A Man is Broken by a Succubus [M/F] [Erotic Horror] [Succubus]

*This is an excerpt from a larger story. I cut out all the world building and setup to get straight to the action.*

Before Fvelt knew what was happening Alyssa’s arms snaked around his neck, pulling him in; the soft curves of her massive breasts, barely contained by the loose fabric of her tunic, mashed against his chest and filled his body with a burning heat.

Stop her! His mind screamed. He could feel it, deep down, that something wasn’t right with her.The captain’s hand moved to the pommel of his sword, but it was too late. Alyssa twined his hair between her fingers and their lips met in an intimate dance.

Her kiss was fire. It raged through his mind, burning every thought, every feeling, to ash. His fingers fell limply from his sword. He groaned against the soft cage of her lips.

After what felt like an eternity, she pulled away, leaving behind the memory of heat and a prickling sensation that lingered on his lips. It was strange. It didn’t hurt, but he had the distinct feeling he should be worried by it.

Alyssa pursed her perfect mouth against his earlobe and whispered sweetly.“It’s such a shame…that you and your men are going to die tonight.”Alyssa chuckled darkly.

Fvelt’s thoughts were mired in a dense, dark fog and his body fought against his judgment. He struggled to understand even the most basic thoughts. Sword…

His body screamed, it wanted nothing more than to touch her, kiss her, explore every curve of her body with his mouth, succumb to HER!Alyssa pulled his head down to meet her lips…they were so wet and plush. He couldn’t wait to feel them again.

SWORD! The soldier in his thoughts waded through the haze and realization struck just as their lips were about to touch. He pushed against her with all his might, gaining room to free his sword with a metallic rasp. The captain leveled the tip at her.

Alyssa hit the floor, her hair fanned out behind her like a frozen waterfall. Her eyes changed from a lovely emerald green to a burning red, set in a field of darkness.

“I was hoping you wouldn’t make it that easy.” She purred.

“Who are you?” The captain growled.Alyssa laughed, high and wild, it wasn’t a human sound. His lips throbbed. Had she used poison?

Alyssa rose from the floor and as she did, the tunic slipped free from her shoulders, revealing her full, naked breasts for the first time. “A succubus,” she hissed.

Fvelt was struck by need. His body burned for her. His penis throbbed against his trousers so hard that it began to make him dizzy.

“The bane of all men,” she continued, taking a step towards him. The sheer size of her chest should have left her breasts dragging against her taut stomach, but they didn’t. Gravity had no hold on them. The pale masses of flesh jiggled with every step she took…and her nipples, pale and pink, were just begging to be sucked on.

The room grew dark for the captain and began to spin. He was so hard, every movement, every touch of the fabric against his cock sent a wave of pleasure surging through his body. It was an effort to keep his sword hand steady.

“Finding it hard to think, captain?”

Gods, he felt so good. He throbbed harder than ever, nearly sending him to his knees. His body screamed out to touch her. To succumb.

“You let a succubus kiss you, captain…our lips are coated with an aphrodisiac venom. The pleasure will only grow until it’s the only thing you can think of.” Alyssa took another step towards him and laughed again. “Soon you’ll be begging me to drain you, they always do.”

Alyssa hefted one of her massive tits and brought it to her mouth. Her tongue slid against the tip of her nipple and swirled around the areola. “And when you do, I’ll bring you pleasure greater than you’ve ever known…” she began, moaning as she spoke, as if the anticipation aroused her. “I can’t wait to break your spirit, captain.”

Fvelt tried not to listen, tried to deny what she was saying, but he could feel the venom coursing through his veins. The room spun faster. It was so hard to focus.

“Give in…” she whispered breathily. The succubus was close.

Fvelt screamed and swung his sword.

The succubus side-stepped the blow and leapt inside his reach. He tried to gain some distance but as he jumped backwards he smashed against a wooden table, a heavy thing of solid oak, which stopped him in his tracks.

The captain swung again, desperate to keep the succubus at bay, but he was off balance. The swing lacked conviction. The succubus grabbed his wrist and held his sword aloft. Her other hand found his cock through his trousers and began languidly circling the head.

Fvelt groaned from the sensation and nearly toppled over. Pre-cum erupted from the tip of his member and spilled down the front of his trousers. The pleasure was mind-numbing. He needed to cum so desperately. His cock ached as her fingers slid teasingly up and down his length. The sword fell from his grip and clattered to the floor.

“We succubi are denizens of Hell, captain.” Alyssa whispered softly. The hand holding Fvelt’s wrist slipped down his muscular forearm and drug across his chest. After a tug at his waist he felt his sword belt slip free and fall to his feet. “We feed on the souls of men.” She tugged at his waistband and his naked cock sprang free, coated in glistening pre-cum. “Temptation is our weapon.” She gripped below the head and began to deftly pump his length. Her touch was exquisite. “And just like Merro, you will all die screaming while we swallow your souls.”

The captain groaned in pleasure. His legs gave out and he fell against the desk-top. It creaked under his weight. Alyssa did not let up—she followed his body and sank to her knees, still pumping his cock with luxuriously long strokes.

“I’m going to show you sin, captain.” Alyssa licked her lips and moaned, her breathing grew excited. She moved his cock beneath one of her giant tits and pushed the throbbing head against her nipple. Her hands stroked him again and again until he’d left a hot pool of pre-cum dribbling against her pale flesh.

Despite the extraordinary pleasure that wracked his body, despite the fire of pure hunger in his loins, a voice still called to Fvelt, tried to plead with him to pick up his sword before it was too late.

“Oh, captain,” she groaned, her pallid cheeks flushed with excitement. The succubus had incredible technique; her nimble fingers formed a perfect ring around his swollen tip, squeezing just enough for pre-cum to leak out. Her hand would become a blur after that, falling up and down his length, never letting the skin go dry. The succubus held him on the cusp of blissful orgasm, taking him to the edge with her skill, but never letting him finish. The smell of sex filled his chambers. “I don’t think I can hold back much longer…I need to know what you taste like.

”Alyssa bent and pursed her lips over the crown of his cum-covered cock.

GET AWAY. YOU’LL DIE! The captain’s inner voice screamed. Adrenaline surged through his legs. His upper body turned, fingers reaching for the sword. He touched the handle—

Alyssa’s moist, velvety lips closed around the head of his cock. The succubus’ tongue ran along the underside of his prick, artfully curling beneath the sensitive helmet. Fvelt’s body froze in agonized pleasure. Her plush, full lips slid up and down his length, coating him with glistening venom. His hips bucked against her mouth, desperate to cum and relieve the intense pressure, but the succubus was in complete control.

The fight was over—his body slammed back against the desk and he screamed in ecstasy.Alyssa moaned, sending vibrations through his length that caused the muscles of his butt to seize. If the outside of her skin had been feverish, the inside of her wet mouth was an inferno.

Indescribable pleasure flowed through his veins. Every muscle in his body was seized by it, controlled by it, led by it. He opened his mouth to scream but he couldn’t form the words.

The demon’s pale cheeks hollowed and she increased her speed. The captain groaned, a familiar tingle welled within his balls. He needed to cum down her fucking throat. His entire body went rigid and his hips rose from the desk, he was coming!

The succubus gripped the base of his cock and pushed his hips back to the desk. Alyssa slowed her frantic pace to a crawl, holding him on the brink against her tongue. Cum erupted into the demon’s waiting mouth, but not enough to bring relief, only enough to remind him who held the power.

Fvelt thrashed against the desk, scattering a neat stack of papers across the stone floor. He gripped the edge of the desk in frustration.

For minutes, all she did was suck on the head of his cock, building up layer after layer of potent venom. It seeped into his skin, increasing his sensitivity and pleasure. His balls had swollen to keep up with the amount of cum being produced—Alyssa groaned hungrily, he was almost there.

The demon was ready to show her skill in earnest now, it was time to make him beg for the end. The thought of breaking him soaked her thighs. Her bee-stung lips took him to the hilt.

The captain doubled over from the sensation. The demon swallowed, pulling the length of his throbbing member into the depths of her esophagus—thousands of tiny muscles contracted around his girth, forming a tight hole that the succubus used to bring him closer to madness. When Fvelt thought the pleasure had reached its zenith, the demon’s throat drew him deeper, forming ever tighter rings until her tongue lapped hot saliva over his aching balls. The chamber filled with wet, lewd swallowing sounds and the smell of her moist sex.

He couldn’t hold out for much longer, his entire body was shuddering again. The motions of her throat didn’t stop—her muscles drew him deeper, harder and faster into the waiting void; her moans grew rapturous and urgent, her tongue wrapped around his balls, coating them in more venom.

Then when he felt the dam was about to finally break, Alyssa let him fall from her mouth with a teasing pop. White cum smeared against the soft pillows of her luscious mouth.

The sudden stop made Fvelt slam his back against the desk and scream in frustration. His hands shot up to wrap around his cock and finish the job, but she held his wrists to the table like a vice. He throbbed and hot cum ran down his balls, but it wasn’t enough—it was agony to be left like this.

“Do you want me to finish, captain?” she purred.

“Gods, yes, please let me cum, please.” He begged. He tried to move his hands again, but her grip was too strong. Fvelt’s hips moved of their own accord, but her lips were just out of reach.

The demon’s tongue licked his seed from her lips. She threw back her head and closed her eyes, luxuriating in the taste, letting the flavor soak on her tongue like a fine wine. Her eyes flashed with a deep, empty hunger.

“You’re going to give me everything, captain,” Alyssa growled throatily. Her hunger was upon her and the little morsels he’d been pumping down her throat only made her thirst for the main course grow. He was ready for feeding.

The head of his cock met her lips, but this time was different, she did not draw him down to the hilt, but instead rolled her lips halfway down his length, bathing him in copious amounts of spit. The demon wrapped her massive, pale breasts around the captain’s cock and began to rock on her knees, never letting the head leave the raging inferno of her mouth.

Fvelt groaned and squirmed—it was an entirely different pleasure compared to just a blowjob. Her lips bathed his crown in spit while the soft walls of her breasts squeezed him from the base, drawing him further and further into perilous pleasure.

Fvelt was helpless against her skill. He could only watch her work—waiting for the dam to finally burst. Waiting to give her his soul.

Alyssa moaned like a whore. She could sense his impending doom, his acceptance to feed her if it only meant relief, it made her desperately wet. She sped up, bouncing her enormous tits against his thighs,again and again, filling the room with the sound of clapping flesh. As the sea of her cleavage reached its apex, her mouth would take his length, never giving him a moment to rest without exquisite pleasure.

Fvelt screamed, he could take no more. The deepest waves of pleasure finally took hold and his body shuddered in utter torment.

The succubus released him from the cage of her tits. He was about to cum, about to feed her everything! She buried his length down her throat, moaning in anticipation.

The captain’s hips rose from the table, unbidden. His fingernails dug into the wood of the desk. Every little pleasure that coursed over his body converged to the head of his swollen cock, being massaged by the demon’s eager throat.

The succubus’ nails dug into the muscles of the captain’s butt deep enough to draw blood.

Fvelt groaned in pleasure so loud the walls echoed his climax—wave after wave of hot cum erupted from his cock.

The demon’s plush lips bobbed expertly at the root, coaxing more cum from his body. Her hot saliva poured down his balls. The pressure never receded, it was as if the monster had tapped an endless well. The fire in his loins grew. His need to feed her grew. He wanted to give her everything.

The demon swallowed loudly, moaning with each tight contraction of her throat. The river of hot seed poured down her esophagus. Her tongue curled around his weighty balls.

The captain fell back against the desk, his strength drained away, but Alyssa wasn’t finished—as his body went slack, her lips drove to his base, never letting him go. The succubus shuddered in rippling ecstasy, as her own orgasm flooded the floor with her cum.

Fvelt screamed again and unleashed another torrent, filling the belly of the beast with more of his essence. It was too much. His vision swam and darkened. His conscious mind faded, before all slipped to nothingness.

The taste of him was exquisite; his agony; his acceptance; his broken pride; his resistance to her pleasure. The flavors danced on the demon’s tongue and made her want more.

After a time, the succubus rose, wiping cum from her plush lips. She looked down at the captain’s naked bottom and ran a finger along his sensitive head.

“I won’t take your soul yet, captain,” she whispered in his ear. “I want you to live and struggle. I want you to rebuild your hope and when you face me again, all pride, duty and honor, I want to taste just how good your flavor will be,” she kissed the side of his cheek, almost sweetly, “when you truly succumb to the deepest pits of despair.””Until then, I think I’ll play with your men,” she grinned fiercely. The demon’s thighs were sopping wet, thinking about the ripe fruit that Fvelt would become.

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