The bus was empty this late at night. And besides, nobody took the bus down this way anyway, he thought. After all, nobody who needs to ride the bus lives in these expensive apartments, besides myself, anyway. Honestly, thank god she’s paying for it and not me.
A lone passenger sat alone in the middle of the bus, staring out through the rain-covered windows at the high-end apartments, which signaled that he was getting close to his destination. The passenger was a bit lanky and had mid-length white hair to go with his grey, glazed-over eyes. His face was slack from boredom, its handsome features twisted into a dopish, blank expression as he gazed outside, face lightly smushed against the glass. It had been a long evening at his internship, a research position at his girlfriend’s parents’ corporation. He had been held much later than usual to try to deal with the growing backlog of blood tests that he’d been assigned to work on this week, to little avail, and now all he wanted to do was get home and crash in his bed for some good sleep and a well-deserved weekend.
The bus finally jerked to a full stop, opening the doors, jolting him forward a little, and waking him from his stupor. The passenger grabbed his work bag from the seat next to him and shuffled into the aisle to get off the bus.
“Later, dude.” he said to the driver. He liked to think that being one of the few passengers ever on this line had built up a bit of a friendship with the bus driver.
“See ya next week, Soma.” the driver said as Soma hopped off the bus. He gave a little grin, the driver hadn’t gotten his name right before, not that it was a particularly difficult one.
Soma walked from the bus stop to his apartment, which he shared with his girlfriend of 5 and a half years, Sophia “Pneuma” Visser. They’d been dating since high school and now that they were nearing the end of college, they’d decided to live together. Sophia had chosen the place; it was far too nice for Soma’s pocket, but she had a seemingly endless supply of money thanks to her parents’ jobs as shared CEOs of a pretty large medical supplier and processing company. The apartment was near their college and a short bus ride away from Soma’s job, so Soma had decided to sell his old car to help pay for college. They may be living together, but she didn’t pay for everything quite yet.
He thought lovingly about her. He had given her the nickname Pneuma as a joke, a little play off of his name, but recently she’d asked him to just call her by her real name. He was a little disappointed that she rejected his special name for her, but he got it, it was a weird name.
He rode the elevator up to his floor and walked down the hallway to their apartment. As he was jangling with his keys, he heard the elevator open up on the other side of the hall.
“That’s a little odd,” he thought, “only a few other people live on this floor. What are the odds that someone else would be coming up this late?”
The thought was quickly pushed from his mind as the lock clicked and the door to the apartment swung open. The apartment was dark, so he reasoned that Sophia must have gone to bed already. As he walked in, he let out a loud yawn and looked over at the clock on the microwave, not noticing the dark figure slip in the door behind him. It was 00:57, much later than when he usually got home. Struggling to keep his eyes open, he walked over to their bedroom, dropped off his bag at the foot of their bed, and fell over, utterly exhausted; he hadn’t even taken off his day clothes. He thought he heard a small laugh coming from the other room, but was too tired to care. He quickly drifted off to a sweet, but short sleep.
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Soma woke up a few hours later to a strange weight on his torso and his arms pinned to his side. He opened his eyes groggily, to find a strange, vaguely humanoid shadow as the source of his discomfort.
“Is that Sophia?” he wondered. “It doesn’t look quite like her, or any of the skins we have…?”
His heart rate rocketed as he realized a stranger was on top of him, and he began to struggle to little avail; they had him pinned down pretty well, and he wasn’t very strong to begin with.
“Who the fu-!!!” He began to shout at the intruder, but he was quickly cut off as they shoved some of the bed sheets in his mouth, keeping them in with their hand.
Soma realized that he was stuck here, completely at their mercy. All that was left for him was to gaze upwards at the intruder. He examined their shadow and saw something he hadn’t noticed before. They had wings. He couldn’t see them that well, it still was very dark and they were folded up behind them, but they were pointed and large, and certainly not avian in nature. At long last, the intruder spoke:
“Hee hee!” They let out a high pitched cackle. Soma identified it as a woman’s laugh. She continued. “Don’t be alarmed, young one, I’m just here for something… special… from you. You see, I’m a succubus, a creature of the night. And I’m sure you know what we do… right?” She shifted her weight back a little, off of her arms, as she began to trace circles on Soma’s chest with her gloved finger. “We steal men’s souls; only after a round of fucking, of course. In the past, we used to seduce men, but we’ve found them to be so~ boring and predictable. Where’s the fun in fucking the virgins who always drool over us anyway? They get persuaded so easily anyway… So you know, there isn’t any. So I decided to skip that step and get straight to the sex. I know rape is ‘wrong’… but when you already work for Satan, does it matter?”
His eyes widened. He was going to be raped! Honestly, he wasn’t a religious man, and didn’t believe that god, angels, demons, or even souls existed, but this… was something else. Her finger stopped circling his chest and began to trace downwards. It stopped at his pants for a second.
“Well, you won’t be needing these~.” she remarked, cracking a little grin and licking her lips.
It was still dark, yet that didn’t matter for her. She unbuttoned his pants and slid them down, letting his half-erect dick out into the cool air.
“Ooh~” she cooed. “Aren’t you rather large! Let me just get this all the way up…”
She turned her attention to his cock, preparing to give him a short handjob. Yet Soma’s mind was running in overdrive. He felt so helpless; he couldn’t do anything to prevent this. He began to cry, letting his emotions break free and holding himself back no longer. Hearing his sobs, the succubus looked up from his erect cock and gazed into his tear-filled eyes with genuine concern.
“Oh my god, dear, I’m so sorry! I just wanted to give you a fun, sexy time! I didn’t… oh geez… I uhh…”
She leaned forward and turned on the lamp sitting next to the bed so that they could see each other better.
“It’s me, Sophia! Pneuma! Your girlfriend!” she said, taking off the face of the succubus to reveal her own. “I just got a bunch of fun skins in today and I thought I’d surprise you with them. I really didn’t mean too, I just uhh… I kinda got caught up in the act of being a succubus. If you want to stop I understand… I totally get if you’re angry at me.” she apologized to him. Her shoulders slumped as she looked away from his face in shame. “Oh, here, let me help you.” She removed the sheets from Soma’s mouth so he could talk. “Is that better?” she said with an embarrassed and apologetic smile.
Soma gazed up at her through his tears, mind and heart still racing from the forced sexual activity. As he thought of what to say to her, Sophia moved backwards onto his legs, letting his arms and body move freely. They looked at each other awkwardly for what seemed like an eternity as she waited for his response. At last he spoke in a very quiet voice:
“I… Soph, you really scared me there. Like, I get it, you were excited and all, but you kinda went too far there. I know it was just an act, but you almost raped me. Hell, my pants are off.” Soma sighed and looked at Sophia, who had begun to tear up a bit. “Look, I love you, I still do. And I’ll forgive you because I know you’re genuinely sorry and nothing really happened, but please, at least warn me before you do something like this, so I can know it’s you. I just want us to be safe together. It’s supposed to be fun for both of us, and that just doesn’t work if one of us is genuinely scared or worried.” He sighed again and scratched the back of his head.
She looked at him, gently crying and nodded approval at what he had said. “I’m really sorry dear, I didn’t mean to hurt you!” she sputtered out, then leapt forward, smothering Soma in a tight hug.
“It’s fine, I’m okay after all.” he replied, reciprocating the hug. “But could we please continue this in the morning? I’m still tired from my internship, and I don’t want this to be a stain on a fun time. We can have fun then. Just, let me sleep, okay?”
“Okay!” she said, giving a quick, forceful nod.
Soma pulled his pants back up and fastened them shut. He laid back, facing up, and closed his eyes, trying to fall back asleep. Sophia put her mask back on and cuddled up beside him, giving him a loose hug while lying on her side. She reached over him and turned off the lamp.
“Goodnight, sweetie!”
“Goodnight.”
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When Sophia awoke the next morning, she found that her beloved had managed to slip out of her arms in her sleep. In fact, he was nowhere to be seen. She rose from the bed and looked at her phone on the nightstand. No messages from him.
“Soma, dear, where are you?!” she yelled out. “Are you still upset from last night? I thought we made up!”
There was no response. Sophia began to look around the apartment for him. She was a little worried he was still upset, but she reasoned it was just as likely that he wanted to pull a similar trick to what she did last night. Sophia searched for him for a good while, stopping only to fix her hair when she saw how messy it had gotten overnight in the bathroom mirror.
He wasn’t in the bedroom. It was the same with the kitchen and main room. After maybe five minutes of searching, she figured she had looked in every room in the apartment and he wasn’t there.
“Maybe he went out and just didn’t tell me,” she muttered. Sophia called out for him once more: “Soma, are you home?! I want to make sure everything’s still okay! And maybe have some fun if you’re in the mood!”
There was still no response from him. Disappointed, she headed back to the bedroom to get ready for the day. As she swung the door open, two muscular, red, scaly arms came from behind her and trapped her in a tight hug.
“Ah!” she let out a little scream. “God, Soma, you surprised me! That isn’t like you, to play tricks on me!”
“Well, I wanted a little revenge for last night,” he admitted, “but I didn’t want to potentially scar you like with what you did, so I thought I’d do this.”
“Ugh, fine. I suppose I deserve it. Your voice is so deep now! I mean, like, wow! That’s kinda intimidating…”
“Yeah, I mean, I’m supposed to be a demon and all. Didn’t you order these anyway? Shouldn’t you know all about them?”
“Well, yes, but it’s different to experience it in person. Can get a full look at you? I’m kinda pinned to your chest here.”
“Hmm…? Soon.”
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Soma carried Sophia into the bedroom and laid her down on the bed. They spent a moment just looking at each other, inspecting the suits they had chosen out. Soma hadn’t gotten a very good glimpse of the succubus suit last night, since it was so dark.
The succubus was both cute and sexy. She had medium-length yellow-blonde hair with black tips on the end. Her ears were long and pointed, like an elf’s. Her irises were a vivid green and the pupils were slitted. It appeared as if she was wearing light makeup and black lipstick, although Soma guessed that was part of the suit and not something Sophia had done herself. Her face was heart-shaped, which emphasized her eyes and lips. She had large bat-like wings and a long, black, pointed tail. As for her clothing, she wore very little, and it all looked to be shiny, black latex. She wore thigh-highs, one of which had a chain attached to it with a large, metal nut at the very end. Matching her leg-wear were long gloves that went to her upper arms. Lastly, she wore a skimpy leotard which went up from her nethers to her neck, exposing her back and sides and secured like a halter top. Adorned at the neck was a cute, pink heart.
Sophia told Soma that he was the demon Belial. His body was reminiscent of a humanoid dragon; it was covered in red scales all over. Running from his neck to the end of his thick tail was a stripe of beige scales, reminiscent of a snake’s belly. He had webbed hands and feet with only three digits each and black claws on the ends. He, too, had wings, although they were much smaller than the succubus’. His head was topped by unkempt black hair and his face had an intimidating stare, helped by his pitch black eyes.
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The succubus stared lustfully into Belial’s eyes.
“Well? Shall we?” she asked. She gave him a seductive wink.
“Yeah, of course. I’ve kept you waiting long enough,” he replied, nodding in affirmation.
She leaned forward and began to stroke his red, slimy, demonic cock. She had a bit of difficulty with it; it wasn’t like anything either of them had worked with before. It was more animalistic in nature. It was squishier than a human penis, and it glistened in the morning light from the thick liquid that coated it. It came to a point at the end and had no mushrooming head. Nonetheless, Sophia tried her best to give him a handjob. Once she got the hang of it, she found it actually worked in her favor. The slick coating of the dick (precum? Sophia didn’t know) acted as a lubricant, which let her latex glove glide up and down his cock, stimulating it to its impressive full 8 inches. When his manhood was pumped up to its full length, Sophia began to fellate it. She ran her long, forked tongue up and down his demon dick, licking up the fluids that coated it.
It tasted delightful, she thought. She didn’t know whether it was the suit altering her sense of taste, or if it was Soma’s suit that was designed with delicious bodily fluids, but she found herself enjoying the flavor of his cock. It was salty, as usual, but it lacked the standard masculine musk she was used to, instead having an indescribable, but addictive, taste. She briefly switched to the opening of his urethra, lapping up the viscous precum that was leaking out.
Soma!Belial let out a low moan as his heart rate and breathing increased. Sensing he was nearing an orgasm, Soph!Succubus wrapped her soft lips around his erect cock. She moved her head back and forth, licking his length while she plunged it further into her mouth. Sophia noted that she had no gag reflex as she was able to deepthroat his large member with ease, even though normally she would choke or gag if it went anywhere near her throat. She admitted that Soma had gotten better than her at giving blowjobs, since he often suited up as submissive girls, leaving her to be male or have a futa cock.
As soon as Sophia had taken Soma’s full length down her throat, Soma came for the first time that morning, squirting his demon semen directly down Sophia’s throat with a small roar. Sophia found that she didn’t want to stop blowing his dick and Soma didn’t mind that she was trying to go again. Sophia had ordered the demon suits with a greater sexual appetite and she was finding out exactly what that meant, not that either of them minded in their current state.
After a second orgasm, Soma!Belial pried Sophia!Succubus off of his dick, ready for something else. She looked back up into his eyes as she bat her lashes, clearly a little disappointed to have been stopped.
“What was that for? I was having a decent time!”
“I mean, wouldn’t you like to move on to something else? After all, I’m sure you don’t want to suck my dick all day. Uhh… maybe we could do vaginal?”
“I mean, right now I honestly wouldn’t mind sucking you off for a while more, but sure, vaginal sounds just as good. Wait a second while I get this thing off.”
She stood up from the bed and unzipped the back connecting points of the latex leotard. She shook her whole body as she jumped out of it, giving a reinvigorating show to Soma (not that he needed it) as her tits and ass jiggled for him.
“Well, that’s better. At least, partially,” she laughed. “It was getting a little hot and sweaty under there. Of course, my arms and legs are still sweating badly from the gloves and stockings, but we’ll look at the positive side of things. Anyway…”
She laid backwards onto the bed, spreading her legs, giving Soma a good access point to her dripping wet pussy.
“Come on, demon boy, ravage me until I cum,” she cooed at him.
Seizing the opportunity, he lined up his cock, grabbed her latex-covered thighs, and thrusted in. He started off slowly, letting his dick rub slowly against her vaginal walls, savoring the silky texture on his new penis.
“Come on dear, faster!” she said impatiently. “Make my body quake!”
“In due time, Soph, let me get there.”
He leaned over and kissed her to keep her happy for the time being as he started to increase his speed. She squirmed cutely and let out a little giggle in response to his affection. Even five and a half years later, a simple kiss or hug from each other was enough to make them giddy inside. Sophia began to rub little circles around her clit as Soma thrusted faster and faster. He leaned over and sucked on her right breast, licking the nipple with his rough, forked tongue. In response to this, Sophia began to stimulate her other nipple with her gloved left hand.
They found a good rhythm and went at it for a while. Soma had gotten very good at postponing his orgasms for Sophia’s pleasure, and the suit helped, allowing him to orgasm when he wanted. The sound of Sophia!Succubus’ thighs and ass slapping against Soma!Belial’s scaly crotch and legs filled the room as the two shared their love with each other.
“I’m… about… to… uhnnnnnnnn… cuuuuuuuuuuuuuuum!!!” Sophia cried out breathily.
Soma flipped the mental switch that was holding back his orgasm as his girlfriend came, allowing them to share an orgasm together. Sophia’s back arched as she leaked her cum onto the bed and Soma’s thighs. Soma’s semen spewed deep inside her, flooding her uterus with his abnormally large load.
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They laid together in bed, basking in the afterglow of their increased orgasms and each other’s valued presence. They cuddled for a bit, Soma being the large spoon, and Sophia the small one. They kissed each other back and forth, hugging and giggling like the cute lovers they were. After some time, Soma got up.
“So, I could still go for another round, if you’re up to it. I saw that you got more than just these two suits, and I’m excited to try out what else you bought.”
“Sure thing, dear! I have a few things in mind of my own, if you’re okay with that…” she smirked mischievously at him.
Soma was a little worried, but any time with Soph was a good, fun time, he reasoned.
“Sure, why not?”
It was still only morning, and there was plenty more for them to do this weekend.