In a puff of pink, steamy smoke a gorgeous succubus named Infera appeared on the floor. She sat In a kneeling pose within a large pentagram. The airy mist left a scent of brimstone in the air. Her long, dark hair flowed in an unseen wind. Her large round breasts matched her curvy body that swayed with seduction in the moonlight.
She took in her new surroundings. It was a modest-looking bedroom with a giant, comfy bed. She rose up to her full height, and spread out her bat-like wings. She raised her ram horns to the sky. Her slender whip-like tail just above her buttocks trailed behind her.
"The conjuring is complete," she said in a sexy tone. She bit her lower lip and twirled her hair with her fingers to reveal she was pleased when she looked upon her summoner. Many of her conjurors were obese, ugly, or complete social outcasts from society. If they were really unlucky they were all three.
But this time a nude, well-built and handsome man sat Indian-style before her. A ritual book rested in his lap. Her hand drifts up to her mouth, biting her knuckle to show her approval.
"This one should be tasty to devour. Just make him cum fast and his soul is mine," she presumed. "But first... the paperwork.".
"Good evening. I will be your lover tonight," she spoke in a sultry voice. And the last one you'll ever have, she said to herself.
"But before you can feel this..." she said as she ran her hands seductively and slowly up and down her body with her eyes closed. She opened them wide with a powerful gaze. "You'll have to fill out this." With magic a scroll contract and ink quill appeared in her hands.
She held out the pen and paper out to him. He took them and seemed to give the whole thing a quick glance over. Infera the succubus smiled. I love it when they don't read the fine print, she mused.
The very long, diabolical contract was vague in its meaning. It turned her eager clients into unwilling victims. It ended with...
Upon the end of the hour, if the succubus has taken your seed then you shall forfeit your most valued possession. Both the summoning spell and contract only worked with healthy males.
Some believed this possession to be an heirloom, or something worth monetary value. Succubuses had neither the incentive nor the obligation to correct their misconception. Others believed their souls had no worth at all, and were soon shown the errors of their ways.
She grew excited when she watched him sign all the right places. She took the pen and contract back from him and double-checked it. His name alone made her a little suspicious. She recalled when men tried to find loopholes in the contract. For example, when they attempted to sign false names or with 'stimulants' to last longer than the contracted hour. She liked to toy with them by making them cum right before the hour was up. Or with complete satisfaction she'd display the bargain they have signed where the ink would rearrange itself to show their true name. All it took was a little magic to rob them of their false hope. Pleased by what she saw, the pen and paper vanished in a quick burst of flame.
"Now, how would you like to proceed?" she inquired, aroused. "Slide your manhood between my big breasts until you cum? Take you inside my mouth till I feel you release? Use my hands to bring you to climax? Squeeze your cock in my tight pussy until you fill me up? Or maybe something a little more exotic?" she coaxed.
Her prehensile tail revealed itself to the right of her. A small heart-shaped bulb hung on the end of it. It curled itself up and mimicked a jerking-off motion.
"Perhaps you'd like some tail?" she teased.
"Only if I wanted to imagine I was getting a handjob from an anaconda," the man complained to himself.
"A footjob?" She wondered. She lifted up her right leg and wiggled her perfect toes. He didn't respond. "If there is something about my body you dislike I can make it disappear or change. We otherworldly creatures can do so at will," she suggested. He shook his head.
Impatient, she kneeled down in front of him. "Let's see what we have here," she spoke with carnal hunger. She picked up the spellbook from his lap and tossed it aside. A huge erect dick pointed up at her. Her eyes widened with delight.
"None of the above," he assured her at last,
"What...?" she said befuddled.
"We'll get to some of the aforementioned positions," he expressed in confidence. "But we will start with you first," he explained.
"Me first?" she asked like it was a foreign concept. "All of the past summoners just wanted me to fulfill their needs. And we are just taught how to please men," she acknowledged.
And steal their souls,
"My desire is to please you," he admitted with a wicked grin.
"How?" she queried, bewildered.
"To begin I need you to stand up," he coached. She stood straight up.
"A standing position. I love those," she confessed. He stood next to her.
Her hands reached out for his dick out of habit. "Just gonna need to aim this downward and maybe get on my tippy toes," she reasoned. He pushed her hands away.
"I'm gonna do something for you first," he stated.
"But THAT is for me," she whined with a frown.
"No," he said with firmness. She pouted. "Tonight I want to show you a kiss," he informed her.
"I know what a **kiss** is," she remarked, insulted and rolled her eyes. . It was then that he pressed his body against hers. His upward-pointing erection pressed against her stomach. She glanced down for a moment.
"So close, yet so far away," she whispered in disappointment. His hand lifted her chin. She was surprised when his mouth met hers.
What followed was the most passionate kiss in her existence. She lost herself to it. She urged him further on, with her nipplespr3essed against him and her hands wrapped around the back of his head. Her fingers ran through his hair. When he withdrew she was left breathless. She was feeling a myriad of emotions. Many conflicted with one another. She was used to selfish lovers. Not selfless ones. Where a kiss was sloppy and awkward from her victims. It was a mere afterthought to the prequel of penetration.
"Ok, maybe I didn't know what a kiss was," she accepted with begrudgement. "He seems too good to be an inexperienced kisser...But..." she rose up on her tippy toes. "I don't care!" she declared. She embraced the gift he was giving her. "Maybe I'll take my time with him instead. See where this goes. Just out of curiosity," she contemplated..
"Now, onto foreplay," he notified her.
"Fourplay?" she questioned. "As much as having others join us is enticing, the contract is for us alone," she clarified.
"That's not..." he began, but he decided it was easier to show her. He Held her by the chin and tilted her head up. With her neck exposed, he started to kiss her. Soft at first, then harder. She felt her body temperature rising as he proceeded to give her hickeys.
Soon he moved down to her bountiful breasts. He took her right nipple into his mouth while caressing the other with his left hand. Her mouth let out an audible whimper.
"And I thought the underworld made me hot," she divulged. In time he made her right areola erect. Then he moved onto the other one. She started to feel wetness between her legs. When both nipples were at full attention, he slid his tongue downward past her belly button.
