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A young man summons a succubus to finally get laid. But he's in for one big surprise at what he gets!
Summoning My Succubus Mother

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2020

Note: This one off story was commissioned by a fan!

Mom was off for her book club.

“Goodbye, Henry,” she said as she gathered her things, purse, and her book

“Bye, Mom,” I said, my heart pounding. She swept to the door wearing her usual pair of tight jeans and a knit sweater. My friends all drooled over my mom. I hated how fit she was. How she dressed like she was in her twenties and not her forties. “Have a good time.”

She favored me a smile. “You, too. Get that homework done.”

I nodded and then she was gone, the door closed.

I smiled, knowing she would be gone for hours. She and her friends would be at it until late this evening. It was the perfect time for me to summon a succubus. It sounded insane. I know, I know, but ever since I stumbled across it on the internet, I had to try it out for myself.

I had found this website, the Succubus Portal, and it was full of people who talked about summoning a succubus. Some claimed they didn't work and only had brief contact with the spirit of one, while others claimed they had actually done it.

They had summoned a succubus to serve them.

A sexy spirit of lust, the manifestation of feminine passion, to be their personal servant. A succubus would do everything to please her master. It made me so hard. I wanted to have sex so badly. I was eighteen, not an ugly guy, not a nerd, just average. But I had struck out with the girls. I just wanted to get laid.

I had to pop my V-card. A succubus would be perfect. No rejection. She had to come to me and take me hard.

I stopped in the bathroom, stripped naked, and stared at myself in the mirror. Those average looks stared back. Brown hair. Brown eyes. Tall and fit, but not muscular. Not broad-shouldered. I smacked my hands on my face and rubbed at them.

“You can do this,” I told myself. “You got this, Henry. You're going to summon a succubus.”

I stared at myself, so nervous that something would go wrong, but I had to do this. I had to summon a succubus so badly. It was just something I craved more than anything in the world. My entire body shook. I trembled with excitement. My heart pounded in my chest, blood surging through me.

I was so hard. So horny.

That was important. It took sexual lust to reach into the Lilith Qlipha, the spiritual realm or essence or zone (I wasn't really sure, it was confusing) where a succubus dwelt. I headed to my room, the curtains drawn. I lit the candles around my room. There were thirteen of them. All black. Then the incense. Sandalwood. The soothing scent filled the air.

I slid onto the bed and took in a deep breath. I was so horny. My cock twitched as I sat naked. My hardon thrust naked out before me, the tip painful. I had a big case of blue balls. Sexual frustration gripped me.

According to the ritual I got from the occultist Thomas Karlsson's Qabalah, Qliphoth and Goetic Magic, the spell to summon a succubus was easy. If you were horny enough for your lusts to reach into that Lilith Qlipha, then you just had to say the magic phrase thirteen times.

I glanced down at the printout. I stared at the words and then, in a clear voice, cried out to the spirit world: “Marag ama lilith rimok samalo naamah wie!”

A shiver ran through me as I said those words. The candles around the room guttered, almost going out like a wind had swept through the room. My skin tightened and then felt galvanized by some unseen current.

“Marag ama lilith rimok samalo naamah wie!”

My cock twitched as I felt those words. The room seemed to lurch, as if something focused in on me. I swallowed, feeling the attention of the spirit world. I pictured a succubus. They were said to have bat-like wings, horns, and a narrow tail ending at a spade-like tip. The classic demonette look.

I wanted one so bad.

“Marag ama lilith rimok samalo naamah wie!”

The candles flared bright. My hands tightened on my thighs. I spoke the phrase a fourth time. A fifth. I spoke with more and more confidence. The shadows in the room danced and undulated. The ache at the tip of my dick built and built. Lust flowed through the room.

The Lilith Qlipha.

“Marag ama lilith rimok samalo naamah wie!” I cried for the sixth time.

The walls groaned.

I chanted the seventh time and eighth time. I swear the walls bowed inward like something squeezed about my room. My blood grew hotter. Sweat broke out over my skin. My heart pounded a mile a minute.

I spoke then the ninth time. The tenth. The incense stick flared with real flames and blazed down to their bases in seconds then went out. The cloying scent of sandalwood permeated the air, smoke swirling about with the darkness.

“Marag ama lilith rimok samalo naamah wie!”

The walls violently flexed. Reality warped and buffeted me. I shuddered as before me, the shadows and smoke converged. A weight formed. A spiritual gravity well drew on me, pulling on my lusts.

“Marag ama lilith rimok samalo naamah wie!”

The smoke and shadows swirled faster. The candles blazed hot, wax melting down the sides. The burned towards the bottom. The walls rippled like water. A form took shape. I could almost see the succubus in the distortion before me, a figure on the verge of breaking through into the real world.

Henry, a sensual voice purred in my mind, the words caressing over my soul like a hot tongue had licked my cock. I groaned at the sexual energy about to burst from me. The world groaned beneath the spiritual wait.

“Marag ama lilith rimok samalo naamah wie!” I howled for the thirteenth and final time.

The candles snuffed out.

The shadows raced towards the figure, her wings stretching wide. Her back arched in the throes of a sexual climax. Curly hair spilled around her face and her breasts heaved before her. Large and lush and perky. Her hips undulated while her tail swished from side to side.

A low, purring moan, a feminine sound of release echoed through the room. My sweaty palms gripped my thighs as I watched my succubus burst through the veil from the Lilith Qlipha and manifest in my bedroom.

A burst of distorted space exploded from her. The universe tore. Ripples washed away from her. Waves of that splashed over me. I felt my body bending and twisting for a moment, reality warping before the tsunami of spiritual force.

Then it passed and the succubus stood in my room.

“Oh, my god,” I groaned, seeing her in the flesh. A shadow, but not like before. It was dark in my room, all the lights snuffed out, making her just a shape.

“Oh, my, yes,” she moaned with such throaty delight. Her back arched. “Henry, Henry, Henry, what a naughty, naughty boy you are.”

That voice... It was such a familiar voice. Like my mother's. I swallowed and shot my hand for my bedside lamp. I reached for it as the succubus moved to me. The mattress dimpled as she crawled onto it. Her wings fluttered with a leathery rasp.

“Mmm, summoning me like this,” she purred. “You had no idea. No clue. You have to know, I have to devour your seed. I have to taste your cum. Nothing is stopping me, Henry.”

That really sounded like my mom. The succubus was so close, on the bed before me, a form in the dark. I brushed my lamb, sliding up the silver stand to reach the peg that turned on the light. I grabbed it twisted it once. Twice.

The light flicked on.

My mother knelt on the bed before me. Her sensual and mature face surrounded by her black hair. Two horns peeked out of the tresses. Her breasts swung beneath her, large and firm, nipples pink and hard. Her wings spread wide, leathery like a bat. Rising from her tailbone, her perfect ass wiggling, was a dainty tail. Thin and whipping back and forth. It ended at a spade-like tip.

“M-Mom,” I gasped as she grabbed my cock with her right hand. “W-what are you doing here?”

“Doing?” she asked, wiggling her hips. “You summoned a Daughter of Lilith. You reached out into the Qlipha with your male desire and conjured me from the middle of my book club.”

My jaw dropped as she stroked her hand up and down my cock.

“N-no, no, you can't be my mother,” I groaned, staring into her dark eyes. They were her eyes but full of lust.

“Oh?” she asked. Her thumb massaged the tip of my cock. Her wings fluttered. A long tongue slithered out of her mouth and licked not just her lips but her chin and cheeks and mouth. It was red and snake-like. “What, do you think I'm a saint? That I don't have booty calls and get laid all the time.”

I flushed. I knew that.

“Mmm, that a succubus doesn't have a life.” She arched her back. “It's not like ancient times. We don't have to wait in the Qlipha all bored. Under the right circumstance, we can stay in your world and blend in with mortals. It's so easy in such a degenerate culture. Mmm, hot wives, MILFs, porn stars, strippers, cam girls, and now the delights of Only Fans. Mmm, mortal women are so perverse and shameless. Why, a succubus can hardly stand out.”

I shook my head. “You just look like my mom.”

“Henry James Lamian,” she said in that exact tone my mother used when she was mad at me. “I am your mother. Mmm, and this is my real form.” She sat up straight, her breast bunching before my eyes. Her thumb kept rubbing sensually over my cock. “You used to suckle from these very tits. You would latch your mouth on them and just nurse away.”

She shuddered, her face contorting with delight.

“You were so good at nursing from me as a babe,” she purred, her left hand sliding around the back of my head. She pulled me to her. I swallowed, coming closer and closer. “I'm a succubus. I am what you desire, Henry. Your lusts reached out to the Lilith Qlipha. You could have summoned one of my sisters, but you pulled me. Mmm, you naughty boy. Oedipal complex... Delicious.”

Her nipple pressed on my lip. I groaned my mouth slid over her fat nub. This felt so familiar. A memory, from the oldest parts of my mind. Something I shouldn't be able to remember at all, rose in me. The feeling of this nipple in my mouth. Suckling on it for sustenance. For her milk.

Her thumb rubbed over the crown of my dick.

Pleasure shot through me. I groaned and then I nursed on her nipple like I had as a babe. Instincts took over as my mind grappled with the fact my mother was a succubus. That she was touching my dick. It was wrong. Taboo. Incest.

Milk squirted into my mouth.

My eyes bulged at the taste of hot liquid spilling through my mouth. The creamy texture, like liquid silk, covered everywhere. The sweet flavor burst across my taste buds. This was no cow's milk. This was my mother's milk.

I swallowed it down, my dick throbbing in her hand. I suckled again, the milk squirting into my mouth. I moaned, my eyes closing as I gulped down my mother's creamy delight. Her wings flapped, the air stirring around us.

“That's it, Henry,” she moaned, her hand cradling my head to her breast while she stroked my cock with the other. “Nurse from Mommy's tit. Mmm, just like you did when you were a baby. It made me so wet then, and now...

“Now you're eighteen. A man. You can satisfy mommy's wet pussy.”



Her words had me groaning. This was so wrong. I shouldn't be enjoying this, but I kept suckling. Her milk tasted too good, too familiar. It was warm and comforting while at the same time it was depraved and exciting.

My cock throbbed in her stroking hand as I gulped own her breast milk. I swallowed it. Gulp after wonderful gulp. I groaned as I drank her sustenance down. This was such a delicious treat. I drank it down with hunger. I swallowed the milk with gusto.

“Yes!” she moaned, her voice so throaty. Her wings flapped. “Drink your fill, Henry. I'm lactating again for you. Ooh, it's so wicked to nurse you again.”

My hands grabbed her breasts. I cupped those large and soft mounds. I squeezed her tit. Milk squirted with more force into my mouth. I shuddered as I milked her tit like an udder. My succubus mother moaned her delight.

“Oh, yes, yes, Henry,” she groaned, her hand pumping faster up and down my cock. “Mmm, milk Mommy's teats. Yes, yes, yes! That's so good. Mmm. Mommy's baby boy has grown into a sexy man.”

My balls tightened. The pressure built and built in them as the milk poured down my throat. The warm, creamy delight spread excitement from my stomach. It bathed down to my nuts brimming with cum and then up my cock.

Her hand felt so wonderful on my dick. She gripped me just right. Her pumping strokes slid from my root to my sensitive tip. I groaned when her palm caressed my spongy crown. Pleasure burst from it.

I moaned around her nipple.

This dizzying lust swept through me. It was insane. I groaned, nursing with such passion from her nipple. I gulped down the milk. I swallowed every drop of it I could. It was delicious. I groaned, savoring the flavor.

“Oh, that's so good,” cooed Mom. “Mmm, my son is such a hungry boy. And Mommy has all the milk you could want.”

Her words excited me more. This was so wrong. She was my mother. It shouldn't be like this. I groaned, my dick throbbing and aching. I suckled with hunger on her nipple. My cheeks hollowed. The milk soaked my taste buds.

The pressure swelled and swelled at the tip of my cock. My mother's hand stroked to the pinnacle. She brushed it. Sparks flared down to my nuts. I groaned around her nipple. I suckled hard, milk splashing against the roof of my mouth and pooling on my tongue.

I growled around her nipple.

Erupted.

My cock exploded. Cum fired from my dick. I groaned as I heard it splashing on her skin. She gasped as I unloaded again and again. Her hand pumped fast up and down my shaft, working out my spunk.

“Oh, Mommy's boy is a man!” she moaned. “Mmm, jizz all over mommy's stomach. Ooh, coat Mommy in your cum.”

I groaned, nursing hard as the pleasure slammed into my mind. I filled my mouth with her sweet milk as I shuddered through my orgasm. The ecstasy soared me into the heights of rapture. Intense bliss swept through my body.

I exploded a final time.

She gripped my hair and wrenched my mouth from her nipple. Her lips planted on mine before I could stop her. She thrust her long tongue into my mouth brimming with her milk. I groaned as her tongue swirled around, gathering up her own milk and then pulling it into her mouth.

My mother lightly stroked my cock as I shuddered, coming down from my orgasmic high. I kissed her back, my blood on fire. This heady thrill shot through me. My mommy-succubus just made me cum so hard.

I pulled my lips from her nipple, panting. She smiled and then her long tongue swiped out and swabbed over my face. I gasped at the wet caress. My chest rose and fell, my heart pounding in my chest.

“Did you like that?” she asked. “Is that what you wanted from your succubus.”

“I... well...” I swallowed, watching the cum dribbling down her stomach. “I didn't expect it would be you, Mom!”

“I know,” she moaned, “but isn't this hotter. It's more depraved. Incest.” A quiver ran through her. Those big, milk-laden tits quivered.

“I don't know,” I groaned. “This is just so confusing.”

“It's not,” she purred. “You desired a succubus. And here I am.” She winked at me. “The fact it's your sexy mother just makes it hotter. I know I'm so wet. I've never been so excited to be summoned by a man.”

“Do you get summoned often?” I asked her.

“No. The last one was your father.” She shivered. “Mmm, he wanted to breed a succubus. It was a dream of his.”

I swallowed. This was all so crazy. I couldn't believe any of this was happening. But it was. My mother was a succubus. My heart pounded in my chest. It thundered, pumping this wild heat through my veins.

Mom pushed me back, her leathery wings rustling. I stretched out on my bed, my cock throbbing and... I was still hard. I was excited. My mother smiled at me as she grabbed the base of my dick. She leaned her head down; her ass thrust up in the air.

I could see her supple back now, the wings thrusting out from her shoulders, her tail swishing back and forth from her tailbone. She had a gorgeous ass. Nice and plump and just so... so...

“Fuckable?” Mom purred. “Mmm, you want to fuck Mommy's ass.”

“N-no,” I stammered with a sudden surge of embarrassment.

“Yes, you do,” she cooed. “Don't worry, Mommy wants you to fuck her ass. Her mouth. Her pussy. Mmm, you could breed me, too.”

I gasped at her.

She winked at me and lowered her lips to my cock. Her tongue slithered out of her mouth and slid around my dick. I shuddered at how wet and hot it was. How good it felt sliding over the crown of my cock. My back arched into the bed.

My heart pounded a wild beat in my chest as her tongue kept sliding around my dick. She entwined her tongue about my cock like a serpent. A pink, wet snake that worked all the way down to the base of my shaft. She held me in her wet embrace.

Then she kissed me. Her lips smooched on the tip of my cock. I groaned at the feel of her lips. My face scrunched up. Heat raced out of my cock and spread throughout my body. My toes curled. My heart beat so wildly as she kissed and nibbled on the tip while her tongue...

Her tongue stroked me,.

“Mom!” I gasped at the tongue job she gave my dick.

She winked an eye at me. Her tail swished back and forth while her rump wiggled. Her butt-cheeks jiggled. I groaned as she slid her lips over the crown of my cock. She nursed on me, the suction incredible.

My balls lurched from the suction her mouth created. I groaned, her tongue still slithering around my cock. She stroked her tongue up and down me, teasing me. She felt incredible. I groaned, my shoulders wiggling into the bed.

“Mom!” I gasped.

She purred around my dick.

“Oh, my god, Mom!”

Her wings rustled as her tongue stroked me. That warm, wet appendage worked up and down my shaft while her mouth sucked on my crown. The pressure swelled in my balls. I felt it building and building in me.

Her lips bobbed. She slid them up and down my shaft while her tongue squeezed and relaxed about my dick. My tip throbbed, massaged by the suction. Then she hummed. I gasped as her moans stimulated my spongy crown.

“Damn,” I groaned as I experienced my first blowjob for my mommy-succubus. “Oh, wow, Mom, that's insane.”

She just kept sucking at me. She nursed on me with hunger. I groaned, my heart pounding in my chest. My eyes squeezed shut. I licked my lips, the heat pounding through my veins. It was incredible to enjoy.

Her tongue and lips slid up and down my dick. She took more and more of my cock into her mouth, humming the entire time. The tip of her long, prehensile tongue slid through my bush and found my balls. She licked them, too.

I groaned, her mouth bobbing up and down my dick. The crown of my cock rubbed into the rough of her mouth. It felt incredible.

I trembled on the bed. Her wings flapped, washing heat over my face. I groaned, my nuts tightening. I had another load of cum ready to erupt. I couldn't believe it. Was it the succubus in her that had me hard again?

The taboo delight of incest?

I didn't know.

Didn't care right then.

I had a real, live succubus blowing my cock. My mother sucked and slurped and loved my dick. Her tongue cupped my balls. She massaged them, soaking them in her saliva. I couldn't believe how long her tongue was. It was crazy.

“Mom!” I groaned, my heart beating so wildly in my chest. “Oh, my god, Mom, this is crazy.”

“Mmmmmmm,” she groaned around my dick, her tail slashing the air behind her.

“I'm going to cum, Mom!” My dick throbbed in her mouth. “I'm going to cum so hard.”

She suckled with such hunger on me. She nursed on me with passion. It was incredible to enjoy. I loved every moment of it. I savored that hot delight. Her tongue massaged my balls. I squeezed my eyes shut.

“Mom!” I whimpered. “Oh, my god, Mom! You... I... This is incredible.”

She purred her delight, the moaning humming around the tip of my dick. She suckled hard while her tongue massaged my two nuts. Her wiggling, wet appendage squeezed about them both. They brimmed with my cum.

I groaned, my back arching. The pressure at the tip hit that explosive release. I could feel it happening. The cum was boiling in my balls. I groaned as she suckled hard, her lips sliding up my shaft. I gasped at the way she pulled at the cum in my balls.

“Mom!”

I erupted.

“Oh, my god, Mom!”

I pumped my cum into my mommy-succubus's mouth. I exploded over and over again. I basted her mouth with my seed. I groaned, stars bursting across my eyes. Forbidden ecstasy slammed into my mind. It burst along my thoughts.

I groaned and quivered there, my cock spurting again and again. I pumped her mouth full of my cum. It was incredible. I groaned, savoring every last moment of it. My back arched. I whimpered and gasped.

“Oh, my god, Mom!”

She moaned, her wings flapping. Her tail stiffened as she drank down load after load of spunk from my balls. I shuddered, my toes curling. I scrunched up my face. My heart pounded, the heat pumping through my veins.

I melted from the ecstasy. My mind drank it all on while she gulped down my cum. She swallowed it with noisy passion. Her tongue stroked my spurting cock, working out the last of my cum. I hit the peak of my orgasm.

“Oh, fuck,” I groaned, my heart pounding. “Oh, my fuck, that's good. That's so good. Oh, fuck, Mom, that was incredible.”

She winked at me.

Her tongue slid from my balls and then uncoiled from around my cock. I shuddered as that wet appendage slithered up my shaft. Then she was sliding her mouth off my dick with a wet plop. Her wings fluttered as she lifted her head and tossed it back.

“Oh, you have the best-tasting cum, Henry!” she moaned.

“Really?” I asked.

“Mmm,” she purred, rising to her full height and looming over me. Her dark wings spread wide, her big boobs jiggling. “Do you think I'm just saying that because I'm your mother? Or because I'm a succubus that you summoned.”

“Well...” I shuddered. This was so surreal. “I mean, you are my mother. You might be... bias.”

“True.” She planted her hands on my chest. She rubbed up and down me, her touch on fire.

“How did you become a succubus?” I asked, savoring her touch.

“I was born one.” She shuddered. “Birthed out of the lusts of mankind personified: Lilith. In the foaming chaos, human desires created the various Qlipha. Spirituals places which are associated with all your strong emotions. Lilith was born and she birthed us. Her succubi daughter.”

“But, I mean, you have a body. You had a life before I summoned you.”

“That's your fault.” She smiled at me. “When your father bred me, well, I had to stay manifested to raise you. Until you move out, I get to live here for free.”

“So you're going away?” I asked, this pang in my heart.

“Well...” She smiled at me. “You did figure out how to bind me which means I am now bound to you in a new way. So I get to keep being a human until you grow bored of me.”

“How could I grow bored of my mother!” I gasped.

A wicked smile spread on her lips. A purring sound rose in her throat. She crawled forward and straddled my waist. Then she pressed her pussy right down on my cock. I gasped at the feel of her grinding her snatch up and down my dick.

“Oh, my god,” I groaned as she worked her pussy up and down my dick. “You're... I... Mom?”

“Mmm, it's okay,” she cooed. “We're going to be so united, but first... Mommy licked your cock and made you cum. Don't you want to do the same for me?”

I shuddered. “What are you saying?”

Her wings flapped hard. She soared up into the air and turned around with grace. She sank back down like a drifting feather, her boobs jiggling. Then she landed straddling my head. Her shaved pussy was right above my head, her spicy musk filled my nose.

I swallowed, staring at the whole that had birthed me hovering just a few inches above my face. She had thick pussy lips that thrust out of her vulva like the petals of a pink flower. My cock twitched and throbbed as I breathed in her passion. Then she moaned and planted her cunt right on my mouth.

“Mom!” I gasped, her thick labia and rubbing on my lips.

“Lick me, Henry!” she moaned, her tail swishing in the air above my eyes. Her rump clenched beneath it. “Devour me. Thrust your tongue into me. “Mmm, show Mommy how much you love her beautiful body.”

“So much,” I groaned and then I licked her.

My tongue slid through her folds. I licked and lapped through her folds, loving the taste of her. She had such a wonderful flavor. I shuddered as I devoured my mother's incestuous juices. I caressed again. And again.

It was so wonderful to slide through her petals. I caressed her with hunger. I slid my tongue through her silky labia, loving the texture. She groaned, her body trembling. She ground her snatch on my mouth. I shuddered, the flavor of her pussy spilling across my tongue.

“Yes, yes, yes,” she moaned, her wings flapping. “Mmm, eat Mommy's pussy. Show Mommy your passion. Mmm, such a strong son.”

Mom leaned over as I licked at her pussy. Her twat shifted on my face. I stroked through her, loving the taste of her. Then her big tits piled around my cock. I groaned, her nipples rubbing against my lower stomach.

She worked her tits up and down my shaft as I licked and lapped at her pussy. My cock throbbed in her boobs' embrace. I groaned at how good that felt. My body squirmed beneath her. She moaned, giving me a titty fuck as I ate her out.

“Mom,” I groaned. “Oh, my god, Mom!”

“Mmm,” she cooed. “You like Mommy's big and soft tits rubbing up and own your big dick, Henry?”

“Yes!”

“Such a big boy.”

She worked her tits up and down my cock as I feasted on her pussy. I licked at her spicy folds I lapped at her. Caressed her. I loved every moment of licking her snatch. Her cream ran down my chin. She moaned as she massaged my dick with her boobs.

This ache built and built at the tip of my cock as I feasted on her. I lapped at Mom with hunger. I slid my tongue through her folds. I brushed a hard point. What was that? I slid over it, feeling a nub.

“Oh, yes, yes!” she moaned, her demonette tail slashing the air over my head. “Mmm, my clit... such a naughty boy.”

I knew about the clit. I swirled my tongue around her bud. She moaned, working her tits faster up and down my cock. Her nipples massaged into my stomach while my tongue swirled around her clit. I massaged that naughty bud.

I worshiped it.

Loved it.

I suckled it into my mouth. I nursed on her with hunger. She moaned as she worshiped my cock with her big tits. This was so hot. Her pussy lips rubbed on my mouth and cheeks as she quivered from what I did.

“Oh, Henry,” Mom groaned, her tits caressing the tip of my dick. “That's incredible. That's amazing. Ooh, what you're doing to me is awesome!”

“Good,” I moaned and suckled again.

Her clit throbbed in my mouth. The flavor of her spicy pussy juices grew stronger and stronger. She squeezed those lush tits around my dick. It felt wonderful being in my mommy-succubus's pillowy embrace. My toes curled, the pressure in my balls swelling to another orgasm.

Then her long tongue began licking at my balls again. She slithered that wet, prehensile appendage around them. I groaned at the contact. It felt so incredible. I groaned, my body trembling beneath her.

She caressed her tongue around my balls. She massaged me. It was amazing. I loved every moment of this. It was just the best thing in the world. I groaned, my cock throbbing and aching. I shuddered, this aching need building and building in my nuts.

“Oh, that's good,” I moaned into her pussy.

She just wrapped up my balls in her tongue and massaged them both. Her saliva soaked through my pubic hair. My hands grabbed her ass. I kneaded her rump and savored every moment of suckling on her clit. My nose rubbed into her twat.

She would have such a huge orgasm. I could just feel it building and building in her. Her tail swished over my head. Her butt-cheeks clenched in my hands. I nursed with hunger on her clit. She whimpered. Moaned.

Then she came.

Her tits squeezed around my cock as hot pussy cream gushed out of my mommy-succubus's cunt. I drank the spicy flood that burst out of her pussy. out of the hole that had birthed me. I groaned, licking and lapping at her snatch.

“Yes, yes, yes!” I moaned, her big tits squeezing about my cock. She worked them up and down, her tongue slithering around my balls. “Mommy!”

I joined her.

I erupted.

My cock fired between her tits, splashing both our bodies. I groaned, licking and lapping at her cunt as the pleasure slammed through my body. The illicit thrill of cumming with my mommy-succubus burned through me.

“Mommy!” I groaned, my cock spurting over and over again.

Each blast slammed bliss into my mind. I groaned as I licked up more and more of the cream that gushed out of her pussy. With gusto, I drank all of her delicious flood. It was such a treat to do. As I did, my fingers dug into her rump.

I shuddered, hitting that wonderful peak of delight. I rubbed my shoulders into the bed as I savored this awesome pleasure. I groaned as I came down from the delight, my cock twitching between her big tits. Her tongue slid from my nuts.

“Mmm, Henry, you made me cum!” she moaned. “My little boy has grown into such a mommy-pleasing stud.”

“I have?” I groaned.

She fluttered her wings and then she lifted off of me. I groaned and watched her turn in the air and then drift down, her tits heaving. My cum coated her belly. She landed straddling my waist, pressing her hairless pussy onto my cock again.

“Mmm, yes you have,” she said and swiped up the cum on my stomach. She popped it into her mouth, her wings fluttering behind her. She groaned and slid her digit out of her lips. “And such yummy cum. You have everything a woman would want. And you're all Mommy's, aren't you?”

“I thought you were mine,” I groaned.

“Right, right,” she purred and slid her pussy up and down my cock. “Do you want to slide back into Mommy's pussy? Do you want to feel what your mommy-succubus's cunt feels like? It's why you summoned me.”

“Yes,” I groaned, her pussy cream soaking my dick. “I want to be in your pussy so bad, Mom.”

She smiled down at me. Her vulva slid up to the tip of my cock. I groaned as her hot pussy lips caressed my shaft. Then she pressed right down my dick.

I gasped as her cunt engulfed my cock slowly. Her wings flapped. Her face screwed up in such a gorgeous way. My mother's pussy swallowed inch after inch of my dick. Her large tits jiggled. She rubbed the cum into her stomach.

“Oh, yes, yes,” she gasped. “Ooh, you're so big, Henry. Of course, my baby boy would grow up into a hung stud.”

“Really?” I gasped, my dick throbbing in her cunt. “I'm big?”

She nodded, her eyes so bright. “Ooh, yes, yes, you're just huge in Mommy's cunt.” Her wings rustled and her tails swished back and forth. She bottomed out on my cock, her butt-cheeks resting on my thighs. “Oh, Henry, you're amazing!”

“So is your pussy, Mom!” I groaned, my dick throbbing in her cunt's wonderful embrace. “I mean... Wow, your pussy's just so hot and juicy. It's better than I could imagine.”

She winked at me. Then her wings flapped and she slid up my cock. She rose and rose to the pinnacle, her twat squeezing the entire way. I groaned at how great that felt. My face contorted with delight. The pleasure rushed down my shaft.

Her pussy impaled down my cock. Her big tits heaved before me. They smacked together and rippled with their pillowy softness. Her wings flapped again. Her cunt slid up my cock. My dick emerged gleaming in her juices.

“Mom!” I groaned as she slammed back down my cock.

“Oh, yes, yes, Henry!” she moaned, her butt-cheeks smacking into my thighs. Her pussy squeezed about me as her wings fluttered and she rose up my cock again.

I squirmed on the bed as I savored the thrill of my mom riding my cock. She worked her cunt up and down my dick. It was an incredible delight. Her snatch massaged me while her big boobs heaved over my head. Her black hair rustled, her horns thrusting up through them.

She looked so hot as she rode me. Her cunt massaged my cock. Her leathery wings flapped behind her, stirring wind that swept over my hot skin. I groaned, my face contorting as the pleasure of her pussy slid up and down my dick.

“My mom really is a sexy succubus!” I groaned.

“I really, really am!” she groaned, her pussy squeezing me. “And you are so amazing. Oh, Henry, yes, yes! This dick! This dick is amazing! A dick worth cumming on!”

“I want to cum in you, Mom! I want to flood you!”

“Ooh, such a naughty boy!” she moaned.

I only groaned and watched her tits heaving. They bounced above me, so enticing. My hands shot up and grabbed her big tits. I squeezed them. My fingers kneaded into them. I dug my digits into her flesh. Milk squirted from her nipples.

The white splashed on my face. I groaned at the warm liquid beading on my face. My tongue swiped out, gathering up some of the drops. Mom groaned, her pussy clenching down on my dick as I squeezed again.

More of her milk rained own on my hot face. I opened my mouth, catching the droplets on my tongue. I groaned and milked my mommy-succubus's udders. She moaned as I did, her pussy massaging my cock.

She gave me such bliss. Such pleasure.

“Ooh, milk my tits, Henry!” she moaned, her pussy growing warmer and warmer around my dick. “Yes, yes, that's going to make me cum so hard on your dick.”

“I want that, Mommy!” I groaned. “I want to cum in my mommy-succubus's pussy.”

“You want to breed your mommy-succubus?” she moaned, working her juicy cunt up and down my dick.

I squeezed her tits; milk fired and rained down on my face. “Yes!”

“You will!” she moaned. “Oh, you will.”

Her wings flapped harder. Her pussy shot up my cock. I thought she would pop off of me, but she stopped with just the crown of my dick in her cunt. Then she slammed down me. The silky friction was incredible. I milked her tits more.

She shot up my cock over and over again. Her wings propelled her upward, but she always stopped before she popped off my dick. She was a succubus. She knew what she was doing. My mother was amazing.

The pressure in my nuts swelled and swelled as she rode me. She impaled her cunt down my cock, the air rustling over me. I groaned, my balls tightening. The pressure grew and grew. I would have such a mighty orgasm.

“Mom!” I groaned. “Oh, Mom, that's good. That's so good.”

“Uh-huh!” she moaned. “My son summoned me. Oh, yes, yes, my son summoned me and now I get to ride his big dick and be bred by it.”

I squeezed her tits hard.

Not a stream but a flood of milk gushed out of her nipples and splashed on my face. The hot cream ran over my features and filled my mouth. I drank down her sweet delight. My dick throbbed in her cunt as she rocketed up my cock before sliding back down my shaft. She engulfed me. The pressure shot to my balls.

I erupted.

My cum fired into my mother's cunt. She gasped, her wings thrusting out stiffly. Her head tossed then her pussy convulsed around my dick. She moaned and gasped as her cunt went wild around my cock, milking my dick.

“Oh, that's it,” she moaned. “Breed me, Henry. Breed your mommy-succubus. Pump all that incestuous seed into my cunt! Knock me up!”

“God, yes!” I groaned through the pleasure.

I shuddered as I spurted more and more of my cum. I should be dry after the last three orgasms, but my mommy-succubus's pussy stimulated me like nothing else. It was euphoric. I shuddered, my cum spurting a final time into her spasming depths. My hands slipped from her tits as I panted.

She quivered on me, her twat rippling around my dick for a few more heartbeats. Her wings folded in around her, hugging herself. She groaned while I luxuriated in the final moments of my climax. It had been intense and amazing.

Then she slid off of me and knelt on the bed. She wiggled her rump at me, my cum dribbling out of her shaved pussy. “Now be a man, Henry. Be a man and fuck Mommy's asshole!”

“Fuck!” I groaned and rose to my knees, my cock dripping in her pussy cream.

I pressed my dick into her butt-crack. Her leathery tail swished before me. Then the spade-like tip caressed my face with a silky caress. I groaned at it as I found her asshole. I pushed against her anal ring and thrust.

Her sphincter swallowed my dick with hunger.

I gasped as my pussy-lubed dick sank into her bowels. Her velvety flesh felt so much different from her pussy. Rougher and hotter. A different bliss. I gripped her hips and buried to the hilt in her anal sheath, my crotch smacking her rump.

Her wings fluttered and she moaned. The bed creaked as I drew back my hips. The tip of her tail caressed my cheeks and lips as I thrust into her bowels. I buried into her, my nuts slapping into her flesh. It was incredible to pump my hips and control my cock's plunge into her body.

To not just lie there but to do something.

“That's it!” she moaned. “Pound Mommy's asshole. You've already bred me, now enjoy my last hole. Yes, yes, I'm your succubus, Henry! Your mommy-succubus!”

“Yes!” I groaned, reveling in that delight and the velvety grip of her asshole around my dick.

I thrust away at her anal sheath. I pumped my cock over and over into her. I fucked her hard, holding nothing back. My flesh smacked into her ass. Her butt-cheeks quivered. Her wings flapped. I grunted and she groaned.

Her bowels squeezed at me on the pullback. She held me tight. I groaned, the massaging pressure building and building the ache at the tip of my dick. That explosive need to erupt for a fifth time. I gripped her hips and hammered her hard and fast.

“Mommy!” I groaned.

“Oh, Henry, yes!” she gasped, squeezing down so hard on my dick. “Make Mommy cum!”

I would.

I thrust with all my might into her asshole. I buried into her again and again. It was incredible to enjoy. The heat in my balls built and built as I fucked my mommy-succubus's ass hard. Her moans and the slap of our flesh echoed through the bedroom. My hands clutched at her while her tail caressed my face.

“Shit!” I groaned, so close to erupting.

“Oh, Henry!” she whimpered, her horns, thrusting out of her black hair, gleaming on the edges.

I slammed to the hilt in her asshole, clutching her waist. Her tail caressed my cheek, sliding over my face as she groaned. Her wings thrust out stiffly. They quivered with a leathery whisper. Then she squealed.

Her asshole went wild around my cock.

“Oh, Henry, yes!” she moaned as her bowels rippled and writhed around my cock.

I drew back through her convulsing asshole. The ache at the tip of my dick reached that boiling point. Then I buried back into her massaging bowels and erupted. My balls, smacking into her taint, unloaded spurt after spurt of jizz into her bowels.

“Mommy!” I groaned.

“That's so good! Yes!” Her head tossed and her tail swished before my face. “Henry!”

I pumped my mother's asshole full of my spunk. The pleasure slammed into my mind. This intense ecstasy blazed through me. I shuddered through it. I loved every moment of the bliss of cumming in my mother's bowels.

I hit the peak of bliss. My mind quivered as I fired the last of my cum into her sucking asshole.

I collapsed on my back, my dick popping out of her bowels, and I panted. I felt so incredible after five orgasms in a row. I couldn't believe that this had happened. I glanced at her, and she stood up from my bed, stretching her back. Her butt-cheeks clenched, her wings quivered, and her tail swished back and forth.

My cum filled her crack.

“That was amazing,” I groaned.

“Well, I am your mommy-succubus,” she cooed, her eyes blue and intense. “Now, have you done your homework.”

“Err...” That caught me off guard.

“Do that, and then we can have more fun... Master.” She shuddered as she said that and then strolled out of my bedroom, my cum dripping out of her body. She hummed the way she always would.

I stared up at the ceiling. I really had a succubus for a mother. She was all mine, too. I shook my head. My new life with a mommy-succubus would be... interesting. My dick throbbed. I wanted to have more sex with her.

I bolted up. I better get started on my homework.

To be continued?
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