Last night, I had achieved my dream.
Sort of.
I had summoned my succubus. I had performed the ritual just like it said in the book. I had accessed the Lilith Qlipha while chanting the spell that I had learned from Qabalah, Qliphoth and Goetic Magic. It had worked. I couldn’t believe it when my succubus had appeared. Finally, I would get laid and have dominion over the hottest woman in the world. A supernatural hottie.
Only the succubus who appeared was my mother.
I couldn’t believe it. My mother was a succubus. A being of sex who was more than willing to take my virginity. She didn’t care about the incest. No. She cared. That just made it hotter for her. She had looked a little different in her true form, but there was no doubting it was my mother.
Especially when she made me do my homework before she would have more sex with me. I was her master. I commanded her. Sort of. Maybe it was because she was my mother that I couldn’t fully control her. Perhaps she could defy me because she had raised me or I couldn’t fully dominate her for the same reason.
I didn’t feel like I owned my succubus even though she claimed I did. She even called me “Master.” But did she mean it?
Now my mommy-succubus was driving me to college. She sat next to me looking incredibly hot. I mean, I couldn’t believe the sort of outfit she was in. She had appeared this morning dressed like a schoolgirl. She had on a pleated, tartan skirt and a crisp, white blouse complete with a bow tie. She had done up her black hair into pigtails. She didn’t look young, but she did look hot.
Because it was a slutty schoolgirl outfit. The skirt was so short if she bent over, she would flash her naked ass and shaved pussy (which she kept doing this morning). Her large breasts had no bra on and she had tied off her blouse beneath them instead of buttoning it all the way. They cradled her huge breasts as they bounced and jiggled. Her mature face looked vampish and not innocent, her blue eyes hungry with lust for me.
“Mmm, there you are, Master,” she said, pulling up before the college.
My cheeks burned. If she got out of the car and everyone at my college saw that she was wearing this slutty outfit, I would never hear the end of it. This was so embarrassing. Why did my mother have to be the succubus I summoned. Why couldn’t it have been Tonya or Shelly or Veronica? Hell, even Mrs. Hemlock or Mrs. Spartan. MILFs, yes, but not my mother.
“Mmm, let me just give you a kiss goodbye, Master,” she purred. Then, somehow, she climbed over the center console of the car and straddled my waist. I was shocked by this. Her big boobs were right before my face in the tied-off blouse.
“Mom, wait,” I gasped as students were walking by the car. “You can’t do this here.”
“Of course I can,” she said brightly. “I’m your mother. Your sexy mommy-succubus. It’s only right I kiss my hung son.”
Her hands cupped my face. They were soft and hot as they stroked my cheeks. Her blue eyes sparkled. She kissed me, her tongue thrusting into my mouth. I groaned, my cock throbbing as she ground her pussy on me. She wore no panties. She must be staining the front of my jeans with her pussy juices.
I groaned, unable to help how amazing this kiss was. It was hot. My blood boiled from the intensity of it. Her tongue, which could grow very long and prehensile in her succubus form, played with mine. My hands clenched into fists.
She purred into the kiss.
She savored it, grinding her pussy on my crotch.
I was fully hard now. She had to know it. She had to feel my cock throbbing. She claimed I was bigger than any other guy, even my father. He had summoned her and then grown bored, leaving her pregnant with me which let her stay in this world to raise me.
One day, she would have gone back to the Lilith Qlipha and left me on my own. But now… Now we had a contract so she could stay longer.
She broke the kiss and leaned back. To my shock, her blouse had come unknotted and her large tits had spilled out. They were big, gravity-defying breasts with pink nipples. The black rings that pierced them when she was in her succubus form were missing, but they were just as fat and suckable.
“How?” I asked, her hands still on my face. “Your hands couldn’t have unknotted them.”
“Oh, well, I tied them so it would come undone right now,” she said. “I’ve been a succubus for centuries. I know how to do these things.”
“But why?” I moaned.
“You didn’t think I would send you off to college without giving you one more taste of your mommy-succubus’s pussy?”
My eyes bulged. “Wait, we can’t do it here!”
“Of course we can, Master.” She licked her lips. “Mmm, Henry, do you feel how hard you are. That eighteen-year-old cock is pulsing and throbbing. It’s just begging for me to impale my cunt down your dick so you can enjoy my pussy. A mother knows these things.”
“I’m hard because you’re grinding your cunt on me while kissing me,” I groaned, her hand thrusting down between our bodies.
“Exactly!” She grinned at me, hungry and naughty. “A mother knows. I’m such a good mother, too. Mmm, my big, hung son needs to have his mommy-succubus’s cunt wrapped around his cock. One more cum, and then off to class with you. I timed it.”
“Is that why you made us leave earlier so you could fuck me before the school?”
“You make it sound so sordid,” she said, her hand unsnapping my jeans. “Like it’s wrong for a mother to ride her son’s cock where everyone can see them.”
“Yes!”
She laughed wicked, my zipper rasping down as she reached into my fly and then my underwear to grab my hard cock. “I know! Ooh, it’s going to be kinky. The car’s going to be rocking. They’re going to see me ridding you. But don’t worry, I dressed like a schoolgirl. They’ll think you’re nailing some eighteen-year-old tart and not your mother.”
“Mom! No one could mistake you for eighteen!”
“Now that’s just rude.” She pouted her lips. “I go through all the trouble of dressing like this, and kissing you, and making you hard, so I can ride your cock before class, and then you say I’m ugly.”
“I didn’t say you’re ugly,” I groaned, her hand lifting my cock up. The tip pressed into her pussy. “I said you can’t pass for eighteen. You’re a MILF.”
“A hot MILF?” She rubbed my cock up and down my dick.
“Yes!”
“With big, perfect, mature boobs that you love to stare at?”
“Uh-huh!” I stared at those boobs swaying before me.
“And a gorgeous face that’s too sexy to pass for some innocent coed?”
“Definitely!”
“Ooh, I love you, Master!” She impaled her cunt around my dick and hugged my head to her tits. They engulfed me as her pussy devoured my cock. “You say such sweet things to your mommy-succubus. I’m going to make you cum so hard the entire school knows it.”
“Mom!” I groaned as she bottomed out on me. Every inch of her cunt had swallowed my dick.
There was no stopping her now. She squeezed her pussy about my dick, making me groan. Then she slid up my cock. The heat of her snatch felt amazing. I groaned, my face scrunching up. I quivered, her twat massaging my shaft. My dick twitched and throbbed in her incestuous cunt.