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Stepsister Succubus Ch 09

Stepsister Succubus Ch 09

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Stepsister Succubus 9

As wild as his life had become, Marc was happy there was still normalcy to it, like sitting on the couch and playing games in the living room when no one else was around.

His dad was out with friends on a fishing trip, one he'd been planning for some time. One Maria had been on him to remember, seemingly because she wanted him to take a vacation for himself for a change.

He always seemed sheepish whenever she reminded him, especially when she gently chastised him for seemingly forgetting.

Meanwhile, Sofia had gone on a 'day out' with Chaney, though Marc had an idea what she might've been getting up to with his girlfriend. They'd definitely regale him the details later. Maybe even 'reenact' what they did, and have him join in. Or maybe they were doing something normal, like he was. Probably both.

He smirked at the idea, but his brow quickly furrowed as he came to a particularly challenging section in his game.

He was focused such that he didn't notice Maria come down from upstairs, until she spoke on her way into the kitchen.

"Not out with Chaney?" she asked.

Maria and his dad had met Chaney by now, and they thought her delightful. No issues on that front, and they were quite thrilled with the idea that her and Marc would be able to attend the same college together. In different courses, sure, but in a somewhat embarrassing display, they were happy to know he and Chaney wouldn't have to deal with the logistics of attending different universities whilst they were dating.

"No, she and Sofia are doing a thing. Probably shopping," he answered, pausing his game so he could make eye contact. He might've been young, but he wasn't that rude. Not anymore at least.

Besides, Maria had a... way, of commanding attention. Mostly that, stepmother or not, he found her rather hot.

And after what Sofia had done to his brain, he sometimes imagined more taboo scenarios between him and Maria.

He did keep those in check though, even if he knew what she was. Especially because she was his dad's partner.

At the same time, he was confident Maria knew of everything he and Sofia got up to. Probably from the beginning, and Sofia had confirmed that, after she nearly killed that iced-up asshole, as much as Maria understood Sofia's regret, mama succubus made it damn clear she couldn't screw up like that again.

And since that night, he had grown comfortable with Sofia again, but he also saw her in a slightly different light. He understood just how dangerous she could be. But that was tempered by seeing how much it seemed to genuinely affect her.

It fuelled his fascination for her kind, it made her feel more alien in a way that drew him in. He was still going to go into the sciences, he was looking at astrophysics, or similar courses that might put him on a path to an aerospace career doing rocket science shit.

Maybe not the engineering side of things, but the studying space side of things.

He was definitely going to do some stuff on the side though, to learn more about the history of lust demons, though he'd have to keep it discrete. Mostly because looking up stuff about succubi would be weird enough, but he didn't want people thinking he was legit crazy because he believed they were real.

Maybe he was being paranoid.

"Well, if they're shopping, maybe Sofia can get me some milk," Maria said, looking in the fridge with a disappointed look. "Less than half a bottle."

"Her phone's never off, you can text her," Marc answered, returning his attention to his game.

"Ah, later, I'll let her spend time with Chaney," Maria conceded. Marc was certain Maria knew, if they weren't doing regular girl friends stuff, they were probably doing lewd shit.

"But what about you, anxious about going to uni?" she asked, shutting the fridge and walking over to the living room.

Truth be told, he was a little nervous, but he didn't really feel the dread. It was still months off before they were to even start.

"Nah, not really. Maybe when the time comes, but right now I'm pretty good," he admitted.

"Good to hear that," Maria agreed as she strolled behind the couch, idly watching Marc play his game. "But you know I'm always here to talk if you need it."

"I know, and thanks," he said, tilting his head up briefly to smile at her. He didn't think he could really call her 'mum', but besides the errant perverted thoughts, he did like and appreciate Maria. She was a good person, for a soul-sucking demon from hell. Or wherever it was they came from.

She smiled back before he returned to his game.

"But, speaking of being here..." she trailed off... and leaned down to rest her bust upon his head.

It made Marc freeze up, and get himself killed in his game.

"... we could do something else to pass the time~"

One of her hands drifted low, and Marc twitched when she began to knead his junk with exquisite ministrations.

He turned to face her, even with her generously endowed bust resting on his head.

"Uh... Maria?" he asked slowly, but she simply smirked.

"I know what you think about me. Your little fantasies. And you know what I am~ This shouldn't come as a surprise~"

She put a bit more pressure on his head with her bust, her hand kneading his crotch until she could fondle the growing bulge with fleeting touches, her other hand reaching down to grasp one of his thighs, and slowly bring it up his body until she was clutching his chest, gently bunching up his shirt.

Marc huffed, feeling heat spread across his face and arousal permeate his being.

"I mean... I don't..."

"Marc, my boy, you've always found me attractive... why deny yourself~?"

She gave his cock a firmer squeeze through his pants, and he groaned in arousal, laying the controller down on the cushion next to him, the game left idling.

"But... what about dad?" he asked, feeling embarrassed even mentioning it.

"Oh come now, you've been with Sofia how long? You should know by now that we don't work like that when it comes to our hearts. I love Peter, he is my Soul Mate... but you are equally compatible with me, and I just... cannot keep myself away from you~"

She sighed in seductive desire, and Marc wasn't exactly resisting her advances, starting to shift his hips as his erection strained against his pants, feeling his balls fondled through the material.

"You didn't encourage him on this trip just to get me al--"

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Maria pressed a finger to his lips, silencing his words.

"Now that is just offensive," she said with a slightly admonishing tone, but no less sensual. "Peter arranged that trip, and I made sure he went because I love him enough to want him to enjoy himself in more than just the ways I excel at... not that he's ever been unhappy with that~ But this... this is just me wishing to indulge~ And I think you want to indulge too~"

Her hand slipped into his pants, beneath his underwear, and he winced when those fingertips grazed along his cock, struggling to escape, gentle caresses all the way down to his jewels.

"Won't he... haaaah... get upset?" Marc asked.

"He might be a little miffed... but I think you know how his mind thinks now~ Besides, you're an adult, you can make your own choices~"

It felt hard to make any informed choice when he was under this kind of seduction. But he knew exactly where Maria was coming from; Sofia still hunted other humans, still told him what she got up to if she thought it spicy and kinky enough to share. And always, she wanted to have a romp with him. She shared her time with him in ways her prey would never get to experience. And he was never resentful or bitter about it. Hell, sometimes he got aroused from her recounts and that led to impromptu fucking... though maybe that was Sofia's plan.

If Maria had gotten his dad as twisted as he was through seduction, strange but sound logic, and genuine affection, then Marc was confident Peter wouldn't be

too

bothered.

It seemed so fucked up to think... but he really didn't want to pass up an opportunity to fuck Maria.

"Then I don't see any problem either~" he conceded, prompting a seductive croon from Maria.

"Good boy~" she purred, a phrase that made Marc shudder. In the next moment, she had his cock freed from his pants, precum leaking from his tip. With her thumb, she slowly lathered his thick dollop of arousal into his glans, working down from the tip in spiral fashion, grinding over his corona, pressing firmly up beneath the ridge, before twisting her hand down the rest of the way, Marc shimmying his legs to loosen his pants further and expose his balls.

Her other hand loosely curled beneath his head and clutched his cheek on the opposite side, tugging him against her bust.

Her hand started to traipse and dance up and down his manhood, fingers shifting and sliding as she twisted her palm against his mast in fluid motions.

He murmured softly, a potent throb racing through his cock, mesmerised by the way her hand moved. It was so graceful, so erotic, no effort wasted, no action jerky or stiff. Sofia was much the same, but this felt more... refined. And he didn't know how that was possible, Sofia already felt pretty refined.

She slid two fingers down either side of his manhood, grasping him between those digits and stroking slowly, before curling around with a graceful flourish to cup his balls.

"Ah, fuck," he breathed out, hearing Maria chuckle seductively above, a commanding and arousing sound.

More precum beaded from his tip, luxuriously smeared into his flesh to keep his cock nice and slick for her sensuous strokes.

He could feel himself building to an orgasm, slowly, not yet ready to blow his load, but feeling like it was going to be quite the surge with her expert ministrations.

Her fingertips gently brushed across his lips, a soft display of dominance, but one he did not find unwelcome, murmuring breathily.

Interestingly, he realised that he hadn't felt her using her drain yet; no tingly arcing of a siphon, no wending tug through his core. She wasn't feeding on him, not even a tiny bit to increase the stimulation.

Damn, she was good.

He shifted in his seat, but he didn't feel like there was any place for him escape to, her breasts feeling like a restraining weight to keep him where she wished.

Naturally, he didn't want to be anywhere else at that moment, moaning as she made a particularly firm stroke.

"I'm sure you can imagine how I got to my position~" she spoke. "How I basically run the company I work for~?"

"I... had heard you earned that position legit," he answered through her delightful handjob.

She chuckled softly.

"You

do

remember what Sofia says about me~" she responded playfully. "But there is a little bit of... underhanded tactics, going on~ Of course, they don't exactly realise it, but I don't think they mind, given how much their productivity improved. Ah, how they think the world works versus what actually works~ And the employees are happier for it~"

"Any reason you're giving me... haa, a run down of worker benefits whilst you're giving me a handy?" he asked.

"No reason... I just like to talk when I'm making humans moan~" she said deviously, picking up speed and making him groan.

"Nnnf... right," he answered. Though he gave her credit, the way she could talk, even the most mundane things could sound sexy.

"But mostly, it makes them more amenable to my suggestions when they've got a subconscious draw to me... I don't exactly implant commands in them... but when they've got this elusive feeling of me or someone like me doing everything they wish a woman would, in the back of their minds when I talk to them, they tend to agree a lot more~ It's a neat trick~"

"Sounds like a succubus," Marc said with a small laugh.

"Not bothered by the manipulation of it all~?"

"That's what you do. Hell, your usual prey, you outright mind-control."

"That is true... but sometimes, the best manipulation is when you have someone in your thrall just from your words and actions alone... and the right touch of a hand can make anyone putty~"

She stroked even faster, palm gliding over his glans, now clearly pushing him towards climax.

He groaned, chest pushing out as he exhaled sharply.

"No shit..." he quipped breathlessly, Maria laughing this time.

"When this is over, I'll tell you a little secret, Marc~"

"You say that... haaaa... like it won't be a while until it is..."

She slipped a finger into his mouth to gently tease his tongue, making him whine submissively.

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"Of course it won't~ I'm a hungry lady~"

She cackled, and her hand started to pump and twist around his girth with an almost blurry prowess, slipping and sliding with mercurial grace equal to her speed.

Marc's resistance quickly waned, and he came into Maria's hand.

She swiftly slid her palm to his tip, slightly lifting it away from his glans so that his ejaculate spattered against her palm.

The rest was deflected onto his throbbing cock and his groin, Marc's bucking hips sometimes bumping into her palm.

When he was done with his first ejaculation, Maria slowly wrapped her fingers around his base, and firmly squeezed with an upwards twisting stroke, drawing up his residue onto her hand, which she brought before her, low enough that Marc could see. There was a lot of the goopy white stuff clinging to her skin... he never really thought much on how time spent with Sofia had increased the volume of his loads, but it certainly seemed like it.

"You're a healthy young man~" Maria teased... before quietly inhaling.

Marc's eyes widened slightly as his seed glowed softly, and he watched faint wisps of light rise from the small puddle of cum on her palm, drawn up into her mouth, not that Marc could see over the bust resting on his head.

She then raised her hand to her mouth, and he heard soft, erotic suckling, and after, a lustful satisfied sigh, lowering her hand to show it glistening but otherwise pristine.

"That was... a sight," Marc admitted.

"The life fluids of humans contain their energy too, in small amounts. Semen and fresh blood in particular, but I think you know what we prefer~ We can draw the energy out of it, that's why we like consuming it... as well as it just tasting wonderful to us, and kinky to boot~ Sofia I'm sure just swallows it and draws the energy out, but I felt your heart race when you saw that~ Sometimes, it's about the visual~"

"Well... you've definitely got my attention," he remarked.

Maria chuckled, and pulled away from Marc, moving around to the front of the couch.

"Then you'll be quick to follow~" she said, licking her vibrant lips, coated in a red lip gloss, and reaching down to once again grab Marc's cock. She coaxed him up off the couch, and led him away and up the stairs by his dick, earning a soft groan from him, hobbling slightly with his pants hanging where they were.

She led him to her bedroom, shutting the door behind him.

It wasn't a lavish space. White walls and a double bed and a small chest at the foot of it, a chest of drawers with a mirror off to the side and a wardrobe sitting next to it, end nestled in a corner of the room. The carpeted floor was nice under his feet.

Other than that, there wasn't much else about it, just a few items of decoration, including a photo of Maria and Peter together from their wedding.

It was a married couple's room, not some demon's sex dungeon.

At least, from appearances. Marc tried not to think about what Maria got up to in here, mostly because he didn't want to visualise his dad having sex.

Maria led Marc over to the bed, and gently guided him down to sit on its edge.

She stepped back... and proceeded to give him one hell of a striptease.

Her hands glided up and down her body, twisting her body with erotic allure, fingers snagging at different hems and tugging at various edges and plucking at buttons, loosening her attire bit by bit, Marc sometimes not noticing when a piece of clothing slid away to reveal more of that gorgeous, light olive skin, as if a great deal of sleight of hand was in play.

Her blouse fell away, exposing her bust, still contained in a white lacy brassier, her dark areolae just barely visible through the exquisite pattern work.

She leaned forward and gave him a good show down her ample cleavage, notably bustier than her daughter. Her lower lip was seductively pinned by her upper jaw, her eyes easily snatching away Marc's attention with their lustful intensity.

A hand slid between her thighs, firmly gliding over her crotch. She jutted her hips sideways, and with a subtle flick of her finger against the button of her pants just below her navel, her slacks slid free, and she stepped out of them with a masterful seductive grace, flicking them away without breaking the flow of her erotic dance.

Marc stared at her white lace pantyhose, and he could've sworn he saw some moisture seeping through.

She slumped a shoulder and one of the straps of her bra slid down her arm, letting the cup on that side fall away slightly and let the breast sag just slightly, and exquisitely.

Marc's cock was as hard as it was before just watching this, and already leaking fresh precum. Once upon a time, he would've suppressed his more immoral thoughts about her, like he did with Sofia. They were family after all, and hot or not, not blood-related or not, it wasn't right.

Now? Now he was anticipating what she was going to do to him, huffing slightly as her striptease continued.

She slipped her other bra strap off with a sensual tug with her fingers, and with a single motion of her hand behind her back, the clip that held her bra together was undone, and it fell away to the ground, letting her heavy bust bounce free with a hypnotic jiggle, those nipples poking out with enticing arousal.

Her breasts weren't gigantic by any means, but they were almost as big as his head, and hung with a perfect weight, sagging like teardrops.

She pushed them together, and gently mashed them against one another in an erotic display, before letting them drop with more delightful jiggling.

Her hands drifted low now, and she slowly twisted around until she was facing away from him, but she looked over her shoulder to give him a sensual glance and a devious smirk, caressing her rump enticingly.

Her fingers slipped beneath the hem of her panties, and Marc wasn't sure which motion it was that made them drop to her ankles, quickly flung away with as graceful an action as when she did much the same with her slacks.

His eyes were just too focused on her bare crotch, not a hair to be seen. Her vulva looked puffier than Sofia's, but just as perfect, her clitoris poking out from beneath the hood and the tips of her slightly fatter labia.

In all, Maria had a bit more meat to her than Sofia did, but in all the best ways. Not as 'thicc' as some women, but that was hardly an issue.

And he reminded himself that Maria as a Succubus, could make her look almost like anyone to better 'prey' on her quarry.

Which was him right now.

She smiled, and slid her hands luxuriously across her body, tugging up one of her breasts and letting it drop down with a bounce, before standing with her hands crossed beneath her bust.

"Do I not look amazing~?" she crooned. It was a rhetorical question, she knew the answer damn well.

"You're fucking hot," he still answered all the same.

She chuckled and slid an arm between her breasts, a finger extending to tug at her lower lip salaciously.

"Looks are just a part of it~"

She stepped forward, and crouched before him, taking a hold of his shorts. With little effort, she slid them off his legs along with his underpants, and leaned over him, breasts grazing against his throbbing, needy cock, and slipped her hands beneath his shirt.

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