All characters in this work are 18 +
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June 1997
Inspired by true events...
The nights were getting really hot, so I was naked except for my black boxer briefs as I lay on my full sized mattress, and even then my back and forehead were covered in sweat. I tossed and turned all through the night, shapely thighs and wet lips in my dreams waking me intermittently, always with a raging hard-on. Every time I woke up I thought about jacking off, but then I would fall asleep and repeat the cycle.
My hair was lank across the back of my neck. I groaned as yet another delectable crevasse of cleavage swirled up from within the darkest parts of my subconscious. This fertile valley was attached to a beautiful woman, her tits bursting forth in shocking pale whiteness from her tight black leather tunic, her black hair swirling down around her white face that was punctuated with the darkest lips that I had ever seen.
"So dark, so dark..." I muttered as I slept.
The woman's dark lips formed words that I couldn't make out inside my dream and my eyes traveled down the glorious curves of her hourglass figure, all of my masculine sense taking in her overpowering ripeness and the swell of her hips, all contained by the form fitting black leather of her pants that were drawn together on the sides with stitching that gave me a tantalizing taste of her shapely legs. Black platform high heels covered her dainty feet, and my eyes wound up back nestled deeply into her cleavage.
Her eyes shimmered and I noticed that her ears were curled up into points. She smiled and stuck out her tongue, which was forked, and I couldn't help but realize that she had two white and sharp looking fangs.
A demon, I thought lustily in the haze of my dream. A demon come to slay me with desire.
Then I heard her laugh, I high-pitched wail, as my sense of hearing reemerged from wherever it had gone before.
"You are mine, Michael. You have always been mine. I have waited long enough, and tonight you shall be mine in deed as well as in word!" She cackled and threw her head back, thrusting out her cleavage at me so that I stood mesmerized and horny, my cock at stiff attention.
She twirled around for me and my eyes lasered in on her fine wide ass, full and luscious and waiting to be spanked and kneaded like firm bread dough. I could not stop staring as she continued her twirl and bent down on all fours, thrusting her hefty rump high up into the air. A forked tail rose above her back as my eyebrows rose in astonishment. Somehow I felt my lust ramp up a notch and my balls swell as cacophony of desire filled them with seed.
"Who are you?" Was all that I could stammer, and her lips drew wide in amusement at my young hesitance.
"Why, you know that my dear boy. I am the dark mother, the demon lover, the succubus that has followed you all of her long life, waiting for you to plant your seed, which I can tell has filled your large balls hotly, into me so that I can give birth to many daughters and sons and we can reclaim what is rightfully ours! The Earth, that round blue ball that you have all treated so badly - we are it's rightful inhabitants, as the Great One made it specifically for us!" At the end of her little monologue she cackled and laughed and began to strip down right in front of me.