Alex awoke with the most beautiful woman he had ever encountered draped against him in bed. She was naked, shameless, magically enslaved to him and apparently perfectly happy with it.
Naturally, the first thing he heard when he woke up was a DJ bitching about how much women suck.
"She's not interested in you, she's interested in your wallet!" the radio squawked. "You want action at the end of the night? You gotta pay out. And they dangle that whole marriage thing in front of you like it's the keys to her panties, like you're gonna make love every night 'til you're old and gray, but we all know better, don't we, guys?"
"I really fucking hate this guy," Alex mumbled to the ceiling.
"The lingerie? The slutty behavior in the bedroom? The action?" the DJ continued as Alex's arm fumbled for the radio. "That stuff's all on a clock, gentlemen! And that clock runs out pretty damn fast--!"
Lorelei stirred, cuddling up closer to her young and still very innocent master. "I'll be happy to prove him wrong," she murmured into his ear. "Every day and night of your life."
Alex gulped. He wasn't entirely sure he'd survive even the first time.
"I'm... umm..." He stammered, and shifted a bit to create a little space. "I've got to go to work today," he managed. "Soon."
She raised an eyebrow. "You couldn't call in sick? You had a rough night, master. Alex," she corrected.
"They're gonna be slammed at work today," he shrugged. Alex got up out of bed, fighting the urge not to stare or take advantage of their bond. He turned to his dresser and fumbled for clothes. "Look, I need to figure all this out," he said.
No matter how awkward or lame his dodges were, Alex's resistance continued to astound Lorelei. She didn't let it show. "As you wish," she replied simply.
"Uh... can you stay here?"
"I can. Would you like me to remain concealed here?"
"I would," Alex nodded. "I know it's probably going to be a bit boring, but..." he shrugged.
"I can entertain myself, if you will allow me a bit of trust," she assured him.
He looked at her for a long moment. "Even if I ask you to stay here alone?" he asked warily.
Lorelei gave a nod that was more than a little sultry -- but then, it seemed everything she did was geared toward seduction.
"That is no imposition. However, if you wish me to remain undetected, I should see to that first. I can ensure that my presence is completely obscured from your mother, even while I am before her. I can cause her to ignore me and rationalize anything that would lead her to discover me, so you won't have to worry about covering anything up. And no," she added with rolling eyes, "I will not harm her or do anything to jeopardize her immortal soul."
"Thanks," Alex said. He closed the bathroom door behind him and immediately locked it. Then he promptly discarded his sweat shorts, grabbed his raging hard-on and began fiercely stroking himself.
Lorelei sensed it, feeling an immediate rush of pleasure from Alex's masturbation. The sensation brought a wicked smile to her face. It was the same bond she had with all of her victims. The energy she got from him jerking off was a mere trickle compared to her hunger, and it certainly appeared that there would be no final climax as there was with so many of her other partners... but no matter.
She slipped out of his bedroom and across the hallway to his mother's room. Her door was slightly ajar, and she crept in with absolute silence. Glancing around quickly, she found the woman's diplomas mounted on the wall -- her name was Michelle -- along with several pictures of the blonde mother with her son.
Michelle stood facing an open closet, freshly showered and clad only in panties, a bra and over-the-knee stockings. Lorelei smiled hungrily as she slipped up behind the mother. She felt just enough power returning to have some fun with this.
"Ssshhhhhh," the succubus whispered into Michelle's ear. The forty-year-old woman shivered and her movements slowed as she quickly fell into a daze.
"Michelle," Lorelei hissed. She was so close that she allowed her lips to brush against Michelle's ear. Again, the entranced woman shivered. Her eyelids drooped. Lorelei's fingernails traced lightly up her naked back, giving her chills, and eventually began running through her hair.
"You're a pretty woman, Michelle," Lorelei murmured. "Oh," the other whimpered.
It was true enough. Michelle wouldn't be posing for a modeling job anytime soon, but for her age she remained attractive. She had nice curves, decent breasts and little in the way of flab. She was pretty enough to catch an eye on the street... and just marred enough by age to be self-conscious about it.
"Have you a lover, Michelle?"
"No."
"A shame... You're very pretty," Lorelei hissed. Her left hand continued to stroke the mother's hair. Her right slid around Michelle's belly, which only recently began to sag slightly with age. As her fingers moved, however, Michelle's stomach tightened. "I can make you prettier," she said.
"Mmhh?"
"Much prettier," Lorelei continued. Her fingers continued as well. They traced all along her belly, and then down across Michelle's dampening panties. Lorelei's smile broadened. She could feel the building rush of Alex's self-pleasure across the hall, and it only energized her more.
It was perhaps too much too soon, but Lorelei's own lusts were inflamed. She kissed Michelle's neck. The mother gasped, then moaned at the sucking mouth against her flesh, and the fingers that slid up across her panties again and then down underneath them. Her lips were wet and welcoming.
"Do you like this, Michelle?"
"Yes," she managed, gasping. "Yes." "Do you want more?"
"Yessss."
"I can touch you more if you can make it easier for me."
The blonde whimpered and moaned a bit, reacting in a hazy trance of pleasure to the touch of Lorelei's fingers on her sex, the lips and tongue that continued to brush against her shoulder and neck, and to the other hand that was now encircling her breasts one at a time. Slowly, her hands trembling in surrender to her building need, Michelle slid her fingers up her own legs and her hips. She hooked her fingers over her panties and slipped them down.
"Oh, Michelle," Lorelei said with light, affectionate disapproval, "you should give more attention to your pussy." Michelle let out another whimper, pleading wordlessly for forgiveness. "It's just too bushy down here... you have a pretty blonde pussy. You should take care of it." As she spoke, the succubus explored Michelle's sex with her fingers.
Her prey could only gasp and tremble at the sensations of Lorelei's touch. She was lost in a dream of physical ecstasy.
Conscious thought was difficult beyond her sensual joy and her need for more. Michelle questioned nothing.
Lorelei felt the rush of Alex's masturbation pass. He hadn't climaxed, she knew, and had probably given up in frustration.
That worked to her advantage, she thought with a grin, though it also helped her time her current escapade.
Her index finger slipped up inside Michelle, joined soon after by her middle. Michelle moaned with pleasure as Lorelei slipped the fingers in and out, soon finding the most sensitive point and softly stimulating the blonde to greater arousal.
Michelle gyrated against Lorelei's ministrations, falling completely under her sway. Then the fingers withdrew, sliding across her lips again, and Michelle could only make pleading noises.
"Do you want more?" Lorelei asked wickedly.
"Yes. Please. Please..."
"Promise me." "Mmmhh? What?"
"You have to promise me to keep this our secret," Lorelei said.
"Yes. Yes."
"You must keep it secret from everyone, Michelle. From your friends, from your family... from your son. We must be a secret even from yourself."
"I promise," Michelle whispered. "I promise."
"You have to promise that you will only think of me as fantasy unless I say differently." "I will. I promise. Oh, more, please..."
"So if you see me or hear me, promise me you will understand you are only imagining it... no matter what you see."
"But... now?" Michelle whispered.
"Ssssshhhh," Lorelei breathed. She squatted down, twisting to kneel in front of the enthralled woman. "We have to take this slow. Promise me you'll do as I've said?"
"I promise," Michelle nodded softly, "I promise."
Lorelei's fingers returned inside Michelle, whose panties now hung halfway down her legs and who was barely upright. Her reward lasted for a minute, maybe more, before Lorelei said, "There's more."
"Mnh?"
"Your son."
Michelle's eyes fluttered further open at that, and she almost regained her senses, but then that delicious pressure on her most sensitive spot redoubled. She was lost to it.
"He's always been a good boy," Lorelei smiled.
"He is," Michelle nodded. "So good."
"Only now he's a young man." Michelle just nodded again. "You know that, right?"
"I do. I know."
"You should see him as a man... he's a handsome young man. A sexy young man." Lorelei punctuated it with a soft, darting lick of her tongue against Michelle's very swollen clit. Michelle's body twitched at the sudden rush. She pushed forward, fingers still well at work inside of her, wanting more of everything.
"Alex is a good man," Lorelei repeated, and licked her again. Once again, Michelle twitched. "A good, young man... is thinking about sex, as all young men must. That's good, isn't it, Michelle? Isn't it natural?"
She shook her head softly, a small piece of her knowing something about this was all wrong, but then she nodded. "It's natural."
"And it's been so long for you," Lorelei consoled her softly. "I can tell. So long since you knew a young man saw you and thought of sex."
"No," Michelle moaned.
"Ssshhhh, it's natural, Michelle. It's natural. It's nothing to be ashamed of. Your son is a sexy man... don't you want him to think his mother is pretty?"
A further application of Lorelei's tongue provided a compelling argument. "Yes," Michelle agreed finally.
"Don't you want to be sexy for your son?"
"...yes. Yes."
"I would like that." She licked Michelle's pussy again, this time even more intently. The blonde shook with delight and moaned louder.
"You would?"
"Yesssss," Lorelei hissed, dragging her long, lithe tongue across the length of Michelle's sex. "What pleases him pleases me. Whatever turns him on turns me on."
"Ooooooohhhhh."
"I could make you prettier again, Michelle. Beautiful. Hot like a movie star... hot like a porn star. Does Alex like porn?"
"Mmnh. Yes. He does," Michelle pushed softly against Lorelei's hand again. "He doesn't know that I know, but he does. Oh, yes."
Lorelei heard the shower stop running, and looked up intently at Michelle. "I do, too. Wouldn't that be fun? I could touch you like this more, and you would be so sexy... you could be a porn star for your son. And for me."
Naughty, shameful thoughts of lust flooded Michelle's mind. Along with her abject surrender to Lorelei, Michelle felt a growing desire for her own son. She couldn't deny it, especially not in this hazy state of pleasure. "Yes. Oh, yes, yes," she admitted.
"Sssshhhh," Lorelei said, softly bringing Michelle down from her sexual high. "You have to help me for a moment now."
"Anything."
"I know. You'll like this. Lay down on your bed, Michelle. Just lie down and touch yourself... yes, like that. Doesn't it feel good? Sexy mommy with a sexy pussy," Lorelei winked. Her fingers were withdrawn, and she brought them to her mouth to suck and lick Michelle's juices off. "We're both going to enjoy it more often."
"Are you leaving me?"
"Just for a bit, Michelle. You keep this going," she said, tracing fingers around the crotch that Michelle was now busily attending to. "And remember, I'm just a fantasy. Right? You promised."
"I promise. I promise..."
"Good. I'll come back when Alex is gone to work and finish you, but only if you stay here and keep enjoying yourself. Okay?"
"Okay. Okay."
The nude succubus slipped out of the room, silently closing the door behind her. Seducing Michelle had taken almost all of the mystic power she had recovered, but she hoped it would bring great returns... and at least some of what she had done was just what her master had asked of her. Lorelei returned to Alex's bed, sitting upright facing the door and taking care to brush her hair over her breasts. She folded her hands neatly in her lap and waited.
A minute later, Alex returned from the shower. He was neatly shaved and already wearing a fresh pair of jeans, which did little to conceal his erect cock. "Hi," he managed awkwardly. Lorelei only nodded in response, never taking her eyes off of him. "You're not, um. You know I don't expect you to just sit there all day, right?"
"I know," she said. "I have woven the enchantment over your mother. We need not fear her discovering us."
"Okay," he said. He found a black t-shirt and threw it on. "I'm only supposed to be gone about nine hours. Eight if I skip breaks and stuff."
"Do not feel you have to rush for me," Lorelei said, demurely sitting very still. "I have been alive for centuries. I can wait for a work day, mas -- Alex."
He looked at her for a moment, fumbling to put on his shoes and entirely forgetting to wear socks. "Okay," Alex managed.
"Guess I'm headed out, then."
"Alexander?" she asked. "May I... Alex, you saved me from an awful fate last night. I would have been tormented, humiliated, and who knows what or for how long," Lorelei explained. "You risked your very life. For all you knew, you could have been arrested, or tortured, or killed, or worse... for a couple of strangers. I have rarely even witnessed among others as much kindness as you have shown me, even when you have every reason to think I'm something... foul."
"I don't think you're foul."
"Please," she shook her head. "You risked everything last night for me. And though you didn't know me... I think you knew how dangerous those men were. Didn't you?" He said nothing in response, and she nodded. "I cannot lie to you. I cannot bring you harm. And while our bond means that I must obey you, even so... I sincerely wish to thank you, and reward you as best I can."
Alex watched her and was once again completely at a loss for words.
"May I kiss you?" she asked. Alex hesitated, and she added, "I was made to seduce. It is difficult to control, so if it makes you uncomfortable I ask your forgiveness, but seduction aside... Alex, may I kiss you?"
He all but melted. "Yes," he nodded. For once, he had no difficulty looking only into her eyes as this supernaturally beautiful woman came up to him and slipped her hands around his neck. They both closed their eyes as they kissed, softly at first but then with increasing passion. Alex felt himself losing control. His mind was on overload right along with his body.
She felt so unbelievably good, and tasted so strange yet so intoxicating, and ---
She broke it off gently, looking down and stepping away. "I will await your return, Alex," she said. "You'll have time to think, and then we can talk."
Breathing heavily, wanting nothing more than to continue inhaling that scent and tasting that... whatever it was she tasted like, Alex shook and finally got control of himself. "Okay," he said. "Okay." He turned, stepped out, and almost got to the stairs before returning for his wallet, keys and phone. Their eyes met when he returned, and he very nearly kissed her again before his willpower overcame the urge and he turned to go.
At his mother's bedroom door, he knocked. "Mom? Are you awake?" "I'm getting dressed!"
"Okay, I'm leaving for work, I guess... are you late?"
"Yeah, I've just got a late morning meeting, honey. Go to work! Don't be late yourself!"
"Gotcha. I love you, Mom!"
"Oh, I love you, too!"
Alex nodded, looked one last time at the succubus in his doorway, and headed downstairs and out the door.
Lorelei waited by the window to see him leave on his motorcycle. Then she smiled in satisfaction and returned to Michelle's room. She opened the door to find the mother on her bed, panties discarded and her legs splayed wide open with both hands attending wantonly to her pussy. "That was very good, Michelle," Lorelei said approvingly.
Despite Michelle's seeming coherence a moment ago, she remained completely enthralled and lost in lust. Her pussy quivered with delight as if she had never masturbated before in all her life. She felt like she could go on forever, but what she really wanted was Lorelei's touch. "Please... please."
"Yes, of course, of course," Lorelei cooed. She crept up onto the bed, moving on her hands and knees over Michelle and trailing soft kisses across her chest as she went. "Have you ever been with a woman, Michelle?"
"No," she breathed.
"You have never tasted another woman?" "No."
"Why not?"
"I've never wanted to."
"Oh, I think you've thought about it," Lorelei taunted. "You thought about it with Gina Pirelli back in college, didn't you? You wanted her. I know you did. Don't lie to me, Michelle," she pressed quietly. "I know you. Say it. Tell me why."
Still frigging herself madly, Michelle managed, "I don't want to say."
"I won't be mad. I already know, and I'm still here... just say it. Say it for me, Michelle."
"It's... it's dirty," she admitted.
"You think it's dirty when women make love?"
"Not... I don't hate lesbians. I don't. I just don't... I'm..."
"You grew up in a less understanding time, Michelle," Lorelei said, trailing tiny licks all over Michelle's collarbones and neck and face. "It's understandable. Do you still think it's dirty?"
"No. Yes. I don't know," Michelle whimpered.
"Michelle," Lorelei hissed, "would you like to be dirty with me?"
"Yes. Oh, yes."
Lorelei smiled. She rose up, shifted and brought her cunt right up to Michelle's face. "Taste me," Lorelei offered.
Michelle didn't need much encouragement. She lifted her head up, brushing her mouth across Lorelei's wet lips, and then kissed her. Her first tentative tastes quickly gave way to shameless desire. Lorelei giggled with delight as Michelle ate her out with enthusiasm, even to the point of neglecting herself.
Both hands were soon clutching at the succubus's naked ass as Michelle buried her face in Lorelei's cunt. "Oh, that's so good... that's what I need. You feel so good, Michelle. You're doing sssssooo good."
"Is this okay?" Michelle managed to ask. "I've never tasted... I don't know..."
"Baby, you're doing just fine," Lorelei smiled approvingly. "I'm very easy." She looked down, savoring the pleasure of her newly enthralled lover's kiss. The taste of her pussy could cement her influence over anyone. "Do what you'd want me to do to you," she coached as her fingers ran through Michelle's hair.
Lorelei rode Michelle's attentions for long minutes, enjoying the woman's increasing familiarity. "Ah," she grunted, "yes. Aah. Aaah! Oh, Michelle, you're doing so good... you like being dirty with me?"
"Mmmh-hmm!"
"Will you be dirty for your son?"
"Mmmhhhh."
"You can start slow, it's okay... mmmhhh... Promise... ah... promise me?"
"Mmmhhh... mm-hmm," Michelle agreed.
"Dirty girl... good, dirty mommy... oh... oh!" Lorelei's approving fingers tensed, and she took firm hold of Michelle's hair.
Instinctively, Michelle brought up one hand, working it into Lorelei's pussy. It quickly sent the succubus over the edge.
Lorelei came hard, quivering and spasming in orgasm as juices flowed from her cunt into Michelle's mouth. Just the taste of it and the knowledge that she had pleased her mistress gave Michelle her own small orgasm, not enough to fully satisfy but certainly enough to leave her panting and wanting more.
Lorelei leaned back on her hands, still keeping her cunt where Michelle could lick it without too much trouble. The blonde slavishly kept at it, softer and more longingly now but still very ingratiating. "Mmmmmh," Lorelei groaned. "Verrrry good, Michelle. Would you like me to return the favor?"
"Yes," Michelle nodded.
Smiling, Lorelei twisted over into a sixty-nine with her blonde partner. Michelle couldn't resist the flesh in front of her face, and continued to please it as best she could. The full, indulgent kisses between Michelle's own legs were, however, quite a distraction, and soon Michelle was panting away with lust.
"Michelle... can you afford some new clothes?"
"Yes."
"Even if they're expensive?"
"I can... I can manage... oh!"
"Good girl," Lorelei said between kisses. Once again, her fingers slid inside Michelle and began to work wonders. "You're going to go shopping after work, Michelle."
"Nnnnh! Nnnnh!"
"You'll need new clothes anyway... you'll be a little thinner by the time you get off work. Sexier. You like that?" Her fingers slipped out, but only to use them to keep Michelle's lips apart. Then her tongue moved in, long and firm and pushing in and out.
"Yes! Yes!"
"Good girl. Dirty girl. You need to buy some lingerie, Michelle. Something to make you feel sexy and slutty."
"Ooooooohhhhh."
"Not too trampy... something you'll enjoy, too. Something that makes you feel confident and sexy. And that's all you're going to wear from now on. I want you feeling sexy under your clothes, Michelle. Sexy for Alex and for me. Won't that be nice?"
"Mmmmhhhhhh."
"Good girl. You wanna cum?"
"Please... please..."
"Think about being a dirty mommy, Michelle... think about that, and you'll cum..." With that, Lorelei's tongue tightened up and extended again, long and thick and hard enough to feel like a cock. Then she began relentlessly fucking her defenseless partner with her thick, wet tongue.
Michelle came after only a couple of minutes. Pinned against the bed, she shook with her orgasm and gasped for breath while Lorelei continued fucking her with her inhumanly perfect tongue. All Michelle could do was hold on and deliriously ride it out.
Lorelei decided such a cooperative partner deserved to be mercilessly fucked like this for least another hour.