Saturday, June 06, 2015

Okasare Kenny 2-3: Asphya

Asphya 2-3

There was no mistaking what he was seeing.  Ken was looking at a ginormous vagina made out of shiny black rubber.

"You've got to be fucking shitting me!"

"What's wrong?" Celestrico asked.

"What... that!"  He pointed at the oversized modern art sculpture waiting at the end of the path.

"What about it?"

"Oh come on.  There's no way that's natural or belongs there."

"Of course not.  It's demonic in origin," Celestrico said.

"It's... it's..."

Ken couldn't find the words.  It was a giant vagina made out of rubber and embedded in the side of a cliff face.  That shit was just totally wrong.

"The demonic has that effect on the human mind," Celestrico said sagely.

This was too fucked up, Ken thought.  This couldn't be real.  He must be dreaming.  Yes, that had to be it.  He hadn't gotten laid or jerked off for so long his subconscious mind was flooding his dreams with pervy imagery.

Celestrico had continued on a little way ahead of him.  She turned back.  "Stop ogling the giant pussy.  We have a womb to purify."

Ken pinched himself.

That didn't do anything so he had no other option but to follow Celestrico.

The air grew thicker and warmer as they approached the cave—Ken refused to think of it as a pussy—entrance.  The surface was unmistakably inflated black rubber.  Running his hand across it confirmed it was exactly as it appeared.  For the Latex Womb latex did in fact appear to mean latex.

The puffed up edges of the entrance slowly dilated as if breathing.  A faint sigh, barely audible, emanated from the depths.

"Is it alive?" he asked.

"Not in any sense you'd understand," Celestrico answered.

Which wasn't really an answer at all, when Ken thought about it.  Oh well.  More demon-y weirdness, he guessed.

They clambered up onto a low ridge that gave slightly beneath their weight.  It felt very much like stepping on a giant rubber inflatable to Ken.  They passed between the vertical lips of the cave entrance.  A long, rubber-walled tunnel stretched ahead of them.  The walls and floor were dimpled.  It reminded Ken of inflatable mattresses.  It even felt like he was walking on top of an inflatable mattress.

This was all too fucked up to be any kind of reality, Ken thought.  Too artificial.  The walls reminded him of backdrops he'd seen in fetish photoshoots.  Could he be on the set of a particularly sadistic reality TV show?  Nah, not even the most sociopathic of TV execs would be allowed to wipe the memory of contestants.

Surely?

He felt a faint breeze on his face.  The airflow carried the scent of musky sweat and rubber, and was thick like a jungle stew.  The rubber walls were so dripping with condensation they appeared to be perspiring.

Celestrico and Ken walked further down the tunnel.  Their way was lit up by strange bladders in the ceiling filled with phosphorescent gel.  Ken heard strange hissing and wheezing sounds all around him, like air passing through great bellows.  The walls moved in and out as if breathing.

"The womb isn't far," Celestrico said.  "But before we can destroy it we have to defeat its guardian—Asphya.  At least with Asphya we won't have the same problem you had with Sulpa."

She looked reproachfully at Ken.

 "It's not my fault you sounded less plausible than her," Ken complained.

"Too busy staring at her tits more like," Celestrico sniped.

"You keep bringing Sulpa's tits up.  Is it because you're jealous they're bigger than yours," Ken sniped back.

Celestrico clouted him around the ear.

"Stay focused, Kenny!" she ordered.  "Sulpa is done.  Asphya is our objective now."

"It's Ken," Ken corrected.

Celestrico ignored him.  "First the good news—Asphya isn't very strong.  If you can get hold of her, you will overpower her.

"Now the bad—getting hold of her will be very difficult.  She's very quick and agile.

"Her favourite strategy—and turn on—is to run her opponent out of breath.  She'll use her speed and agility to get within your range and then dodge out before you can hit her.  She'll try to provoke you into swinging wildly at her until you run out of stamina.

"Don't do this.  Don't chase after her.  Don't—"

Celestrico paused.  She cocked her head.  Her eyes widened in alarm.

"Gas trap!  Hold your breath, now!"


Traps.  Ooo, how exciting.  To be continued...

Friday, June 05, 2015

Okasare Kenny 2-2: Asphya

Continuing the serial I started back here.


2-2: Asphya

"That's Sulpa down," Celestrico said as the burning ruins of the bordello faded into the distance.  "Next we take on Asphya."

"Who is Asphya?" Ken asked.

"Asphya is the guardian of the Latex Womb."

"Guardian?  That doesn't sound very evil."

"Many foul abominations are birthed from the Latex Womb.  And unless it is destroyed, the demon queen can never truly be defeated.  Even if you do manage to beat her, her spirit will simply return to the Latex Womb and grow a new form."

"So we have to destroy the Latex Womb first."

"Precisely.  You're not as dumb as you look."

"Thanks," Ken said sarcastically.

His clouded memories knew of latex as both a rubber and a type of fetishistic clothing.  And also—and he had no idea which part of his closed-off memories this came from—a really fucking annoying word processor.  He assumed the use of latex in the name Latex Womb was just a coincidence.

The route to the Latex Womb took them back up into the hills.  Throughout the journey Ken saw no other travellers or any sign of human habitation.  When he pointed this out to Celestrico she rolled her eyes as if he'd just asked a really stupid question.

"This territory belongs to the demon queen.  Of course there are no humans here."

"Okay, in that case, where are the demons?"

"Well they're not going to be here are they.  There are no humans to feed upon."

Ken felt he was missing something here.

"Then why have territory at all?" he asked.

"Because she's the demon queen," Celestrico answered as if it made perfect sense.  Maybe it did to a demon.

Although they were heading back uphill, the air lost none of its warmth.  If anything the atmosphere seemed to be getting warmer and muggier.  The territory grew progressively rockier on either side of the road.  Clumps of boulders became looming rock faces on either side of them.  Ken hoped Celestrico was correct and there were no demons lurking about.  This was typical bandit country—perfect for ambushes.

"Who did the demon queen steal this land from originally?" Ken asked.

"Why do you care?"

"If I'm a hero, surely I'm trying to take back the land on behalf of someone."

"There is no need for there to be a someone," Celestrico said.  "The demon queen is a monster.  Heroes take what they want from monsters.  That's what makes them heroes."

"Heroes kinda sound like dicks," Ken said.

"To a demon that's all you are—a nice, juicy dick to be sucked and sucked until nothing is left."

There was a brightness to Celestrico's eyes that was totally unwholesome.

"I'm not sure whether I should be turned on or revolted," Ken said.

They followed the road upwards.  The canyon walls rose higher on each side of them.

"Ah, here we are.  The Latex Womb," Celestrico said.

The road turned a corner and opened out into a wider space ringed with high stone walls.  Strange rock formations rose up on either side of the natural amphitheatre.  They looked like the legs of a great stone giant.  In fact, it looked like a massive giant had fallen on their back with their—her?—legs wide open.  The road terminated at a cave entrance in the rock wall where the two rocky outcrops reminiscent of legs came together.  The location and shape of the cave entrance too closely resembled a female vagina to be accidental.

That wasn't the thing that bothered Ken the most.

The area surrounding the entrance and the walls within it were covered in a glossy black material.  The surfaces of this material were smooth and puffed out as though they were the skin to a massive inflatable.

There was no mistaking what he was seeing.  Ken was looking at a ginormous vagina made out of shiny black rubber.

"You've got to be fucking shitting me!"



Nope, nothing to see here.  Giant rubber vagina in a cliff face.  Nothing to see at all.

Imagination, we need to have words.

Thursday, June 04, 2015

Okasare Kenny 2-1: Asphya

Welcome to Okasare Kenny, my lunatic attempt to live-write a novel/serial, daily.  The first part can be found here.  Currently we appear to be in a slight bind as I rather carelessly killed off my protagonist at the end of the last chapter (as you do).  Normally this would present a problem for a longer novel/serial, but... well... read on for yourselves:


2-1: Asphya

Ken opened his eyes.  He was outside and lying on his back.  He smelt smoke, heard the crackling of flames and felt the heat of fire.

He also heard clapping.

He turned his head to see Celestrico standing by the side of the road.  She was enthusiastically applauding him.

"You did it!" she said with a wide, beaming smile on her pretty face.

"I did?"

"Yes!  It looked a little dicey for a while, but then you found some hidden strength and pulled through to beat her."

"I did?" Ken repeated, more uncertainly.

This time it was his short-term memory that was fucked up.  He remembered entering the bordello, going upstairs with Sulpa, and then...

He sat up.

The top left quarter of Sulpa's bordello was ablaze.  There was a big hole in the wall as if something had exploded outwards.  Debris lay on the road all around Ken.  Some of it was still on fire.

"What a fight!" Celestrico gushed.  "To come back like that when all seemed lost... you're the champion that can go all the way.  I'm sure of it."

Ken was still holding his sword in his left hand.  The blade was drenched in red blood.

"What happened?" he asked.

"What happened?  You mean you don't remember?"

Ken smiled apologetically and shook his head.

"I remember going inside... talking to Sulpa... going upstairs with her...  Fuck, did I really fuck her?"

"That was a little foolish," Celestrico said.  "I know I told you to pretend to be one of her victims to get close to her, but actually having sex with her was way closer than you needed to be.  That was too risky.  Most men are lost the moment they put their dick in a succubus's pussy."

Ken thought he had been lost.  The last he remembered was a fade to black that felt disturbingly close to death.

"Not you though," Celestrico continued.  "You found a hero's strength lying within you.  You broke her enchantment, cast her off and then fought and defeated her.  It was marvellous to watch."

"I don't remember any of it," Ken said.

"That's weird," Celestrico said.  She put a finger to her lips and frowned thoughtfully.  "I wonder if this is a side effect of passing through the Arch of Lee-fee.  It might still be interfering with your memory."

"Sulpa said it was you messing with my head," Ken said.

Celestrico rolled her eyes.  "Pulease.  You're going to believe the word of a skank succubus that just tried to suck your brains out through your cock over me, your faithful guide on this difficult and extremely arduous quest?"

There was a slightly awkward pause.

"Don't tell me that's the reason you let her fuck you."

There was an even more awkward pause.

Celestrico sighed and shook her head.

"No, it's my fault," she said.  "It's the risk of going with Sulpa first.  She's the weakest of the thirteen, but she can be very persuasive if given the chance to talk, especially when she jiggles those big slutty titties of hers and men start listening with their second head between their legs.  I should have anticipated you'd be vulnerable to that, given that you've just passed through the arch and your head is still messed up."

Celestrico lowered her head in contemplative thought.

"I could have started with one of the others," she said, "but most heroes just don't have the stats to take them on at the start.  Hmm, things to consider for next time."

"Wait, next time?" Ken said.

"Yes, for the next champion to come through the arch."

"I thought you said I was the one that was going all the way."

"Yes, you are.  But that doesn't mean I shouldn't have some contingency plans in place.  Just in case."

"Thanks for the vote of confidence," Ken said.

"Stop whining," Celestrico said.  "It's very unbecoming for a holy champion."

Ken shook his head in exasperation.  He looked around at the devastation someone—him, apparently—had carried out on the bordello.

"So I really am some kind of powerful demon-slaying hero?" he asked.

"Better than that," Celestrico said with a smile that showed off the delicate points of her fangs.  "You're a level two powerful demon-slaying hero.  Ding!"

What was it with the videogame terminology? Ken thought.  Sighing, he followed her down the road away from the burning bordello.

"And thus did the mighty hero, Kenny, begin his epic quest to end the reign of the demon queen by defeating the sinful and thoroughly skanky succubus, Sulpa," Celestrico said.

"It's Ken," Ken corrected.  "Ken not Kenny.  I don't like Kenny."

Celestrico gave no indication she'd heard him.

Ken glanced back at the burning building.  That was him, apparently.  Which was kind of awesome.

Sex with Sulpa had also been kind of awesome, at least at the start.  Shame he'd had to kill her.

A weird thing happened as he turned his head back.  For a brief moment, when the bordello was in the corner of his eye, the smoke and all the damage appeared to vanish.  The building reverted to its original undamaged state.

Only for a moment.

When Ken turned back to look at the bordello directly he saw fires were still raging on the upper floor, sending a thick black pall of smoke up into the sky.

He must have imagined it, he decided.  He turned back and followed Celestrico down the road.

"That's Sulpa down," Celestrico said as the burning ruins of the bordello faded into the distance.  "Next we take on Asphya."


Questions... questions...

Wednesday, June 03, 2015

Okasare Kenny 1-8: Sulpa

So who's messing with poor Kenny's head more - Celestrico or Sulpa?  Time for the last part of Chapter 1.


1-8: Sulpa

"So this is your kinky speciality?" he said.  "A sex game where you use your succubus powers to subdue your client and pretend to drain their life.  Right?"

He said it more in hope than anything.  He didn't have anything else—Sulpa's vagina had rendered him completely helpless beneath her.

Sulpa's eyes twinkled mischievously.  She caressed his cheek.  "No.  This is not pretend.  My demon pussy really is going to suck out all your life."

So much for that then.

"Whatever happened to good business sense?" he asked.

Sulpa smiled.  "There are always more foolhardy adventurers."

And so much for sensible logic.

Sulpa inhaled.  Her vagina inhaled.  It didn't matter Ken had come only moments before.  His cock was rock-hard within her snug sheath and his arousal was being tugged higher and higher.

"There was one thing I didn't lie about," Sulpa said.  "The feeding process is extremely pleasurable for my victims."

She inhaled again and the fleshy walls of her vagina pulsed and fluttered around his erection.  It felt like many dextrous fingers stroking up and down his shaft.

"If my clients could come back, I'm sure they would," Sulpa said.

She clutched her big boobs and moaned in pleasure as she rode Ken's squirming form.  Within her pussy the membrane wrapped around Ken's glans pulsed like the bell of a jellyfish.

"Mmm, yes," Sulpa sighed.  "I promised you big, fat, juicy orgasms."

The stretchy membrane at the back of her vagina stretched taut across the swollen tip of his cock.  Her whole body inhaled.

Ken grunted and shuddered as she sucked one of those big, fat, juicy orgasms out of him.  He spurted another massive load of cum into the tight clasp of her pussy.  Again that membrane greedily drank up every drop of his issue.  The nimbus around Sulpa's horns changed to a soft white glow.  As Ken bucked and pumped his semen up into her, the veins inside her translucent horns throbbed white.

"So nice," Sulpa murmured.

She hadn't lied about it being pleasurable.  Ken felt satisfied like he'd never before been satisfied—either through great sex or epic porn-fuelled masturbation sessions.

"There's no need to be afraid," Sulpa said.  "This is what it feels like—one big, fat, juicy orgasm after another."

Ken disagreed.  There was plenty of need to be afraid when it was his life slowly being drained away.

Sulpa's soft pussy throbbed and squeezed.  The whole of Ken's still-hard erection felt warm and pleasantly tingly.  Another flex, another suck, and Ken was coming again.  His thoughts were whited out by the pleasurable throbs of ejaculation as he released his semen—and more of his life—deep inside her.

Sulpa cooed with pleasure.  She pursed her fulsome lips and exhaled a little plume of white smoke.  Her horns had filled with so much white they were opaque and milky-white in colour.

"Mmm.  One big, fat, juicy orgasm after another," she sighed.  Her eyes were also filling up—becoming cloudy-white in colour.

Her pussy flexed... squeezed.  Another orgasm erupted from Ken.  It felt like it had been dragged up from his toes.

Fuck, this was happening.  Really happening.  He was going to die here.  That couldn't be right.  Wasn't he supposed to be the chosen hero?  He couldn't fall to the first boss like this.

Sulpa fell forward on top of him.  Her body covered Ken like a warm blanket.  She wrapped her arms around him and her lips found his.  She lost him in another dreamy kiss.  The cushioned walls of her vagina continued to throb around his over-sensitised cock.  Slow this time.  Slow and sensuous.  When the orgasm came it bubbled up out of him like gas escaping a deep ocean vent.  When it burst on the surface, pleasure washed all through his body.  Washed everything else away.

Another bubble welled up.  And another.  And another.

Ken was lost in a dreamlike cocoon of bliss.  Uncomfortable niggling sensations of his skin starting to pull tight against his bones and his internal organs beginning to crinkle up couldn't penetrate.  There was only Sulpa and her warm body on top of his, her soft lips against his, her softer vagina gently sucking on his erection...

Another big bubble welled up and burst with a blissful plop.

Mercifully, Ken had already drifted away into pleasant oblivion when his organs started to fail.


Goddammit Horror-Head!  I leave you alone for five minutes and you go and off my protagonist.  This is supposed to be a full novel, not one of my short stories.  We do not let our sexy succubi eat the main guy in a full novel.  That's just... grrr!

Oh well, next up: Okasare Kenny Someone Else: Asphya

Tuesday, June 02, 2015

Okasare Kenny 1-7: Sulpa

Welcome to Okasare Kenny, one author's foolhardy attempt to live-write a novel and post it on his blog, daily (sort of).  The first part can be found here.  Last up our hero found himself in a very precarious (but sexy) predicament.


1-7: Sulpa

"You shouldn't believe what a succubus tells you," Sulpa said.  "We're delightfully deceitful creatures."

Ken's surprise at this sudden turn of events was overtaken by a more pressing biological function.  Sulpa's pussy throbbed around his cock and his arousal—already hovering just below the brink—finally bubbled over.  Ken grunted and his body bucked involuntarily as a powerful orgasm surged through him.  Sulpa rode his body like a wave.  Her vagina remained as tight a hold on his erection as a vacuum tube.  Ken's cock swelled within the cushioned grip of her pussy and deposited a massive load of semen into her smothering flesh.

"Mmm, delicious," Sulpa sighed.

Whatever membrane enfolded the tip of her cock greedily absorbed his cum right down to the last drop.

It absorbed something else as well.

Was absorbing.

It had come out with his ejaculation and continued to flow out of his penis like air from a punctured balloon.  Ken felt like he was deflating in the same way.

"Can you feel my delectable little pussy draining all your strength," Sulpa teased.

The soft fleshy walls of her vagina squeezed and throbbed around him.  The sinfully slippery membrane at the end continued to draw his strength out through his cock.  Her translucent horns were picked out in the darkness with a faint red nimbus.  The same red glow travelled up inside them in pulsing veins.

Ken realised too late what Celestrico had meant when she'd told him it wasn't Sulpa's normal mouth he should fear.

What insanity had possessed him to make him think going to bed with Sulpa was a good idea?  His head was still fogged with it even now.  At the back of his mind a soothing voice kept telling him to ignore what was happening, to not worry, to lie back and enjoy it.

He had to shake it off.

Sulpa's soft pussy clenched tighter around him and she moaned in pleasure as Ken weakened beneath her.

Had to shake her off.

At least she hadn't vamped up or hulked out into a more monstrous form.  She was still just a slip of a whore with big boobs.  All he had to do was throw her off.  Lift up his body and...

...he couldn't.  It felt like his upper body had doubled in weight and kept growing heavier.

He tried to buck her off, to put up his arms and shove her off.  Sulpa smiled at his feeble efforts.  She rode him like a broken horse.  All the time her vagina kept a deathgrip on his cock and continued to suck.

"Mmm, I'm sucking all the fight right out of you," Sulpa sighed.  "Soon you won't be able to resist at all."

Ken glimpsed his sword lying over on the edge of the bed where he'd discarded it.  If only he could reach it...

No.

Too far.

He reached for the sword, his palm open as if straining to will it—Jedi-style—into his hand.  Celestrico said he had hidden powers.  He could hope.  Right?

Sulpa noticed.  "I think we'll take any magic power, just in case.  I don't want any surprises."

Her vagina gave a strange shudder and squirmed against his trapped cock.  Ken felt an even stranger feeling inside him.  It tumbled up his shaft and was released as a little puff inside her.

The nimbus around her horns changed to blue.  It was not there very long.  Sulpa's eyes widened in surprise.

"Oh.  That’s not much," she said.  "I expected more from a champion."

She placed a hand on his chest and let her fingers twirl through his hairs.

"If I'd known you were this weak I'd have saved us a lot of time and simply charmed you into submission downstairs.  I suppose it makes for a more interesting game this way."

Ken's body felt like it had been replaced with sacks of wet sand.  He couldn't even lift his head up off the mattress.

"So this is your kinky speciality?" he said.  "A sex game where you use your succubus powers to subdue your client and pretend to drain their life.  Right?"

He said it more in hope than anything.  He didn't have anything else—Sulpa's vagina had rendered him completely helpless beneath her.

Sulpa's eyes twinkled mischievously.


Phew, that's a relief.  It was looking like this was going to be a very short novel at one point.  To be continued...

Monday, June 01, 2015

Okasare Kenny 1-6: Sulpa

Back to daily and also back with the explicit descriptions of succubus fucking.  Usual warnings apply.


1-6: Sulpa

"Let's fuck," she whispered.

Ken smiled and nodded.  That sounded like the most splendid idea of all.

Sulpa sat up and straddled him.  She reached under her to grab his cock and position it between her legs.  She stared at Ken as the pliable folds of her vagina parted around the swollen tip of Ken's erection and she slowly eased herself down around him.   He felt her moist heat brush down his shaft and the soft flesh gently squeeze him.

Yes, totally splendid, Ken thought.

Sulpa positioned herself to get comfortable and then her hips started to smoothly move up and down as she commenced fucking.  He watched his penis slide in and out of her pussy as she rose up and down on top of him.  He revelled in the sensation of her silken vagina enveloping his manhood and brushing up and down the shaft.  She was tight and extremely wet.  Her fluid movements generated just enough friction to build an erotic charge in Ken's loins.

And suction.  He felt it pull on him with each of her upstrokes.  It was as if her vagina couldn't bear to let even a millimetre of his manhood escape her.

"Mmm, yes," Sulpa sighed.

Ken moaned with her.

The mattress was soft and deep enough for both of their bodies to sink into it, but also had enough spring to aid the motions of their fucking.  Ken tensed his thighs and buttocks and thrust back, lifting her up and driving his cock deeper into the warm interior of her vagina.

Sulpa pinned him to the bed and speeded up to a faster rhythm.  Up, down, her body crashed into his and sent ripples of pleasure through his flesh.

"Oh, that feels so good," Ken sighed.

He understood why her clients came all the way out here.  And if that had been his original intention, past-Ken was a smart chappie.

Sulpa's pendulous breasts swung back and forth with her movements.  Little dewdrops of perspiration blossomed on her smooth, dusky skin.  With each stroke her sensual lips bunched up in a lush pout and she exhaled a fervid sigh.  Throughout it all her intense dark eyes remained fixed on his.

Whatever past-Ken had been, he'd picked up some experience in the bedroom.  Current-Ken was grateful he'd been bequeathed some staying power.  Sulpa was so hot, her pussy so tight, her movements so skilled it was taking all of his will to keep from coming too soon.

It helped that Sulpa was helping him.  Every time Ken thought he couldn't hold it in any longer she changed pace and rhythm.  Each change was like a short breather.  It brought him back from the brink, but only temporarily as Sulpa started up again and lifted his arousal even higher.  He stopped trying to thrust up with her.  Instead he lay back and luxuriated in the motions of her body.  She had the experience and what she was doing—all her little hip wiggles and changes of angle—felt incredible.

He smiled up at her and told her so, "You're incredible."

Sulpa rose up almost all the way off him.  Then she came down in one smooth motion that gobbled up the whole length of his shaft.  His swollen tip encountered a squishy obstruction at the back of her vagina.  Her body bore down on him and pushed the tip of his cock through the fleshy aperture and into a chamber filled with warm viscous fluid.

"Mmm.  Got you."  Sulpa smiled down at him.

She clenched.  Her pussy contracted around his cock and gripped it like a soft, fleshy vice.  The strange chamber at the end of her pussy wrapped tightly around the whole of Ken's bulbous glans, tight enough it was almost as though the two organs had merged into one.  He felt an odd sensation—like her vagina was not just sucking on his cock but the whole of his body.

"You shouldn't believe what a succubus tells you," Sulpa said.  "We're delightfully deceitful creatures."


to be continued...

Sunday, May 31, 2015

Okasare Kenny 1-5: Sulpa

The posting schedule is still a little erratic, but I'm trying to get on top of it.  Also, Sulpa has finally grown tired of playing with her food, so the usual NSFW and Don't-be-here-if-you're-younger-than-18 warnings apply.


1-5: Sulpa

"Wait!  Did you just say you were a succubus?  As in sex demon vampire thing succubus?"

"Yes," Sulpa said.  "Isn't it obvious?"

She pointed to the horns on top of her head.  She partially extended her gossamer bat wings.  She even grabbed her tail and waggled the tip in Ken's direction."

"Those are real?"

"Yes," Sulpa said.  "What did you think they were?"

"I thought I was seeing things," Ken said.  "Because of what Celestrico did to me."

Assuming Celestrico had done anything to him.  He had made an accord with his brain that he was going to treat everything that looked obviously weird as not there until his head cleared up.  That had fallen down around his feet.

"So this—all I'm seeing—is real?"

"Yes," Sulpa answered.  She seemed both bemused and amused.

Ken sprang backwards and reached for the sword at his belt.  His feet tangled in a cushion on the floor and he lost balance, nearly tipping over.

Sulpa arched an eyebrow.  "What are you doing?"

"You're a succubus—a sex demon vampire thing."

"Yes."

"You're going to suck all my energy out."

Ken managed to unsheathe his sword and waved it defensively in front of him.  Celestrico was right.  Fuck, she was right.

Sulpa didn't vamp out and attempt to fang him in the throat.  She watched his antics with puzzled amusement.

"Succubi do absorb some of their partner's energies during sexual intercourse, but we don't have to take it all," she said.  "And it wouldn't be good business in my line of work.  If I ate my clients I'd quickly run out of clients."

The tip of Ken's sword wavered but didn't drop.

"You look a little on-edge," Sulpa said.  "Why don't I leave you alone to rest and get your head back in order.  We can always have a good long fuck in the morning when you're feeling better."

"So you're just a prostitute that also happens to be a succubus?" Ken asked.

"It's a good arrangement," Sulpa said with a sultry smile.  "My food comes to me and pays for the pleasure of being fed upon."

Ken felt like an idiot.  Again.

She wasn't going to attack him.  She was just a pretty little hooker.

A pretty little hooker with wings and horns, but still a pretty little hooker.

He lowered his sword.

"My head is completely fucked up," he said.  "I keep seeing images of another world, one where everything's more advanced and there's no magic or demons.  It feels so real as well.  Like I'm from there originally.  Is that possible?"

"Celestrico really scrambled your brains," Sulpa said sympathetically.

"I just can't remember," he snarled in frustration.

Sulpa glided up to him.  Her warm hands slipped beneath his tunic and caressed his chest.

"You've had a rough day," she cooed.  "Let the soft touch of a woman soothe you."

She pressed her body against his.  Her perfume—spicy and exotic—bloomed around him in a cloud.

"A nice relaxing fuck with a mistress of pleasure is exactly what you need," Sulpa breathed in his ear.

That sounded like a bloody good idea to Ken.

But...

"This feeding, does it hurt?"

Amusement glimmered in Sulpa's dark eyes.  "It's extremely pleasurable," she said.  "My clients wouldn't be so eager to come back if it wasn't."

She tilted her fulsome lips up to his ear.

"I suck big, fat, juicy orgasms out of their cocks until they're writhing helplessly with pleasure."

Ken's heart fluttered before finding a new, faster pace.  Blood surged to his crotch.

"And if you don't believe me...  You're bigger than me.  Stronger.  More muscular."

Her lithe body squirmed in his arms.  Her hands found and gently squeezed his biceps.

"I'm sure a big strong hero like you would have no problems throwing a tiny little whore like me off you if you thought she'd drank enough."

Yes, that was right.  He could always stop her if it started to look dangerous.

He let her help him undo his belt and then remove his silly swords'n'sandal-wear.  Her hands and soft lips roamed all over his exposed flesh.  She pressed closer and he felt the little nubs of her nipples rub against his chest.  They left little streamers of pleasure in their wake.  Her lips wrapped around his nipple and he felt a blissful jolt as her lapping tongue tickled it.  Her hand found his erection and gently slithered up and down the shaft.

She looked up at him with dark, hungry eyes.  "Let's go to bed."

That also sounded like a really splendid idea.

He let her manoeuvre him around towards the bed.  The back of his legs came up against the mattress and he let himself fall backwards into its soft clasp.

And it was soft.  Soft and extremely comfortable.  He slithered further back until his whole body rested in the centre of the massive bed.  Sulpa came with him, on top and raining soft kisses down on him all the way.  Her hand continued to gently stroke his erection.

Her lips moved up his body until they finally found his mouth.  She lay on top of him and they shared a dreamy kiss.

Dimly, Ken realised his left hand was still wrapped around something.  He let go of it so he could put his arms around Sulpa and lose himself totally in the kiss.

She broke it off and what seemed a blissful eternity.  She stared down at him with her big, dark eyes.  They were like whirlpools.  They pulled him in and drowned him.

"Let's fuck," she whispered.


And let's pause it there because I am evil personified.  This time it will definitely continue tomorrow as I got carried away and wrote so much for part 1-5 I ended up splitting it into two parts.