Codex: Succubus in Love

By: Perdita (But really written by SomeKindofWizard)

The birds are beginning to chirp with the sun’s peeking from the cover of clouds, and somewhere in her room, a blanket-draped figure comes to life. “Bleh...”

Mostly alive, at the very least. Somewhere beneath the sheets, a long, dark-skinned leg sticks out, toes wiggling... as does a pitch-black, spaded tail. In her prime, the succubus Shaia looks like a six-foot woman of darkest ebony, with broad hips, and a muscular, well-toned abdomen. At her torso rests two shapely, perfect D-cup breasts, with midnight-tinted nipples. Pouting lips draw in attention, right before a cute little nose. Eyes of painfully deep jade are framed by carefully-shaped eyebrows, and a smattering of adorable freckles. Her hair hangs in burning orange-red curls down to slender shoulders, seeming to drink in the sunlight.

Of course, those are her human attributes. More stand-out would be the way that curling ram’s-horns jut from beneath her luscious curls, along the pointed tips of nearly elfin ears. Hidden between her plush lips is a tongue capable of extending to nearly foot, and more than capable of bringing any number of partners cascading to completion. Finally, the aforementioned tail; long and prehensile, and capable of cracking down like a whip, capped with a heart-shaped spade.

...Right now, Shaia very much doesn’t appear to be in her prime. The often-enrapturing glow of her eyes seems to be almost absent, squinting against sunlight through the curtains. “Shut up birds...” she groans, pulling the covers over her head. A knocking at the door to her bedroom ruins operation hide-and-cry, and a flutter erupts in her chest. “I’m awake...”

“You’ve also been in there since noon yesterday! Are you okay?” the answering voice is still bright and warm, even through the barrier of Shaia’s door. It belongs to her roommate; Kara. A human girl, just a regular human. With–admittedly–exceptionally squishable proportions. Kara gently opens the door and walks in, frowning at the darkness. “Shaia?”

“I’ll be okay... just coming down with something, I think.”

“Succubi can get sick?” she asks, brow furrowing. Compared to Shaia’s statuesque, lithe, and perfectly-crafted body, Kara is a softer woman. Maybe five-foot-two if she’s lucky, her hips are still somehow broader, paying homage to a big, spankable rear. She would look gentle and innocent, but that innocence is somewhat perverted by the expansive H-cups constantly fighting their way out of any underwear that attempts to restrain them.

Kara doesn’t wear much makeup; she doesn’t particularly need to. Small, sweet lips rest below a cute button nose. Large, blue eyes hide behind wide-framed glasses, now tightened with concern. “Did a... meal... not agree with you? I’ve never known you to be anything other than some kind of sexy, unstoppable tantric force.”

Shaia pulls herself upright, flipping back her hair. “I appreciate the compliment...” She takes in a slow, deep breath, but it catches in her throat as Kara closes the distance, tying her brown hair back into a ponytail.

She places a hand to the Succubus’ forehead, feeling for a temperature. Shaia shudders, pupils dilating as the distance between their bodies close. “Who was your last... uhm... meal? Did they have a cold?”

Shaia barely hears the question, mouth opening slightly, drinking in Kara’s scent. “It’s been... a little while.”

The human blinks, bringing her hand slowly away. “You don’t say? I haven’t known you to go more than two days without being driven crazy with hunger. You’ve even pounced me a few times.”

Memories of their last tryst roll through the forefront of Shaia’s mind, like a slideshow of entwined limbs and exploring fingers. The way their lips brushed together ever so sli–

“Hello? Shaia?”

“Oh, shit. I was somewhere else just then. What was it, Kara?”

“I asked why you haven’t been fucking.”

The ebony succubus runs her fingers through her shocking red curls. “I haven’t been feeling up to it lately... like I’ve lost my edge.”

“Hard to imagine. I remember our most recent encounter pretty well...”

“Gah. And that was probably the last time I ever got a decent meal.” Shaia snaps, waving Kara back. “Guys, girls? No good. Barely enough to drink. So I must be unwell.”

Kara frowns, still worried. “Well... maybe we could do it again? Perhaps it would–”

“No! If I take any more from you it might start shaving off your lifespan.”

The curvy human’s expression turns from one of worry to one of confusion. “...Come on. I count that as a worthwhile trade to help out a friend.” she bounces on her heels, setting her massive tits to quaking in accusation. She slips off her top, revealing a sexy, lacy-black bra that fights to hold up her breasts. She grips and squeezes at one tender-fleshed mound, sinking her fingers in until the flesh pillows between them.

Shaia watches the show, mouth drying up with thirst. She tries to climb out of the bed, but her limbs don’t seem to listen. For once in her life she feels too weak to escape as the tables are turned on her. A sensitive nose picks up the scent of Kara’s arousal, and the air seems to crackle with sexual energy. The succubus’ own supernatural nature works against her, stoking Kara’s ardor up.

Her show of undressing speeds up, squirming out of tight pants to reveal soaked panties that cling to her so tightly that her plump labia are outlined by the drenched fabric. By the time her bra finally pops free, her inwards nipples have popped free from their confines, revealing rock-hard nubs. Once all of her clothing is in a pile on the floor, Kara turns around and bends over to slowly tug off her panties, revealing her flower to be slick with feminine nectar.

Shaia whimpers, struggling to keep from touching herself at the show. Still, most distressingly, her heart practically hammers in her chest. Then Kara turns around, looking into her eyes with those gentle lakes of blue. It steals the usually-confident demon’s breath away.

“Oh? You look like you’re into it Shaia.” Kara says, sauntering up to the bedside and throwing the blankets aside. Shaia nervously covers herself, but it’s impossible to hide the way her inner thighs glisten with excitement. The squishy human climbs onto her, resting her ass on Shaia’s hips before dipping down for a kiss.

“But you’re going to pass away if I just keep taking from you...” Shaia mutters, feeling moisture begin to build up in the corners of her eyes. Kara pauses, a hair’s breadth from the succubus’ lips.

“It’s not taking if I’m giving it to you. Now shut up, I’ve never been in control before.” Kara whispers with a grin, having to lean awkwardly in order to nibble the tip of one elfin ear. The dark-skinned beauty gasps and shivers, feeling her body grow warmer under the constant attention. The heaving weight of Kara’s larger tits seems to swallow up Shaia’s own, as she helplessly squirms underneath the human.

Unconsciously, Shaia’s hands clasp at the human’s ass, giving it a squeeze that forces a small groan into her ear between gentle nibbles. She tilts her head slowly back to keep her horns out of the way, but Kara’s weight suddenly leaves her body. The heat seems to evaporate into the sexual air, and the succubus whines despite herself. Kara smiles and crawls down Shaia’s body, planting a trail of kisses down her collarbone, towards the cleft of her bosom.

Pitch dark skin prickles at the tender caress of lips, the gentle touch from the tip of Kara’s tongue. The demon’s complaints peter away as she soaks in the sensations, like shocks of electricity. With each kiss, the soft form leaning over her seems to grow more intense and hungry.

“I can tell it’s working, Shaia. You’re getting warmer~” she gasps, licking her lips and resting her breasts across Shaia’s abdomen, ticking muscles with diamond-hard nipples. Her sinful lover’s only answer is to wrap her spaded tail around one of Kara’s thighs and give it a squeeze, soon wet from the flowing slit above it. She finally wraps her lips around one of Shaia’s nipples, sucking hard and moaning into the sensitive flesh, while her hand gropes the underside in slow, milking motions. The other nipple is relentlessly teased by another deft pair of fingers, flicking and tweaking.

The ebony woman’s arousal makes for its own supernatural aphrodisiac, gradually wiping out her human lover’s cohesive thoughts. If anything that only seems to drive Shaia wilder as her breasts are all but savaged by the usually innocent girl. After a few minutes of being driven wild, Shaia’s fingers dig into Kara’s hips, pushing her downwards. Instead of tease her partner for finally caving, she goes along with the non-verbal guidance. finally releasing the perfect nipples and licking her way down glistening abs.

The closer she creeps to Shaia’s womanhood, the more intense Kara’s need grows. So when her descent is brought short by hands clutching her cheeks, she lets out a needy whine, looking up at Shaia desperately. “Want!”

The succubus snorts softly, uncoiling her tail slowly before bringing it down with an audible crack across one huggable buttock, earning a cry of surprise. “Look at me, Kara.” she says, expression stern. The girl in question blinks slowly, struggling to work her way through the fuck-hungry fugue cloaking her mind. “I’m very fond of you, and I am sorry for not saying so sooner.”

Kara’s eyes seem to glitter with mischief, and she licks her lips slowly, trying not to salivate onto Shaia’s crotch. “I figured it out pretty immediately. You think I wouldn’t join in if I didn’t love you too~?”

“L-love!? I never said anything abou–ahn fuck!” There’s something to be said for making a dark girl blush, but her embarrassed retort is caught short by a thumb grinding down hard on her excited little pleasure buzzer. “I was being s-serious, you damned pink monkey.”

“Yes, my eminent mistress of darkness” Kara scoffs, enunciating her point with another firm thumb-press, running a circle around the sensitive bundle of nerves and shivering at the potent honey that squirts out onto her hands. “Tell me I’m wrong, you love me really.”

Despite the pause, and the mischievous smirk on her otherwise-innocent face, Shaia spots the wavering uncertainty in the girl’s eyes. She chews on her lip before sighing and flopping onto her back, releasing Kara’s face. “I do, don’t you dare rub it–in!”

“I’ll fucking rub something in. Teach you to make me worry, and still look all... sexy and fuckable.” She mumbles after a sigh of relief, plunging entwined digits into Shaia’s greedy cunt. before digging in with her face, sucking on her clit and trapping it between pinching lips.

Shaia spasms, fingers digging into the mattress under the sudden onslaught of pleasure. She tries in vain to swallow down gasps of delight, tail flicking from side-to-side, trapped beneath the curvy human’s body. Kara’s tits sway in time with each lick, greedily lapping up the succubus’ sweet juices. The bedding beneath the creaming demon’s ass soon grows soaked thanks to the practical fountain of slick lube.

With no further distractions, the lust-inducing, arcane nature of Shaia’s cunt soon has the human’s body feeling sensitive from head to toe. Each lick and nuzzle against the demonic twat sends aftershocks of pleasure through her own body; a reward for doing well. The succubus clenches her thighs, trapping Kara in place, with no choice but to drink down the scent of a horny woman. The paler girl can tell she’s bringing Shaia closer though; when her fingers drive in deeper, the talented walls of her cunt milk and squeeze at the probing digits.

It isn’t a surprise when Shaia finally cums, bucking her hips and throwing her head back hard enough into the pillow to puncture it with one of her curling horns. Every muscle in her body seems to tighten and relax as one as pleasure drives her undersexed body into wild orgasm. What is a surprise is how Kara cums too. Sticky-sweet fem-cum splashes into her face, and for a brief electrical moment, some tantric energy has her cumming so hard that she can’t hold herself up. Her dainty arms give way, and she drops onto her heaving tits, face-first into Kara’s cunt.

The world turns to smears of color for Kara, trapped between thighs of deepest ebony, and pussy of perfect pink. Whatever arcane fuck-magic is going on, it makes her drunk off of the pleasure... and for a brief moment she could swear she passed out. One second she blinks, and the next, she’s on her back, looking up into deep, glowing pools of jade, as a long, sinuous tongue snakes out to trail across her cum-coated lips.

Despite the hellish visage, Shaia’s face is the picture of doting joy, even if it’s a little concerned. “Are you okay, Kara?” An unconscious side-effect of getting a fresh meal is the otherworldly quality to her voice; haunting and harmonic. It would be distressing to use on someone she cared about, if not for the fact that it would encourage her to tell the truth. “You aren’t just doing this out of guilt, are you?”

“Of course I’m fine, I love you. And we will figure out feeding you... regularly...” she says, hypnotized by lust. “I’m still horny. I need more, Shaia...”

The succubus blushes again, flustered despite her new position; straddling Kara. She rests her hands on her lover’s mountainous mammaries, kneading them like some kind of nesting animal. “More, huh? Maybe I’ll show you some more... special tricks now that I’m fed.” she purrs.

She trails a finger between Kara’s breasts, grinning as it makes the girl squirm and gasp. The sheer weight of them seems to pool out, begging to be teased and toyed with. Although they’d both cum hard already, it seemed only fair to grant Kara a proper one. Still the incessant pounding of her nervous heart sets the rhythm for her motions. She gyrates atop her human lover, tracking the passage of heat throughout her body, until it thrums in her veins.

“Mnf. I may have been crafted with the perfect body, but It’s just so much fun to play with your tits, Kara. Look at them! They’re so soft and full~!” she says with an eager grin, slapping them gently and teasing her nipples. “You love it too... I’m sure you just want to be bred and milked like a good girl, don’t you?” the succubus continues, her voice rendering a lurid purr down into a pantie-soaking whisper.

“S-so mean~” comes the gasping response from Kara as her chest reddens under the affectionate teases. Her hands reach up towards Shaia’s face, settling on each of her cheeks. She leaves the moisture that touches her thumbs unmentioned, instead pulling her down into a deep kiss.

Their tongues entwine, and Shaia’s far more alien oral organ quickly coils around Kara’s own, drinking in the taste of her own cum on her lover’s lips. It isn’t quite as effective, but the lust-inducing properties of it still wash over her in slow, roiling waves. The succubus moans into Kara’s mouth, rolling onto her side in order to hike the softer girl’s legs up onto her hips. It only takes a few moments to adjust their positions, but by the time she finishes they’re both panting for breath.

“More, please!” Kara gasps between lungfuls of lust-laden air. Her body feels burning hot thanks to their touching flesh, and she holds on for dear life as the electricity in the room seems to intensify.

Instead of respond, Shaia desperately concentrates on her next eldritch working, a smile planted on her lips despite herself. Down where their hips meet, the succubus’ clit seems to throb in time with each nervous heartbeat. And then it grows. She fights down gasps of pleasure as a cumslit forms, oozing pre across Kara’s thighs.

The curvy girl gasps in surprise at the fresh sensation, looking down between them to see a still-growing demonic cock mounted above a tight, wet slit. “O-oh my...” she mutters, grasping at it and squeezing a moan out of her demonic lover. Still the succubus member doesn’t slow down in its growth, until it reaches nearly a foot of womb-stuffing force. “I don’t think that’s going to...”

“It’ll fit. A succubus always fits.” Shaia says with a sweet sigh, rolling her hips like a dancer. It bounces the shaft of her meaty prick against the poor, overwhelmed girl’s clit, and she drops back with a squeal. The succubus smiles, doubling down on the teasing with a slow shoulder-bite while her tail lays a series of light spanks up and down Kara’s leg.

There is nowhere for the soft, brown-haired, doe-eyed girl to escape to. She moans and groans as their hips move together, and her body is maneuvered. At last the head of Shaia’s pre-beading prick presses against waiting labia. “Are you ready, Kara?” she says with a wicked grin, stroking her own shaft. She waits until Kara tries to speak before plunging in, turning words into an orgasmic moan.

The poor girl nearly cums before Shaia’s fully hilted. The sensitive walls of her pussy twitch wildly as they’re forced to stretch and accommodate the expansive girth of Shaia’s demonic length. Her body instinctively milks and squeezes, before fresh pleasure sends her crashing wildly into orgasm.

Shaia doesn’t stop moving, even as Kara’s womanhood spasms nervelessly she draws herself back, gripping Kara’s legs tightly. Their hearts beat in tandem, following the same tune as the succubus’ hips become a blur, slapping home against the broad-bottomed girl, setting her expansive tits to quaking, and her ass to quivering. The cumming cutie whimpers and attempts to ride out the sensation of being filled to the brim and left empty over and over. Fem-cum is forced from her cunt each time, pooling with Shaia’s own.

It grows harder to breathe in the muggy, love-filled air, but the succubus’ sexual endurance carries her on. The only fear that creeps in the back of her mind is that it’s going to start doing Kara harm. Right up until Kara literally turns around on the bed, still hilted. The demoness’ cock feels as though the human’s insides are twitching to twist her, but Kara’s pussy is so utterly drenched in their mixed juices that it becomes some kind of pleasurable wringing.

Shaia groans, fighting to keep the urge to nut down, pinching hard on one of her own nipples as Kara makes it onto her knees, face-down in the bedding. She reaches behind herself and spreads her asscheeks wide, revealing a winking star above a slavering, cock-stuffed womanhood. “Not yet! I want you Shaia, I want you to come inside!” she whimpers, slamming her ass back against Shaia’s own crotch.

“Sure there isn’t a little demon in you there Kara? Fuck...”

“From here it feels like I’ve got a shit ton of demon in me!” she moans, slapping her own ass and letting the quivering cheeks go in order to hold herself up. A few hammering heartbeats later she almost buckles under the weight of Shaia dropping over her back. Ebony flesh presses down on her pale human skin, before hips resume their nearly violent jackhammering into her streaming twat.

The succubus reaches around, kneading Kara’s breasts as though she were trying to milk the girl like an animal, drawing ever closer to the brink. Every thrust inwards tightens up, and each time she draws her prick out, Kara relaxes in anticipation for the next penetration.

Up until Shaia reaches the limits of her endurance. She slams herself home to the hilt, pinching down hard on Kara’s nipples and groaning sweet words into her ears. The very tip of her eldritch endowment finally batters down the doors to Kara’s depths, sinking into her womb. For the third time that morning, Kara grips down hard on everything she can, body turning to a vice as she comes, crying out loud enough to shake the windows.

This time as she reaches her climax, Shaia joins along for the ride. Her prick pulses, and her body grows tense as ever muscle devotes itself to ejecting its liquid load. At last the cloud of lust fogging their brains over seems to evaporate with each gushing blast that coat’s Kara’s innards. They collapse together, gasping for breath and sweating. Eyes as deep as midnight and the color of darkest green glow with inner fire.

Kara shudders and moans, still trying to ride out the sudden exhaustion that comes with multiple feedings. “That... I could get used to that...”

“Mn... except you... we...”

Shaia is silenced by Kara turning around over her shoulder to plant a kiss on her lips.

“We could just bring a... friend or something.” Kara says, eyes glittering in amusement, even as she wiggles her ass into Shaia’s hips. “Hey... Shaia?”

“Mn?”

“Can you say it?”

“...I love you, don’t rub it in.” Shaia says, grumbling and burying her face into messy brown hair.