The following story is a stand-alone tale that takes place in a world where Succubi, demons who harvest the semen of men for sustenance, are integrated into everyday life. To learn more about this world, I encourage you to read more stories in my "Succubus World" series. Each story is a discrete look into the world, so start anywhere that catches your fancy. Thank you for reading, please enjoy "Casual Succubus Encounter"!
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As Kyle sat comfortably on the park bench, he took a deep breath of fresh air and smiled. What a wonderful idea it was for him to actually go on a walk today. He had been far too stressed at home, working in his stuffy basement apartment writing code for some website he had next-door to zero interest in. Besides leaving the house for groceries once in the past week, he hadn't done much other than work on his client's webpage advertising their band. It wasn't even a genre of music he liked, it was some poppy country crap that couldn't manage to get him to even tap his foot. He knew they weren't going to make it, but they paid him upfront, so he had to finish the website by this weekend.
As the warm rays of the sun lapped against his skin, he leaned his head back and closed his eyes, just enjoying all of the sensory experiences the park had to offer. Opposed to the cool, damp backdrop of his apartment, the weather here was heavenly. He was certainly happy that winter had finally seemed to go away entirely, bringing in the fresh breeze of late-April. He could hear that the birds had finally returned from their long winter migration, as pigeons and ducklings cooed and cawed as they tottered along the ground looking for seeds.
The world even smelled better here. This was obvious to him, of course, since the foliage had finally begun to reach full bloom, enticing his nose with a bouquet of freshness that cleared his head. He was glad to be out of the funk of the past week, too. It seemed that every day, his ability to problem solve his code got worse and worse. He supposed that he had built up some kind of mental block from being in the same spot for so long.
He hadn't really allowed himself to spend any time doing the things he enjoyed, with the worry of an upcoming deadline clouding his thoughts. His entire world had become nothing but work. He didn't find time to cook anything tasty, focusing instead on pure nutritional value. He hadn't made any plans to exercise or bike ride, worried that those activities would push him too far behind on his work.
Kyle opened his eyes and took in the world around him. Dozens of people walked through the park at this time of day. There were couples holding hands and carrying popsicles going for a leisurely stroll, runners with their dogs jogging down the pathways, and even a few sunbathers splayed out on towels. As he took another look at the half-naked women, he realized that they weren't human women at all, but rather Succubi, clad in bikinis, their purple and blue skin on display in the dazzling sunlight.
It was around this time that Kyle came to the realization that not only had he not taken time to care for himself in nutritional ways, but that he also hadn't found time to take care of his more intimate needs. Sitting there on the bench, he felt his dick start to press against his shorts, pushing itself against the fabric, growing as he stared.
He quickly turned his head away from them, hoping to find respite in some other area of the park, but it seemed that everywhere he looked there were hot women about, and nearly half of them were Succubi.
He was used to seeing Succubi, of course. On the internet, they often made up a large proportion of his search history during his alone time. He enjoyed the odd Succubus porno, and would be ashamed to admit that he'd spent more than a few dollars on a particular Succubus webcam model named "FunWithFrey". But with his solo lifestyle, he never really had the chance to interact with them in person. Hell, he barely took the time to interact with ANY women at all, except for baristas and cashiers and the occasional client.
As Kyle turned his head, his eyeline was greeted by a group of Succubi playing tennis in the nearby court. As if to tease him, they wore short skirts which outlined their well-toned thighs. With each volley, the skirt would flutter up through the air, revealing a pair of tight compression shorts. Their tails poked out through a custom hole in the shorts, and their legs glistened with sweat.
Everywhere he looked, the world seemed determined to show him some beautiful Succubus to tease and tantalize him. As he turned from these Succubi at the tennis court, he saw two Succubi wearing the outfits of the local Succubus-only college, sitting on swings and enjoying each other's company. Their hair was tied up in long ponytails, and their top buttons were undone, exposing an immense amount of boob tightly wrapped in their lacy bras. Loosely fitted ties journeyed down from their necks into their canyon of their cleavage, getting lost in the valley of their tits.
Kyle turned away again, and saw a Succubus with what appeared to be her boyfriend lying on a blanket in the shade under a giant oak tree. The two were wrapped around each other, engaged in romance, kissing and embracing. The Succubus wore jeans which tightly squeezed against her curves, and the man had both of his hands firmly grasped onto her cheeks, trying desperately to get a firmer squeeze. The man looked ecstatic, clearly under the effect of the Succubus aphrodisiac, and he was pitching a tent that could house an entire campground.
The sight made Kyle realize he was pitching his own tent, and tried to flip it up into the band of his sport shorts. As much as he tried, he could quite find the sweet spot that let him conceal his boner but didn't cause the tip to pop out above the waistline. He opted instead for a lightly crossed leg to hide his shame.
It was true that, as Succubi began to become prominent in society, the people's view of sexuality had relaxed. He wouldn't be surprised to find the distant couple's ruminations turn into a full sexual display before long. But there was still some primal Human urge within him to remain decent as much as he could. Especially as Human and Succubus alike were strolling past his bench. He did not want to cause a major scene.
This proved difficult, however, as two Succubi began to make their way down the path in front of his bench. They were simply stunning, some of the sexiest creatures that Kyle had ever witnessed.
On the left, in lavender skin, was a short and thick Succubus babe. She wore cut-off denim shorts, cut far too short for any decent Human woman to think of wearing. But somehow, on a Succubus, the look felt right. Her hips were wide and her thighs were perfect cushions of muscle and fat. With each step her hips swayed, goading the eye into a back-and-forth swing that one couldn't resist. Her hair, a deep and dark red, was perfectly straightened, and hung down to just above her waistline. Her eyes gleamed in the sun as she laughed along with something her friend was saying.
Her friend was an incredible sight as well. On the right side was a taller Succubus, slender from the waist-down, and voluptuous from the waist-up. Her legs were framed by a short skirt that rode the line between clothing and loin-cloth. Her breasts were tightly contained in a white t-shirt, with a neckline designed to catch the attention of every passing man. The makeup on her face was perfectly applied, clearly by someone who takes great pride in her appearance. Rosy cheeks that smoothly complimented her light-blue skin, and a deep red lipstick complimented her shadowy eyeliner and primly plucked eyebrows. Her hair was tied up onto a loose bun, a hair stick placed just so the knot couldn't come completely apart.
Kyle found himself gawking as the two beauties walked his way. He snapped himself out of it, and rapidly tried to make another adjustment to his pants, hoping that they didn't think less of him for staring. In his efforts, he noticed them both taking a peek at his crotch. They made eye contact with his boner, followed by his eyes, and all he could do was awkwardly smile and wave at them. They giggled as they strolled by.
Kyle felt the heat of embarrassment overtake him. Why couldn't he just be cool? He wanted to come to the park to relieve some of the stress of his work, not generate new forms of stress in his dick. Still, he couldn't help but watch as the two Succubi walked past, particularly at the purple-skinned ones ass, which had quite a tremendous proportion exposed from the bottom of her booty-shorts.
Slowly but surely, the two of them stopped walking about fifteen feet away from his bench. They turned to each other and had a whispered conversation that Kyle couldn't hear. They were making fun of him, surely. Talking about the embarrassing boy on the bench who just couldn't control himself around Succubi. What a loser, what a dork...
Kyle felt worse than he had before he had come to the park. He leaned his head back and sighed. Fuck this. as soon as his boner was gone, he would leave. He didn't want to be around this place anymore.
