The Last Incubus

Author's note: This is a work of fiction. All characters, including "flashback" scenes are over the age of 18. The last scene in this chapter contains non-sexual bullying.

Chapter 11: Obsessive thoughts lead to wicked pleasures.

"What is this wicked thing that you are doing?" ~ Nehemiah 13 v. 17

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Sunday, December 3

The morning sun beaming through the window brought me back to consciousness, fading the erotic images that had been replaying in my dreams. Those images from the frat party of oral sex, and all the positions of vaginal sex possible while sitting, standing and laying down lingered on my memory. Until last night, I had no idea that there were so many ways that people could fuck. Maybe there were still others I hadn't yet seen.

But most surprising was how aroused I became watching Penny and Gina (I think it was Gina) getting fucked in the ass. I nearly creamed myself when I saw those glistening cocks slide into those tight little holes. Then, to feel the girls' auras burst when they came as it was happening made me feel both horny and depraved at the same time. I not only looked like a demon, but I also felt like one.

I opened my eyes to escape those sinful thoughts and images only to find myself staring at my coal-black cock pointing rigidly at the ceiling. It twitched as if to taunt me for thinking about anal sex.

From the time I reached puberty, my penis seemed to have a mind of its own. I'd get an erection at the worst possible moments: in front of the Spanish teacher, in front of the minister's daughter after church, getting undressed in the boys' locker room. It was embarrassing.

But ever since my transformation, my cock felt like it belonged to another creature; a demon lurking deep in my groin, hungry for sex—and sexual energy. It felt like it was just waiting for the opportunity to take over to get what it wanted. Those gnawing sensations were a warning; and I could keep the creature quiet by feeding it enough aura energy to remain in control. But for how long could I keep this going? And what would happen if I lost control?

Maybe if I masturbated, I could keep it at bay. But with sharp claws on my right hand and a mitt on my left, a hand job was out of the question. I snaked my tail up from between my thighs and stroked myself using the flared tip. It felt nice, but it only made me hornier without supplying any sexual energy.

Something in the back of my mind still nagged me about last night. It was that girl April, the one I pushed into losing her virginity with a couple of extra boosts of aura energy. At the time, I thought I was doing her a favor, helping to introduce her to the joys of sexuality, but now I wasn't so sure. She was clearly curious, and showed some initial willingness, but then she hesitated at the last minute—twice. What if she wasn't ready and I pushed her into it?

I looked at the rigid black obelisk at my groin. "Whose favor was it, hers or yours?"

It twitched as if answering the question.

Damn it.

I also dream-walked for the first time last night. It was the new ability I attained from all the aura energy I consumed at the frat party. But I had no idea how it worked or how to control it. Being in someone else's dream felt weird, especially when I didn't know how I got there or how to leave.

Tina was pretty upset with me for entering her dream. She knew right away it was me dream-walking and not something she dreamt up. I wonder how she knew. And what was going on with that menacing-looking black cloud? Why was she afraid of it? Oh my God, maybe she was in some sort of danger! I should check on her!

I sprang out of bed and ran down the hall and knocked on her door.

"Tina?"

"Go away!" she panted through the door.

"Are you okay?"

"GO AWAY!" she repeated, still panting.

"Are you in some sort of trouble? Can we talk about it?"

"NO! (

fuck!

)" she gasped under her breath. My sensitive ears picked up her barely whispered curse.

"Something's wrong. I'm coming in," I shouted through the door. I opened the door a crack.

"NO!" she shrieked, "STAY OUT! LEAVE ME ALONE!"

I closed the door. "Fine, but if you change your mind, I'll be in my room."

Whatever was bothering her, she wasn't ready to tell me about it. Maybe she couldn't.

I spent the rest of the morning in my room studying, although I kept thinking about Tina. I was worried. After a few hours, I started getting that gnawing feeling in my groin again and I wondered if this was what the rest of my life would be like. Maybe all this sexual energy I was accumulating was turning me into more of a monster. If so, there was very little chance I would ever be able to return to class or even need any of the courses I was taking.

The more I thought about it, the more I was convinced that this was just the start of my punishment for sinning. I was doomed to spend the rest of eternity in a demon body in constant need of sexual energy every 6 to 8 hours to keep my sanity. Or worse, that I would spend the remainder of my days becoming addicted to all the hedonistic pleasures of the human body only to spend eternity completely deprived and epically frustrated.

Shortly after noon, in addition to groin cravings, I began feeling food-hungry and decided to make lunch. I stopped by Tina's room first to see if I could get her anything. Standing outside her door, I heard a lot of panting and grunting and noticed her white aura pulsing at the edge of an orgasm. But instead of erupting, her aura kept growing just barely beyond her reach instead.

"Tina? Are you hungry? Can I make you something to eat for lunch?"

"No. Thank you," she gasped.

"Are you—" I began.

"Don't come in. (

fuck

)," she gasped.

"Do you need my help?"

"(

shit

) No. Leave now, please," she panted.

I made myself a sandwich and went back to studying. But now I worried about Tina even more. And the gnawing sensation was getting worse. It was manageable for now, but I wasn't sure how much longer that would last.

An hour later, the hunger in my groin increased. It was getting harder to focus on my studies. Images of puckered holes being slowly penetrated by cocks glistening with lubricant invaded my thoughts. I wondered what it would feel like if that was my cock inching its way into that forbidden passage. Then I began to think about whose ass I was fucking. At first, I imagined it was Tina's, but later, it was Tina's lover, Lezzie, then Professor Bartoli, then Frankie from the sorority, then Bailie, then Gabriela, then Tripp—oh, shit!

Another hour went by, and I couldn't focus on anything except sex and the need to find an aura to feed on. I tried jacking myself off with my tail again, but that only made me hornier without providing any relief from the gnawing.

I thought about Tina's aura pulsing on the other side of her door. Maybe I could take some of that.

I crept down the hall and stood outside her door. She was still panting and grunting, and her aura was still expanding and glowing in that unusual pulse-like pattern. I pressed myself against the door and started sucking some of that energy in while I felt my groin reach out to pull her in.

After a few minutes, Tina yelled out, "Ross, are you outside my door?"

Oh, shit! "Um, yes. I-I was just wondering if you were alright," I quickly extemporized.

"

(fuck)

Go away, you're making this worse!" she exclaimed.

I'm making what worse? Oh, crap, she must be feeling the pull from my inner demon. The hungrier I get for aura energy, the stronger the pull.

"Tina, what's going on?"

"Ross, please. Just go away. The farther the better!" she pleaded.

Where was I to go? I couldn't leave the house. Even though it was early December, the sun wouldn't set for at least another hour. So, I headed for the basement and huddled in the corner near the old workbench, taking a couple of textbooks with me. I tried in vain to read and not think about how horny-hungry I was. But I was naked and feeling the throbbing achiness in my testicles while staring at that big black erection in front of me made it impossible to think of anything else.

For the umpteenth time that afternoon, I resented my demon body, especially that cursed cock. It seemed to be erect all the time, with only rare occasions, like after a long session of sex with Tina. But even then, it was never what I would consider to be flaccid.

Half an hour later, I thought I was losing my mind. It had been over 12 hours since my last feed and I was losing my control and sense of self to the lust-hunger. The "pull" feeling was overwhelming. I was desperate to feed. Nothing else mattered. Not my sense of decency, my moral values, or even my common sense and courtesy. Only the overpowering need of my demon body mattered.

'Fuck it. I don't care if it is still daylight. I'm going out to feed.'

I got up and marched to the stairs, unfolding my wings and whipping my tail behind me.

"Ross? Are you down there?"

I looked up. There was Tina at the top of the basement steps wearing her pink bathrobe. Her aura was glowing a bright yellow white.

'Food!' was the first thought that entered my brain. I vaguely remember making a growling noise as I started up the stairs. I'm sure I would have ravished her right then and there if I hadn't started to suck in some of her aura. It was barely enough to regain a margin of control.

"I could feel your pull all the way up in my room. It's just too strong. I can't hold back any longer. She told me this would happen, but I had to try. I need you," she said quietly. Her aura glowed brighter, and her eyes gleamed. She was horny. In fact, I had never seen her or anyone as aroused as she was at that moment.

"Yes!" I hissed as I bounded towards her, drinking in more aura as I approached. My cock was so rigid, it didn't even bounce when I walked.

"Not here. First, we sheath your hand down here. After that, then we can go upstairs and sheath something else," she said, eyeing my groin.

I would have agreed to anything at this point. I wagged my tail anxiously as she taped the mitt to my wrist.

With my hands and feet covered, I followed her up the stairs. Her room smelled heavily of sex, or more specifically, of her vaginal fluids. There were all sorts of sex toys lying about the room and on her bedstand, including a half-empty bottle of lube.

"What's going on in—" I began, only to be interrupted by Tina's tongue in my mouth as she kissed me deeply. I felt her hand wrap around my member, and she stroked me while she explored my mouth.

"I-I'm sorry for chasing you away earlier but I - I can't tell you my reasons, only that it was selfish of me. Please, Ross, I need you inside me. I can't come if you don't," she explained when she broke the kiss.

It didn't make sense, but I didn't care. My need to feed clouded all other thoughts.

"I need you, too. I've never been as hungry as I am now!" I snapped.

"Then fuck me now. Make me cum," she pleaded, removing her robe. Her breasts heaved invitingly in wanton anticipation, but her vulva looked painfully red and swollen.

"Why are you so red and sore?"

She turned her back to hide the redness, only to reveal it again as she crawled onto the bed on her hands and knees.

"I tried to get myself off, but it was no use, just like she—but I couldn't. Please Ross, this is torture. Fuck me. Fuck me now."

She presented herself to me with her head on the mattress resting on her elbows with her butt in the air.

"You're so red and swollen. This will be painful," I exclaimed, climbing after her.

"I don't care. My body is so sensitive and horny, I need to come. You're the only one who can help me. Please, I'm desperate."

Her vulva was swollen and red, but the smaller, puckered hole above it was pink and winking at me. I knew what I wanted.

"Desperate? That hardly seems like the type of invitation a sex demon wants to hear," I remarked.

I grabbed her hips from behind but held myself back.

"I-I didn't mean it that way. I'm sorry. Please, I'll do anything, anything you want. Just let me come," she begged.

I caressed the soft cheeks of her butt with my mitts. "Last night I hung outside a frat house and watched a girl get fucked in her ass, and it turned me on so much. Since your pussy is so sore, I was hoping that you'd let—"

"Do it! Fuck my ass. Fuck it good and hard. My ass is yours." She finished my thought, her aura flaring with excitement.

I kept caressing her cheeks as I leaned forward and grabbed the lubricant on the bedstand with the flange of my tail. Holding the tube between my mitts, I used my tail to open the bottle and pour a generous amount of the slimy lubricant on my cock and an equal amount in the crack of her smooth butt, working it in with the flared tip.

"Mmm. That's good enough, just stick it in already!" she moaned impatiently.

I was just as impatient as she was, even though I had been feasting on her aura since I saw her at the top of the basement stairs. But I had been aura-starved for so long that my demon body demanded a much bigger meal. It was going to take multiple orgasms to sate my appetite. I lined myself up and gently pushed. There was resistance at first, but she slowly opened.

"Ohh, fuuck, you're so big," she drawled, her aura radiated vibrantly.

"You're so tight. This feels unbelievable. I can't stop."

"Don't stop. Keep going but start slowly so I can adjust to your size," she said half panting and half moaning.

I kept a steady pressure on her butt as I pushed. Her puckered opening slowly gave way until my mushroomed head suddenly slipped inside. Her muscular ring firmly gripped below the tip. The tightness made my balls tingle and throb. It felt even better than I had imagined.

"Give me a minute," she panted.

It took all my concentration to keep from plunging in hard. I still don't know how I was able to hold back. The pressure on my cock varied as she worked her muscles to relax a bit more. Finally, she relaxed enough for me to continue.

"Okay, I'm ready," she panted, turning her head a bit.

I pushed deeper inside, feeling her ring of muscle slide down the length of my cock. Her butt seemed to tingle wherever it came into contact with my thick, black wand. Her aura blazed happily with every additional inch inside her.

When my pelvis pressed against her ass cheeks, her aura looked like it was ready to explode, only to be swallowed or eclipsed by a dark object or entity. It didn't completely cover it, only dimmed it enough to prevent the supernova, or from Tina's perspective, her orgasm.

"What was that?"

"Just keep going. Fuck me," she panted.

I started slowly at first, the tight sphincter ring sliding up and down along my sensitive shaft bringing me closer to the edge of my own climax. I slowed my rate of arousal by feeding most of it back into Tina, who moaned appreciatively and quickly climbed to the edge of release, only to be dimmed again at the very last minute by that same dark force.

I continued to pound into her, increasing my speed and force, growing her aura, only to see it dim again and again at the very last minute. This pattern of rising and dimming of her aura was the same pulse-like pattern I observed from outside her room earlier.

"Harder. Come. Inside. Me," she panted.

I was close, but I needed her to nova. Maybe I was the desperate one. But no matter how hard I pounded into her ass, her climax remained just out of reach.

It was at that point that I remembered my 'biggest meal' of last night, Gina riding two cocks at the same time. Maybe I could tip Tina over the edge the same way. Since a second cock wasn't available, I would have to improvise. Fortunately, I was equipped for it.

Gripping her tightly with my mitted hands, I whipped my tail between my legs, under my scrotum, and between her puffy labia. I folded the spade shaped tip of my tail into a cone—looking something like the business end of a butt plug and wiggled it into her well-lubricated canal. Her moans became screams as I pushed and twisted further inside her, finding her g-spot.

"OH MY—" Tina shouted before her whole body clenched, gripping my cock and tail in a double vise. Waves of intense pleasure radiated from my tail and cock up and down my spine. My balls throbbed and contracted, sending reciprocating waves of warm cum gushing deep into her bowels.

Tina's aura went into a blinding supernova as whatever force was holding her back, now seemed to be eradicated.

Time seemed to stand still as I held tight against her cheeks and thighs and we both came hard. It would be difficult to say who had the firmer grip, me on her hips or her on my cock and tail. Eventually, the intensity of our orgasms faded in time for Tina to take a breath before she passed out.

Afterwards, we laid side-by-side facing each other with big smiles on our faces, gasping for breath. I wagged my tail contentedly, having not only doubled my pleasure, but also doubling the amount of aura I was able to absorb from her orgasm. My gnawing demonic hunger was still there, but at least I could manage it for now, or so it seemed.

"God, I needed that. Thank you," she panted.

"Me, too. You're welcome, any time."

"I forgot how good being DP'd felt. I haven't done that since the photoshoot in Brazil," she said with a faraway look on her face.

"What's DP?"

"I keep forgetting this is all new to you, maybe because you're so fucking good in bed. DP stands for double penetration. Usually it's done with two guys, but you were able to do it solo. Where did you learn to do that?"

"I got the idea from watching a girl riding two guys at a frat party last night." I explained about how I flew to the frat house and clung outside the windows watching various carnal acts going on inside while absorbing their radiance.

"It was an evening of lessons and feasts all rolled into one," I concluded.

"That must have been the party at the Phi Upsilon House. They have a reputation for being a great place to get laid. Rumor has it that guys need to have at least seven inches to get in, and my own personal research seems to confirm it."

"Seven inches? Are you saying what I think you're saying?"

She looked at my cock. "You would definitely qualify. We girls talk amongst ourselves about where to find longer options. What else did you learn last night?"

"I saw one couple giving each other head at the same time. Is that a thing?"

"Oh, you mean sixty-nine. Of course, it's a thing. Lezzie and I do that all the time. It's our favorite position. We sometimes compete to see which of us can make the other cum first. Why do you ask? Are you interested?

"I don't know. Maybe."

She snatched my tail when I waved it close to her hand and began stroking the tip. "Maybe, huh? You know your cum tastes like ambrosia."

"Not to me, it doesn't. To me it tastes slightly musky and salty. Although it nicely flavors your aura like a seasoning."

"My aura has a flavor? I thought you said it glows," she replied, tightening her grip on my tail and stroking faster.

"It does that too. It's hard to describe because there are so many different aspects to it, including sight, sound, touch, taste and smell. A package deal, so to speak."

Her aura was also giving me images of the best way to increase her arousal. Most of those images were about sexual positions, including how hard or how fast to go. But some of the images involved various forms of teasing. But that would have been too difficult to explain, especially since I didn't entirely understand it myself.

She stroked my tail even harder, now using both hands. She found my soft spot. Pumping my cock never felt this good. "Do all auras taste the same?"

"Mm, that feels good. No, there are definite differences. I'm able to distinguish different individuals by the flavor of their aura."