Incubus

After a long and unfulfilling day at work you find yourself in a dimly lit bar, the kind that's tucked away in an alley, just off the main street. It's one of those places where you can get lost in the shadows and no one would ever think to look for you. You've come here tonight because, well, the same reason you come here most nights. You need an escape from the mundanity of life.

The air is thick with smoke, and you can feel its sticky residue coating your skin as you take each breath. The music is loud, pulsing through your veins like an electric current, making it impossible not to move along with the rhythm. You scan the crowd, searching for anything novel, something to ignite a spark inside of you, if only for the night.

As you look around, your eyes land on a woman leaning against the bar, who seems entirely out of place in this seedy bar. She's dressed in a classy black dress that clings tightly to her body, revealing every curve and valley with an almost predatory grace. Her hair is dark, long and flowing, the strands falling down over one shoulder like a silken veil.

Inexplicably she is drawing no attention from any of the other patrons at the bar, but there's something about her that sucks you in, making you forget about everything else around you. You know without a doubt that she's exactly what you need right now.

You approach her, the anticipation building with each step you take. As you get closer, you can see the faint glimmer of amusement in her eyes.

"Hi," you say, your voice barely audible over the music. "I couldn't help but notice you from across the room. You're not exactly what I expected to find here."

She smirks at your comment, a sultry smile playing on her lips. "And what did you expect to find in this place?"

You take a moment to appraise the woman more closely, trying to decipher what it is about her that seems so different from other women you've encountered before. There's an aura of confidence surrounding her, a sense of power and control that is both alluring and intimidating.

"You're not like anyone else here," you say, your voice slightly stronger now. "You seem...different."

She raises an eyebrow, a challenge gleaming in her eyes. "Different? Is that a bad thing?"

"No," you reply quickly, not wanting to offend her. "It's just... you're breathtaking."

Her smile widens, as if there's something funny about what you just said, revealing perfect white teeth that seem to sparkle in the dim light. "You don't know the half of it, Clay"

As she speaks, you can't help but fixate on her dark red lips. It's as if every moment is drawing you in, an invisible string pulling you closer and closer.

"Would you like to dance?" She asks, extending a hand towards you.

You take it without hesitation, feeling the electricity course through your body as she leads you onto the dance floor. As her hips move to the beat of the music, you can't help but notice how tight her dress is, revealing every contour of her body.

"Wait... How did you know my name," you ask into her ear, as you grind against her hips, a sense of curiosity, even danger gnawing at the back of your mind.

"Oh are you sure you didn't tell me?" She replies almost teasingly, as she turns around to face you, her lips just inches from your own. "Besides, it looks like you think we're going to get to know each other very well tonight."

As she speaks the last few words, her eyes drop down to where your cock is now visibly hard through your pants. You feel a rush of heat flush through your entire body at her gaze.

"I don't know what you're talking about," you reply, trying to keep up the charade even as your cock continues to grow in response to her teasing remarks.

"Really?" She purrs, the smirk never leaving her lips. "Why don't we step outside for some fresh air? I think there's something else we need to discuss."

As she leads you towards the exit, you can feel you can feel your cock straining against your pants, eager for what's about to come next.

As soon you step into the dimly lit dingy parking lot, your mind begins to clear.

"Is it always like this?" you ask, trying to break through the palpable tension between you two. "Do you always have this effect on men?"

She chuckles softly, the sound vibrating against your skin and sending shivers down your spine. "Oh no Clay, I think you might be special," she says, her voice low and sultry. "You're the first one who's ever been able to resist me."

You can feel your cock throbbing, **** for release. You certainly don't feel like you're resisting very well and tell her as much.

"You don't understand," she continues, her gaze locked on yours. "You... You're different. I think you might be like me."

At those words your cock seems to grow harder, if that's even possible.

"What do you mean?" You manage to ask.

"I think we just need to find out," she says in a sultry tone as her hand reaches out and brushes against your chest.. You can feel the electricity coursing through you like nothing ever has before.

Her eyes seem to glint a crimson red in the dim light as she steps closer, her body pressed against yours now. The heat from her skin is almost palpable, and it takes every ounce of willpower not to push her against the car and take her right here. You can feel her breath against your neck, warm and inviting. It's impossible to deny it anymore – the desire that has been building between you since the moment you laid eyes on each other.

"Are you ready?" She asks, the sultry tone of her voice sending shivers down your spine.

You nod, unable to speak as her hands begin to move. With a deft motion, she unbuttons your shirt, exposing your chest. Each button seems to be an invitation, a promise of what's to come.

She leans in close, her lips brushing against your ear as she whispers, "I'm going to make you feel things you've never experienced before." Without any further hesitation, she pulls your pants down, revealing the full glory of your erect cock. She takes it in her hand, stroking it gently as you let out a low moan. You can feel every nerve ending in your body pulsating, begging for more.

You've felt desire before. You've known pleasure. But not like this. This is unnatural and unrelenting.

As she slides down to her knees, taking your cock into her mouth, the world around you disappears. You're lost in a sea of sensation that feels like it could drown you. Every nerve ending in your body sings with anticipation as she moves her lips up and down your cock.

It's like nothing you've ever experienced before. Your balls draw tight against your body as an orgasm begins to build, fueled by the wanton lust surging through you. She pauses for a moment, her lips at the tip of your cock, slowly tonguing around your head.

"What do you want me to do?" You manage to ask between gritted teeth.

"Whatever you desire," she replies, her voice sing-songy with glee, before she swallows your cock down to its base, deepthroating you with ease. Her eyes lock on yours and it's like a silent agreement passes between you.

Somehow you recognize her words for what they are—a test.

You pull out of her mouth and push her down onto all fours on the cool asphalt. She looks back at you over her shoulder, her eyes filled with a mixture of lust and something else - submission?

Your cock throbs as you take in the sight before you: the tight, wet pussy on display for your pleasure. You take it in, savoring every moment.

You reach out to touch her, feeling the smooth skin of her back beneath your fingers. Each stroke ignites a fire within you that threatens to consume everything in its path. Her body shivers under your touch as you continue to explore every inch of her.

As you enter her from behind, she lets out a moan that echoes through the quiet night. The sound drives you deeper into her, each thrust bringing her closer to orgasm and you nearer to yours.

As your cock pounds into her, the world around you blurs until all that exists is the raw intensity of your desire. You can feel every nerve ending in your body throbbing with anticipation as she moans beneath you, her cries echoing through the quiet night.

You reach ahead to pull her hair as you continue fucking her from behind. Instead your hand catches on something hard. With a growing horror, you recognize a twisted black horn, in your grip, and a matching one on the other side.

But despite the bizarreness of what's happening, all you can think about is how much you want to cum. The feeling has taken over every part of you, and nothing else matters anymore. You tighten your grip on her horn, pulling her head back further as you continue to thrust into her. She lets out a low moan that seems to reverberate through the entire parking lot, sending shivers down your spine.

Your balls draw tight against your body as an orgasm begins to build within you. The world around you fades away, leaving only this moment – this primal, unrelenting desire.

As if responding to some unseen signal, both of you cum at once. Your cock throbs with the intensity of your release, filling her pussy with a torrent of you seed while she moans beneath you, her orgasm shaking her entire body.

For a brief moment, everything is still. You collapse on top of her, your breath ragged and heart pounding in your chest. The enormity of what just happened washes over you. She's not human - but that doesn't matter. It takes every ounce of willpower to pull away from this enigmatic creature and stand up. Despite yourself, you reach out to offer her a hand up.

"Thank you," she says softly, rising to her feet and adjusting her dress. "I haven't had that kind of reaction in a very long time."

"What are you?" you ask, shaken.

"What am I? The same as you, as I said." She seems almost amused by the question. "We're children of Lilith. Demons of Lust."

You don't believe her at first, but there's something in her eyes - an intensity that you've never seen before. Your mind fills with questions, as you struggle to voice your thoughts. Out of the corner of your eye you catch your reflection in the window of a nearby car, and for a moment you see it: a pair of twisting ram's horns, erupting from your head.

"You..." You trail off as realization dawns. "I...I have them too?"

"Of course," she says with a smirk. "Our powers only activate when we meet another of our kind. Don't worry, mortals won't be able to see them, unless you want them to."

"But now that you know what we are," she whispers seductively into your ear, "we have no limits. No boundaries."

She leans in for a kiss as her hands snake around to grasp your horns, pulling your head down towards hers. The heat between you is unrelenting and as her lips touch yours, the world becomes nothing more than an extension of this primal desire.

As you pull away from her, she licks her lips and smiles, revealing sharp fangs that seem to glisten in the moonlight.

"Welcome to a whole new world," she says before biting down on her lip and drawing blood.

"Fuck me, Clay," She growls out, her voice husky with lust. "Show me what you really want."

You don't need to be told twice. With a growl of your own, you push her over the trunk of the car, somehow hard again after cumming mere moments ago, and begin to fuck her, each thrust sending waves of pleasure through both of you.

Her moans fill the night air as she claws against the car beneath them leaving deep gouges. You can feel her pussy clench around your cock with every pump, drawing you deeper into this world of unbridled lust and forbidden desire.

With each passing moment, the line between pleasure and pain becomes more blurred until everything is just sensation - raw, primal, and completely intoxicating.

As your orgasm approaches, a newfound power surges through you. You can feel it in every cell of your body - an untapped potential that has been awakened by this encounter.

And then, with one final thrust, you cum. It's like nothing you've ever experienced before. Your cock throbs as you fill her pussy with your seed. The intensity of your orgasm is too much for both of you. As you release within her, a seismic wave of pleasure courses through your body, igniting every nerve ending in its path.

You can feel the power surging through you like electricity, crackling with energy that seems to radiate from your very core. Car alarms blare into the night as streetlights flicker and buzz, their bulbs dimming and brightening erratically, struggling to handle the surge of energy unleashed by this unholy union. The air is thick with a palpable charge and the scent of sulfur and sex, every molecule humming with the aftermath of your shared release.

As you pull out of her and help her to stand, both of you are left breathless, struggling to process what has just happened. Her eyes gleam with a newfound hunger, "Welcome to a world without limits."

You watch as she carefully adjusts her clothing, each motion a testament to her grace and confidence. The tight black dress once again hugs every curve of her body, leaving little to the imagination.

"I should go," she says, breaking the silence that has settled between you. "But I'll be seeing you around."

"Wait," you say, suddenly remembering to ask for something more. "But I need to know...what's your name?"

She looks at you for a moment, as if weighing her answer. Finally, she says, "You already know it."

At first, the words don't register. But the answer is suddenly on your lips.

"Eve," you say, understanding dawning on your face. "I see now."

She smiles, an enigmatic grin that seems to suggest a world of untold secrets and hidden desires.

"I'm glad, be good, Clay. I'll be seeing you around" she replies before strutting back into the bar like nothing leaving you standing there, dumbfounded.

"What just happened?" You mumble to yourself as you dress yourself. As you lean back to catch your breath, your fingers brush against the long grooves scratched into the trunk of the car. "Fuck," you mutter halfheartedly as your mind reels at the events of the night.