The Succubus - Sex Stories

The Succubus

... upwards towards her exposed pussy lips.

"What did you read in the guide," John asked, slightly irritated.

"I read that it was the, the best around here, that's ALL."

Karissa's voice shot up in pitch as an erotic feeling surged through her body. Her hands trembled, causing her to spill a coffee from the cup.

"Really," John said, returning to his reading.

Isidore's hand was at the top of his mother's thigh. He used two fingers to open her pussy lips so his index finger could enter her.

Karissa bit down hard on her lower lip, stopping herself from moaning aloud. Isidore was playing with her pussy lips, teasing and manipulating them, making her shiver with incestuous delight.

He was teasing her, running his finger just inside her pussy lips. When she tried to slide forward and bury it in her, Isidore withdrew his finger.

Karissa carefully watched her husband and slid her hand over into her son's lap. She gripped his cock, stroking it through his pajamas under the kitchen table. Two could play this game!

Across from them, her husband sat reading, unaware his family was engaged in covert sex play.

Isidore knew his mother was responding to his touch. He could hear her breathing get louder and quicker. He eased his hand under the table, parted the slit on his pajamas, took his mother's hand, and placed it on his cock.

Karissa stroked her son's tool as she slid her ass back and forth on the chair, fucking her son's fingers. Her juices flowed from ...

... her cunt, pooling on the leatherette of the chair. The chair creaked from her movements.

Karissa ran her thumb over his piss slit, smearing his precum. She looked at her husband, who was engrossed in reading his tablet. She pulled her precum-coated fingers from under the table and took them in her mouth, sucking off her son's precum.

Her eyes were at half mast, and her lips were partially open as she reacted to her son finger fucking her. Her mouth made a moue as she fought the near-overwhelming urge to drop to her knees and suck his cock.

She wanted him to stop but couldn't bring herself to make him. There was a wickedness to being finger fucked by her son while her husband sat across from them, oblivious.

Unbeknownst to either of them, they were under the succubus's spell. She promised Isidore she would help him fuck his mother in return for impregnating her, and she was keeping her promise.

You're your son's bitch now, and you will give him many babies, said the voice in her head.

Karissa placed her coffee cup on the table and laid her hands flat on the tabletop as her cunt juices flowed.

Isidore spread Karissa's labia with his thumb and index finger. He inserted his forefinger into his mother's slick tight pussy, slowly rubbing it around the edge as he did.

Karissa's hands pressed down on the table, and she threw her head back. Her eyelids fluttered as her son fingered her pussy. She moved her ass forward with a quick thrust taking her son's finger ...