by Eric Vall
“You know what?” Jonathan nodded as he opened up the cash register again and removed the bills I had given him earlier. “I know you just won big, don’t worry about the snacks. Everything’s on the house. There’s just something you gotta respect about a man who’s living the dream.”
“Really?” I couldn’t believe what was happening.
“Seriously,” the man behind the counter sat the money back into my palm.
I reached out and shook Jonathan’s hand profusely. “You have no idea how much I appreciate this!”
“Don’t mention it, bro.” Jonathan winked at me as I turned to leave. “Anything for the coolest guy in the universe.”
With everything settled, I made my way back out to the yellow sedan. As I pushed the nozzle into the gas cap, I realized that this was the first time in months that Lola was going to get a full tank of gas. I didn’t even know if the gas meter on the dashboard would go that high anymore. I returned the rubber hose to its holster on the pump and joined my friends back inside the car.
“Well, what are we waiting for? Onward to Atlantic City,” Todd slurred, still stoned out of his mind. We were all laughing so hard that we didn’t even stop to correct him.
The car roared to life, and we started off down the interstate once more. Not long after we left, I heard the sounds of snoring arise from the back seat. I glanced back in the rearview mirror to see the two succubi cuddled up with each other as they dozed soundly.
Now we were twelve-hundred dollars richer and headed towards a city of endless fun and entertainment. Tonight kept getting better and better.
Chapter 10
“I can’t believe it. I hope we have this sort of luck in Vegas.” I shook my head in disbelief.
“Who’s we? It was my idea to get the tickets,” Todd joked.
“No more stale cornflakes for us, that’s for sure! Maybe we won’t even need to use Liby’s mind control powers as much. If we win big, we’ll actually be able to afford to pay for the top-quality shit.” My entire body shook with excitement.
“That would be a shame,” Libidine pouted playfully, “I actually like using my influence to help you get what you want. I’d do anything for my new master.”
“As would I,” Cupiditas chimed in happily.
“Speaking of masters,” I glanced down at my watch, “we’re about two hours out from Vegas. Once we get there, we’re going to get completely wrapped up in all the gambling and bright lights and cool shit that happens there, but we can’t forget about Earl. It’s t-minus forty-five hours until he makes his appearance again. We should at least go into the conflict with some sort of plan in place.”
“What’s the matter, you don’t want to just wing it? You’ve got all those cool powers now, as well as three sexy demons. I could totally distract him with these guns," Todd flexed as he giggled.
“Yeah, but they still aren’t fully fleshed out. Earl may be a douchebag, but he at least knows his way around his spellcasting. He’s got that much on me.” I rubbed my hair in frustration.
“We can fix that,” Cupi purred into my ear. “This trip is going to grow our connection in ways we couldn’t even dream of.”
The short-haired blonde placed her slender fingers onto my back and began to rub. If I wasn’t concerned about flipping Todd’s car and killing us all, I would have fallen asleep right there as she worked the knots of stress out of my back. My mind began to drift off the dark road ahead and into thoughts of the two succubi. If they could both please me so intensely on their own, I could only imagine what they could do with their efforts combined. Thinking about my two beautiful women was comforting, and my eyelids began to drift shut as we continued down the road.
I jerked my head upwards, startled that I had fallen asleep at the wheel. I looked over at Todd, who was now snoring loudly. The two succubi were snuggled up together in the backseat. Had I been out for just a second? A minute? A full hour?
That was it, I knew we were less than two hours away, but I was going to pull over before I got us all killed if I kept driving. I found a small patch of sand that didn’t seem to have any rocks or plants, so I twisted the wheel and Lola rolled to a gentle stop in the desert clearing. It wasn’t the greatest of campsites, but it was going to have to do for the night. I rubbed my eyes, leaned back in my seat, and instantly passed out.
The next thing I knew, I was awakened by Todd standing on my lap and shaking my head back and forth. “What happened to my baby? I knew she could only handle an imp’s touch.”
I looked over at the clock display on the radio, which read four in the morning. Behind me, I heard Libidine and Cupiditas stirr.
“What’s wrong, Jacob?” Liby asked as she rubbed at the bags under her eyes.
“He killed Lola!” Todd crossed his arms.
“Relax, Todd.” I reached forward and turned the key so he could see that his Volvo was still running good as new. “I was just getting tired, so I pulled off here to get some rest. Though it’s not very easy sitting upright in a car.”
“Are we going to keep going then?” Cupiditas perked up.
“Nah,” I answered. “I’m still too beat to drive. Let’s just camp out here tonight. That’d still give us a little under a day to have our fun before your boss comes back.”
Libidine perked up at my words. “Jacob, you have no idea how much I would love to sleep out under these stars! Especially with you.”
“I’ve got just the ticket,” Todd grinned as he opened the passenger door and stumbled out into the night.
The three of us looked at each other, shrugged, and then got out to follow the imp.
Todd had already popped the trunk of Lola and was rummaging through its contents. The trunk looked like a war zone, full of odds and ends, stray papers, pot paraphernalia, and everything in between. Before long, the imp produced a couple phone books and brandished them into the sky triumphantly.
“Check it out, these can be our firewood,” he exclaimed.
“Why do you still carry around phone books?” I asked with a raised eyebrow.
“How else am I going to break the world record for most phone books ripped in half? Duh,” he asked as if it was a stupid question.
“Sure thing, Todd,” I laughed.
“Oh!” Libidine giggled as she grabbed a handful of old blankets. “These would make for excellent bedding.”
“I was gonna just try to find one of those deer creatures, kill it, and sleep in it for warmth,” Cupiditas shrugged.
“Uh… How about we just stick with the blankets and leave the survivalist stuff for when we really need it?” I joked to the blonde.
Todd laid out a few of the phone books onto the ground and then stretched out on top of them. “You know these things are actually really comfortable. I should start my own economy hotel chain! I can see it now- Todd Masterson’s Phone-a-Friend: Inn and Loveshack.”
“I wouldn’t quit your day job,” I laughed as I rummaged through Lola’s trunk and pulled out a few more old papers for the fire.
Todd, the succubi, and I went around collecting as many rocks as we could to make a pit. Any of us could have summoned up a bit of Hellfire for warmth and protection, but I wasn’t sure there was enough passion in the world to keep it burning for as long as we were going to be here. We took turns placing the rocks into a circular pattern on the ground one by one. Next, we created a large teepee of phone books in the middle of the pit to act as firewood, and then topped it off with some pieces of dry tumbleweed we found for kindling.
“Do your thing, Mr. Pyromaniac.” Todd nodded at the fire.
It didn’t take much to conjure up the fire powers this time. I didn’t even have to close my eyes or search deep down into my feelings. Instead, I simply looked over at the two beautiful women who called me master. That was all I needed to start my fire. The red flames exploded out of my hands and struck the tinder, setting it ablaze instantly.
Once the fire got going, Libidine and Cupiditas huddled clos
e together with what I liked to call Todd’s Reggae blanket. The piece of fabric shone brightly with the colors of the Jamaican flag, and I was shocked that the succubi weren’t getting a contact high just from being underneath of it.
Todd himself had formed a makeshift chair with his phone books, and he kicked back with his hands behind his head as he soaked in the warmth of the flame. Then the imp let out an impossibly loud yawn.
A second or two later he was out like a light.
“I guess those phone books really were comfortable after all?” I shrugged at the succubi.
Then I noticed that Libidine was annoyedly scratching at her shoulders, in the area where her dress straps rested on her body.
“You know,” I smirked at the dark-haired succubus, “We’re out here all alone, and you’re going to want those clothes to be as clean as they possibly can be for when we hit the town tomorrow.”
“Oh, thank Heavens!” she said as she reached her left hand around for the zipper on the back. “I don’t know how these mortal women can stand wearing these things all the time.”
Liby struggled to get a hold of her zipper, so she motioned for Cupiditas to come over and help. Cupi tugged down on the fastener, and the pale skin of the dark-haired succubus appeared like a beacon in the night. The blonde slowly slipped the straps of the black dress down Liby’s shoulders, and the entire top half of the garment fell downwards, exposing the succubus’ massive breasts. She let out a sigh of relief, which caused her chest to expand, and her assets to jiggle. Cupi gave the dress a slight pull at the hips, and the rest of Libidine’s body was now free for my viewing pleasure. Then the blonde succubus carefully folded the garment up and set it in the trunk.
“Do you need any help with yours?” Liby asked her sister.
“Yes, please.” The words slipped out of my mouth before I even realized I said it.
“I think I can handle myself.” The blonde succubus giggled as her purple eyes shot me a seductive look. “But if Jacob wants you to help, I’m not going to stop you.”
Cupi turned away from me, bent over, and slowly started to pull down her leggings. The fabric slowly slid down her ass as it exposed every curve of her body. When the waistband went past her labia, she looked back to make sure I was still gawking. The blonde succubus knew exactly what she was doing. My heart pounded in my chest when the blonde stood back up, strutted over to her, and put her hands around her waist. In one motion, the dark-haired succubus pulled off Cupi’s tunic-like shirt, revealing her flat abs and small, perky chest. Cupiditas playfully removed the leggings off her ankles and added them to the pile in the yellow sedan.
Even though I had already seen both of them au naturale before, it was something I always welcomed. The two succubi returned to the firepit and continued to place rocks as they giggled. I pulled out the tire iron from the back of the yellow sedan and used it as a makeshift shovel to dig a small basin into the circle.
“Much better,” she smirked as she walked past me seductively. “This should help fuel your passionate Hellfire powers, shouldn’t it?”
“It’s gonna fuel a lot more than that,” I snickered.
“Is that so?” Liby smacked me playfully on the arm.
“Yep,” I said as I took her hand and pulled her close.
Her purple eyes stared back at mine passionately, and she pressed her lips against mine as our tongues explored each other's mouths. We made out for a solid minute before I felt Cupiditas’ warm hands around my waist. As I pulled back from Liby’s soft lips, Cupi’s angelic voice whispered in my ear.
“I think we’re ready to further our connection,” she purred.
Cupi didn’t have to tell me twice. I turned around and began to run my hand up and down her leg as she let out a moan of pleasure. The two succubi didn’t want to wait any longer than they already had. Each of them grabbed me by the arm and led me back toward the yellow sedan.
We spent the next two hours as a tangle of bodies, exploring each other with our hands, mouths, and other appendages. Cupi and Libidine both took turns riding my cock while pleasuring each other with their hands and kissing at the same time. The image of Cupi’s short blonde hair being caressed by Liby’s hand as their tongues intertwined was not something that I was ever going to forget. When all was said and done, I think there had been six or seven climaxes between the three of us.
When I finally awoke, both of the succubi were nestled against my chest, sleeping soundly. As much as I never wanted to leave this spot, I realized that we still had a few hours’ driving ahead of us and that the day was still young. I slid out from under the blanket and pulled on my pants as I exited the vehicle.
Todd was still snoring in front of the fire, which now was little more than a few smoldering embers. I sauntered over to the sprawled-out imp and nudged him with my foot. Todd woke up mid-snore and shot up like he was launched out of a cannon onto my leg like a spider-monkey.
“Bro!” he huffed. “You know you can’t do that shit when I’m passed out. I totally was about to kick your ass!”
“Uh-huh,” I grinned at my friend, who looked like he was petrified. “I think I’m good to go. We should head out if we want to make it to Vegas at a decent time.”
“What about the flames?” Todd asked. “It’s not good citizenship to just leave it going.”
“Well, then let’s put it out.” I shrugged. “Do you have a water bottle in your car or-- Seriously?”
The imp giggled as he urinated onto the embers, turning them into smoking charcoal. All I could do was roll my eyes and turn back towards the car. Hopefully he’d be done in a second or two. Imp bladders couldn’t be that full.
I carefully opened the door of Lola and slid down in front of the dash. The two naked succubi were still huddled up together where we had been making love, and I cringed as I twisted the key and hoped the sound wouldn’t wake them. Once Lola’s start-up noises had died down to a dull purr, and my two lovers still hadn’t awoken, I let out a sigh of relief.
Todd, on the other hand, was not so quiet. From across the way, the imp took off at full-speed towards the vehicle. Once he was about four feet from the Volvo, he leapt up into the air. The imp slid through the open window of Lola and plopped down into the seat beside us.
“I’ve always wanted to do that, but my mushy mortal man-body wouldn’t let me before,” he snickered.
“Next stop, the Sin City,” I laughed, and then I put the Volvo into drive and got back on the highway.
It was nearly an hour of driving before the two succubi in the backseat began to stir. Libidine woke up first, followed not long after by Cupiditas. The blonde arched her back with a yawn while Liby simply cracked her neck and placed her hands on my shoulders.
“Why didn’t you tell us we were leaving?” Libidine cooed from behind me.
“You guys were sleeping so peacefully,” I smiled. “I didn’t want to wake you up. Besides, we were just driving through the dark desert anyways. It’s not like there was a ton to see.”
“That was all time we could have spent talking about strategy to bring down Earl.” The blonde succubus shook her head.
“Don’t you ever think about anything other than work, sister?” the dark-haired woman said as she gave her friend a playful slap on the arm.
“I am all for fun and play and excitement,” Cupi responded, “but there is still much work to be done if we want to defeat our former master. It’s not going to be easy.”
“Speaking of which, my little paranormal encyclopedia,” I looked over at Todd as he thumbed through one of his paranormal books. “Can you talk to us more about those circles? The ones that can trap and protect from demons?”
“Right. The protective circles.” Todd reached into his glove compartment and fumbled around until he found a notepad and a pen, and then he began to draw. “The main one is the Solomonic circle. It’s the one that people who dabbled in this kind of thing in the medieval period used to protect themselves when they summoned a d
emon.”
“Isn’t that somewhat counter-productive?” I questioned.
“Not at all. Just because you want to see if you can summon a demon doesn’t mean that you want it to rip your throat out!” He chuckled as he drew.
The symbol was a large circle with a snake-like figure wrapping its way around the perimeter. Inside, there were four Stars of David, one for each geographical direction. Finally, the imp drew a triangle directly above the circle, complete with its own inner sphere. The imp held the notepad out in front of his body and marveled at his work.
“See? You stand in here and it protects you from the demon who is summoned and is trapped right there.” He pointed to the triangle.
“So the only way to trap the demon is to summon him there yourself?” I was trying to think ahead to possible solutions.
“No, no, no.” Todd shook his head. “This is just one of many possible protective circles you can make. Every culture has had their own version on the idea with results that varied. If we want to keep ourselves safe from Earl, we might have to make a copy of every one we can find!”
“What about the trap circle? How do we do that?” I said as I stared off into the rising sun.
Cupi stuck up her hand and offered to take this one. “I can answer that. There’s always some asshole who thinks he can capture a succubus with one of those things and keep us there forever. Thankfully, our contracts are binding… unless we choose to remain on Earth.”
The blonde motioned for Todd to hand her the pen and notepad and got to work. This seal appeared much different from Todd’s original drawing. It was a simple circle that contained an interwoven star whose points touched each side of its inner wall. Smack dab in the center was another star encased in a circle. All around the edges was a language that I couldn’t decipher.
“This is called the Key of Solomon.” Cupi’s eyes narrowed as she explained the history of the circle. “Like the protective circle, it was allegedly created by King Solomon centuries ago and was used to dispel demons. If one of us steps into the circle, the spell freezes us in time and space. Unfortunately for the mortals who created it, the spell isn’t strong enough for higher-level demons.”
