The Succubae Seduction: Chapters 10-14 - Sex Stories

The Succubae Seduction: Chapters 10-14

... but plugs her nose and downs it. Lisa drinks hers at the same time, but she smiles dreamily as she does so. The smile soon vanishes, as both women begin to grasp at their throats, making choking noises. “He poisoned them!” I exclaim, worried that this is the mistake I might make. “No,” Angela shouts, “the potion lets them breathe underwater, but it takes away their ability to breathe normal air.” “You just think to say this now?” I grumble, knowing that the succubus hadn’t meant any harm. Angela looks abashed as she tries to open the passenger door from the back seat, but with AnnaBelle turning blue against it, she can’t reach the handle. Leaning across the older woman, I hit the lever, and she begins to fall back. I only have a second to gasp at the amount of water around us, before AnnaBelle’s hands grip my shirt, pulling me after her. We land with a splash, and already I can feel water filling my lungs. I can’t breathe! Marchosias had been wrong. I needed the potion too. Gasping, I flail about, trying to get back to the surface, but I never learned how to properly swim. It’s been decades since the last time I was actually in water above my knees, not counting when I was a dragon. My actions are counter-productive, as I lift my legs in an attempt to kick, while my arms waive uselessly. My lungs burn, crying out for air, and even though I can see the rain splattering down on the surface above me, I know I won’t reach it before I black out. Firm hands grip me, and for a ...

... second I think it’s the water finally claiming me after all these years, until I see Lisa’s worried eyes in front of me. Why is she worried? The thought flits through my panicked brain. She’s in the water now, and can breathe. Somehow these thoughts are like a reset switch, and my mind calms down as I open my mouth, and fill my lungs. Air doesn’t flow in, but the water feels just as good as I take another watery breath. The sensation of something thicker than air filling my lungs is a whole new experience, and I focus on that thought, rather than the water surrounding me, to keep calm and sane. Lisa has a hold of my shoulders, and she’s looking deep into my eyes. “Angela needs you,” she says, and despite the water, I seem to be able to hear her just fine. I also notice bubbles popping out of gills on her neck. Knowing what I’m feeling, I wonder what that must feel like to her. I truly hope it didn’t hurt truly her. With her and AnnaBelle’s help, I make it up to the surface, and spit out the water in my lungs, before I can talk to the succubus. “What’s wrong?” I ask, seeing Angela is sitting in the passenger’s seat, her pretty feet dipping into the water. “Were you just going to leave me behind?” She asks, arching one dark eyebrow. “I can’t swim,” I remind her. “Come on, let’s go.” “I can’t yet,” she tells me, and I realize what the holdup is. With the help of the other two women, I make it over to the car, and pull myself up to her level. Bringing my lips to hers, I kiss her ...