Possessed by the Succubus

Zellienne

It's been weeks since I last fed. I'm starving. I can feel my magic becoming less potent with each passing day I'm here on Earth. In Hell, I have all the power I need.

I can move between planes, searching for horny men to fuck and drain of their cum. That's where I get my powers. Cum. I know, it's a little strange. But I do love my job. Being a succubus isn't for everyone.

Well, it's at least easier on my home turf. But ever since I was banished after the "incident" I've been roaming the rock you may call Earth aimlessly trying to find a way back. I guess that's what I get for screwing a Prince of Hell behind his wife's back.

In case you're wondering, the punishment was worth it. I had to find out if the legends of Xinel's cock were true and boy did I. I couldn't walk right for a week.

Now, I'm roaming the sidewalk of some suburban neighborhood, using my fading abilities to empower myself.

The problem with screwing on earth is that I have to possess someone first. My body isn't corporeal here. Sure, I can turn someone on with a mere thought and give them the best wet dream of their life, but I can't actually take the cum that way.

And it takes a lot of energy to possess someone. It's not as easy as the movies make it seem. I can't just walk into a body and make it fuck someone. There has to be some logic behind it. I can't just turn into a hot girl and knock on the first door of a man I find. He'll never believe it, he'll think something is up. It has to make sense for the man to fuck me.

It takes roaming around for two hours before I sense something. Intense sexual energy and desire. And I mean it's powerful. This lust is crazy intense. This man wants someone more than I've felt in a long time.

I make my way toward it, narrowing the location down to a house, then a room, then a person. I smile when I see the sight before me.

A man, middle aged and in okay shape, standing in a doorway with his cock in his hand. He's watching someone sleep and jerking off. It only takes a brief glimpse in his mind to learn everything I need to know.

He's been married for two years. The room he's standing in front of now is his 18-year-old step daughter's. I move closer, taking a look to see that she's sleeping in some tiny little pajamas, no doubt trying to stay cool on this hot day.

This man, Danny, is filthy, too. The thoughts in his head fill me with a lot of excitement. The things he wants to do to her will give me plenty of power. I can feel how potent his cum would be, just because of his lust for her.

I have to have this one. And I need to make it last a while. Stock up on cum, if you will. And I have just the idea about how to do it...

Danny

Fuck me. I swear Dahlia only wears these outfits to bed because she knows I'm here. She must know, right? I've been doing this every day for months. I'm sure I haven't cleaned up all of my cum, I'm sure I've had to have made noises.

Dahlia knows I'm here and she likes it. She wants me to pleasure myself to the sight of her tight body.

The first time I did this I hoped she'd wear a lace thong or something like that. But she's too good. Aside from this, she's almost always covered modestly. Well, I do have one picture of her in that white sundress... I've came to that photo more times than I can count.

Right now, I just focus on her chest rising and falling as I grip my cock and feel the pleasure building. Melissa is great, but something about Dahlia just has me hooked on her. I can't stop thinking about her lately. Ever since I saw those graduation photos she took in that white dress I've felt this magnetic pull to her. I just need to know what she feels like, tastes like...

I haven't been able to look at her the same way ever since. Whenever she's in her school uniform, my mind wanders, when she's in jeans my eyes roam to her heart shaped ass. I can't get enough of her.

A noise in the living room catches my attention and I look away from Dahlia.

What the hell could that be?

I tuck my cock away and slowly walk away from my stepdaughter's room to investigate. There's nothing here.

My hard on is fading and I need to go back to watch Dahlia sleep while I cum, but then movement in the corner of my eyes stops me.

I turn, my heart beating faster. "Who's there?"

More movement on my left, then on my right. My breath hitches as I turn around and see a woman behind me. I squint my eyes through the darkness in confusion because I can't be seeing this right. She looks like a woman, but she's most definitely not human. She has red skin, glowing red eyes, and a tail with a sharp triangle at the end of it wiggling around behind her.

"Who am I?" she asks, taking a step toward me. I back away and before I know it, she's sweeping a chair under my legs and I'm fully sitting down, stunned by her. "I'm Zellienne and I can make all of your dreams come true, Danny."

"H--how do you know my name?"

"The same way I know you've spent every night this week standing by Dahlia's room and imagining her guzzling your cum," she says with a gentle laugh. "I'm magic."

I sit in silence, knowing this has to be a dream. Soon enough, my alarm will buzz and Melissa will groan as she tells me to turn it off.

"This isn't a dream either." She smiles, raising an eyebrow as if she just read my mind again.

"Then what the hell is it?"

She moves closer, kneeling down in front of me. She rests her hands on my thighs, but I don't feel a thing. She bites her lip, pointing to my cock with a coy smile.

"I know what you want and I can make that happen for you. I can give you Dahlia, you can fuck her, come all over her tits, have her--"

"I don't know what the hell you're talking about!" I say in a whispered shout. Of course, she's right. For months all I've been thinking about is how badly I want to make Dahlia my little cum slut, but it's nothing more than a private thought.

Dahlia is a good girl. She's never even dated a guy, much less had someone throat fuck her. My desires are just that. Desires. I know they're wrong to have, but I can't help myself. I sure as hell can't act on it right now.

I swear, I'm not touching anything when my pants unzip and my hard cock springs free. She sucks her teeth and shrugs her shoulders. "I saw what you were doing by her door. This didn't just happen out of nowhere, did it?"

I hurry to cover myself back up, knowing that being out here talking might alert someone else in the house.

"You need to leave. You are severely misguided right now. Dahlia is like a daughter to me, I would never do anything like that in reality. Plus, I'm happily married."

"Do a lot of happily married human men stand outside of their step daughter's bedrooms and masturbate at night? Besides, Melissa doesn't need to know anything about this. Dahlia doesn't have to know either."

It feels like my heart comes to a standstill. What does she mean? And why is it somehow lowering my resolve to get this crazed woman out of my house?

"You are a dirty boy," Zellienne purrs. "You just have to agree to do me a favor, and I will make sure every desire you have for your innocent little stepdaughter comes true."

I stare at her, not knowing what to say. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't tempted. Dahlia is stunning. She's petite with curly red hair, and a face that was meant to break hearts. On top of that, her body is tight and toned from years of playing volleyball. She's got perky tits that I've been dying to get a look at, and her ass is a revelation.

Zellienne smiles at me, clearly understanding where my mind is already going. I realize she doesn't actually need me to say yes to anything. She already knows where my heart lies.

"You see, I'm what you might call a succubus. My entire life force is powered by sexual energy and I felt you blocks away from here. I know how badly you want her, and I'll give you her. You just have to give me what I need in return."

"And what's that?"

"I'll possess her body and you can have it any way you want, you just have to fuck her raw." Zellienne smirks and raises an eyebrow, biting her lip with an excited glimmer in her eyes. "Which I don't think should be an issue based on how badly you want your cock exploding inside her."

My cock twitches at her words and I sigh. She's saying this just to tempt me and it's working.

But while I've dreamed of cumming inside of Dahlia time and time again, it's not something I can actually do. She's 18 years old, her entire life ahead of her, and I happen to know she's not on any sort of birth control.

"Don't worry, when I'm inside of her, nothing can happen," Zellienne says as she hears my train of thought. "It's entirely risk free. You just have to be willing to take that step and cross the boundary. What do you say, Danny?"

I'm nodding my head, my cock even harder than it was before. I don't even take a moment to think about it before I agree. This is what I've wanted for so long, and the idea of getting to see parts of my innocent little stepdaughter that I haven't seen before turns me on.

"How long will I have her?" I ask, surprising myself.

"I'll be in her body for an entire week. I'll live like her, I'll do everything she normally does. But then whenever you have the urge, you can find her and unload your cum inside her."

"What if I change my mind after you possess her?"

She laughs and shakes her head. "You won't."

She stands up, leaving me in the living room with my cock erect and straining against my pants. I don't know what to do while she's gone. There's a few minutes of silence and I truly feel like I've imagined all of this. Then I see a bright red light coming from Dahlia's room and I know that's not true.

I tiptoe over, standing in the doorway like I was not even 15 minutes before, looking inside as my innocent little stepdaughter is wide awake in bed, looking at her tight body with fascination.

"Oh, she's a good one," Dahlia says. She smiles and sits up, letting her hands roam over all of her curves. "So tight... And she's never even kissed a guy before. You're going to feel incredible splitting her open."

She turns and smiles at me, for the first time I noticed Dahlia's eyes are red just like Zellienne's. She bites her lip as she slowly saunters over, it's hard not to admire the way her body sways.

I'm turned on and the idea of getting to have this body anyway I want makes me hard. But at the same time, I'm looking at my stepdaughter and I don't see Dahlia right now. I don't see the sweet, innocent girl. That was a lot of the appeal I had for her. I wanted to show her what it meant to make love.

This... Succubus has probably had more cocks than people on this planet. She's more experienced than what I wanted Dahlia to be.

"Don't worry. I can act," Dahlia/Zellienne says as she traces a finger across my chest. "Daddy, what are you doing in my room?"

My heart beats faster hearing that voice call me Daddy. In my head, I know that it's not actually Dahlia, but seeing her and hearing it in her own voice ignites a fire inside of me. She's never called me Daddy, why would she? But this only reinforces my desire right now.

"I thought I heard a noise, honey," I say, playing along. Might take some getting used to, but I feel as though I can adjust.

"A noise? Is everything okay?" She asks with a hint of fear in her voice. She moves closer to me, quivering in my arms.

"It'll be fine. Just go back to bed," I say, taking a step into the room and closing the door behind me.

"But I'm scared. Will you stay here for a while with me?" Dahlia asks and I nod my head.

She smiles and makes her way back to the bed, climbing under the covers before padding the corner of it to silently indicate that I should sit down. I do, my entire body is stiff.

This seemed like a good idea 5 minutes ago, but now that I'm here, now that my step daughter's body is possessed by a cum hungry succubus, I don't know what to do. There is a boundary here I'm about to cross that I'll never be able to undo. Plus, will I be able to only do this one time?

"Won't you get under the covers with me?" Dahlia asks, pushing them aside. I got a good look at her tight body as she stretches out, laying back. Of course, she's not wearing a bra and the pajama t-shirt she's wearing is just enough for me to see her nipples. I'm sure the succubus did that on purpose.

I climb in bed beside Dalia and lay flat on my back. As much as I want to roll over and wrap my arms around her, grinding my cock against her firm ass, I'm afraid to make the first move.

But luckily for me, I don't have to. Dahlia rolls over, draping an arm and a leg over me to spoon. I feel her tight body firm against me, her nipples bare against my arm. Once again, without even touching my pants, my zipper comes undone and my cock breaks free.

Dahlia gasps and sits up, looking at my cock making a tent in the blankets. "Daddy? What's going on?"

Dahlia looks at me with her eyebrows wrinkled, like she doesn't understand what she sees before her. Her hand moves to the top of the covers, lifting it up so she can take a peek under. When she looks back at me, I see blush on her cheeks.

"Daddy... you're... turned on?" she asks, biting her lip nervously.

She sits up and turns away from me as if she's shy. Honestly, I have to give the succubus props because that's what I feel like Dahlia would do in this situation.

"This is natural, baby," I say, turning her toward me to face me. "You're a beautiful woman and what you're wearing is a little too revealing. It's just a natural reaction."

She looks between me and my massive erection, biting her lower lip as she pushes the covers aside entirely. There I am, completely revealed in my step daughter's room, her body only inches away from my hard cock.

"I've never seen one before," Dahlia says, staring at my groin almost reverently. "I've always been a little curious..."

"You can touch it if you want," I say, sitting up right while I watch her. She looks at me with hesitation in her eyes, but she just knows her head, reaching her little hand out to wrap it around my massive cock.

I close my eyes and savor the feeling of my step daughter's hand on my dick. I've thought about this, and much more with her, more times than I can count. But actually sitting here with her hand wrapping around my cock, and gently squeezing it while pre-cum oozes from the tip is something else entirely.

My mind starts to wander to all of the other things I can do with her right now. If I want to, and there's a part of me that really wants to, I can just put this whole charade aside and bend her over and fuck her. But I can't.

Even having her hand on my dick like this makes me feel incredibly guilty.

I push her hand aside and stand up, clearing my throat as I cover my cock with my pants again.

"I'm sorry. I can't do this," I say before bolting out of the room.

I almost expect Zellienne to follow me out, but she doesn't.

***

I didn't sleep at all last night, but at least it's Saturday and I don't have to go to work. Melissa left the house a few hours ago for her Saturday morning audiobook walk with a group of ladies from the local library.

Dahlia is still in her room and I don't know what I'm going to do. There's a part of me that thinks what happened last night was a dream. I know it's silly to think that after everything that happened, but it's what I'm hoping for.

I'm hoping my stepdaughter will walk out of her room not knowing about anything that happened last night, being perfectly herself.

My phone vibrates in my pocket and I see that I have a text message from Dahlia. I'm afraid to check it, but I know that I have to. As soon as I open it, I wish I hadn't. It's only going to make this whole thing more difficult. It's a picture of her in sexy lingerie lying in bed with a message that says "won't you cum join me?"

She immediately replies back saying that she sent that to the wrong person. My heart drops. Is this some kind of Ploy the succubus is getting it to tease me, or was this actually supposed to go to a different person?

I don't waste a moment thinking about it and I go to Dahlia's room, opening the door to see her sitting there in the same lingerie with the sheets wrapped around her legs. She bites her lip and smiles, sitting up on her knees and beckoning for me to come closer.

"Who else would you have sent that to?" I don't wait for her to answer before I grab Dahlia's phone and unlock it. Dating apps. She has just about every single dating app you can think of downloaded with seductive pictures she must have taken of Dahlia last night. Just dozens of chats open with guys, Snapchats full of pictures of hard cocks. "What the hell are you doing?"

"You pussied out on me last night. I told you that I need sexual energy, and if you are not going to give it to me I have to get it from somewhere else," Zellienne says matter of fact.

"No. You can't parade her around town and just let anybody fuck her. That's not what we agreed to."

"We agreed to you cumming inside of her. Something I think you decided you didn't want to do. If I can't get it from you, I have to get it," Zellienne says. She smirks at me and leans back in the bed. "It's up to you now. You can either drop your pants and let me suck you off, or I can go let some other man pop her cherry. And that's something you wanted to do so badly, too."

This can't be happening. What could have been a dream come true has swiftly turned into a nightmare and I don't know what I'm going to do. I never should have agreed to this to begin with. But I sure as hell didn't agree to Dahlia getting fucked by strangers.

I guess, in a way, it would be better with someone she knows.

"Great. We're on the same page. Now unzip your pants," Zellienne says, sitting up with a smile.

She tosses the covers aside and I get to see Dahlia's body in this lingerie without anything obscuring it for the first time. My cock is immediately hard and I do as she says.

If I'm going to do this, I need it to be on my terms in some regard. She promised me I could have everything I ever wanted, and I want Dahlia how I have always imagined.

"Come here," I say as I pull my cock out of my pants, gesturing for her to get on her knees in front of me. "Be a good girl and suck Daddy's cock."

Dahlia does what I say, getting on her knees in front of me, wrapping her hands around my cock and gently pumping it while she stares up at me with apprehension in her eyes. Zellienne Patches on quickly, so she knows exactly what it is I'm looking for. "It won't fit in my mouth, daddy."

"Then lick it." I run my fingers through Dahlia's curly red hair and pull her face closer to my hard cock. She gasps as it hits her in the face, but she does As Told and starts licking my cock.

I'm in heaven. It doesn't take long for me to forget about the succubus and find myself really living in the moment. I'm in my step daughter's bedroom, her on her knees in front of me while she slathers my cock in her spit.

Looking down at her, all I see is Dahlia. I don't see the inhuman creature that possessed her last night, it's just my sweet little stepdaughter brushing her lips against my throbbing shaft.

"Now wrap your lips around the tip and suck," I say as I part her lips with my finger and shove my cock in her mouth. Her eyes widen as she stretches her jaw to take my thick cock inside.

After a minute of adjusting, she gets into it, bobbing her head as much as she can. She can't take all of me right now, and I understand that.

Her hand wraps around my shaft as she bobs her head up and down my tip, swirling her tongue around it to tease me even more. With every swish of her tongue, my cock twitches. I can feel myself getting closer, and I don't tell her when I am. I know that the succubus is well aware of my cum, and by the sounds of it she wants as much of it as she can take.