Succubus Lord 9

by Eric Vall

  “It’s a good time-waster,” Superbia said with a nod. “That’s why I try to avoid it. While Liby and Angelo were planted on the couch, I was busy making a ten-page business plan to get the Velvet Lips back to its former glory. I hate to brag, but it’s so straightforward and simple that only a total fool wouldn’t be able to follow it.”

  “Well, that’s good,” I chuckled as I opened the white wooden door that led to the basement, “because once we’re back in Hell, there’s probably going to be a revolving door of cultists who will try to run it.”

  “I’m sure Meghan will keep them in line,” Sia added. “She’s gotten quite good at doing a lot of the day-to-day business at the club, but she still has yet to grasp the financial side of things.”

  I took a few steps down into the basement, and the stairs beneath me creaked loudly as I walked.

  The staircase was covered with light gray carpeting and framed with pristine white walls all the way down to the clean, bespeckled white-and-black marble floor at the bottom.

  As my boots clicked on the shiny marble, I took in my surroundings. The basement of Robert Quinn’s old mansion was the “entertainment room” of the house. It was completely open concept, with ten-foot tall ceilings and not a single pillar or wall in sight. At the center of the room sat two long couches with a series of black swivel chairs directly across from their position. Between the two pairs of furniture was a long, white coffee table that stretched the entire length of the couch, and on the floor was a giant faux fur rug that covered about one-hundred square feet of the basement.

  All the way on the other side of the room was a bar built into the wall. It was covered floor to ceiling with a mirrored glass shelf that held every type of alcohol known to man and included a chrome ice machine and a small minifridge.

  On the opposite wall sat a gas fireplace encapsulated by sleek, gray rocks that looked like they were nearly obsidian. Directly beside the fireplace sat a massive projector screen probably used by Quinn to do business presentations, but we just used it to watch movies.

  The basement was equipped with a top-of-the-line surround sound system, after all.

  “I’m surprised Angelo’s not doing all his TV watching down here,” I joked as we headed toward the second, more “moderate” part of the basement.

  Over in this section, the floor turned into simple carpet, and the walls became white drywall. This was the “back of house” part of the basement, where Quinn’s caterers would work whenever he held a large function at his place. It also had kitchen facilities superior to the ones upstairs, so this was where Gula spent a large chunk of her time when she was on Earth.

  The two succubi disappeared as I walked into the second room, but my mind was so laser-focused on getting that ice cold, refreshing drink that I didn’t pay it much mind.

  Finally, I came to a large, walk-in fridge. If this were a normal mansion, this would be where we kept things like elaborate cakes, bulk bags of caviar, and the like.

  But this was Jacob Ralston’s mansion. The fridge in our place was packed to the brim with beer, cheese, pretzel dip, and bacon.

  You know, the essentials.

  “Can I make a confession?” Superbia cooed from the other room as I approached the fridge. “I didn’t want to get us down here just for beer.”

  “Oh?” I asked as I turned around, but then my heart began to beat in my chest.

  Both Sia and Liby were now standing in the doorway, completely naked.

  I took a deep gulp as my eyes wandered across the succubi. First, they studied Superbia’s petite frame, with her short, slender legs, flat stomach, and small breasts.

  On the opposite side was Libidine, the Sister of Lust who was curvy beyond belief. Her bright pink nipples stood erect on her massive breasts, and I swore I could see the curves of her ass even though she was facing my front.

  “In all honesty,” Libidine admitted, “we just wanted to get you alone for awhile.”

  “I know time is of the essence,” Sia said with a wink and placed her hand on her hip, “so we won’t take too long.”

  “I, uh … ” I trailed off, but then Liby walked over and grabbed me by my shirt.

  The succubus pressed her luscious lips against mine as she began to pull me back into the main room.

  I stroked her breasts tenderly as we walked, until we finally got to one of the couches. Then she fell back onto the seat, I positioned myself over her, and I slid my hand down her body until I reached her clitorus.

  Libidine let out a gasp of pleasure as I started to alternate between rubbing at her clit and fingering her, and I could tell she was in ecstasy.

  Meanwhile, I felt Superbia’s slender hands tugging at my belt buckle. The redhead unfastened my belt, pulled it out from around my waist, and tossed it to the side.

  I stopped what I was doing with Liby for a second so I could reach down and help Sia with my pants. My trousers popped off quickly as my erection stood to attention.

  Libidine bit her lip as she studied my rock-hard cock, and her eyes practically begged me to fuck her.

  I obliged.

  Before Sia could even get my shirt off, I moved forward and slid myself into Libidine. The succubus was extremely tight and wet, and waves of pleasure shot through my body as I began to make love to her with rhythmic passion.

  Soon, I felt Sia tug off my shirt and then kiss my naked back tenderly. Her lips and tongue trailed up to my shoulders and then just below my jawline. The Sister of Pride sucked on my neck seductively in two-second spurts, and I let out a moan of satisfaction in response.

  At the same time, Libidine’s eyes were nearly rolled all the way back in her head as her large breasts bounced along with my thrusts. Liby let out a few whimpers of pleasure, and I knew she must have been close.

  I halted my motions, wrapped my hands around the succubus’ waist, and then slid her down onto my erection at a snail’s pace.

  “Ohhhhhhhh!” she moaned as she bit her lip.

  The further down she went, the more intense her moans became. Finally, I felt her warm lips on the base of my dick, and she was quivering intensely.

  I pulled myself all the way out and did it again.

  “Holy fucccck,” Liby moaned as I entered her once more.

  “Let me help out with that,” Superbia purred, and then she came around to my front.

  The redhead reached down and began to rub at Libidine’s clitorus as I pleasured her. At the same time, she leaned forward and began to make out passionately with the Sister of Lust.

  The sight of the two beautiful women kissing brought all sorts of feelings to my cock, but I tried to keep going for as long as I could.

  Liby’s whole body was now shaking as she let out a few muffled moans, and her pussy was tightening around me like a vice grip.

  That’s when it happened.

  Libidine pulled her lips back from her madame, threw back her head, and let out a ridiculously loud moan as she orgasmed.

  The sounds of her pleasure drove me over the edge, and I pulled her back down onto my cock and let my orgasm come.

  Liby screamed my name when she felt my sperm fill her, and she seemed to climax again and again with each fresh spray of my cum that coated her tunnel.

  I slid out of the succubus, flipped over so I was sitting on the couch, and then let out a sigh of relief.

  “I fucking needed that,” I bemused.

  “You aren’t done yet,” Superbia nearly growled as she sauntered over and got down on her knees.

  Seeing the petite redhead staring at my cock with her large, violet doe eyes, all while she licked her thin pink lips, brought my erection back to life.

  Sia began to run her tongue across my throbbing erection, which only made it grow even bigger. She kept at it until I was finally back to full mast, and then she placed the tip of my dick into her mouth.

  I let out a groan of happiness as Sia started to work my cock with her left hand and rubbed at my balls with her right, all wh
ile she ran the top half of it into her mouth.

  “I may be tired,” Libidne joked as her wobblily legs brought her down to Sia’s side, “but that looks like too much fun.”

  Sia let my erection fall from her mouth, and then she pointed it over in Liby’s direction.

  Libidine didn’t waste a single moment. She opened up her mouth and moved down my cock as far as she could possibly go.

  I felt the warm coil of pleasure returning to my netherregions, and I wondered just how long I could keep this up.

  Liby moved off my dick as she ran her tongue down my shaft and to my balls. The Sister of Lust began to suck on them seductively while Sia placed my erection back inside her mouth.

  The coil was now getting tighter and tighter as the succubi pleasured me, and I knew I wasn’t going to be able to keep this up much longer. I let out groans, gasps, and moans as I felt myself growing closer to the edge.

  “Hold on, sister,” Libidine said as she stopped. “I think he’s on the verge. I already got mine, and I’d hate to be a selfish lover.”

  “You’re too kind, Libidine,” Sia cooed as she released her grip on my cock.

  Superbia stood up and then turned around so her small, fit ass was on full display. She positioned herself over my hard cock, spread out her legs, and then lowered herself down onto me.

  We both let out a gasp of excitement as the madame rode me, and my eyes kept flitting between her ass and her bounding red locks as she moved.

  Libidine, however, didn’t seem to move from her old position. She moved her head inward, and I felt Sia’s lips tighten around me as the Sister of Lust licked at her clitorus.

  We went at it like this for another minute or two, until Superbia’s body began to shudder and tremble with every move. Then her body went rigid, and she nearly screamed as she orgasmed.

  Her pussy somehow got even warmer and tighter in this moment, and I couldn’t hold back any more. I let go of my seed deep into the redheaded succubus as she continued to ride me.

  Sia slowed to a halt, pulled herself off, and sat down on the couch next to me.

  “I agree, Jacob,” she joked. “That was very much needed.”

  “And now I reaaally need a beer,” I laughed.

  I tried to stand up, but my legs were still wobbly from all the love making. I stumbled for a second and caught myself on one of the coffee tables before I slipped and fell.

  “It’s alright,” Libidine chuckled. “We know that thing must throw you off balance all the time.”

  “Very funny,” I shot back as I pulled my pants up around my waist. “I’m totally used to it by now. And you are too, apparently.”

  “I’ll never be used to that monster,” Liby giggled. “And I am one-hundred percent okay with that.”

  “Well, don’t sit around and ogle too long,” I reminded them as I put my shirt back over my torso. “The last thing we need is for us to be caught with our pants down, literally.”

  “Go get your beer,” Sia said sarcastically as she tossed one of the couch’s pillows at me. “Maybe we’ll have some more fun without you.”

  “You wouldn’t dare,” I shot back. “You’d miss me too much.”

  I walked into the other room, into the large fridge, and then grabbed a couple bottles of beer from the shelf. Personally, I was more of a stout guy, so I grabbed the darkest shit I could find.

  The succubi weren’t exactly the biggest beer drinkers, so I figured I’d get them something light, like a pale ale. I picked up a variety and headed back out to the girls.

  As I came back into the main room with my collection of bottles, I was sad to see Liby and Sia were both fully clothed.

  “Don’t look so disappointed,” Sia giggled. “You’re the one who told us we couldn’t wait around forever.”

  Just then, I heard footsteps on the stairs.

  I whipped around to see the rest of the group as they stepped onto the marble floor.

  “Uhhhh, can we help you?” I asked somewhat defensively. “What’s going on?”

  “Oh,” Ariel spoke up bashfully, “we just wanted to let you know we’ve got everything ready to go. I made a couple traps I think will do the trick.”

  “They’re really good,” Aruna added. “I saw them myself.”

  “And Eligor and I have an entire arsenal waiting for you upstairs,” Raphael announced proudly. “We think you’ll find it quite satisfactory.”

  “Great … ” I said somewhat awkwardly. “But why are you all down here? Couldn’t this have waited until we were back upstairs?”

  “You can thank Super Mario for that one, bro,” Todd explained as he hung off the bannister of the staircase. “He ran upstairs screaming about how he heard ghosts downstairs. Something about some really scary moans … so I rounded up the crew and prepared to go all Ghostbusters down here.”

  “Everything seems to be in order to me,” Raphael observed.

  Aruna crossed her arms over her chest and then nudged Eligor playfully.

  “I think we both know what’s going on here,” she said matter-of-factly.

  “Oh yes,” Eligor shot back. “I’ve been in this situation before.”

  Sia and Liby both looked at each other, and then their faces turned red as they began to giggle.

  “Grosssssss,” Todd gagged. “That was literally the last thing I needed to hear today.”

  “What are you talking about?” Raphael asked innocently. “Are there evil spirits down here, or not?”

  “Oh, Raph,” the imp laughed. “Sweet, innocent Raph … there aren’t any ghosts, bro. Just a lot of ectoplasm being slung around.”

  The Archangel blinked at Todd blankly.

  “I still don’t understand,” he admitted.

  Todd sighed, and then he hoisted himself back up onto the stairs. He formed one hand into a circle, extended the index finger on his other, and then began to move it in and out of the hole.

  “They’re down here pressing buttons?” Raph guessed.

  “They’re fucking, bro,” Todd sighed as he gave up. “Tears of a Clown. Doin’ the ‘ol in-out, in-out. Forming the beast with two backs.”

  “Oh,” Raph exclaimed as he slapped his head with realization. “Why didn’t you just say so? I suppose we should let you carry on?”

  “No, no,” I reassured the Archangel. “We were just about to head up, anyway. What’s the status on that conversion, Todd?”

  “About that … ” the imp said as he twiddled his thumbs nervously. “I may have made a little oopsie.”

  My heart fell into my stomach as I stood up and ran over to the stairwell.

  “What do you mean?” I demanded. “That video was our only hope of salvation. Please tell me it wasn’t deleted or corrupted.”

  “It wasn’t,” the imp reassured me, “but I was thinking, ‘why should it be on a VHS tape? Doesn’t the whole world deserve to know the kinda shit they’re getting into, and how much of an evil bastard Beelzebub is?’”

  “What did you do, Todd?” Sia prodded.

  “Wellllllll,” the imp said innocently as he rocked back and forth on his feet, “I may have just uploaded it to the world wide web. It’s soooo much easier, ya know.”

  “You shared interdimensional secrets with the mortal world?” Raph gasped.

  “Relax, Raphey,” Todd laughed. “The only people who will believe it are the conspiracy theorists, or ‘the enlightened few’ as I like to call them. Besides, Heaven has e-mail with their dial-up, right? I sent it to that secretary woman in Cabo under the alias ‘Dick E. Normis.’”

  “Of course you did,” I sighed. “As long as they got it, I really don’t give a shit how it got there. Now, we just need to hope they believe it.”

  “Ciao?” Angelo Martatelli’s voice called out from the top of the staircase.

  Sia walked over to the stairs and looked up at the spectre. She called out a few words in Italian, and then Martatelli answered in the same language.

  The madame’s face went wh
ite as she turned back to face us.

  “He says there’s somebody at the door,” she explained. “Somebody wearing a white suit. They want to know if they can speak to Jacob.”

  “Metatron,” Raphael growled.

  Chapter 15

  “Why did he come alone?” I asked aloud as we headed back up to the main level of the mansion. “I would have figured he’d be kicking down our door, guns blazing.”

  “Maybe he saw the video, and he’s here to let us know we’re off the hook,” Raph suggested.

  “If only we were that lucky,” I sighed. “My bet is he’s going to try and be all macho and alpha and threaten us to ‘come quietly’ and all that shit. Then if we refuse, he’ll call in backup to take us in.”

  “Should we run?” Libidine asked sadly. “We could try and flee and go back to Hell, where he can’t get us.”

  “I’ve never been one to run from my problems,” I shot back at the succubus. “Besides, this is our home, too. I’m not abandoning it just because some pompous Archangel can’t get his head out of his own ass.”

  “So, what do we do?” Ariel mused. “Do we fight him and hope we do enough damage he runs away.”

  “This isn’t DnD, Little Mermaid,” Todd reminded her. “As you guys’ legal counsel, I would highly recommend you three stay hidden and let me do all the talking.”

  “I’m not sure that’s a great idea,” Raphael protested, but Todd completely ignored him.

  “Actually, having Todd serve as a distraction might give us some more time to prepare,” I added. “Ariel and Aruna can go around setting up the traps, and Raph, Eligor, and I can all gear up.”

  “What about us?” Superbia asked.

  “It’ll look suspicious if you guys aren’t around,” I explained as we all reached the top of the stairs. “You guys go with Todd and try to convince him we’re not here. Everyone understand what we’re doing?”

  Everyone gave me a confirmation nod, and then we turned back to the doorway of the dining room.

  “Alright, everybody but Lib and Strawberry Shortcake, lock hands,” Todd whispered. “I’ll sneak us out and into the garage.”

  Raph, Eligor, Ariel, Aruna, and I all took each other by the hand as Todd placed his open palm on my leg.