Horns Up - 8 - Sex Stories

Horns Up - 8

... winks whenever nobody else was watching. Before long - after a few arguments, mostly started by Callyette - the rest of your charges get ready for college and bid their farewells, with Yyvnn lightly patting your head on her way out.

The newly repaired front door slams shut, and you're left alone with your very first lodger. She gazes at you from across the freshly-cleared table.

"Well," she breathes huskily, sipping her coffee, "we made it, honey."

You swallow hard.

That you did.

"How are you feeling?"

Antsy.

"Mmhm. Honey, could I level with you for a moment?"

Raising an eyebrow, you give her a nod. Natasha grins like the she-demon she is and produces a small bottle of red pills from her blouse, setting them on the table.

"Know what these are?" she asks.

You remember reading about them as part of your EHI training. Special pheromone suppressants that demons are required to take while on Hell in order to stop the natural chemicals in their sweat from interfering with-

Oh, you sneaky bitch!

The Succubus bursts out into a fit of laughter.

"Can you blame me, honey?! Seeing your little desperate face every time we passed each other by was just such a treat!"

So not only were you dealing with her constant teasing, but her stimulating pheromones had been playing havoc with you the entire time. Great.

"Still..."

She bites her lip and stands up, leaning over the end of the table in order to give you a good look down her top.

"... ...

... this little 'test' of mine was a joke, honey. I was thinking you'd fail; I would have fucked you no matter the outcome."

You furrow your brow. Why is it that you always wind up at the receiving end of the Succubus' tricks?

So this entire week was a waste of time.

"Oh no, quite the opposite. Seeing you stick it out has honestly gotten me a little hot and bothered, honey~!" Natasha giggles.

Taking a deep breath, she looks you dead in the eyes.

"So. Do you, my dear Sweet Honey Pie-"

That's not your name.

"- care to take me, Natasha Elo Kerdal, as roughly or as gently as you please? To ravage and to caress, on top or on bottom, until the afterglow takes us both?"

You shut your eyes for a moment. Finally, after all this time, you've proven yourself to the Succubus.

You open your eyes, and you tell her yes.

"Wonderful~!"

She pounces on you.

Literally.

As agile and as graceful as a cat, Natasha grips the edge of the table tightly and propels herself over it, wrapping her arms around your neck as she collides with you, bowling the pair of you to the floor. Shocked by the sudden impact, your mouth slips open, granting the Lust demon an opportunity to attack.

Her soft, luscious curves press against you as she kisses you, softly at first. Starting gently, the Succubus gradually intensifies her ministrations, interweaving her tongue with yours before long. You're like putty in her hands; there's something about her that just causes you to melt. The ...