by Eric Vall
The tiny redhead thought for a moment and then nodded in agreement. “Yes,” she said as her violet eyes looked into mine. “I honestly wish I had done it sooner.”
As she spoke, Sia was inching closer.
“Does that mean I’ve… impressed you?” I questioned slyly.
The madame was now right in front of me, and she reached out and began to rub her small hands up and down my chest.
“Yes, you have, Jacob,” she cooed as her other hand reached under the water and caressed my dick, “in many, many ways.”
I bent down and pulled Sia’s lips onto mine. Our tongues danced around in each other's mouths as she started stroking at my cock, and I became fully erect in her hand. The madame began with a few slow, gentle tugs, but as our make-out session became more aggressive, so did she.
I ran my hand across the succubus’ chest, stopping to fondle each of her perky nipples tenderly.
Superbia moaned in response, and somehow my cock got even harder. The redhead pulled back and stared at me passionately.
“Jacob?” She batted her big, doe-like violet eyes at me. “I’m ready.”
Without another word, I scooped her up in my arms and carried her out of the river and onto the small plateau. There was nothing but rock around us, so I had to improvise. I tossed down a blanket of purple flames and sat the succubus down on top of it.
Sia gasped when her bare ass hit the harmless violet fire, but I didn’t give her much time to think about it. Once she was safely on the platform, I threw my hands around her waist and slowly started to slide the redhead onto my dick. Sia’s pussy was amazingly tight, but she was wetter than I could have possibly imagined, and I was able to slide my length fully into her with one slow thrust.
The woman couldn’t contain her intense moan when I was deep inside of her. Superbia’s cries of pleasure echoed back and forth across the ravine walls, but at this point, I didn’t give a fuck if anyone heard us. Sia’s eyes rolled back in her head, and she threw down her hands to grab the edges of the platform to brace herself.
I pumped in and out of the succubus slowly, pulling out and stopping every so often just so I could hear her beg for me to put it back in. Just when I felt like she was on the verge of an orgasm, I started to thrust harder.
Sia’s sexy petite breasts bounced seductively as I pounded her, and the sounds that escaped the succubus’ mouth grew more intense with each thrust. I leaned down over the woman, pulled all the way out, and then slowly slid back in as I began to make out with her again.
The redhead wrapped her arms around my naked torso and began to quiver. She was on the verge.
“I want to be on top,” she panted.
“You want to switch now?” I asked.
“Pride, remember?” she squeaked out in between moans.
In a single motion, I flipped both of our bodies around so that Sia and I switched positions without missing a single stroke. I ran my hand along her flat stomach as she sat up and thought about what she was going to do next.
The redhead placed both of her knees on the platform and then began to grind her pussy against my cock in a circular motion. She let out another intense moan, and I didn’t know how much longer I was going to last. Sia started going faster, the lips of her dripping-wet labia gliding in all directions across my dick as she moved.
I couldn’t take it anymore.
Our moans intensified and intermingled as her pussy tightened like a vice around me. Then I filled her with my warm cum, and her muscles clenched me even more with spasmodic pulses that milked every drop from me.
Exhausted, Sia collapsed down onto me, and the two of us laid there as a heaving pile of bodies. After a moment, she raised her head and looked up at me. Her red hair was still wet from our swim, and I couldn’t tell if it was beads of water or beads of sweat that lay on her forehead.
“Jacob,” she panted, “that was incredible.”
“You weren’t too bad yourself,” I joked. “Who the hell am I kidding? You lived up to the hype and then some!”
The madame rolled off onto the flaming violet platform beside me, and I wrapped my arm around her lovingly. The sun was just starting to set over the desert sky, so we laid there for a little longer until the dusk became the night.
“The stars are beautiful, Jacob.” Sia cooed as she snuggled up tightly against me. “I’m starting to think that meeting you was the best thing to ever happen to me.”
“I could say the same thing about the three of you.” I smiled. “Believe it or not, before Liby and Cupi came along, Todd and I were just your run-of-the-mill twenty-something losers.”
“They made your life better?” she asked.
“You all have.” I chuckled happily. “Summoning a succubus is the smartest decision I ever made.”
“Speaking of the girls,” Sia sighed dreamily and looked over to our campsite, “I think they have finally got the fire going. Shall we join them?”
“If I can even still walk,” I joked as we both stood up, and I disintegrated the violet spell.
I used a bit of my emerald flame to pick up all of our clothes, and then Sia and I made our way back over to where our friends were hanging out. When we walked up to the campsite, I could see that Todd had put everything in order.
A campfire powered by red Hellfire roared at the very center of the platform and acted as the main hub of our makeshift base. About twenty feet away from the fire sat our butane grill and a mixed pile of firewood and phone books to be used as kindling. All three of our friends sat on the ground around the fire pit, each holding a roasting stick.
“Have a good time?” Cupiditas asked with a raised eyebrow.
I laughed at the question. “You know we did.”
“It must have gotten really intense out there.” Todd snickered. “I saw you were using your powers and everything!”
“I’m not going--”
“Jakey, it’s okay,” Todd explained. “It was all set up by the three of us here.”
“Excuse me?” Now, I was completely confused.
“Let me explain,” Libidine spoke up. “Cupiditas and I were talking, and we realized that we needed to get you as powerful as possible if we are to stand a chance against the forces of darkness.”
“Sister Superbia was being too… hesitant to make the connection,” Cupi chuckled. “So we sped up the process a little.”
“Maverick, meet your Gooses!” Todd laughed and then he high-fived Liby.
“The tension was obviously there.” The dark-haired succubus shrugged. “We just had to get you two alone together, and this was the perfect chance.”
“I am troubled by your deception, girls.” Sia shook her head back and forth, but then smiled at the succubi. “But I appreciate your efforts. We had quite the time, didn’t we, Jacob?”
“That’s the understatement of the century.” I laughed as I sat down next to Cupi.
“Are you ready for some mores?” Libidine bounced up and down happily.
“S’mores, doll.” Todd facepalmed. “For the millionth time, they’re called s’mores. Kids these days.”
Cupiditas pulled back her stick and inspected her two perfectly toasted marshmallows. “I don’t care what they’re called. As long as they’re delicious, they’re going in my belly.”
Todd stood up and waddled over to the butane grill. “We had to adjust the recipe a little since, well, we’re roasting these bad boys over Hellfire,” the imp chuckled, “but Cupi and Liby are naturals!”
The imp returned with a paper plate filled with graham crackers and chocolate bars.
“And now, for the greatest fucking thing since Rastaman Vibration.” Todd grinned, combined four pieces of chocolate and crackers, and then walked over to Cupi.
He carefully slid the first marshmallow off the stick in between the two crackers and then laid it back onto the plate. Todd did the same thing with the second fluffy white dessert, but this time, he made sure that he held the finished product close to
the fire so that the chocolate melted. The imp waddled over and handed the two treats to Sia and me.
“For the happy couple,” he giggled.
Maybe it was just because I hadn’t eaten in a while, but this s’more looked fucking delicious.
The graham crackers were so crisp that they nearly broke apart in my grasp. At the same time, the gooey mixture of toasted marshmallow fluff and melted chocolate mushed out from the sides of the dessert and dribbled down my hand.
I raised the s’more to my mouth and took a bite. Instantly, my taste buds were greeted with a delicious blend of honey, sugar, and just a touch of bitterness.
“Okay,” Sia said with a mouthful of s’more. “I think I may have lied. Now, this is officially the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”
“That good, huh?” I laughed.
All around the campfire, the rest of the group were taking bites of their treats. Judging by the near-orgasmic sounds they made, it seemed like they enjoyed the s’mores as much as Sia and I were doing.
“I’m going to make an executive decision,” Cupi announced. “From now on, I want Jacob and Todd to pick what we eat. Just when I think they can’t surprise me anymore…”
“You’re welcome, blondie.” Todd raised his s’more like he was giving a toast.
I glanced down at my watch. “Yikes, it’s getting kinda late,” I observed. “We still have a full day’s drive ahead of us, and that’s without stops.”
“Bro, everybody knows we’re gonna make stops,” Todd mused. “Probably multiple ones, each with their own unique location and special obstacle we have to overcome.”
“Okay--”
“I’ll fuck some shit up, the girls will get into hilarious fish out of water situations, and you’ll be stuck playing the straight man,” the imp said as he stuck his face next to the campfire to light his joint. When he pulled back, the front of his cowboy hat was singed. “It’s gonna be a blast.”
“What I’m saying is that it’s about time to be hitting the ‘hay,” I explained. “We’ve still got a long mission ahead of us.”
“I agree.” Sia nodded. “A good night’s rest will be beneficial to all of us.”
Todd and the succubi stood up, and the five of us headed off to the tent.
“Do you think it’s safe to keep that fire going?” Libidine asked as I unzipped the tent.
“If we don’t, we’re going to have all sorts of animals snooping around our camp,” I said to the succubus. “The last thing we want is some coyote coming in here, pissing on our stuff and eating our food.”
“It’s fine, Liby.” Todd chuckled and puffed at his joint. “I’ll take care of it tomorrow. I’ve drank, like, an entire gallon of water today.”
For my own sanity, I ignored Todd’s words and headed over to the family-sized sleeping bag. As I climbed in, I looked over at the three succubi.
“So, who’s going to take me up on my offer?” I grinned.
All three of the girls giggled as they ran over and hopped into the large blue bag. Cupi, Liby, Sia, and I snuggled up close together, and our bodies were warm as they pressed together tenderly.
I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep in no time at all.
“Bro, I need your help out here!” I was jolted awake by the sound of Todd’s voice coming from outside the tent.
I glanced groggily at my phone as I slowly climbed out of the sleeping bag and walked to the opening flap of the tent. I reached down and began to undo the zipper quietly.
“It’s important, bro!” he implored. “Just come out here, Jacob.”
I froze in place.
Todd almost never called me “Jacob,” especially since he turned into an imp. It was always “bro” or “Jakey,” but never my formal name.
As I stood there in hesitation, I heard the familiar snoring of the imp coming from behind me. I turned around, and there was Todd, sound asleep in a miniature orange sleeping bag.
“Jaccccoooob…” Todd’s voice now sounded more gurgly and distorted. “Come here. It’s important, bro.”
Quietly, I snuck back over to where the imp and the succubi were passed out. I shook Todd, and the imp scowled at me as he awoke.
“Don’t interrupt an imp’s beauty sleep, br--”
I threw my hand down over Todd’s mouth to keep him quiet.
“Todd, please tell me you’ve learned how to throw your voice,” I whispered to the imp.
Todd’s eyes widened, and he shook his head.
“Jaaaacoooobbb…” the voice was now closer.
The light from the roaring campfire outside was suddenly interrupted by a large, lanky shadow. Whatever was outside seemed to be a quadruped, and it was dragging its massive body along by two long, spider-like legs in the front. As it passed by the tent, it made a sound like a death rattle.
Seconds later, a second figure passed by the fire. This one was more massive and bulky, and it walked on two legs. Its long shadow was made even taller by the antlers that stretched up over its head.
I put my finger up to my lips and lowered my hand from Todd’s mouth.
“Bro, I recognize that sound…” he whispered in terror. “It’s fucking Skinwalkers.”
Chapter 10
“Can’t they see our tent?” I whispered to the imp as the shadows continued to encircle the campfire.
“No, bro.” Todd shook his head. “They’re nearly blind. Skinwalkers hunt based on their other senses.”
I let out a sigh of relief. “Thank God we left the fire going. The smell and sound of the flames is probably the only thing keeping them from pinning down our location.”
I carefully walked over to where the three succubi were sleeping and nudged them awake.
“Brrroooooo,” the Todd-like inhuman voice hissed from outside. “I need your help.”
“How is that--” Liby started to say, but Todd placed a tiny finger on her mouth before she could finish.
“Skinwalkers,” he whispered.
The second the words left the imp’s mouth, all three of the succubi’s eyes widened in terror.
“How many of them?” Cupiditas mumbled quietly.
“At least two,” I whispered, “but it sounds like there could be more of them out there.”
“Maybe they just want to talk about an alliance?” The dark-haired succubus shrugged. “Raphael said that most metaphysical entities are currently neutral.”
“They’re trying to use Todd’s voice to lure me out and isolate me.” I shook my head. “No, these things are here to kill us.”
Cupi’s eyes narrowed. “Then we need to kill them first.”
“How the fuck do we do that?” Todd protested in a whisper. “I read that these things are immune to magical attacks. They used to be Native American shamans after all.”
“That may be true,” Sia answered, “but they are still able to be defeated through traditional weapons. It’s the price they pay for cutting a deal with Lucifer.”
“He’s ironic like that,” Liby added with a whisper.
I crept over to my duffel bag at the foot of our large sleeping bag. Thankfully, it was already open, so I didn’t have to take the risk of making a noise by unzipping it. Carefully, I rummaged through our supplies until I found the two elaborate daggers we’d stolen from the cult. I stood up, nodded to the blonde succubus, and then tossed her the bull-headed one.
“We’ll have to do it the old-fashioned way,” I whispered. “By stabbing them to death.”
As I approached the door of the tent, I motioned for my friends to follow. The five of us were soon huddled together, and I started to explain my plan.
“Magic might be ineffective on Skinwalkers,” I started, “but it can still be useful for fighting them. Liby, use your telekinetic powers to throw shit at them. Todd, I want you to confuse the fuck out of them by changing your voice. Cupi, you’re my close-quarters combat girl, so I want you to kill these fuckers while they’re distracted.”
“And what is my
task, Jacob?” Sia whispered.
“You have the most important job of all, Sia,” I put my hand on her tiny shoulder. “These guys sound horrifying. If one of them gets to us, we need you to be ready to heal our wounds.”
“So I am reduced to the role of medic?” the redhead asked sadly.
“Insurance is always important, but if you take out one or two of them along the way, I can live with that.” I smiled at the madame and then turned back to the rest of my friends. “Everybody understand their job? There won’t be a chance to explain again once I open this door.”
Todd and the succubi all nodded in agreement.
I turned back to the tent door and took a deep breath. As I reached down and began to unzip the flap, I tried not to breathe. The zipper made a dull whine as the teeth were separated, but it was soon all the way open, and the monsters didn’t seem to notice. I took one more deep breath, clutched the goat-headed dagger in my hands, and then stepped out into the darkness.
It took everything in my power not to gasp at the sight that now stood in front of me.
About ten feet away stood the bulkier, bipedal Skinwalker whose shadow I’d seen earlier. His frame was muscular, and he had to stand at least seven feet tall. The Skinwalker’s entire body was covered with bloody, matted fur that was falling off in clumps. Underneath the fur were patches of brown, rotting skin. The creature’s face looked like that of a deer, with six-point antlers atop his head, an elongated snout, and beady black eyes. Most unsettling, however, was the freshly torn flesh that dangled from the Skinwalker’s antlers and teeth.
On my left was the one that had been calling my name. Though its face was much more human, it had large ears like a bat, and his skin had fallen off to reveal the muscle underneath. The Skinwalker’s back legs were small and useless, but his massive arms were nearly five feet long. As it dragged itself across the sand with its arms and sniffed the air, it looked like something directly out of a horror movie.
I motioned for my friends to exit, and we began to make our way silently past the fire. Just as we were passing by it, Skinwalker number three came around the side of the inferno, and we froze in our tracks.
