Out to the bar!

The streets were fairly crowded for this time of night, though Saturday nights around here tended to be. Lilith strutted down the sidewalk alongside Sara, taking in the sights. Not the sight of the apartment blocks and cheap cars, mind you, but the many people she passed by. Girls and guys of many different ages, some old, most young; some in groups, others alone. Though there were a fair number of men that passed by and gave her lingering glances, no one could have possibly seen her for what she truly was. That was the best part of it all. Emily could dress up in the sluttiest outfit imaginable, and no one would suspect that just underneath her pale skin was the dark red body of a creature from the pits of hell, and one that was due a feeding at that.

Lilith was also taking in the sight of the girl walking with her. Sara was a sorority girl, and as such was a thin blonde. She was never the prettiest, though, and this is probably why she never rose very highly within the ranks. The tube top and jeans she wore tonight helped to accentuate what little curves she had. She led her ‘roommate’ down the street, where a packed bar awaited.

Sara and ‘Emily’ soon reached a table inside. No sooner than the alcoholically ignorant Lilith agreed to have ‘whatever you’re having’, a voice shouted out to her right.

“Well, look who it is.” The two girls turned to face the speaker. Emily did not recognize her, but Lilith was certainly interested in finding out more. A girl with wavy golden hair stood before her. Even with the succubus’s modifications, Emily was only about as shapely as she was. The mystery girl was similarly dressed to Sara, who she had locked her brown eyes on.

Sara’s eyes went wide in surprise. “Amy, it’s so good to see you!” She exclaimed. The succubus could tell there was just as much fear as friendliness in her voice. “This is my roommate Emily, I don’t think you’ve met before.”

Amy glanced over to Emily, clearly sizing her up with a suspicious look. “Pleasure to meet you.” She spoke after a moment.

“The pleasure’s all mine.” The disguised succubus replied.

The girl looked back over to Sara. “Make sure you work on that philanthropy thing before the week is out, ok?” She asked in a rather demanding tone.

“Oh sure-sure thing.” Sara squeaked out. With a somewhat friendly nod, Amy turned and walked back to a table where other girls awaited. ‘Emily’ made no secret of watching her ass with some small amount of perversion.

Sara breathed a sigh of relief. “Jesus, that sucked.” The drinks arrived at their table.

“Who is she?” Lilith asked, looking down to her own drink with apprehension. Succubae weren’t really into human sustenance. Cum was usually her drink of choice.

“Only the head bitch of Phi Delt.” The blonde replied in an envious tone. “She’s got it all: the looks, the money, the runningback boyfriend. I guess that entitles her to be a total asshole to everyone under her.” She took a gulp of her margarita.

“Who wouldn’t wanna be her?” ‘Emily’ spoke to herself.

The next few hours were spent mostly drinking and talking. The **** had little effect on Lilith, who hated the taste of whatever she drank. She preferred instead to listen to the increasingly **** Sara go on about all of her many issues with the sorority: who was fucking who, who was trying to get ahead by doing what. The gossip interested Lilith more than she’d expected. Maybe she’d have to check it out for herself… any why not start at the top? The succubus looked behind her again, trying to see if Amy was still there. The rest of the girls sat at the table, but their leader was nowhere to be seen. Perhaps she went…

“I’m going to the bathroom.” ‘Emily’ announced. She was up and walking before Sara even had time to respond. The succubus waded through the crowds, pushing her way a little more forcefully than her host normally would. Just as she caught sight of the ladies’ room, she felt a firm hand slap her ass.

She turned to face her ‘admirer’. Sure enough, it was a man, clearly smirking and pretending to listen to a conversation among his friends. He was a fairly ‘jock-ish’ sort, with a football jersey and… cargo pants. Even the demons knew not to wear those.

“Did you just grab my ass?” ‘Emily’ asked. The boy looked away slightly, as though he wasn’t paying attention. She grabbed him by the chin and yanked his surprised head in her direction. “I said… did you grab my ass?”

“Uh, no?” He squeaked out. He couldn’t help himself but to look down at the nipples poking through Emily’s white top.

“Well, that’s a shame.” Lilith pouted. “Because I told my friend I’d give a blowjob to the first guy who touched me. Guess I’ll just have to go to the bathroom alone.” With that, she released him and turned away.

“Hey, hey wait!” She heard behind her.

Within a minute, and inside a dank bathroom stall, those cargo shorts were down past the guy’s knees. He groaned as he felt Emily’s full lips wrapping around the tip of his cock.

“Fuck, this is the best night of my life.” He breathed. “I had no idea girls went for this kind of thing.”

His partner lifted her head. “This one is.” She said with a smile. She went back to her work, bobbing up and down on the admittedly short length of the meat in her mouth.

“Fuck, I’m not gonna last long!” He exclaimed. He must not have had much experience with this sort of thing. Sure enough, within a few moments, a torrent of white goo burst forth from his dick.

The succubus moaned as she drank it deeply. This was the sweetest taste in the universe to her, far better than anything any human hands could brew. She immediately swallowed up spurt after spurt, and more came. Not just his spunk, but his very life essence. The air seemed to grow warm around them. The guy was feeling the best feeling of his life. Little did he know he wasn’t cumming in the mouth of some promiscuous college girl, but a demoness who was drinking his very soul. His voice grew raspy, his skin growing paler—but his cock kept throbbing, sending more of his vitality into the possessed woman below him, whose eyes now burned a bright yellow. Before long, she stood up alone before a positively desiccated body, though not an entirely dead one. It looked like he had been starved for months, and he was totally passed out.

“Aaah.” Lilith sighed in the kind of satisfaction one could only have after eating a delicious meal. “That’s what you get for slapping a random girl’s ass.” She turned and went to the mirror, fixing Emily’s hair up and licking a loose droplet of semen from her lips. She left the bathroom, and her partner, to be found by some other surprised patron.

Returning to the table, Lilith was surprised to find that the bar table that Amy once was in was empty. “Where’d your friend Amy go?”

“I dunno, back to the house I guess.” Sara answered. She was obviously a little drunk. “Hey, I think I’ve shown you a good time, right?”

“Oh yes.” ‘Emily’ replied sinisterly.

With that, the two girls departed the bar, one much more satisfied than the other.