The ritual
The truth
Sam wasn't even sure how it happened, but before he knew it, he was naked on his bed with Tracy, in her true form, crawling towards him and sitting down on his legs. She had grabbed his cock and was gently rubbing it against her slit as she licked her lips, staring down at him.
"This is what you want?" She said in a teasing voice.
"I do...... so much," he said as his cock was already dribbling precum.
"You're ready to give up this mortal life and bind yourself to me forever?"
"Yes, I do."
"So willing. I didn't expect this honestly," she said, still teasing his cock against her slit.
"What have I got to lose? I was never popular in school, I had no friends, and my own parents left the country, leaving me here alone while they had a great time. Even if your lying to me and are just going to suck out my soul and kill me, then at least I'll die having sex with the most beautiful creature I have ever seen."
Tracy suddenly stopped and stared down at him with an almost hurt look on her face. She was a succubus, a creature that fulfills men's fantasies while taking a bit of their life force for food. But this young man knew what she was, knew what she could do to him, even suspected that she was lying to get what she wanted and was still willing to give himself to her freely. It was a feeling she had never felt before as she sat there, feeling his cock pulse in her hand as she prepared.
"Fuck!"
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