I swallowed, my heart pounding. The girls were all giving me hot eyes but were intimidated by my mommy-succubus’s presence. She was exuding anger. The air positively rippled about her as she strode out on her heeled cowgirl boots.
She marched down the hallway, seeming to know where to go. The hallways were empty. Abby fell in on my right side and Linda on my left, her round breasts jiggling. Those nipples were hard and thrusting out.
“Wow, your mom is intense,” whispered Linda. “Does she approve of me being her daughter-in-law? I couldn’t tell?”
“Yes, I approve,” purred my mommy-succubus. “My Master deserves to have all the women he wants. Just so long as he remembers he owns me, and I have needs that come first.” She looked over her shoulder at me. “Right, Master.”
“Yes, Mommy!” I gasped. I was the master, and yet she still ruled my life. My dick throbbed in my pants.
I was a submissive. I might have the power to make any girl into my slut, but they would still rule my life. The women in my harem, my mommy-succubus, even complete strangers would get me to do things, and I would love it.
“This her classroom?” Mommy asked when she reached the door.
“Yes,” I panted.
“Spank my son! Only I discipline my little boy!” She grabbed the doorknob and ripped it open. As she marched into the classroom, her clothes melted from her like shadows. Leathery wings thrust from her back and spread wide. Her demonic tail thrust out from over her rump, thin and swishing, ending at that spade-like paddle. Horns peeked out of her black hair. A black whip spilled from my mother’s hand, the shadowy leather cord spilling on the floor. “You fucking bitch!”
Mrs. Spartan was in the midst of getting her cunt eaten out by Dominique. The Black girl was on her knees, feasting with noisy passion on the naked history professor’s cunt. Izolde, the first girl Mrs. Spartan had claimed, squeaked in fright and nearly fell off the desk that she had been sitting on and masturbating to the lesbian sight.
The history professor had a fit body, her breasts large and quivering. She still had her black hair in a bun. She shoved Dominique, the Black girl falling on her back, her breasts jiggling, her lips smeared with cunt cream.
“How dare you—” my mommy-succubus started to shout as Mrs. Spartan slid off her desk and raised her arms in a strange motion.
A golden bow flashed into appearance in her right hand, her left drawing back the string where a golden arrow now appeared. In a smooth motion, she pulled and released. In two seconds, she had done it and now an arrow hurtled at my mother.
Her whip flicked up. My mommy-succubus caught it and flicked her wrist, throwing the golden dart back at Mrs. Spartan. My teacher stepped to the side, the arrow flashing past her as she drew back her bow again to fire at my mother.
“Shit!” I gasped and pulled Abby and Linda to the ground, struggling to cover the two frightened girls with my body. An arrow soared over our heads and buried into the wall.
Wings flapped. Whip snapped. Arrows hissed from the bow as Mrs. Spartan retreated before my mother. I watched in awe as they moved so fast, their forms blurring from their speed. Dominique and Izolde grabbed each other, hugging tight.
Then my mommy-succubus had closed on Mrs. Spartan. The bow blurred into a golden sword that plunged at my mommy-succubus’s guts. Her right wing flapped hard, spinning her body to the side in a blur of motion. She grabbed the hand, twisted.
The sword flew from Mrs. Spartan’s grip. I had no idea what was going on here. Then my mommy-succubus flipped Mrs. Spartan over. The succubus’s tail grabbed the teacher’s left wrist, gripping it before my mommy dropped to her knees and planted her pussy on Mrs. Spartan’s mouth.
“Fuck her lesbians, Master!” Mommy shouted. She threw a glance over her shoulder at me, her long tongue flicking over her lips. Her breasts heaved, both nipples pierced by black rings. “Go back and forth between them. Do it now!”
“Yes, Mommy!” I gasped and obeyed, scrambling off my two girlfriends.
I rushed into the room to where purple-haired Izolde clutched to Dominique, ivory and ebony bodies pressed tight. I grabbed them and pushed them towards the professor’s desk. They gasped and fell on it, Izolde on top of Dominique, their shaved pussies close together, both dripping with their cream. A mix of aromas filled my nose.
My cock was so hard. My mommy-succubus was smothering Mrs. Spartan in pussy. I didn’t get what the hell was going on, but I was unzipping my pants as Izolde and Dominique clung together, clearly shaken up by what had happened.
I fumbled to unsnap my jeans and then Abby and Linda were on the other side of me. They attacked my fly, undoing the fastener and the zipper. It rasped down. They grabbed my cock, still wet with Linda’s pussy cream, and brought me to Dominique’s pussy.
“Fuck her hard, baby,” Abby moaned.
“Yes, yes, dear, fuck their pussies,” Linda groaned. “Your mom’s a fucking demon.”
“Succubus,” I groaned as the pink tip of my dick rubbed against Dominique’s dark, outer folds. Her inner depths gleamed, the same hue as my dick. “She’s a succubus.”
“Hot!” Abby moaned and squeezed my burning ass. “Fuck those lezzie bitches!”
I thrust my dick into Dominique’s pussy.
As I did, Linda hopped on the table and spread her legs. Abby darted around me and then fell to her knees. She buried her face into Linda’s blonde bush matted with cum. She went to town on her, licking and lapping with passion. With hunger.
I had my cock in Dominique, the brainwashed lesbian. She was as under a spell the same as Abby and Linda. Izolde, too. Dominique gasped, her pussy clenching down on my cock. She moaned as I drew back, her twat feeling amazing.
“Damn,” I groaned. She was my first Black girl, but she felt just as tight and wonderful and juicy as the White ones. What did her skin color matter when her cunt felt amazing. All cunts were amazing.
I pumped away at her, my crotch smacking into Izolde’s butt-cheeks. Her flesh rippled and jiggled. I loved the sight as I plowed into Dominique. I plunged away deep and hard. I fucked with passion, loving every moment of this.
Hot pussy cluing around my cock as I thrust away. It was a wonderful delight. I groaned, pumping away with hard strokes into a juicy cunt. Izolde was squirming now. She was kissing Dominique. In the background, my mommy-succubus moaned and groaned.
“Fuck them both, Master,” she ordered. “Go back and forth. You have to cum in them both.”
“Yes, Mommy,” I groaned.
“Ooh, I love that your a mama’s boy,” Linda purred as I ripped my cock out of Dominique’s cunt. My dick emerged gleaming with streaks of frothy white. I had churned her up. “Fuck Izolde.”
SMACK!
Izolde’s butt-cheek rippled.
I rammed into the purple-haired girl’s cunt. She had been all over me until she had eaten out Mrs. Spartan’s cunt. The married woman had made her into a lesbian and conjured a bow out of thin air. This was insane.
But it was hard to care when I had pussy to fuck. Tight, hot, young pussy. I could tell I wouldn’t breed Izolde or Dominique. They were on birth control. I would just flood them with my cambion cum. Pump them full of spunk.