1. The Succubae Seduction: Chapters 5-9


    Date: 7/8/2017, Categories: Fantasy, Erotica, Author: SSelxuyt, Rating: 90.9, Source: sexstories.com

    I’m jealous of their ambition. Both of them will likely be a lot more successful than I am. I ignore Brooke’s door but find mine unlocked. I must have forgotten to lock up when I left. I’ll have to work harder on that. Sometimes my memory isn’t the best. I head for the kitchen to figure out something for dinner. I’m still a little down but think that maybe a good meal will help my spirits rise. Another small red ant crawls across the counter as I’m cutting up some chicken, and I crush it under my finger before getting back to my cooking. It does strike me as odd that an ant would be all the way up here. Maybe it came in with someone and is lost now? Mixing all of my ingredients, I throw it in the oven to wait. And kill two more ants. Did some kid’s science experiment or ant farm break? No, more likely came in with the flowers. No matter, they’re dead now. I go to look at the flowers, wanting to make sure all the ants are dead, but my phone rings, startling me, and I go over to answer it. I know a lot of people eschew having a landline, but I’m always so forgetful with my cell, half the time even forgetting to charge it. Also, I can give this number out for work or business stuff, keeping my cell for personal use. I pat the small phone in my pocket, just to make sure I even have it on me. “Hello?” I ask into the handset. There is silence on the other end for a couple moments, and I’m about to repeat my question, starting to get the creeps, when the person finally speaks. “Um, ...
    Mr. Snow?” The voice is quiet and hard to make out but somehow familiar and definitely feminine. “Yeah, you got me,” I reply, trying to sound relaxed. Why do I feel a shiver running down my spine? There is an almost imperceptible laugh before she continues. “D-did you mean what you said?” She pauses and I wrack my brain for any clue as to what she’s talking about. “In the email,” she thankfully clarifies. “Jennifer?” I ask, finally recognizing the voice. She must have gotten my number from work. “Yeah, sorry, guess that would help,” she tells me but seems very nervous. “Of course I meant it,” I tell her. “I never meant to hurt you. You’ve always been a friend to me.” Despite what happened between us this morning, it feels a little odd to hear her so insecure, and without making any nasty jokes. “C-can you come meet me?” she asks, and again I wonder at her change in attitude. “Of course, where at?” I’m not really in the mood to do anything sexual with the large woman, but I feel that deep down I need to mend our friendship. And yes, truth-be-told I wouldn’t mind getting my hands on her enormous knockers. She gives me an address, which I write down along with her number from the caller ID, and hang up. Why do I still feel creeped out? “I’m afraid you’re not going anywhere, Lyden Snow,” a deep baritone voice sounds behind me. Something is odd in the tone, almost like there is chittering or clacking in it, and I spin around to see who’s in my apartment. “Your protective threshold ...
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