**All Sucked Out at Pink Pumpkins**
by Blue P
Nick was nearly an hour late for work again today. It’s the second time this month. Henry his boss was not pleased.
“Come on Nick. You’re killing me man! “, Henry cried out as Nick rushed through the front door of Pink Pumpkins Café and Coffee Shop. “That’s strike two my friend.”, Henry added, holding up two fingers forming the peace sign. Although Henry’s facial expression signified that he was ready for war.
All Nick could do was apologize. He had left the volume on his phone turned off. The alarm sounded in silence as he slept like a puppy. He knew it was better not to offer an excuse. Henry might just call strike three then and there.
“I’m really sorry Henry. It won’t happen again.” Nick uttered in a pathetically weak and humble voice. He felt small in that moment. After 47 years on earth, the best he could muster is a job in a coffee shop working for a 31-year-old kid.
Henry could only look at Nick and laugh shaking his head. Henry was a soft-hearted guy, but he had a fiery side as well. Although rarely did he ever let it show. Nick had seen Henry in action two or three times since he began working for him three months earlier. All together there were only four workers, including Henry, to operate the café from 10 am to 10 pm.
The lunch crowd would soon be showing up. Although Pink Pumpkins is hardly more than a glorified sandwich shop, Henry’s hard work made it much more than the sum of its parts. Located in the hippest part of Brooklyn, Willamsburg, the locals, mainly beatniks and bohemians, loved the place.
Today is Beth’s 40th birthday and her, 24-year-old friend and neighbor, Lilith, has insisted on treating her to lunch at Pink Pumpkins. Beth has been a hippie practically all her life. Henry’s place was created with her type in mind. Although Beth has never been to the café before, she’s eager to see the spot her friend has raved about for so long.
Beth’s young attractive friend, Lilith, is a trust fund baby. She’s originally from Chicago. Her dad used to be a big shot executive at Zenith the electronics giant from way back in the day. He made some great financial moves. Thanks to her dad’s sagacity, even at her youthful age Lilith’s only job is to enjoy life. Part of that enjoyment includes fucking Henry and anyone else she pleases.
It was raining heavily when the two ladies arrived at Pink Pumpkins. Henry greeted them both like VIP guest. He had been expecting them.
“Nick seat these two lovely ladies and take good care of them.” Henry assertively tasks his least experienced employee.
“I’ll take good care of them Henry.” The two men made eye contact. As Henry zoomed off to tend to other matters. The balding middle-aged man felt as though Henry was showing off his authority by bossing him around. He resented it but was sure not to let it show in his facial expression.
Nick recognized Lilith. He assumed that she was Henry’s girlfriend or something. She had been rude to him the last time she was in. Nick felt that she tried to get him fired, because she complained directly to Henry about him. The only thing that saved his job was the fact that he was practically brand new. Today, he knew he wouldn’t get off the hook if things went badly.
The problem though was that Nick felt that Lilith deserved to be punished for what she had done, and he always came prepared to deal with such asshole customers. Nick regularly kept a small 2-ounce lotion jar in his apron, but he filled it with his own semen mixed with water. If a customer had the audacity to return after leaving a shitty tip, or some other slight, he would be sure to sweeten their next meal or drink with it.
Beth was enjoying the vibe of the dimly lit quaint cafe. There were colorful works of art hanging on the wall. Henry had hung autographed pictures of himself with some of the celebrities who had patronized Pink Pumpkins. Quite a few of whom were treated to Nick’s special sauce and were none the wiser.
When Nick emerged from the kitchen with their food Bonnie Raitt’s “I Can’t make You Love Me” was playing through the speakers. Lilith knew the lyrics and was singing along. Beth began to get emotional. The song brought back too many memories.
“Sorry to interrupt you ladies. Your bison burgers are here!” Nick loudly announced with a jovial grin. He then placed his serving tray beside their table and was meticulous with his placement of their plates. He was extra careful not to confuse their drinks. Beth had a ginger ale with crushed ice. Lilith requested a strawberry milk shake.
Once everything was situated Nick folded up his tray and stepped off. “Enjoy! Please let me know if you need anything.” Nick said as he walked away.
“The service is pretty good.” Beth said as she took a sip of her ginger ale.
Lilith smiled and was glad to see that her friend was appreciating Pink Pumpkins.
“Yeah! The service seems to be getting better. Henry runs a tight ship.” Lilith said as she observed Henry standing near the door greeting his patrons. She really liked Henry. It’s too bad his dick isn’t bigger she thought to herself.
Lilith had taken a couple of bites of her burger, but she hadn’t taken a sip of any of her strawberry shake yet.
“Do you mind if I take a sip of your shake Lilith?” asked Beth.
“No, I haven’t touched it. Help yourself birthday girl.” Said Lilith.
Beth removed her straw from her nearly full glass of ginger ale to sample Lilith’s shake.
“Uhmmm! That’s really good. I love it.”, said Beth.
Nick was amused watching the two ladies sharing his semen from a distance. He wanted to laugh out loud, but he was able to contain himself.
“Here, let me try it.” Lilith said with excitement in her voice.
“I love a good milkshake as much as the next girl.” Lilith declared drawing on her straw, swirling the creamy strawberry flavored shake around in her mouth. She instantly stopped smiling.
Lilith knew immediately that she was consuming a man’s semen because Lilith, like her parents, isn’t actually a human being. She is a succubus. Meaning she is a supernatural entity, or a demon to be more precise. A demon and a connoisseur of semen, which she must consume to survive and thrive on earth. She can detect its presence the way mortals can taste sugar or salt.
Lilith lifted the glass and drank the whole shake in less than 5 seconds. “Excuse me Beth! I’ll be right back.”, Lilith said as she stood up from the table and burped. Beth was bewildered by the way Lilith just chugged down her entire milk shake. She didn’t know what to think of what just happened.
Pink Pumpkins is a small place. It can seat 30 customers. Another 10 can be accommodated for al fresco dining during the warmer months when some patrons prefer to be seated outdoors. The point being that Nick could not escape. When he realized that Lilith had locked on to him. All he could do was retreat into the restrooms at the rear of the café. And so, he did. However, Lilith walked into the men’s bathroom right behind him and locked the door. Nick was trapped.
“You naughty Boy! You disgusting, nasty motherfucker!”. Lilith was sounding homicidal as she scowled at him face to face in the single toilet restroom. At 5’ 10 without heels she would have equaled his height. Today, in a pair of stilettos, she seemed to tower over the poor excuse of a man.
“So, you like watching people swallow your children. Is that it Nick? Should I tell Henry about this?” she asked.
The enraged succubus shoved Nick up against the wall and pulled down his zipper, reached into his boxers and withdrew his soft cock.
She then put the whole dick in her mouth and slobbered it until it had grown to be fully erect.
“Do you love that shit?”, asked the succubus.
“Yes, I love it!”, said Nick truthfully, but under duress.
Lilith had never sucked on such a pasty funky dick in her life. She couldn’t reconcile the fact that Nicks nut could taste so pure and healthy, yet he was such a filthy pig down there. It made her want to puke, but she desired a fresh load of his sweet cum too much to stop now.
She was making so much noise slobbering all over Nick’s cock. Beads of saliva were dripping all over her blouse. Red lipstick was smeared all over Nick’s throbbing cock. So, it continued right up to the moment when his load gushed into her warm mouth. Nick was sweating and in ecstasy at that moment.
He expected the succubus to release him, but she wasn’t yet satiated. She continued to suck on Nick’s 10-inch sausage until he busted two more nuts. One went down her throat. The third she held in her mouth even as she straightened herself up and walked out of the toilet leaving Nick alone with his pants down around his ankles.
The exhausted waiter looked up into the mirror above the sink. He did not recognize the old man looking back at him. Lifting his right hand to his face the reflection proved to be his own.
Nick didn’t realize it but the beautiful young succubus, Lilith, had taken 20 years’ worth of life from him with each nut he gave her. Thus is the power of a succubus.
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