I was blindfolded and handcuffed to a pole, completely naked. I heard a pair of heels click in my direction. The clicking stopped next to me. I felt the heat of another presence very closeby.
A familiar, yet threatening, voice whispered in my hear, "Alright, Jim, let's get started." The blindfold was lifted.
I beheld Margaret in all her nude, demonic glory. Her abs rippled and her volleyball-sized tits dripped sweat. Her face was twisted in a hideous grin.
Slowly, seductively, she got on her knees and focused her attention on my penis. My grotesquely huge penis. Giant, veiny, rock hard, red, and pulsing. I couldn't even estimate its length, but it was definitely many times larger than it had been before. My balls weren't much better; they were so huge they pushed my knees apart. What's worse, they felt
full
.
Both her hands together just barely wrapped around my shaft and her long tongue snaked out to lick the humongous, dripping glans of my manhood. I whimpered, much to her delight.
Without much warning, Margaret distended her jaw and took in the head of my penis. I came instantly, disgorging a truly unbelievable amount of cum down her throat.
I came probably several gallons in a few seconds. Margaret sucked it down greedily, but quickly let go with a loud *pop*. I continued to groan and shoot liters of cum at a time across the small, dimly lit room. I could swear that my balls actually felt bigger and fuller with each spurt.
There were others. The -allys, Monique, Beatrice, several succubi I didn't recognize. All of them rejoiced in my eternal ejaculation, and they took turns at the source, swelling up in just a few spurts.The room quickly begin to fill with cum.
I saw Cindy, led in chains by yet another improbably sexy succubus. She stared at my monstrous penis with tears in her eyes.
Suddenly I woke up, drenched in sweat, and with a boner pressing painfully against my briefs. I groaned and slapped my alarm clock, and rolled out of bed a few seconds later.
I'd been having these kinds of dreams ever since I started that job. They'd been especially vivid and strange that feverish night after I mega-dosed on Monique's milk. The actual events were always different, but the circumstances were always the same: I had a monster cock that never stopped cumming, and there was a lot of sex. And then I woke up with a hard-on.
I looked at myself in the mirror and appraised what I saw. Average looking, as usual. But... dang, was my dick bigger? No way.
But then I got it out and measured it, and sure enough, my dick was definitely bigger than it used to be. I was packing a girthy 7 incher down there, with matching balls. In my groggy state I didn't really have the ability to be surprised or scared, but I was bewildered. After a minute or two I shrugged my shoulders and continued about my day.
I came in to work that morning feeling good, and still packing a woodie. Beatrice greeted me warmly and let me in. Unlike all my other coworkers, Beatrice never enticed me in to sex, since she had a boyfriend. She had, however, asked me to jerk off into a cup once. Our relationship was polite and professional, almost normal.
One of the -allys was talking to a down-on-her-luck succubus in the reception room. I hurried through the door without looking; I wasn't supposed to stick around with clients.
The office was mostly empty, as I guess I had arrived a few minutes early. Most of the girls live in the apartment building next to the office, so they could just walk a couple yards from their front door in to work. I saw another -ally sipping chamomile tea and watching her screen intently. I'd always assumed that succubi would be really interested in watching porn all the time, because, you know, sex demons. But, I had checked their browsing history, and it turns out they actually really liked to watch cooking videos. Tally was probably engrossed in a video about cooking beer-battered fried chicken or something. A little odd for someone who can't digest anything but sperm and only feels sexual hunger, but, hey, I'm not gonna judge.
I went to sit down at my desk, but noticed a little post-it note that said "see me in my office!" in Margaret's handwriting. I set down my stuff and walked over, wondering what the hell I did.
I pushed open the door timidly. "You wanted to see me, boss?"
I felt stupid as hell the instant I closed the door and looked up. There was Margaret, buck naked, leaning against her desk. I couldn't help but compare her to the version of her from my dreams. They were remarkably similar, except that the real Margaret didn't feel so much malicious as... dominant. Her body was lithe and muscular, like an olympic athelete, but with enormous boobs that dominated her chest.
"Yes, I did," she said, "I thought you might want to relieve a little stress to start the day." With that, she languidly rolled over, so that her front side was resting on her desk while her ample, muscular rump was sticking in the air behind her. Her tail swayed invitingly above.
I'd been around the bush a few times with all the succubi in the office by this point, and while seeing an ass to end all asses presented to me in such a fashion would have made me into a bumbling idiot a few days prior, instead I just felt eager to finally start work. I pulled down my pants with haste and approached my boss. My hands found their way to the coiled muscles of her back, and gripped them tightly while my dick rubbed between the globular cheeks of her butt, already leaking pre-cum. She sighed and wiggled her ass, while her tail wrapped itself around my shoulder.
Her movements seemed like they were almost designed to slip it in to her hot, tight asshole, because in just a few seconds the tip of my cock was pressed against her dilated opening. Normally I didn't like doing it in the butt, but with succubi there's nothing gross about it at all. Margaret's ass was just as wet, soft, and clean as her cunt. I groaned and shoved more of my cock in, bottoming out in one slow stroke.
I enjoyed the feeling of her back rippling under my firm grip as we both luxuriated in the sensations. I pressed down on her and did my best to pull out of the incredibly tight hole I found myself in. She grunted in protest, but she wasn't dissatisfied for long, as I came back in faster and with more force.
Her ass milked me much like her pussy would have, and as I continued to fuck her I could feel myself getting closer and closer to orgasm. Neither of us were really making noises, except for soft grunts and moans. Most of what could be heard was the sound of my hips slamming in to her bubble butt.
My loins felt white hot and ready to blow when Margaret abruptly sat up and growled, "Pull out!"
I was unused to this sort of command. Normally the succubi would insist that I stick it in as far as possible and cum inside them. I yanked my cock out; I could feel it twitching, so close to coming that it almost hurt. Margaret turned over with intense urgency. I could see her chest heaving and her dark eyes looking at at me feverishly. Her body was covered in sweat. She clearly felt the same way I did, except that she had more self control.
"Lay on the floor!" she barked huskily. I did as commanded. My huge prick stood at attention.
I couldn't see it for long though. Margaret fell on me swiftly. She squatted over my crotch and wasted no time in getting my cock into her, sighing with relief once I had once again been hilted inside of her. She put her hands on her knees and arched her back, then moved her hips in a small circle. I tried vainly to reach up and touch her breasts, but she was too far away, so I settled on simply watching her work. She laughed, baring her fangs, and put her hands behind her head. I simply watched the hot succubus riding me, her six-pack abdominals rippling, her massive breasts jiggling.
She kept me right on the edge for quite a while. She seemed to enjoy teasing me with her pussy even more than she craved my seed, and would pull off for a few seconds at a time just so I didn't cum yet. I felt myself descending in to a sort of haze, helpless beneath this demon goddess.
Finally she could take no more, grunted, and leaned over to start riding me hard.
"Cum for me now! Cum! Raaagh!" She yelled directly in my face.
I couldn't deny her, and felt my sweet release with a toe-curling, vision-impairing orgasm. I was finally able to reach her, and as soon as I came I wrapped my arms around her back and held her on as close as I could. She slammed her hips on to mine and screamed loudly, shaking and twitching from an orgasm more intense than any I'd ever seen. She slumped over me limply while my cock fired spurt after spurt in to her hungry pussy.
When she regained herself, Margaret kissed me on the lips. "Like that?"
"Hell yeah!" I said enthusiastically. "That was so fucking hot."
She smiled and sat up to pull herself off my softening cock, then laid down beside me and stroked my chest. "I really liked it too. Sorry if I was a little, um, forceful."
"No, no, not at all. I actually liked it better than usual. Normally you guys all just want me to cum as quickly as possible."
She giggled. "Yeah, it takes a lot of control to keep from just sucking it right out of you. But I like the buildup too."
I thought for a second and turned to her. "Actually, Margaret, I've got a question. When a succubus has sex, what's it, like, about? I mean how do succubi feel about sex?"
She raised an eyebrow. "How do humans feel about sex?"
"Touche."
"I see what you mean, though. In some sense it's like food to us. We need it just to function. If we go too long without cum we will die. But it's more than just a meal." She thought for a second. "Like, think about the difference between eating a twinkie alone, and eating a delicious feast with your friends and family. That's kind of like the difference between meaningless sex and, you know... a connection." She looked in my eyes meaningfully. Her usual domineering attitude was gone, replaced by vulnerability I'd never seen on her.
I put my arm around her, and she happily pressed herself on to my side. "I agree," I said, and kissed her.