he's just like, "Why not?" Laurie sits back up and pulls her t-shirt over her head to reveal her perky breasts. "You know, if you weren't such a bitch," Eric says, ogling her, "oh, and my sister," he adds as an afterthought, "I would be able to understand what it is other guys see in you."

"They usually see

themselves

in me," Laurie quips, sliding her panties down her legs, which she then spreads for Eric as she sprawls out before him on the couch. "Well...?" She quirks an eyebrow at him when it seems he can only gawk at her. "Are you gonna fuck me, or what?" Snapping out of his trance, Eric quickly discards his own clothes, then crawls on top of Laurie and gently penetrates her. "Mmm," she hums in pleasure, wrapping her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck. "Feels so good."

"You just love getting fucked, don't you?" Eric says, thrusting his hips.

"Mhmm."

"You're such a little slut."

"Yes," Laurie moans. "A dirty, little slut." They smash their lips together and kiss sloppily as Eric continues to pound into Laurie, who eventually breaks the kiss to say, "I'm cumming!"

They stare into each other's eyes while she rides out her orgasm, and he pulls out just in time as he reaches his own. She then quickly sits up and leans forward to take him back into her mouth and suck him off the rest of the way if only so they don't leave behind any mess.

"Oh, my God," Eric says breathlessly, collapsing back against the couch. "Now that I can think clearly, I'm starting to hate myself for that."

"Same," Laurie says. "I'm a good lay, though, right?"

"Yes," Eric shyly admits, unable to look Laurie in the eyes now, despite or perhaps due in part to how deeply he'd been staring into them before. "Let's just say being the town whore has really paid off."

She chuckles, giving him a playful shove that encourages him to look back at her.

"This is pretty awkward, huh?"

"Oh, I think awkward is an understatement."

"Well, this can be our little secret, okay? Mom and Dad and Hyde and your little girlfriend never have to know."

"Actually, Donna and I are broken up right now."

"Damn... Woulda been hotter if you were together. I love getting guys to cheat with me."

"God," Eric says, "you really

are

the devil."