The Succubus - Sex Stories

The Succubus

... his wife.

Karissa smiled halfheartedly, her pussy still throbbing and her mind racing with sexy thoughts, which made her pussy throb harder.

"Bye," John said, leaving the kitchen.

"Bye, honey," Karissa replied.

Her mind was consumed with thoughts of her son as she stood and took the dirty dishes to the sink. It was like he was possessed. She was letting him do these things to her that she had never considered.

She'd always thought her son handsome and even sexy in some way. He had a specific something about him that attracted women to him. He had many girlfriends, and she knew he was sexually active.

Now he's working his charms on his mother, she thought.

An image of her son's hard cock flashed into her head, and her pussy spasmed. She rubbed her Mons against the edge of the sink as she rinsed the dishes.

Calm down, she told herself, he's your son.

Karissa considered how it would feel to fuck her son. The incestuous thought didn't stun her as it should have.

You want that big cock rammed into you until his balls slap against your ass, a voice whispered in her ear.

No! Thought Karissa again. I couldn't do it; it would be wrong.

She thought she heard a lustful chuckle. She shook her head, trying to clear it.

Now I'm hearing voices and talking to myself, she thought ruefully.

Karissa hurried upstairs, paused at Isidore's door, thought better of it, and hurried to her bedroom. She quickly showered and looked in her unpacked suitcase, ...

... deciding what to wear.

She chose a mid-thigh denim skirt with a matching halter top, no panties or bra.

The succubus poison was now thoroughly infecting her son's body. Isidore wasn't quite sure what was wrong with him. He seemed to think about sex constantly and had an erection all day.

He pulled on his jogging shorts, sneakers, and a t-shirt.

When he got downstairs, his mother stood beside his father as he set up his laptop for the Zoom call. John was not tech-savvy; it took all of his concentration to set up the program.

Isidore walked behind his mother, casually lifted her skirt, and rubbed her bare ass. Karissa didn't flinch, pressing back against his warm, moist hand.

"I can set that up for you, Dad," Isidore offered.

"That's okay! I can do it myself. You two get out of here."

"Okay! Come on, Momma! Let's get out of here."

When Karissa leaned down to kiss her husband, her son's index finger ran down between her ass cheeks, sending shivers up her spine.

"We'll be back by noon so I can fix lunch, dear."

John didn't acknowledge her kiss. Instead, he waved his hand impatiently as he struggled with the intricacies of internet video calls.

Chapter 05

Karissa and Isidore strolled silently up the main trail. Her arm was around his waist, and his around hers, his hand resting on her rump.

"Where are we going?"

"Various other paths intersect with this path. I'm looking for one in particular.

"Are we going to fuck then," Karissa asked ...