First night [R18]

The dark-haired woman wearing the black lolita dress took a step forward, gently placed her hand on the bat and stared passionately into my eyes as she lowered the weapon. The violet orbs of her eyes were somewhat hypnotizing as they reflected off the shiny metal of the baseball bat, illuminating her beautiful face in the darkness of the night. If I didn't know better, I'd have thought she was an angel.

"You won't be needing this," she purred seductively.

"My name is Libidine. I was sent by Lilith to serve you, Cole."

Before my mind could attempt to process the situation, she playfully pushed me back onto the bed. As the springs groaned from the impact, the woman sauntered over to where I lay on my back and climbed on top of me.

"Don't worry, Cole," she said as she climbed on top of me. "Everything will be just as you wished. I guarantee it."

Then the succubus lowered her lips onto mine and kissed me passionately. I put a hand to gently push her away, trying to make sense of the situation.

"No, don't be embarrassed," she said, reaching up to gently touch his lips. "I can sense that you grow only more aroused. I would be happy to relieve you."

"You sure about that?"

"I want this, Cole. The more you want me, the more I want you." There was a plea in her voice, yet her composure never wavered. "So what are you waiting for, Cole?"

''Fine, do whatever you want.'' I agreed.

With a bright smile, she slipped up against me to kiss my cheek. I had dated before. I had kissed girls, but had gotten little further than that. Intimacy of this degree was alien to me.

I was overwhelmed. For all her aggressiveness, Libidine seemed to understand perfectly. We stood close to one another for a long, lingering moment as Libidine slipped her hand in mine. Libidine whispered, "This is a thing of joy, Cole,"

My eyes immediately went up the skirt of her black lolita dress. She seemed to like that. If anything, she deliberately walked to give me a better view of her breasts.

Libidine tugged me into my bed, closed the door, and then pushed me up against it as she slid her body along mine. She pulled me into a deep, longing kiss. This time, I just shrugged and went along with it.

If she wants to have sex, then let's have sex.

Who cares if she's not human.

While our kiss deepened, Libidine deftly loosened my pants. She cast aside my belt and unbuttoned my jeans. Her hands slipped under my shirt, pushing it up and over my head. "You can do no wrong here," she murmured to me.

"Do not worry about being clumsy or rushed or nervous. Follow your desires," she encouraged before her lips came to mine again.

What's up with this chick? She's like a doting older sis.

My hands slid all over her back, her shoulders, and her arms. Surrendering to an urge, I grabbed the strings tying up her dress behind her neck and slipped the knot-free.

Libidine lured my tongue into her mouth and cooed with delight as my kiss grew aggressive. Then her mouth slipped away. As her dress fell from her shoulders, she slowly sank down to her knees.

I watched Libidine push down my pants and the black boxer briefs that restrained my erect flesh. Libidine smiled with approval, her hands sliding up and down its length.

"Let me take care of it," she said softly, so close to my skin that I felt the breath of her words against my shaft. "Just enjoy. I want this even more than you."

Her next kiss slowly drew my shaft into her mouth. I wanted to gently buck forward with my hips but didn't want to do anything that might displease her, and so I made myself remain still and accept the favors of Libidine's mouth. Waves of ecstasy flooded through my body from head to toe.

Eventually, I felt my muscles spasm from my groin all the way to his wrists. I grabbed Libidine's hair to steady himself as I lost all control of my body. Libidine's closed her eyes, welcoming my release and enjoying my satisfaction as if it were her own.

Nothing escaped her lips.

I gasped breathlessly as Libidine finally pulled away, but even then, she kept me hard and at her mercy with expert hands.

"Master," she purred. "You like?"

"Yeah," I huffed. "Master rates it a 100..." I looked down at her, marveling at how pleased she appeared.

"Anytime, master," she giggled at my comment.

"You don't have to call me that."

"So you say... but you like it, master." There was a mischievous flash in her eyes. She rose to press herself against me again, whispering into my ear, "I know all your lusts now. We share them. And now I know everything I need to do to please you."

I looked annoyed as she stroked my shaft, which already burned with need again.

"No regrets," she whispered into my ear with a naughty grin. "I like it. I like you, and I like what I have found. You're a very lusty, naughty boy, Cole. You want me so much."

"I guess so," I nodded nonchalantly.

"So much desire you will not allow yourself to voice. You've wanted someone like me all your life, haven't you? Your own personal porn star. You'd have a dozen like me if you could."

"I don't," I shook his head. "It's not like that."

"Ssshhh, remember what I am," Libidine consoled him. "I'm a smocking hot succubus."

She kissed my neck and nibbled on my ear. Libidine looked at me with undisguised excitement before she alluringly slipped her dress the rest of the way off her hips. Then I ran my fingers through her hair, gently but hungrily pulling her into another long, deep kiss.

Libidine's heart pounded. She was delicious. It seems I carried much stronger desires than I expected.

I had her panting as the head of his cock brushed against her moistened sex.

She wrapped her legs and arms around him. "I'm yours, Cole," she pleaded between gasps and little moans. "I want this." Her breath shook with every inch of my slow invasion.

For several long moments, I slipped in and out of her in a state of bliss. Just entering her felt better than any final climax I had ever achieved alone. I eventually regained enough of my senses to wonder if I should lean back, use my hands, do something other than just pushing in and out...but then she wrapped her legs and arms around me and pulled me deep inside her.

"Fuck me, master," she goaded me, knowing it would inflame my lust despite my moral discomfort. "I'm all yours. Fuck me like you own me."

I sighed and gave in. I plunged into her again and again, holding onto her tightly and pounding as hard and as slow as I wanted. She had me on the cusp of orgasm from the very first penetration and yet my pleasure climbed ever higher without release.

Libidine's head swam in ecstasy. Nothing had ever been this good. My desires were only built, and hers along with them. The longer we carried on, the less I wanted it to end.

I firmly grabbed her hips and trusted hard into her, in a rhythmic motion.

Her eyes snapped open. This feeling was far too alien for her, no matter how good it was.

"Cole," she grunted.

I kept thrusting into her. I had driven her wild, and I knew instinctively that she would soon be just as out of control.

"Cole...oh...master...you must... oh...hhhh…"

"What?"

She couldn't help but clutch at me with undeniable need. "No! Don't stop! More! Harder!"

I abandoned all self-control. Instinctively, I grabbed a fistful of hair and wrenched her head up to kiss her as I buried himself within her. She surrendered to it, sharing my release with greater pleasure than in all her many centuries.

We clung to one another, riding out mutual climax.

Eventually, my embrace became tender while we both gasped for air. I felt something instinctively territorial in the way I held her.

Libidine seemed to find it irresistible. She started kissing my neck.

"Cole," she whispered hoarsely. She couldn't even think of trying to break free from me now. She no longer wanted to.

I wondered why I could feel her emotions, must be because I'm the one who summoned her.

"Libidine?" I asked.

"Thank you, Cole. Thank you..."

Watching her disheveled face with drool dripping from her mouth, I immediately felt my erection come back. It's gonna be a long night, isn't it?

I had no idea how long I had been plundering her, but it wasn't nearly long enough. The feeling was entirely mutual; Libidine encouraged me in every way she could.

Her face was a mess, in a good way, like those ahegao faces.

We paused only to bask in the afterglow of every finish, kiss one another deeply and longingly, and inevitably fall into irresistible rutting again.

The sun had risen back up by the time I finally came up for air. "We must have been going at it for hours," I breathed.

"And yet you could go on," Libidine pointed out triumphantly. She brushed her fingers through my hair, now rather matted, looking up at him with unmistakable affection.

"I could," Cole agreed. He breathed heavily, but not unpleasantly so. "Is that you? That's not...that's not normal, right?"

"You seemed to be special Cole," She cooed while hugging me.

Jeez, I get that succubuses are supposed to be sexy, I didn't know they were cute too.