Author: PositiveHooray

[MF](Succubus) Dear Lilith, Or How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Succubus [part 2]

I messed up and edited a link to this on Part 1 and it got removed by automod, so I put Part 1 it in the comments if you missed it and want to catch up.

(Kink note to readers: there’s one paragraph of some blood play in the last section)

Fumbling with my keys, I quickly undid my locks. With a slam, the door shut behind me as I rushed into my apartment. My hands went to my throat to undo my tie.

*No time for that! Get to the belt,* her voice, full of need echoed in my ears. I obeyed. My hands fumbled with the buckle, and in one swift motion pulled the leather through the belt loops and tossed it aside. Her presence pressed around my entire body. I felt constricted. She forced my cock stiff and long. The button slipped out of its hole and my zipper lowered under my, fingers moving as fast as they could. Her need drove me forward. I grabbed my cock. Pleasure erupted from my groin as I squeezed and stroked. Read more »

[MF(Succubus)] Dear Lilith, Or How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Succubus [mast] [oral] [Fdom] [fantasy?] [part1?]

I repurposed a prompt I made for r/dirtypenpals for this story. I’m really interested in feedback from everyone here and am definitely up for writing more parts if there is interest. I really appreciate you reading my story!
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I had no idea what the consequences of my actions would be at the time. I don’t even really know why I did the ritual. Probably an unhealthy combination of boredom and curiosity. How could I have been so reckless, so brazen? I guess I had no respect for the spirit world.

I don’t really remember how I stumbled upon the ritual. I do remember it was on some random blog, with shitty design (think late 90’s Geocities) and typos galore. The author had abandoned updating it more than six years ago. After straining through a few paragraphs of red text on black background, the mysterious author outlined a pretty simple way to summon something called a succubus. He wasn’t clear exactly what a succubus was, some kind of spirit that didn’t fit the good vs evil dichotomy, but apparently he got a great deal of pleasure out of his experiences. Read more »