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When I Summoned a Succubus S*ave, My Sister Is the One That Appeared


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Among grandfather’s memento, I found an old notebook. It says『How to summon a succubus s*ave』…Of course, I tried it, for some reason my little sister, Yurika appeared.
It was their grandmother who had blood of succubus&will be passed down on generation (ramdomly/once in a while there will be someone of the fam who'll be succubus)

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I came home in the evening from a heavy
day of classes and library time to find my apartment door unlocked. For most
people, this would be a moment to pause and decide a course of action for
dealing with an intruder. In my case, since the door was at least completely
closed, I had a better hint of who was in there and just sighed a little as my
plans for a solitary, relaxed evening vanished.
I opened the door to my little
one-bedroom apartment. It's not a dump studio, nor is it a penthouse by any
stretch. It's just a cozy, clean space that I can lay my head while I finish my
Masters, and it would likely serve my needs when I went to work on my PhD as
well. The door opened to face a clean kitchen in the open floor plan, and I
looked to the left down the short length to the living area. Already I was
feeling a little something when a dusky, honeyed voice said, "Hey,
Phillip."
She hadn't even looked over at me from
where she sat on the couch, but I could tell she'd been there a while already. As
she often did, my older sister Violet was paying me an unannounced visit. My much older sister.
Violet was about ninety-three years old
at this point, but didn’t look a day over twenty-two. Benefits of succubus DNA
if you’re a female. Obviously she’s my half-sister really, but who wants to
quibble over a few alleles here and there? The point is that as one my mother’s
few daughters, she inherited the whole package of near immortality and all
sorts of interesting abilities. Violet was also granted her own sense of
supernatural beauty.
She sat on my couch, drumming her fingers
on the arm and grinning her perfect white teeth at me. Her completely
unblemished skin had an average Caucasian tone under the dark brunette hair
that barely seemed to have hints of red in certain light. Between her and mom's
own dark hair and more bronze complexion, I’ve always figured Violet’s father
was Scotch-Irish. Not that the children of succubi
ever really get a chance to meet their fathers; they’ve usually been swallowed
alive before we’re even walking. Violet herself was currently sporting a huge,
round belly just under her perfect, slightly hanging breasts. Still, I knew she
wasn’t having any kids of her own yet, and this was just the result of a normal
feeding, gobbling down some loner guy that probably wouldn’t be missed.
“Hello, Vi,” I said as casually as I
could. Not that her showing up unannounced was anything new since she found me.
It’s just that her supercharged pheromones were in the air and making my pants
feel a little tighter. “Just stop by for a little chat after dinner?”
My sister just giggled and patted her
belly, licking her full lips as it worked away at the slightly twitching form
inside. “Actually, I felt like having some dessert.”
The first time Violet had said that to me
with that look in her eye, I’d panicked. I put a lot of work into surviving my
mother’s household, and I’d thought it was all for nothing because my ravenous
sister was going to stuff me down her throat. Of course, that hadn’t been what
she meant then, and it wasn’t what she meant this time.
Succubi do devour men whole, but that’s more of
a major feeding. Though from what I gather, younger ones tend to eat full meals
more often. Otherwise, they feed off of sex and life energy in ways that the
sciences haven’t really unlocked. So in this case, my sister using me for
“dessert” was far less sinister. In fact, it was a downright lovely idea that
made me throb a little harder.
I’m sure some people think it’s weird,
getting hot and bothered for someone you know is your sister, but when you grew
up with my own mother’s sense of rewards for good grades—in addition to the
gastric doom she held over us all—there’s very little out of the ordinary. Sex
is just a thing that happens, and you enjoy it when it does. Though it is
admittedly rare for us to run into one of our sisters. I don’t think it’s
usually this survivable, but it’s such a small sample size, it’s hard to say.
In any case, I wasn’t thinking much about
that as seconds ticked by. I was stepping forward while I watched Violet heave
her huge belly up from the couch and walk to meet me. It bounced slightly in
front of her naked body, and I’ll admit I’d come to find even that sexy over
the course of years. When we met in the middle, I started gently rubbing it in
a way I know she liked while I leaned over it to kiss her.
As our lips touched and I ran my hand
over that smooth, stretched skin, I felt that almost imperceptible tingle that
meant she was already feeding just a little off my sexual energy. It’s the most
harmless feeding, and it actually added to my own arousal, her need drawing it
out of me. Then against my own midsection, as the kiss deepened, I felt another
little wiggle from her belly.
I leaned back and we giggled as I gave it
a little pat, “So who’s in here?”
My sister shrugged. “Just some meaty frat
jock type. Don’t remember his name, but he was yummy. You really want the
details?”
“Not really,” I admitted with a smirk.
Yes, I’m sure I seem callous and
horrible, knowing some guy was digesting in my sister’s stomach and still ready
to give her “dessert”. Just remember, I grew up with this sort of thing,
knowing a succubus in the house was going
to eat men and simply dealing with it. Life doesn’t stop and start once something
momentous becomes just another day.
I was already pulling my shirt off and
tossing it aside, my hand slipping up over the top of her belly to grope her
breast. My thumb teased her nipple and made Violet groan while another little
ripple ran through her belly. This one I could actually feel against my own
skin as we touched, and it made my sister let out a short, deep belch. I turned
my face away from the smell, but didn’t let my hands wander too far away.
“ Mmm ,” she
said, “Wish you could understand how good it feels to be this stuffed, little
brother.”
“Well,” I countered with a shrug, “since
I can’t have that, I’ll have to settle for feeling what it does to you. And
what you do to me. Not a bad deal.”
Violet grinned and tweaked my nose. “I
think Mother taught you well.” Pushing me back and looking down my body, my
sister licked her lips slowly. “ Mmm , maybe I should
just get my dessert straight from the source tonight. Really taste it.”
I knew what she was driving at, and her
nails were already gently raking my upper body down to my pants while she
started to slip towards her knees. Very carefully, I pulled her back up while
trying to stroke her in nice ways.
“Actually, I think I’ll strip and get on
the bed. Nothing quite like having you ride me.”
My sister put on a fake pouty expression,
but her smile showed through. She certainly didn’t mind the idea of pinning me
to the bed and making us both moan. All while she digested her latest male
meal.
I walked back into my bedroom first and
began to strip down, trying to not to whine too much about what I’d missed. The
thing is, I would have loved for her to give me a blowjob then. I was positive
my sister gave amazing head like most
succubi . But for my own safety and sanity, I’ve
always tried to avoid any oral play beyond kissing. I just couldn’t be sure how
much control she had at her stage in life, and I worried about what would
happen if I started to taste too good … but damn was it difficult sometimes.
Still, the consolation prize certainly was nothing to sneeze at.
I’d already stripped off my pants and
underwear and was standing next to my bed, stroking my cock and feeling all
those desires soon to be fulfilled. Violet’s step was so light even with the
extra weight that I felt her belly touch my back without hearing anything but
the light borborygmus of her digestion. The gut was relatively still now as she
leaned forward and reached around to push my hand away and stroke me herself.
The soft touch of her fingers was amazing as it worked back and forth along my shaft.
I knew she had to stretch to reach me like this and I heard her muttering
behind me.
“You were supposed to get on the bed and
wait for me, not stand here playing with yourself, Phillip.”
That voice of hers, equal parts command
and playfulness, sent electric shocks through me. I had a little bit of say and
knew when to suggest something, but there was no doubt that once we were into
it, Violet was in control.
“Just making sure I’m really ready,” I
said, just giving her enough meekness to excite her further.
“I’d say you’re firm enough. Now get on
that bed.”
I climbed onto my queen-sized mattress on
top of the covers and lay on my back, displaying myself to her. My erection was
jutting up and throbbing hard while she looked me over with a smile. I’ve had
the thought more than once during that moment that I was laid out like a primal
offering of some kind. That I was officially at my sister’s mercy and she could
do anything to me, even move down to my feet and declare that this was the one night
she wanted a full dessert to match the meal. Something about that little tinge
of fear that ran through my body in the couple seconds of anticipation made the
aroused desire oddly more intense. And as Violet climbed up to the bed and
began to straddle me, I let out a sigh of relief and pleasure, the euphoria
that I had been spared from risk another night.
She slowly settled herself down over my
groin, taking control and gasping as the warm moisture of her sex began to
envelope my entire cock. The feel of it sliding over my sensitive head once
again and gripping me tightly made me moan and grip the bed comforter. We were
both already fairly primed for our own reasons, and as she hitched her hips in
a few initial motions, testing that she was lined up just right, I shuddered in
raw pleasure.
When she was satisfied that everything
was in its proper place, Violet carefully settled herself down onto my hips,
taking my entire shaft into her and sighing. I could almost hear her biting her
lip as my sister filled herself and that huge, burbling belly settled onto my
abs and chest. I looked and smiled, feeling the warmth of her sex around my
cock and the view of what I’ve come to see as that beautiful round tummy.
It blotted out most of my other view of
Violet as she settled and began the steady rhythm of riding me, that dome of
full flesh. I brought my hands up to rub and gently squeeze it, feeling that it
had already begun to go soft as she digested the frat boy away. The first time,
I thought I’d never get used to it, but now I loved every time her gorgeous
belly was resting there and staring me in the face. My hands roamed all over
the creamy skin, and I know the rubbing was driving her crazy the way her
bouncing on my cock steadily increased.
The position we were in, I couldn’t even
really see her anymore, just that huge, stuffed tummy jiggling against my
chest. I know finding that view so hot has something to do with her being a
succubus, making everything automatically sexier to my brain, but in those
moments I’ve never cared. Feeling her wet sex grip my manhood, hearing her
groan out in pleasure as her stomach gurgles and glorps ,
seeing nothing but that expanse of feminine gut and pressing it with my hands,
all these things were just a recipe for perfect pleasure with my sister.
I could feel the moments when she was
getting close. That sense that she was feeding and feeding well as my own
arousal was heading towards its precipice, driving her towards something beyond
a climax. Certain shadows started to fill the room in in its weak lighting from
a couple lamps, and I knew it was that bare hint of her primal, true nature
that appeared at the height of any excitement or hunger. The very thought of
that made me thrust my hips upward in time with Violet’s motions, my arms
almost gripping her belly and using it to help our coupling. I could hear her
moaning as I did that, knowing that she absolutely loves it when I squeeze her
gut while she’s digesting a meal.
Heat rose around my cock; I could
actually feel the gush of her juices increasing and the pleasant pressure
growing from Violet and from myself. I started to thrust hard up into her,
working to push us further, still gripping her belly, even leaning my head
forward to kiss her navel. As soon as my tongue touched that sensitive button,
her body coursed with an electric little shiver. She cried out in strange, dark
tones that I’d become used to over time. Her body was going through its own
special climax, one that helped her feed on all the raw sexual energy in the air,
which in turn heightened the pleasure and created a glorious loop inside her.
For my part, I could feel my orgasm drawn
out by that incredible power of hers. The climax began, and time seemed to slow
down. I felt myself shoot up into her in that wonderfully familiar burst of
pleasure, yet with my succubus sister, it was always that much more. Every shot
seemed to last several seconds. Her body milked me for more than just cum, but
for the raw sense of desire and climactic bliss, sucking it out of me as I
willfully gave it to her. There was no cost to my life or health, just the
intensification of everything that was always so wonderful about sex to begin
with.
She bounced up and down furiously,
slapping that beautiful stretched tummy against my body. I didn’t even mind the
sloshing weight of it, lost as I was in that strange uber-bliss that only a
succubus can manifest. It was no wonder that so many men could easily fall prey
to her, because in those moments, I thought only of the next throb and
vibration of sheer rapture. I couldn’t even say how long my own orgasm actually
lasted, just that it seemed to pulse in time with her own pleasure, slaking
some thirst within my sister that I’ll never truly be able to understand.
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