(My first attempt at writing any sort of smut. I would really appreciate feedback from you more experienced smut writers ?)
Theron’s heart was beating like a drum. His black shoes shined in the candlelit hall like polished obsidian while his white jacket and trousers illuminated the hall. She was walking in front of him, hips swaying, hands on her waist. His green eyes were glued on her shapely behind as she walked and Althea knew it. Her long slim tail curled itself around his leg, prompting Theron to turn pink and breathe harder. The woman threw a look over her shoulder and smiled. Her raven locks framed her red supple lips, curled horns, and dark eyes. There was a mischievous glint in her gaze, and she bit her lip. This just promoted the young man to breathe harder and for the woman to hum a low tune.
“Careful, don’t get too excited now,” she said with a smirk as her tail gave his crotch a sudden hard flick.
Theron just grunted in response before assuming his admiration of the creature before him. She was sin embodied in the fairest of forms. A black skintight dress hugged her ample cleavage and behind, leaving little to the poor man’s imagination. Her long heels clacked against the floor as she walked and they only helped reveal her creamy white calves and hints of her thighs. She led him along with a purpose, the candles in the corridor spreading a subtle hint of lavender and cedarwood. It might have been a strange scent if it wasn’t for the fact it was Athea’s own scent. When she had walked out of the summoning ring that day that was the smell that had spread through the room, cedarwood and lavender. Theron’s member pressed against the hem of his trousers, throbbing with need for the supple flesh before him. He had dreamt of touching her for five years. When he had pleasured himself, it had been with Althea’s visage in his mind. When he awoke from a wet dream it had been Althea’s making. As she had trained him in magic she had slowly been building his desire. In the last couple of weeks, he had been unable to get off on his own. Her intoxicating smell had been too much. His hand wasn’t enough stimulation anymore. However, now he had his chance at laying with her. Althea was a woman who didn’t just arouse him, but she had taken him under her wing when no one else had. The academy had thrown him out for not learning quickly enough, the elven druids had seen too much darkness in his heart, and the witches of Glemor had tried to sacrifice him to Reilor. In the end, he’d been miserable enough to break every wizard code of ethics and summon a demoness, begging her to teach him magic.
Althea had accepted his bargain, in exchange for a mortal form and being allowed to experience mortal pleasures for twenty years. Like all demons she had tried to just possess him at first, which had been easy considering his shoddily drawn magic circle. But she’d been so put off by his misery she’d taken pity on him. A demon taking pity and feeling empathy for a mortal was rare, even more so when it came from a succubus. She had bound him to her, bound him to eldritch energies. Althea turned Theron into a warlock, like from the old stories. A servant of demons and an evil wizard. At first, he had been put off by the feeling of eldritch energies. But once Althea told him to harness a chosen sin the energies became a lot more pleasant. A warlock chose a sin to represent, and Theron had chosen lust, much to Althea’s amusement. So their relationship as apprentice and mistress began.
The succubus had chosen an abandoned fort in the Varsted woods for them to conduct their experiments. The location had been far enough away from settlements that no villagers came bearing pitchforks, but close enough so they could purchase food and necessities. Althea would teach Theron how to transmute metals one day and how to resist charm spells the next. She would defend him from so-called valiant knights hired to slay the warlock residing in the old fort and she would comfort him when he injured himself from an experiment or when his mind turned against him. She was constantly by his side, even sleeping in the same chambers. She was always so close, almost close enough to touch, but always staying out of reach. She made it clear their agreement had never involved her pleasing his aching needs. So Theron was forced to pleasure himself those few hours Althea was away, the orgasm tearing through his body but never leaving him truly satisfied. She could always tell when he had done it as well. She could smell the shame, excitement, and need that oozed through the room. She would always just give him a teasing smirk before giving him more books to read. It was her role as his teacher and tormentor to keep him on his toes. She fueled his lust which in turn fueled his magic. Theron grew from a novice to a warlock of some skill in the half a decade she taught him magic.
And now his final test was before him.
The path Althea had led him down had more and more pink petals covering the stone ground. Althea’s humming also got louder, her voice and tune shaking his entire body and the corridor around them. Her movements also become more sensual, slower. Her hips were definitely enticing him now as she stuck out her behind for him to admire. Her scent grew even stronger, making him throb in his trousers. When they finally arrived in front of a black door, Althea opened it with a smirk, displaying the room within. It was a bedroom overflowing with candles and in its middle was a bed in a magic circle. Pink petals were spread out across the red sheats and Althea grinned as she pulled her student into the room. Theron gasped at how the room practically stank of lavender and cedarwood. Her scent infiltrated every pore, every thought. It was then delicate fingers ran down his chest and a massive bosom filled his vision. Althea’s tongue flicked over his ear, making him shudder. Then she began to whisper, blowing hot air against his neck every few seconds.
“This is your final test… Bind me to you, make me yours. You better do it before I milk you dry because I am hungry~” the succubus whispered before she suddenly sank her fangs into his neck.
Theron gasped as her venom poured into his blood. Where before he had felt excited and craving her touch, his skin began to practically yearn for it. He moaned and grasped her wrists, pushing her away. Yet she remained locked on his neck, pumping more and more venom into his blood. At this point, his hands wandered down to her shapely bum and squeezed it. The succubus moaned in response and let go of his neck. She licked the blood around her lips and smirked. Althea started pushing him back towards the bed until his knees hit the edge. Theron fell back onto the petal covered sheats with the succubus straddling his waist. She blew on his neck and kissed it, making him groan. Each touch from her fingers made the fire in his belly grow larger and his cock harder. Althea ripped off his jacket and threw it aside before getting up from him. She eyed the bulge in his trousers and licked her lips. The succubus began peeling off his trousers, eyeing the tent that had formed in his undergarments.
“Slow down…” Theron panted and leaned back onto the bed, breathing harder and harder.
“No,” Altha grinned and yanked off his undergarments as well.
As his manhood was finally exposed Althea cooed and grasped it with her delicate fingers. Its six inches throbbed and her digits just barely reached around its girth. She eyed her student’s flushed face and panting and grinned. She started stroking before smearing a drop of precum over the head with her thumb. “Will you sully my poor fingers with your dirty seed?”
The succubus looked towards a nightstand in the corner and held out her left hand towards it. “Voco.”
The drawer opened and a bottle of oil floated through the air to Althea’s hand. She jerked Theron’s member faster and faster. She watched as his chest rose and his back arched. She watched his toes curl and a long groan leave his lips. That is when she let go of his aching need. Theron whined in pain as he was pulled away from the edge and he looked at her with an expression of betrayal. That was quickly replaced with awe as the black dress hit the ground. Althea poured the bottle of oil over her now exposed chest and grinned as she rubbed it into her skin. Her pale flesh glistened in the light of the candles and soon there was not an inch of her that wasn’t slick. She placed her hand on Theron’s chest and pushed him down onto his back, straddling him once more. They were now both naked, his aching cock pressing against her hot core.
“Try not to cum from the massage~” she purred and bent down.
“The what?…” he mumbled before leaning his head back with a moan.
Althea slid her breasts up and down his chest and abdomen, all the while rubbing his sensitive prick against her pussy. Soon Theron’s front had been properly oiled and so she flipped him onto his stomach. She slid her breasts up and down his back, all the while pushing him against the bed. She practically made him hump it. Theron went with the movements, gasping for air as every touch was like a minor orgasm. Her venom had worked its way throughout his body and it was having its effects on him. Finally, the succubus flipped him around one more time and had him sit up on the edge of the bed. She went down on her knees and surrounded his throbbing cock with her massive breasts. Theron gritted his teeth and pulled on the sheats.
“I won’t be gentle from now on. You better start binding me, because milking you won’t take long~”
Then she began to move her breasts up and down his length. Theron gasped and groaned, his toes curling and cursing at her sinful body. Everything was just too good. How was he meant to focus on binding her when all he could feel and see was her tit-flesh? Whenever his head poked out from her cleavage she would lick it, giving him a mischievous smile. She moved her tits faster and faster and began sucking on his tip, prompting him to pant and kick the floor. The fire was rising and he could feel the hot juices pushing through his cock. He couldn’t cum! He must not cum! Yet all the same a long deep groan that rattled his bones left his throat, and his warm semen flooded through. Theron gasped and thrust between her cleavage as he sprayed her with his seed. It flew high into the air before landing on her face and breasts, making the succubus moan. Theron didn’t know for how long he was coming, but when he was done he fell back and panted heavily. It felt like he had ran a mile, and his muscles ached. He looked up at the sight of Althea licking her breasts clean and his still hard member nestled between her breasts. How was he still hard?
Althea noticed his staring and grinned mischievously. “I’ve waited for so long to drain all this delicious semen from you~”
She released his throbbing member from her breasts and stood up. Soon she was straddling him again, only this time she grasped his member with her hand and lined him up with her nether lips. “No mortal man can escape a succubus pussy. You need to work faster on binding me~”
Then she sat down on him.
A cry of pleasure didn’t describe the sound Theron made as his cock slid into her pussy. The warmth and pressure on his member were almost suffocating. He gasped for air as she began to move, sighing in content.
“Slow down, please! I can’t think!” Theron cried and placed his hands on her hips, pressing her down on his manhood.
Althea leaned in close and continued bouncing on his lap. “Good~”
Theron moaned as the succubus leaned back and began fondling her breasts, riding him faster and faster. Never had he thought he would lose his virginity to her, nor had he thought he would perish by doing so. The fire rose once more in his belly and he did not even fight it this time. With a groan, he filled her womb with her desired seed. Yet she didn’t stop the ride just because he came. She just sped up, her eyes glowing. Every time her plush behind slammed down onto him he filled her womb with seed. Theron could only moan and pull on the sheets, not wanting this pleasure to stop. He could have sworn his skin was starting to hug his bones more tightly, and he felt more and more tired each time she slammed down on him. For a second, his gaze caught the magic circle around the bed and his eyes widened.
He needed to bind her, now. If he didn’t she would-
“Here comes the big one!” Althea yelled and rode him even faster.
Theron didn’t have time to ask what she was asking about when he suddenly realized he had stopped coming. But a new sort of fire was building in his stomach, one that made his skin crawl and made him try to push her off. His flight or fight response was kicking in as she rode him, sweet moans and sighs of pleasure escaping her lips.
A warlock was meant to overcome their sin, and yet here he was falling for it.
Theron began to mumble quickly and desperately, words of magic flying past his lips. “alliges duplicia… femina… amo…”
“Almost there!” Althea panted and her inner walls began milking him for real.
“Wait! Wait!” he cried and tried to stop her bouncing, yet he only ended up thrusting even more into her.
“Cum prey! Give me your soul!” she cried and sat down on him one final time.
Althea’s inner walls clamped down on him like a vice as she came, her juices gushing around his cock. The fire in his belly reached its crescendo as a final word left his lips and he was thrown over the edge. One could see how he seemed to grow frailer and weaker for each shot of cum the succubus greedily consumed. She slurped down his soul like through a straw, all the while shuddering at the sensation. Althea looked down at her student, a frail man who was more skin and bones than anything else. She sighed and ran a finger down his chest, a raspy breath rising from his throat.
“I didn’t think you’d fail…” she mumbled.
“I… Didn’t…” Theron gasped.
The succubus tilted her head before looking down at her abdomen. Her eyes widened and a smile split her face. In the corner of her vision, she could almost see tears. On her stomach was a mark, swirling black lines that formed the shape of a uterus. The mark of ownership from a warlock. She cried out in excitement and pressed her lips against his, blue smoke flowing from her mouth into his. Slowly Theron’s muscles and fat returned, making him appear as a man once more. Althea sat laid down next to him, kissing his cheek with a smile.
“I am so proud of you, Theron,” she mumbled and burrowed her head into his shoulder.
Theron cupped her cheek and kissed her deeply. “I love you.”
The succubus looked shocked for a moment before smiling and kissing him back.
“I love you too.”
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/inhy3f/a_candlelit_evening_succubus_tit_fuck_riding_soul