Big thanks to Chris6160 for editing chapter 2 and Samtheman23 who took over the huge job of editing a noob's work. Samtheman had some great ideas and questions that helped shape the story's future. If anyone else has ideas, you're more than welcome to send them in or pop something in the comments.
After what seemed like a very long day; Ben was finally drifting off to sleep with the wish of some much-needed rest. But at that moment; he heard the slight noise of the door handle move. Ben didn't know what he should do, throw the blankets over his head and pretend his sister wasn't trying to get some late-night delight, or throw open the door and welcome the pleasure she would bring. Honestly; he almost did get out of bed, but it was the thought of waking the rest of the family up that kept him snuggled up under the covers.
A scratching noise drew his attention firmly to the door. She wouldn't end up breaking down the door or anything crazy, would she? He knew succubi were a lot stronger than they seemed, he'd seen one of the nuns lift a heavy oak table which would have taken several men to lift. Heck, she hadn't just moved it, she'd lifted it with contemptuous ease.
"Little brother, little brother... let me in." a dark chuckle followed her taunt. 'Should he let the 'wolf' at the door in?' Sure, he would get devoured but it would be in a way that was mind-meltingly alright with him. He already knew which way his balls would vote, his cock was also standing to cast its vote. No, better not to head down that road, he thought about opening the door to send her away, but he knew his flimsy willpower could only say no to the delights offered to him from behind the safety of a locked door.
The scratching continued "Little brother, little brother, let me in". Jess giggled "I want to feel your balls on my chinny chin chin". She paused still not hearing a response to her teasing she frowned. He wasn't supposed to have the willpower to turn down her sexy arse.
Changing tack she decided to attempt to persuade him, "Come on Ben, let's not pretend you don't want to open the door. You know what I am, I can smell your arousal from here, I can feel the ache in your cock and balls telling you to come open the door for your gorgeous sister."
Ben decided he could only answer her with silence. She was not wrong on any of the things she had just said. Engaging in conversation would only lead to one outcome. So, being the strong independent man that he was, he pulled the covers over his head. He hoped she would not do anything too drastic and would go away and leave him to sleep.
Ben heard the loud sigh from her sister as she conceded defeat, "Fine my little fuckstick, cower inside. If you change your mind my door won't be locked. You can slip into my room, then slip into me, I won't mind a wake-up call."
As a parting gift, she loudly called out "Night Ben, fuck ya later." Ben cringed at this loud outburst. Fearing it would be heard by the rest of the family, such language was not to be used in the Thompson household.
Ben briefly thought about how fucked up his morals had become, he had been sorely tempted to open the door and get fucked by his bitchy sister but had only managed to refrain due to fears he might wake up the rest of the family, not because it was obviously the wrong thing to do. It was the sweet temptations that the succubi offered him that continued to draw him back to them again and again. Little by little, Ben felt himself being corrupted by the succubi and loving each moment of it.
'Fuck' Ben thought, resisting the urge to open his door and welcome what pleasures may be promised behind it.
"I guess this is just who I am now. Can't pretend I'm not a very different person than I was before this all started." Shortly later; Ben drifted off to sleep blissfully free of any dark and twisted dreams.
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The next day; Ben was back at school sitting through a boring review class and couldn't be bothered with paying too much attention. Something told him that he had been putting too much stock in his education, given what he knew was coming...
As the bell rang; Ben gathered his books and hurried out of the classroom and tried to ignore the lingering ache in his groin from the previous night's encounter with Jessica. Perhaps he should have left the door unlocked last night and allowed her to have a... mid-night snack? His balls had never needed to be emptied so frequently before. His thoughts were a bit chaotic, flittering between the various physical and mental changes to him and others that had been happening lately. He barely noticed the corridor's familiar sights as he made his way to his next class, his feet firmly on autopilot.
Mrs. Evans' door was slightly ajar when Ben arrived, and when he stepped in, he was greeted with the sight of her standing bent over her desk, grading papers. The very reminder of their previous encounter and seeing her like she is now sent a jolt of adrenaline through his body. Her beautiful arse swayed gently from side to side as she was seemingly immersed in her work. She looked up briefly; catching Ben's long gaze, her eyes gleaming with a knowing mischief and a lustful smile.
'Damn; was she in that position using her assets as bait?' Ben thought as he continued to stare at Mrs. Evans' arse. With a school full of horny young adults, it was indeed a wise choice of bait by the huntress. Especially since it's the first thing anyone would see after walking through the door.
"Ben," Mrs. Evans said, her voice low and sultry, "why don't you come here for a moment?"
He hesitated, but the intensity in her gaze compelled him, leaving him little choice but to move forward. When he reached her desk, she abruptly stood up straight and looked into his eyes with a near-predatory gaze. And before Ben could react; Mrs. Evans had grabbed him by his shoulders and pushed him against the chalkboard with surprising force.
"I want you." Mrs. Evans said as she turned away from Ben and bent over, hiking up her skirt past her hips.
"Mrs. Evans, we can't--" he started, but she cut him off with a sharp giggle as her hands came from underneath, unzipping his pants and pulling them to his knees without effort.
"Oh, but we can," Mrs. Evans said as she looked back at Ben with a mischievous gaze. She breathed hard and fast as she was pulling down her panties and presenting herself to him. Ben looked at her glistened pussy, remembering the pleasure it gave him and the loads of cum he had pumped into her in return.
"Now, stick it in and fuck me. Don't pretend you're not ready as fuck... I can smell your full sack from here." Mrs. Evans said as she backed up and ground her arse into Ben's growing boner, tempting him further. Her silky wet lips already embracing his hardness in a naughty kiss.
'She was right.' Ben thought as he lowered his boxers; there was no point in denying that he was hardening from the moment he saw her bent over her desk, the sight of her wet lips waiting to taste his meat left him hard as a rock. He knew he wanted it, or rather needed it. And so; without further delay he complied, first circling her entrance with the head of his cock before then pushing it in and moaning to the heavens as he slid his way inside his teacher's welcoming silky cunt.
'Fuck it felt good to be a teacher's pet, especially when said teacher is a cock hungry succubus.' he thought as he started to pound into her.
The sound of their bodies slapping together soon filled the room, echoing off the walls. Ben tried to keep quiet, but Mrs. Evans urged him on, her moans growing louder with each thrust. He tried to shift her forward so that he wouldn't be slammed against the wall, but the only movement he was allowed was of his hips. The rhythm of their coupling was primal, almost violent as she pushed back against him, propelling him into the wall with each powerful lunge. Ben was not really fucking her anymore but was instead being fucked into the wall by her. 'Hmm, I guess this is what it feels like to be the girl in the coupling?'
Ben now stood there taking in the sights, seeing Mrs. Evans bent in front of him, her peach-like arse pounding against him as her tight pussy seemed to suck him with rhythm while he thrust back into her. It was epic, getting to fuck and be fucked by one of his teachers; he was living every guy's fantasy.
And all the while Ben and Mrs. Evans were blissfully fucking against the wall; they hadn't thought of trying to hide their interactions from neighbouring classes. As they were so busy, they didn't notice that the door to Mrs. Evans' class had suddenly creaked open and a student stepped inside. And in that very moment of stepping inside; her eyes widened at the scene before her and she let out a gasp getting the attention of Ben and Mrs. Evans. Her entrance caused two very different reactions from Mrs. Evans and Ben.
Ben was shocked by being caught, even though they had been making more than enough noise. "Ummm..." Ben tried to come up with anything to say but couldn't, the shock being too much for him.
Mrs. Evans, however, merely glanced over her shoulder, her expression one of predatory satisfaction. "Come in, dear," she purred, beckoning the girl closer with a welcoming finger gesture.
"What going on?" The girl said, her name was Emily, a fellow classmate.
