Taking Innocence - 12 Erotic Tales of Lost Innocence

by Scott, Jade K.

  Then she turned into his former next-door neighbor Ms. Jones, and carried on stroking him. Dale suddenly remembered watching his neighbor bending over in her garden and how he imagined coming up behind her and taking her in that position. His cock suddenly sprang to attention.

  “Oh, you’re quite a big boy, aren’t you,” said Candy before pulling the covers back.

  Dale’s erection sprang to attention as the sheets that protected it were uncovered, and he watched the woman of his fantasies reach for his cock. When she grasped it, he took a deep breath and closed his eyes as her hand stroked him. He felt guilty, even though he knew it wasn’t really Ms. Jones. However, he couldn’t deny that it was the hottest thing he’d ever experienced. He opened his eyes to see her leaning forward and then felt her lips surrounding the end of his cock.

  “Oh shit…that feels so good,” he said.

  He knew who was doing it, but the fact that she looked like his former neighbor was driving him crazy. He watched as Candy allowed more of his meat into her mouth and threw his head back to enjoy the sensations. He could still see his neighbor bending over in the garden in his mind’s eye and flashing her panties. Then he felt the end of his cock hitting the back of Candy’s throat, and it was all too much. He called out that he was going to cum, but Candy ignored him.

  When he did explode inside her mouth, she carried on sucking him as if nothing had happened. It wasn’t until he’d completely stopped ejaculating that Candy allowed it to slip from her mouth. She then climbed onto the bed, still looking like Ms. Jones, and sat astride his still hard cock. Her breasts were perfect, and the long hair that cascaded over her shoulders looked incredibly smooth and silken.

  Candy squatted down facing him, and he felt the tightness of her pussy as she lowered herself onto his cock. She moved slowly but deliberately, allowing it all in before using her knees to slide off it again. Her breasts bounced and jiggled around as her movements increased in speed, and Dale couldn’t resist reaching up and cupping them both. He squeezed them hard and heard her tell him to squeeze them harder. He obeyed, and then pulled on her pink nipples as she began to moan from the pleasure of his cock buried deep inside her.

  She began to moan louder, and he could suddenly feel her pussy getting tighter as her orgasm approached. Just as she screamed that she was going to climax, he came deep inside her. She rocked leisurely back and forth rubbing her clit along his slowly deflating cock, enjoying the last moments of her climax before slumping down onto his chest. They stayed like that for a few minutes, and then Candy rolled off onto her back next to him.

  “You are an incredibly sexual person; are you made that way?” said Dale.

  “The succubae were made to be sexual. We are the very essence of what you would call a slut. To us, sex is a tool, something to use when we need to get our own way,” replied Candy.

  Dale appreciated her honesty, but the thoughts of his family were still on his mind. He would miss his parents, no matter how much his life had now changed.

  Chapter 2

  The next morning, Dale awoke to find his surroundings different from those he was used to. Then he remembered the day before, and shot up in bed to look around.

  “No, it wasn’t a dream,” said Candy as she sat on her own bed staring at him.

  Dale rubbed his eyes and then looked at her again. Her perfect body was something worth waking up to, but Dale tried to keep his cool. He looked again. It was hard not to look.

  “Um, Candy, is there something you could wear that’s a little less distracting?” he said eventually.

  “Oh, you mean something like this,” she replied.

  Suddenly, she was wearing a tiny see-through nightie. Her breasts, along with her hardened nipples, were pushing the front out, and the hem barely reached her hips. She stood up and spun around for him to see. She wore no panties, which left nothing to the imagination. He started to get hard, but was determined to stop her from manipulating him.

  “I can see more now than I did a minute ago. Is there nothing you can wear that allows a modicum of modesty?” he said, trying his best not to let her tease him.

  “Um, let me think. Oh, how about this,” she replied.

  He looked again and saw her dressed in a tight leotard. Her breasts were straining the material surrounding them, and the crotch part of the outfit was riding up the slit of her pussy.

  “Okay, you’re doing that deliberately, aren’t you?” he said.

  “Well, of course I am. I’m a succubus. I have no desire to dress appropriately. I’m comfortable with whom and what I am. You need to accept that and we can then move on,” she replied.

  Then she turned into the famous pop star Beyonce and was completely naked.

  “Oh my, this one makes you blush. Why’s that?” said Candy as she walked over to his bed.

  “Because Beyonce is special to me; she’s someone whom I admire and not a sex object,” replied Dale sternly.

  Candy turned back to her natural form and then sat on Dale’s bed.

  “From now on, I’ll only change if you want me to. I’m just trying to make you see that being my partner can be a lot of fun,” she said.

  “I realize that, but I think I prefer reality as opposed to fantasy. That’s just the way I am.”

  “You’re different from those I’ve been involved with in the past. You’re more mature than most, and you have an innocence about you that I find refreshing,” said Candy “Anyway, it’s time for business.”

  She then produced two small cubes, which she placed onto the table between the two beds. Next, she laid a metal bar over the top of them and held it with the palm of her hand. Suddenly, an image began to materialize from a smoke-like substance appearing between both cubes. It began to form; first, it was a man then it changed into a dog, and finally, a horse.

  “Ah, I haven’t seen one of them for a while,” she said as she picked the cubes up again.

  “What haven’t you seen for a while?” said Dale.

  “That was our next target. It’s a shape-shifter. I haven’t come across one of those for well over a year.”

  Dale got dressed, and they both left together. The maid saw the door opening from the hallway, but saw no one coming out. She looked inside, but the room was vacant. She shook her head and carried on with her job.

  Candy held another object in her hand when they reached the street, and as they approached the main road, she turned to Dale.

  “It’s that way,” she said pointing towards town.

  She walked slightly in front of Dale, and he couldn’t help staring at her tight and well-formed butt as she walked along.

  Oh my god, she’s perfect, he thought.

  “I can almost feel your eyes burning into my butt, young man,” she said, teasing him.

  Dale felt a flush in his cheeks and wondered why he was like he was. He adored and even lusted after women, but he admired them as well. He admired their form, and he admired the way that they could make him react to it. Perhaps it was just his age, and with time, he would learn to accept embarrassing moments like these. He resigned himself to trying harder, and not allowing Candy’s slutty behavior to faze him.

  Soon, they were approaching a huge shopping mall, and Candy’s hand-held gadget was telling them that their objective could be found within.

  “Okay, we know our target is in here, but finding him or her will be difficult. How would you like to proceed?” said Candy.

  “Well, I could enter each store and watch for anyone looking my way. Sooner or later we would enter the right one,” suggested Dale.

  “The trouble with that approach is that our target could be on a break or out back retrieving some stock, and we’d miss them without knowing it,” replied Candy.

  “Can’t your gadget pinpoint their location?”

  “No, it’s merely for general directions in which the target is located; it can’t tell me which person is using a disguise,” replied Candy.

  “In that case, I
think our best bet is to wait for the mall to close and use the locator when they go home. At least that way, we’ll know where the individual lives,” said Dale.

  Candy just nodded in agreement.

  “That leaves us several hours to kill. What would you like to do in the meantime?” she said.

  Dale wanted to go home and visit his parents, but he shook that idea off. Then he realized he was hungry.

  “How do we eat in public?” he said.

  “We can become tangible and visible. Eating in public places is the one time we do. Why do you ask, are you hungry?”

  “Yes, I could eat some food right about now,” responded Dale.

  Candy led the way to a small diner and just as they reached it, her clothing changed into an acceptable short dress with high heels. She then opened the door and they both entered.

  “Good morning,” said the server behind the counter, who was looking directly at Dale.

  “Good morning,” he replied.

  They sat down in one of the many booths, and each picked up a menu.

  “I didn’t even feel the transition from invisible to corporeal,” whispered Dale.

  “No, you won’t feel it. It’s something that’s natural. However, it’s also the one time that you’re vulnerable, which is why my last master is no longer with us. He preferred to feel the air on his skin, but look where that got him,” replied Candy.

  They had a good breakfast and Candy paid for it, leaving a generous tip as they left.

  “Where do you keep the things you keep using, like money and the gadgets you use?” said Dale when they were no longer corporeal.

  “Money is just an illusion to those we have to pay, whereas the gadgets I use are always with me, just like your sword,” replied Candy.

  They talked a lot more in town, and Dale started to feel comfortable around Candy towards the end of everyone’s work shift. As soon as they saw that the stores were closing, Candy used her locator gadget once more, and this time it was pointing out of town.

  “He or she must have left for the day, so let’s follow and see where they lead us,” said Candy.

  “Incidentally Candy, why is a shape-shifter considered a monster?”

  “In order for a shape-shifter to take on another form, they have to kill the original and absorb them into their being. So, every time they use a different person or animal, that person or animal is no more,” replied Candy.

  “Wow, to think I’ve been surrounded by this type of thing all of my life and had no idea,” said Dale.

  “Personally, I don’t think humans would want to know that they exist. They believe they’re at the top of the food chain, and if that notion were suddenly dispelled, well, let’s just say that I don’t think they could handle it.”

  They walked until they eventually came to the suburbs, and soon located the home where the shape-shifter resided. It was a large house with a beautiful garden and well-kept lawn.

  “These monsters really try to fit in, don’t they?” said Dale.

  “That’s why they’re so successful in fooling you all,” replied Candy.

  They knocked on the door but didn’t get an answer, so they went around to the back. There was a little old lady pulling up some weeds in the back garden.

  “Hello, can I help you?” she said.

  Dale momentarily forgot that he wasn’t visible and nearly answered her question. Then he remembered that if she could see him, she had to be his target. He reached up and withdrew his blade. She saw it and stood up quickly, having dropped all pretense of being fragile.

  “I always knew that this day would come, but I’m not going without a fight,” she said as she changed into a lion.

  Dale stepped back, before realizing that in his current form, the lion couldn’t harm him. He didn’t think she knew that because she suddenly sprang up and was bearing down on him. Dale swung his sword, and as it passed through the head of the lion, she let out a squeal of anguish before hitting the ground in two halves. She then turned into her original form, which Dale didn’t recognize, and evaporated. Dale placed the sword at his back and turned to Candy.

  “That’s twice it’s been a female. Is there any reason for that?” said Dale.

  “No, that’s just the luck of the draw. The next three could all be male for all we know,” replied Candy.

  They left to find another hotel, and as luck would have it, there was one a mile down the road. Dale quickly looked at the list of available rooms behind the clerk’s desk and located a room at the back of the list. Once inside, they became solid and lay on the beds to relax.

  “Tell me Candy, will we have a target every day?”

  “No, there’ll be times that we’ll have to move on. However, sooner or later we’ll have to return. Monsters are always on the move, at least in the most part. Very few actually set root to a single place because they know that we exist. In fact, the ones that live the longest are those that are on the move constantly,” replied Candy.

  “Um, I don’t quite know how to put this, but I’m in the mood for some fun tonight,” said Dale, much to Candy’s surprise.

  “Oh, what would you like me to do?” responded Candy.

  Dale thought about it for a moment, and although he knew what he wanted her to do, he was still finding it difficult to admit. Candy could see his hesitation and touched his head.

  “Oh, you little devil you. You enjoy role playing,” she said knowingly with a huge grin.

  Suddenly, she was wearing a low-cut French maid’s outfit with a frilly underlay. Her legs were covered with black seamless stockings with a red garter belt around her upper thigh, but the lowest part of her uniform barely covered her butt. She leaned over him, showing a good portion of her cleavage as she did so, and started to stroke the growing hardness beneath his pants.

  “Is this to your liking?” she whispered.

  His cock was already fully erect so she didn’t need the question answered, as she followed the shape of it with the palm of her hand. Her breasts heaved as she breathed in and out and moved nearer. Dale was transfixed he was so turned on. His cock was responding to her touch, but was starting to feel uncomfortable beneath his pants. She suddenly relieved him when she pulled the zipper down and reached inside to take hold of his solid shaft.

  “You have a nice cock, Dale; it makes for a pleasant change from the last two masters I had,” said Candy as her hand traveled the entire length of his pulsating member.

  “Turn around, I want to taste you,” replied Dale.

  Candy could tell that this was exciting him and didn’t refuse his request. By the time she’d turned around, her stockings were no longer there, and Dale could see her sweet shaven pussy approaching his face. He pushed the frills from her maid’s dress up and over her back and then started to lick her slit. She pushed back a bit further, making him move back until his cock was directly below her head. She covered it and allowed all of it inside her mouth as she felt his tongue repeatedly swipe her protruding clit.

  Dale adored the feeling of the end of his cock brushing the back of her throat as he licked her furiously. He enjoyed how she squirmed each time he flicked her clit with the tip of his tongue, and how her mouth seemed to tighten around the end of his cock when she was drawing it out. Above all though, the way she was dressed excited the hell out of him. In fact, it excited him so much that he started to cum all too quickly.

  Candy caressed his balls as she felt his seed surging up to explode inside her mouth, and then commenced in sucking him dry. From the moment he started to cum, he pushed his tongue inside her pussy and kept darting in and out. He loved the bittersweet taste of her nectar, and as his seed filled her mouth, she began to experience her own orgasm. Candy didn’t stop sucking him until she thought he’d stay hard, and then she got off the bed. She sat on the edge as she stroked him and asked what he wanted her to do next.

  “I’ll let you decide this time,” replied Dale.

  Suddenly, Candy was dressed in a
school uniform. She was wearing a short plaid skirt, a white blouse and cotton socks. Her hair was braided into two pony tails, and her breasts were threatening to break the buttons that were holding them back. She pulled her skirt up to flash him, which is when he realized that she was wearing skimpy, white cotton panties.

  “Do you want to play with me?” she said as she held one leg up and swayed back and forth.

  Dale got off the bed and turned her around, before bending her over the bed. He lifted her skirt and gripped her panties with both hands, before ripping a huge hole in them. He pushed her forward and lined himself up with her pussy before pushing his cock in. She screamed with pleasure, which only made him push harder. She’d really turned him on, and now all he wanted to do was fuck her hard. As he gripped her butt cheeks, he decided to slap her as well. The sound reverberated around the room, and she begged for more. He slapped her harder repeatedly until she screamed that she was going to cum.

  When she did climax, he could feel her pussy tightening around his cock, making it harder for him to push in. He kept pushing, and then suddenly he started to cum himself and moaned aloud that he was doing so. Candy ground her butt against him, wanting to feel his seed as it spewed into her. When he’d finished, he held his cock inside her as deep as it would go, and stayed there for a minute before disengaging. They both fell to the bed after that to catch their breath, and when Dale looked her way once more, he discovered that she was now dressed as normal.

  “Did you enjoy that?” said Candy.

  “You know I did; after all, you read my mind,” replied Dale.

  “It might interest you to know that your fantasies are pretty much the norm for guys. I’m glad about that though, I don’t particularly like men who are too kinky.”

  “Tell me Candy, how long have you been doing this?” said Dale.

  “A little over two hundred years now, but who’s counting,” replied Candy.

  “So, would it be fair to say that you’re immortal?”

  “We both are as long as you’re careful,” replied Candy.