Neve's Incubus

Neve had no real idea how she made it to Wednesday night. She'd been replaying the events of the past few days over and over in her head. On the times when she and Sophia had overlapped in the room, she'd caught her roomie staring a little bit longer at her, and never at her face. She didn't fault her, though. She couldn't really look at Sophia without recalling the feeling of her pillowy breasts in her hands, of her nipples in her mouth, of coming around her boyfriend's cock.

And again the morning after.

She'd fucked her professor. She'd more or less solicited it, and she'd done it on school property, during school hours. Charlotte Babson had been right outside the door, probably listening. She didn't think Charlotte Babson had a lot of friends, but what if she told another professor or an administrator? She wouldn't want Dr. Lain to get fired, just because she couldn't control herself, just because she was demonically possessed.

Especially because she really really wanted to fuck him again.

Inky had been enjoying himself immensely, whispering every intrusive thought she was already having aloud and then some.

But somehow, even in her haze, she'd made it all the way through the third day of the week. She was sitting with Casey, Janeise and Neil, when something caught her attention.

"What did you just say?" she said.

Casey stopped talking mid-sentence.

"You weren't paying attention?" he asked.

"I'm sorry, I was thinking about this thing...but what did you just say?"

"I said it's attested to on a clay tablet from Jemdet Nasr."

"That's not right," said Neve.

"Yes it is," said Casey.

"This is maybe the least interesting fact to have a dispute about," said Janeise.

"I'm sorry, that's not right. It's bronze. It's a bronze plaque from Jemdet Nasr."

"To be honest, it probably won't come up," said Neil.

"But Casey's screwed up."

"Are you fucking kidding me?"

"Who cares, Neve?"

"But that's not

right

," said Neve. She looked at Inky for confirmation. The other three looked confused.

The little demon shrugged.

"How the hell would I know? I was sort of busy fucking their women. I didn't stop to get a rundown of their history and writing mediums. Primordial demon, remember? Old as time itself. I got better things to do than pay attention to every bronze and clay tablet in the world. Such as making women come."

"Neve, you

asked

me to do the notes for you as a favor, and now you're saying that I don't have it right?" protested Casey.

"I'm sorry, I just want to make sure we have things right. Like, I know I wasn't able to do the notes, but they should be as good as I would've done them, right?"

"Oh my fucking god," said Casey. "They

are

as good as yours, because it's right! Jemdet Nasr's got a ton of clay, so it's a clay tablet."

"That doesn't mean they had no bronze."

"Well, in this case, it means it's a clay tablet."

"Wanna bet?" asked Neve.

"Yeah, I'll bet. I bet you if I get this right, you have to suck my dick," said Casey.

There was a pause as Neil and Janeise stared at Neve to see if she'd take up Casey's offer.

"Okay," said Neve. "But if you're wrong, you have to eat my pussy."

"You guys are getting gross," said Neil.

"What if he's bad at giving head?" asked Janeise.

"What if

she's

bad at giving head?" asked Casey.

"There's no way she's bad at giving head."

"I'm not."

"Okay, time out, are we being serious?" asked Casey.

"What, are you chickening out?" asked Neve.

"I'm not chickening out," said Casey. "I just want to understand what's happening. I mean, if I lose, I'll eat you out right here in the study room, with Neil and Janeise watching, I don't care."

"Okay, deal," said Neve. "Whoever loses has to give the other head right here."

"Oh...I don't know if we want to be involv--" started Neil.

"Shut up, kid," said Janeise. "He doesn't speak for me."

"Okay," said Casey. "Deal."

"Janeise, you really want to watch Casey give Neve head?" asked Neil.

"Is this guy a prude?" asked Inky.

"I mean, I'm not opposed, but I do want to see Casey's dick," said Janeise.

"You're not going to see Casey's dick, you're going to see my pussy," said Neve.

"Well, that's what the bet's to find out," said Janeise, not committing to Neve's view.

"How are we going to look this up?" asked Neve.

"I'll Google it," said Casey, pulling out his phone.

"I'll just look for Jemdet Nasr entries in the textbook's index," said Neil.

Both men fell to their respective research tasks.

"Okay, Wikipedia, first result," said Casey.

"What's it say?" asked Janeise.

"Uh...okay long story about its discovery, blah blah blah, British guy, blah blah blah, now it's everybody who's lived there..."

"It's clay," said Neil.

They all looked at him.

"I mean, according to the textbook, anyhow," he said. He pointed to a paragraph in it.

"Is this where you got the note from, Case?" he asked.

Neve peered at where Neil's finger was pointing. The words "

attested to on a clay tablet from Jemdet Nasr

" were printed in a serifed font.

"Must be," said Casey.

"Fuck," she said.

"Oh shit! Get that dick out, Casey!" said Janeise.

"Hey, look, Neve," said Casey. "We were just joking around. You don't have to blow me if you don't want to. I mean, we're friends. It's fine."

Neve looked at Casey with a vaguely offended expression.

"Casey, we made a deal," said Neve. "And you did me a huge favor doing the notes, and then I was a jerk about it. You deserve

at least

a blowjob."

Casey grinned.

"It doesn't have to be here, though," said Casey.

"Of course it does. No time like the present. Besides, don't want me to lose my nerve, now do you?

Neve put her hair up into a ponytail, then stood up and walked to Casey.

"Hold on, hold on, don't want to get busted," said Janeise. "Casey move around to the other side of the table."

Casey moved so he was seated opposite the door with its window to the wider library.

"Okay, Neve, remember to stay under the table," said Janeise. She picked up her chair and moved it back against the same wall Casey was sitting against.

"So I can see," she explained.

Neve sunk down, getting on her knees and adjusting herself so she had the table to cover her from the window, placing herself between Casey's knees.

"Should I take it out, or do you want to?" she asked him.

Casey's eyes were huge, his pupils fully dilated.

"You," he breathed.

Neve grinned, reaching forward and run her hands up the insides of his thighs. She found his belt, undoing it, pulling apart, then unbuttoning his fly. She stopped, just touching the zipper, and leaned her head forward, then ran her lips down the bulge of his cock, pulling the zipper open after her. She grabbed the waistband of his boxers, and pulled the front down.

Casey's cock sprung up, hard and erect and thick.

"Oh, fuck, Case..." said Neve.

"Nobody told me you were hung, Casey!" said Janeise.

"He's not

that

big," said Neil.

"He's really not," offered Inky. "But he'll get the job done, I'm sure."

Neve leaned forward, kissing the shaft of Casey's cock, staring at him as he watched her, his cock tantalizing close to going into her mouth. She licked up the base, thrilling as she saw him react, saw his knuckles whiten as he gripped his chair.

"Fuck," he whispered.

Neve's lips rode back down his length, her mouth half wrapped around his shaft while she tickled the hot velvet skin with her tongue. She felt his hips move slightly, and she moaned a little bit.

"He can't resist you," Inky murmured into her ear. "All he wants right now is to have your lips around his cock. And after that, to bury himself in your pussy."

Neve shook a little at the thought. They hadn't talked about that. Just a blowjob, that's all the deal had been. But holding him in her hand, she wouldn't mind seeing how he fit inside her. Wouldn't mind watching as he sank down to his last inch, savoring how her body felt around him. Her panties were beginning to feel damp between her thighs,

Enough teasing. She needed his cock in her mouth.

She groaned as she inhaled Casey's cock, feeling how he stretched her lips, the wonderful fulfilled, feeling of having a thick cock in her mouth, as though it belonged there. For his part, Casey groaned, and as she let him slowly back out of her mouth, her eyes flickered to his, where she caught a look of absolute lust burning in them.

"She's not bad at giving head..." he managed.

"Told you," said Janeise.

"I'm sorry I ever doubted you, Neve," said Neil.

Neve only hummed around Casey's cock, turning her attention back towards sucking him off, letting her lips ride him up and down and up and down. She pulled off of him for a moment, gasping, taking a moment to admire her handiwork, the glistening cock coated in her saliva. Casey grabbed her head with one hand, dragging her back towards it, and she moaned to feel how direct he was. He needed her mouth back on his cock.

Neve was only too happy to oblige.

When she took him between her lips again, his hips rocked up, pushing him deeper, making Neve gag slightly.

Neve plunged down Casey's cock again, taking him as far as she could manage, feeling the scrape of the stubble of his pubic hair on the tip of her nose. Casey grunted, the hand on her head holding her for another beat when she tried to withdraw before letting her slide back up. Neve fell into a rhythm, the thick

gluck

of her throat echoing in the study room. She came up for breath once, and glanced over at Neil and Janeise who were staring at her. Casey grabbed her head without asking and forced her back down onto his cock. She moaned around him.

His hips began to move more and more, and his hand held her in place for longer, Neve giving a coo, as best she could with her mouth filled, to encourage him. He was pumping up into her mouth harder and harder.

"Oh, fuck," said Casey. He had both hands on the back of Neve's head, holding her down as he thrust into her mouth.

"I think I'm about to come."

"You should come on her titties, let us see." said Janeise. She was watching intently, her hand down her skirt.

Casey groaned, but he clambered to his feet, pushing the chair back, so that Neve could come out from under the table. She kept him in her mouth, her hand flashing along the exposed length, jerking him off harder.

"Neve, get your tits out," said Casey, taking his cock into his own hands.

Neve moaned in frustration as the cock left her mouth, and she hurriedly pulled the front of her tank top down, tucking it under her bare tits, then squeezed them together while she looked up at Casey.

"Oh, fuck, hell--" he grunted.

Two thick jets of cum splattered across Neve's chest, one reaching up towards her collarbone, the other dropping across her right breast. Casey kept pumping his cock hard, the rest of it dribbling out as his cock pulsed in his hand, most of it falling on Neve's bare chest.

"Weeeeeak," said Neil. "Weak load."

"What?" asked Casey.

"That's a weak load for the work she did," said Neil.

"Yeah, you made it sound like you were going to come really hard," said Janeise. "You barely came on her."

Neve, for her part, was enjoying the feeling of Casey's hot cum on her skin, and the conversation going on about her, but not including her.

"Like you could do better."

"I could definitely do better!" said Neil. "I'm bummed I didn't make that bet in the first place."

"Well, too bad, you didn't," said Casey. "I made the bet, I got the head."

"I'll let you come on me," Neve said to Neil.

"That's my girl," said Inky. Neve smiled to herself.

"But he didn't bet!" exclaimed Casey.

"I don't mind."

"That's not fair!"

"Casey, don't look free head in the mouth," chided Janeise. "Now move, so Neve can blow Neil."

Neil had the smuggest grin on his face as he sat down in Casey's vacated chair. He didn't bother pulling it forward, letting Neve crawl forward a little as he undid his belt and fly, pulling a quickly hardening cock out of his pants.

Neve's mouth was literally watering, and she realized her pussy was even wetter. There'd been no real discussion with her, once she'd agreed to it, Neil had simply pulled it out. He wasn't as big as Casey, but that didn't bother Neve. All she could focus on was the cock in front of her, and she took it from Neil and plunged down its length, feeling it harden fully in her mouth almost immediately.

"Oh, fuck," Neil said, almost shouting.

"Keep your voice down," hissed Janeisse.

"You try keeping your voice down when a girl deepthroats your cock out of nowhere," said Neil. He had a fist around Neve's ponytail, pulling it tight, his hips moving slightly as Neve went up and down his cock, more or less fucking her own throat on him.

"I don't think that's going to be a problem for me," said Janeise. "And you won't get to experience it very long if we get caught."

"Well, that would suck," said Neil. "Because she's really good at giving head."

Neve hummed in appreciation around Neil's cock, and Inky laughed at her.

A small part of her wondered what the hell she thought she was doing. She'd gotten lucky, blowing Casey, that no one had come by and busted them. She could get expelled for this. They all could, conceivably. So, having dodged that bullet, now she was blowing Neil, and doing so even louder than when she'd been sucking Casey's cock. At the same time, though, she was eager to see if Neil

could

beat Casey, if he really did have a bigger load to spray over her tits. And something thrilled her about causing it to happen. Neil could've just jerked himself off, but the whole point of it was covering her in cum to honor her superior blowjob skills. She wanted that. She wanted Neil to come hard because she'd given him the best head of his life.

"Janeise, get your tits out for me?" asked Neil.

"Hell no, you got Neve's milky titties to look at."

"I can barely see them while she's blowing me! C'mon, Janeise. You want me to beat Casey, right? I need some more visual stimulation so I'm extra hard when I blow."

"You're pretty full of yourself," said Janeise.

"C'mon, let me see them. You're gonna make me disappoint Neve."

"You're fucking ridiculous."

All the same, Janeise shrugged out of the straps of her shirt, folding it down, then reached behind her and pulled her bra off. Her chest wasn't as big as Neve's, but she had a perky pair of breasts capped with wide dark areolas.

"There, happy?"

"Fuck, they're really nice," said Neil. He began to pump himself into Neve's mouth harder.

"Touch them for me?" he asked.

"I'm not going to fuck you, Neil," said Janeise.

"I'm not asking you to. Just play with your tits. You were already playing with yourself," said Neil.

"I've changed my mind. I like this guy," said Inky.

Neve grunted around Neil's cock, but it just sounded like her responding to the moment.

Janeise gave out a small moan as she put her hand on one of her own breasts, squeezing it before rolling the nipple in her fingers.

"God, that's so fucking hot, Janeise," said Neil. He stopped thrusting, using his hand to guide Neve to fuck her own mouth with his cock. Every time she plunged down his length, he sped her up slightly.

"You're such a greedy fuck, Neil," said Janeise. She was still playing with her own nipple. She had her hand back down her skirt. "You need to watch one woman play with herself while the other sucks your cock."

The sound of Neve gagging for a split second as she took him to the end each time had gotten loud enough that it was the primary noise in the room.

"Hey, I might never have a chance like this again," said Neil. "I'm really glad I asked, too, because I've been dying to know what your tits look like. I never would've asked if Neve hadn't been blowing me."

"You better give me a good show, too," said Janeise. "That's why she's blowing you."

"I'm going to come so fucking hard," said Neil.

Neve moaned at the thought.

"Dammit, I want to fuck that throat like Casey," said Neil. To her surprise, he stood up. You could technically see his pants were down from the window, she thought, until Neil grabbed her head with one hand and his cock with the other, and fed it into her mouth.

When he was confident she could keep him in place with her mouth alone, both hands cupped the back of Neve's head, protecting her from the edge of the table. Neve was sitting back on her feet, her back straight. She ran her hands up his thighs, feeling the muscles contract and expand as Neil began to thrust.

He fell to it with a hard pace, once that Neve almost would have backed away from, given how much it caught her off guard, but his hands kept her from moving, and she slowly got used to it, reveling in the feeling of her study friend just using her mouth like a pussy for his own pleasure. Her mouth was getting very wet, and thick globs of her saliva ran down her chin and his shaft, dropping onto her bared chest.

"Fuck, Neil, that's hot," said Janeise from the peanut gallery. Her voice was little more than a whisper.

After a bit, Neil's pace began to flag, and he leaned forward, taking one hand off of Neve's head, and steadying himself on the table with it. Neve moaned in frustration, moving her head in response to keep his strokes fast and hard by rushing to meet him.

"God, fuck, Neve," he moaned. "Oh my fucking god."

He fell back back into the chair, his cock popping out of her mouth. She shuffled forward on her knees, eagerly approaching his cock.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck," Neil moaned as Neve bent her head and kept plunging down on his cock, taking him as deep into her throat as she could manage.

"Oh fuck," he said. He gripped Neve's head with both hands and pulled her off him, his cock shining from all the saliva clinging to it. He kept one hand on Neve's head, guiding her up to her knees between his legs, then using his other hand to press his cock into Neve's cleavage.

She realized what he was doing, and used her hands to squeeze her tits together around his cock.

She felt his hips pump, felt the cock between her breasts throb.

"Oh

fuck

," Neil said, the words sharp and loud.

His cum came pouring out over the tops of Neve's breasts, joining what was left of Casey's dried cum. He was right, he absolutely could do better than Casey, his cock throbbing over and over and over, pumping his cum onto Neve in hard spurts, so that some of it streaked up her chest to the hollow at the base of her neck.

"Oh, wow," breathed Janeise. Her hand was still down the front of her skirt, and Neve could see her wrist moving.

"Jesus, have you not jerked off for a year or something?" asked Casey.

Neil tried to say something, but he was still struggling through his orgasm, until finally he let go of Neve and his cock, quivering slightly.

"I just--oh shit, Neve," he said as Neve leaned forward and swallowed his cock again, getting the last of his cum out of him and cleaning what had stuck to his shaft.

"I just have really big loads, that's all," he said, one hand on Neve's head. "I go through a lot of tissues."

"How are you doing, Neve?" asked Janeise.

Neve let Neil's cock go and leaned back. She looked down at her chest, a mess of sticky white globs, rolling down her skin, over her nipples or between her cleavage, dripping down her stomach or onto the floor.

"I'm doing really good," she said.

"Goddman, I wish I had a cock for Neve to suck," said Janeise. "I'd love to get those lips around me."

She glanced at Neve.

"Unless you don't mind pussy?" she asked.

Neve grinned at her.

"I don't mind," she said.

Janeise lifted up off her chair slightly, pulling her skirt up and peeling her panties off.