Jezebel's Tale Page 2

  She then gasped in pleasure as he started to slam into her with long strokes, burying himself deeply slapping her swollen clit with his balls.

  He grabbed her hair and pulled back hard as he spanked her again and she heard him say in a rough commanding voice, “Tell me how much you need this Jezebel!”

  She felt herself start to convulse as he spanked her again and she tightened around his shaft and screamed, “Fuc.., yes, I need to be fucked by you Steve, fill me!”

  She started to buck back hard, milking him as he pulled back for the next stroke. She felt Steve grow inside her even more as he stuck his wet thumb into her dark hole.

  Steve then buried himself as deep as he could go and cried out, “I’m cumming”

  She rose with him and her whole body convulsed as he kept up slow even strokes trying to extend both their orgasms as long as possible.

  Jezebel and Steve collapsed onto the bed completely spent. She noted it didn’t take long for him to pass out. She knew this wasn’t a guy being an ass. She literally wiped him out by absorbing his part of his life force earlier plus the sex.

  She cleaned him off with her mouth, threw on a robe and headed to the bathroom leaving Steve passed out in her bed. Jezebel jumped in the shower and cleaned up, she felt energized and wide awake. Her body was still tingly from the sex and the taste in her mouth of their mixed juices was turning her on again.

  She both loved and hated her enhanced sex drive. It never seemed to be enough except for that short after time glow.

  She was soaping up when she heard the door open and felt Sandy walk into the bathroom. She watched her strip off her robe and join her shower. Jezebel was intoxicated by her scent.

  She very obviously leered at her and playfully spanked her ass, this was to cover up the fact that her best friend really did turn her on tremendously and could barely take her eyes off her. But she didn’t want to mess anything up in their friendship.

  Sandy has been her best friend for 5 years, and although she could tell Sandy was attracted to her very much she never signaled anything intimate would be ok so she held back.

  Sandy told her, “Sorry for jumping in like this, need a shower bad. I guess you wore out yours too?” Sandy giggled at her.

  Jezebel smiled and nodded, “He did pretty well, passed out now though.”

  Jezebel rinsed the soap off and fighting back the longing to kiss Sandy left the shower to dry off.

  Chapter 2

  The next morning Jezebel made some breakfast and a pot of coffee around 10am to get Steve going. With a naughty smile she decided he was deserving of a special wakeup call. She connected with him as she took him into her mouth. She loved the feel of him growing along her tongue and into the back of her throat.

  She was rewarded with a loud sleepy groan as she started to bob up and down on his now rock hard spear. She cheated a little and lengthened her tongue, not enough that it would be out of place, but enough to partially wrap around and provide additional milking action. She groaned as she felt his pleasure as her own, her pussy tingling and clenching causing juice to start leaking out and moisten her thigh.

  Steve arched his back and pushed up into her mouth and moaned out, “God that’s amazing, don’t stop.”

  Steve grunted and couldn’t hold it anymore, Jezebel’s mouth, tongue and throat were doing impossible things to his cock and he surrendered to her ministrations.

  Jezebel knew he was on the edge, and so was she. She felt him push her head down as he started shooting down her throat which set off her own orgasm. She kept him buried in her throat and lightly sucked and pushed some energy to extend his orgasm and her own while flicking her clit with her finger.

  Jezebel swallowed his load, catching every drop then milked him to make sure she got it all. She looked up into his eyes and purred, “Good morning.”

  Before he left he asked her to swap numbers, she did as he was a good guy and magnificent lover. Jezebel wouldn’t mind seeing him again. She knocked out some homework. She was majoring in psychology which she thought was funny. A sex obsessed succubus here to take care of your mental issues. Yeah, they will line up for that.

  Around 6 she headed for the sapphire club, which was the gentlemen’s club where she waitressed. She waved at Jake and Tony behind the bar and headed back to get changed. Jake was the bartender, he was about 27 and completely hot, he was also half Demon though she wasn’t sure what type. She only knew he wasn’t an incubus, she knows what they feel like thanks to dear old dad.

  She thought Tony looked annoyed, but then he was a 15 decade old Demon, so she tried to stay on his good side. He wasn’t too bad for a Demon she surmised, but you wouldn’t want to end up on his bad side. The best thing to say about Tony is he didn’t torture people for fun. They had to get on his bad side first.

  She went to her locker and pulled out her waitress outfit and grew herself out to a generous D cup. Jezebel didn’t mind working in a strip club so much, she got to feed without full contact and make a lot of money to finish up college. She thought of the times before this job when she got hungry enough she would pick up just about anyone, now on a steady diet she could be more selective about who shared her bed.

  Jezebel went out on the floor decked out in daisy duke shorts and a tight black shirt that left nothing to the imagination, 2 inch heeled boots gave her just enough rise to perfectly shape her ass.

  It seemed a busy night and she opened up her senses to cover the club, she has been known to push on the customers a small bit when the dancers are up there, they don’t know that of course. The girls do know however that they make more cash on the nights Jezebel works, and that translates into more tip money to share. It also has the benefit of lowering the drama and cattiness due to her looking better than anyone else there.

  She knew Tony wouldn’t mind giving nature a helping hand as he got a percentage of her tips. She also didn’t feel guilty about the customers as that was what they were there for. She was just ensuring a good show. Jezebel opened up her feeding and it didn’t take her long to top off from last night with all those drooling men out there.

  Nodding to Jake as he gave her a drink she took a seat and said, “Good night?”

  Jake made a noncommittal noise in return and said to her, “Ok now that you’re here babe.” Jake winks at her.

  As Jezebel was just about to flirt back she saw Tony’s face turn stony facing the door. Jezebel looked over her shoulder and saw a guy in a cheap suite that was looking around suspiciously. She turned to Tony and says, “What’s up with him?”

  Andy spat out, “Fucking cop, and worse a nephilim.”

  She glanced back over her shoulder and then turned back and said, “What the hell is a half Angel doing here. And a cop, what’s that about?”

  “Well there have been a few skirmishes. As far as I know the treaty between our home dimensions are still being respected,” Tony answered. “Didn’t your Dad tell you about them?”

  “Hell no, I don’t talk to him much anymore, you know he hides shit from me. I was 18 before I even knew I was half succubus, and I know there is other stuff about me he hasn’t told me about yet,” Jezebel replies defensively. “Why haven’t you kicked his ass out of here yet, he is intruding on your ground.”

  Tony just looks at Jezebel a moment. Finally he sighs and fills her in, “That’s why the cop part, because earth laws come ahead of our treaty, so as a cop he has a right to investigate in here. Not sure what their goal is, besides starting a fight anyway.”

  Jezebel sighs, “Crap, well that sounds to me like more than one nephilim full of piss trying to prove himself, ugh, should I just lay low or can I help, you know, nonviolently?”

  Before Tony has a chance to answer she feels the nephilim comes closer, identified by his blank sexual signature. Jezebel shudders and is thankful she isn’t an Angel or nephilim, no sex wonders. It isn’t a surprise they steered the church to such restrictions on sex. Not only does it turn humanity against Demon’s, sin
ce we are all about physical pleasures, but keeps them from being exposed to it as much. Talk about sour grapes.

  Tony turns to the detective and asks, “What do you want this time detective?” then mutters, “Immaculate wonder.”

  Jezebel snickers. She knows the Angels hate when we make fun of how they reproduce, through aura transfer, no touching required. Although nephilim actually have the equipment they have no sex drive, and their aura isn’t strong enough to reproduce either.

  “Just looking for underage employees, no one looks that young so don’t worry about it”, says the detective. He shrugs and says diffidently, “Sorry about this, Captain is the one keeps sending me here. Believe me I don’t want to be on your turf anymore than you want me here.”

  Jezebel throws back the rest of her drink and says, “Well I got some thirsty customers, talk to you boys later.”

  Jezebel was taking a drink order from some middle aged guy when she felt fear and aggression in her power web. What most people don’t recognize about the succubus, is fear and aggression is hers to control as well, it’s all tied into sex via the extremely complicated survival instinct. She narrowed it down to a lap dance in booth 3, Violet was disturbed, and the twit in there getting the dance was being aggressively handsy, not to mention the crude language.

  She got the bouncers attention and flashed him 3 fingers and a thumbs down, she also sent out a tendril of power and intent which immediately made the prick deflate, and without the libido and feeling of control most of his aggression dropped off. Of course a guy that suddenly loses his libido will get mad and aggressive again, but there is a window there where he will just feel confusion. Just one more reason the dancers liked working the same shift as Jezebel, they didn’t understand, but they could tell incidents such as this were cut down. Succubus on crowd control….. Who knew?

  By the end of her shift around 2am and she is taking home around a grand after the split. She always makes good tips for some reason. She decides the detective might not be too bad as he didn’t cause any problems, born here on earth like her and just making his way in the world, it will be the asshole captain that’s a problem.

  At the end of the shift she shrinks back down to a C cup and gets dressed. She wouldn’t mind keeping the D’s sometimes, but when she does guys don’t notice she has a face, which is flattering and pleasurable in bed but annoys her when she’s trying to have a conversation.

  Plus sometimes she wants to be taken seriously on a cerebral level.

  Jezebel peeks out the side door and it appears clear, so she steps out and heads for home. Halfway down the block she runs into a couple of drunks. She thinks to herself, “Great, I’m going to have an adventure.”

  She opens her senses and realizes they are here to have a good time, with her permission or not. As she is going over all the ways to stop them, including castration and death, she really doesn’t like rapists. They wolf whistle at her drunkenly and cliché or not one of them actually says, “We are going to show you what it’s like to be with a real man.”

  She smiles seductively and licks her lips when she walks down the alley, they try to grab her but she grins at them evilly and when they touch her arm their eyes roll back in there head as they both intensely, and prematurely ejaculate in their pants. Jezebel makes the channel one way to block the return, she does not want to feel what these creeps do or she would be pleasured too.

  She rarely does this as getting there the long way is so much more pleasurable, but she figures this is an easy way out without really hurting them and they aren’t much of a threat as they are in a daze now. She decides they get a break this time, but if she runs into them again they will not get off so easy.

  She gets home and Sandy is there on the couch when she walks in. Jezebel freezes and takes in the scene. Candle light, soft jazz playing in the background. Strawberries on the coffee table, and oh yeah, Sandy is straddled over a naked Scott on the couch in reverse cowboy bouncing on his cock, which appears to be an impressive 7 inches and very thick.

  Sandy’s mouth watering breasts are bouncing in a hypnotizing fashion under a sexy red negligee, her hard swollen nipples apparent through the gauzy garment. Sandy’s breath is coming in gasps in sync with her bouncing.

  Jezebel firmly reminds her now extremely wet pussy and hard nipples that joining in pleasuring Sandy would be a bad idea and heads for her bedroom.

  Jezebel goes to her toy drawer and pulls out a dildo and vibrating butt plug and gets on her bed. Lubing up both she pushes the plug into her dark star and turns the vibration on to low. She relaxes to get used to it then starts rubbing circles over her clit as she stuffs that huge dildo between her wet silken folds.

  She gets a naughty thought and opens her senses into the next room for some second hand lust and pleasure from Sandy. She worries for a second about privacy and maybe this is too much of an intrusion. Then she remembers Sandy was in the living room, which means she wanted Jezebel to get an eyeful on her way in.

  Then she completely stops thinking as the overstimulation makes her start to cum hard and turns up the vibrating plug to high and just feels it roll through her to extend the explosion.

  As Jezebel approaches her second orgasm actually riding the dildo now and roughly pinching and twisting her nipples, she feels Sandy start to orgasm, and when she does Jezebel senses all of Sandy’s lustful thoughts go to Jezebel seeing her like that, of longing to be with her which sends Jezebel over the peak of orgasm two.

  Her whole body convulsing as her juice spurts out of her pussy around the thick dildo and all over her hand. The smell of sex and the intimate thoughts Sandy sends in her direction immediately launch her into her third orgasm. Collapsing into the bed sideways and pulling back her senses she can’t believe Sandy feels that way.

  The lust yes, the longing however stirs conflicting feelings in Jezebel. She is full of lust, guilt for spying and amazement that Sandy cooked up that whole show when Jezebel got off of work on purpose.

  Jezebel’s body is overwhelmed by aftershocks, when she can think, she thinks of Sandy. She never caught Sandy having those types of thoughts toward her before. Of course she’s never been connected during one of her orgasms either. She knew Sandy liked her of course, she just wasn’t aware of the intensity.

  She considers starting a subtle campaign, let Sandy know she is available and interested to see how she reacts. She is conflicted though, fun is one thing, true emotional intimacy is something else. Considering what she is how could her friend accept her? After all no one else has. She heads to the bathroom and cleans her toys, then puts them away before jumping in the shower. Now that she feels relieved and clean she turns in for the night.

  Chapter 3

  Jezebel wakes up about 9 and starts getting ready for class. She isn’t sure still that she should try for Sandy, mainly because she is her best friend, but there are other feelings involved too.

  How ironic she thinks to herself, a succubus is worried about how sex might ruin a relationship. She snorts derisively and pulls herself together. She knows it isn’t really the sex, that part is easy. It’s that she cares. Which she hasn’t risked in a long time. She has grown close to Sandy and doesn’t know if she can handle her rejecting what she is.

  She has an hour before class so she looks in on Sandy. Scott must have headed home last night as she stares at her sleeping friend alone in bed. She decides to let her sleep and starts a pot of coffee and throws some eggs on the griddle.

  Jezebel heard Sandy wake up and start to move around so she threw a couple of more eggs on the griddle and poured another cup of coffee for her friend. She turned and saw Sandy and tried not to stare. She usually covered up her longing with an exaggerated leer to hide her feelings behind a humorous joke, but she didn’t want to do that this morning.

  “Made you a cup a coffee and got some eggs coming up too”, said Jezebel.

  Picking up the coffee and taking a sip Sandy groaned then replied, “Thanks, just what I needed.
Are you working tonight?”

  Jezebel replied, “No, got the night off.” She asked Sandy the same and Sandy didn’t have work either. She finished up the eggs and brought them over to the table. As she put them down she brushed Sandy’s neck lightly as if on accident and then put her hand lightly on Sandy’s shoulder and gave a soft squeeze.

  She asked, “Want to do something tonight, us girls only?”

  Jezebel relaxed a bit as Sandy didn’t react badly or seem uncomfortable to her touch. In fact she kind of melted under it.

  Sandy replied, “I’d love to. What do you have in mind?”

  Jezebel looked thoughtful for a second and said, “Dinner and drinks, then I’ll take you home with me of course. Relax and watch a movie?” Jezebel winks down at her and brushes her neck with a fingertip as she removes her hand to go finish her own breakfast.

  Sandy’s neck tingled pleasantly as she answered, “Sounds fun.”

  The sexual tension in the room was at a peak but Jezebel needed to get to class. She firmly reminded herself that her powers were for eating and protection, and enhancement of sexual gratification. Not to make sex slaves of best friends. So she smiled and headed off to class looking forward to tonight.

  After class she grabbed a coffee only for lunch, although she could eat she really didn’t need it for sustenance, but it could be enjoyable and sometimes necessary to not stand out.

  She pondered telling Sandy her secret tonight but was afraid to, she wasn’t often rejected and the fact that what caused it in the past is what she is rather than who she is made it worse. She fully understood the whole fear what you don’t understand psychology and that more than anything made her nervous.

  Where was she supposed to draw the line? She knew if it was going to be anything serious she needed to tell, and not wait so long. She knew that they were way too good of friends to just have sex and call it benefits. They either needed to stay as they were or advance. She decided then that she would need to tell her.