The Succubae Seduction: Chapters 10-14 - Sex Stories

The Succubae Seduction: Chapters 10-14

... anything to stop me. I reach the table in short order, and groan. Vials of various colors are spread across the table. Some are bubbling, though I can see no source of heat, some glow, while others seem to absorb the light. I have no idea which two vials I’m supposed to grab. Oh, sure, I know I’m supposed to get the blue ones, but which ones are blue? There are days I really wish I weren’t colorblind! I know I need to go back and ask for help, but then I hear the fairy sobbing, and realize that I can use her without losing face. Walking back to the diminutive figure, I find her on her knees, head bowed and right hand still on the orb. Her short sword lies in her lap, and I can just make out the sound of her crying. “Tell ya what,” I say, startling her, “I need your help. Promise to help me, and I’ll figure out some other way to get you free.” “How?” She lifts her head to look at me, and I can see the marks her tears have left on her cheeks. “Only the demon can release me from this trap, or I have to lose my hand. This is my fighting hand, and I won’t give it up, but neither will I surrender my maidenhead to you. It’s hopeless.” It takes a great effort of will not to try and comfort the little lady. The sword in her lap helps me hold back. “We don’t have to completely have sex,” I tell her. “I just need to get off with your help. You can keep your maidenhood. I just need to borrow your eyes for a second.” “My . . . eyes?” she asks, horrified. “Not like that! I’m colorblind, ...

... and need to know which two vials over there are blue,” I explain, and see her visibly relax. “I still think you’re a pervert, and if you’re lying to me I’ll make you pay.” She brandishes her thin blade at me, emphasizing her point. The way she does it, however, shows me that she isn’t very experienced with her left hand. “But if it will get me out of here, then I’m willing to give it a try. How do you propose I help you?” I blink, realizing that this is going to be a problem. At about four inches tall, she can’t exactly give me a blowjob, and I don’t particularly care to get my cock that close to the orb anyway. I don’t think even my size changing prick will accommodate her tiny kisser. I don’t think we have time for me to fall asleep to enter her mind. I remember the first night Becky and I had been together, and how I had received energy from Lisa as she’d masturbated while watching us. Could it work the other way? Wow, I am a pervert! “You’re going to need to masturbate,” I tell her, feeling my cheeks go red at the request. One delicate eyebrow rises at my words, but she just mumbles the word, “Pervert,” before sitting back down and lifting the hem of her golden skirt with her left hand. She’s wearing nothing underneath, and I watch as she glares at me while her free hand goes to cover her crotch. I can just make out a tuft of golden hair above her tiny slit, before her hand covers it, and she begins to move her fingers from side-to-side. Her eyes never leave mine, even when ...