the succubus who is utterly helpless

Life is often the most interesting when you do stupid shit, not the 'oh i'm going to walk into an abandoned house or try to get into a sparring match with a pigeon' sort of ordeals. Those things contain too much excitement for the tranquil atmosphere of this random park after midnight.

Why are you here exactly? Nien suggested reading a book on your phone on this exact bench. The idea so mundane yet weird you took her up on it, sprawled out on this wonderfully uncomfortable wooden bench with the spikes. Anti-homeless architecture be damned, you will lay like this even if you are getting pricked.

The book of choice was 'The Odyssey', another one of her suggestions. You were starting to wonder if she was trying to get you kidnapped or mugged or something by comatosing you with her suggestions. But, you give everything a shot. You've been here for roughly half an hour reading this classic, a few passerby's walked through, most were drunk, a few higher than a hot air balloon but nothing horrendous.

"Hello there." You turned away from your book. A woman had her gaze staring into your soul, a touch uncomfortably so. Also a bit too close for a starting interaction.

"Hm? You alright, want to sit on this bench or something?" You asked, hoisting yourself upwards, feeling pain where the spikes were wedged in your back.

"Oh, no no, erm…" She stuttered, turning around for a moment, muttering something indecipherable.

"What the…"

"Sorry..." She had turned back around, adjusting her black jacket that was falling off her shoulder. Outfit only vaguely illuminated by the oranged lamp-post to her left. "I'm really sorry err uhm…"

"Relax, take a deep breath. What is up?"

Aish, why are you entertaining this? Something within you just felt compelled to continue this conversation. Your hands tapped on the seat next to you, urging her to sit down before she crashed into the footpath. She listened, slumping onto the bench with a sigh.

"I– hm… I'm Jiyeon."

"Nice to meet you, still though– what's up with all this? Do you need money?"

"What? No!" Jiyeon sighed, "Damn you are cute…"

"Huh?" Her hands reached out, caressing your arm akin to a worm slithering on your skin. Causing you to jump backwards. "The actual fuck?"

She disengaged, revoking her hand back into her personal space. A task you thought was impossible. "This is so difficult to do, how did my mother do this long enough to birth me…"

"You are creeping me the fuck out." You said bluntly, the freaks clearly come out at night because you were speechless. You double checked your exit routes, just straight barely lit paths out either way. Jiyeon huffed, reflecting on the last five minutes.

"Sorry! Sorry– mind if I explain? Wow, I hate this."

You nodded reluctantly.

"So, I'm a…" Jiyeon was taking her sweet time to get to the point. "succubus, and like.. it's so, yeah like you know."

"You are a what?"

"Well, you see, yeah, hm. Like one of those yeah y'know, like yeah you understand what I'm saying?"

"Slow the fuck down, take a deep breath, relax and formulate a sentence properly."

Jiyeon nodded, apologising profusely with her hands. A succubus hm? Would explain the crop top in negative degree weather, maybe. You've never heard of a succubus outside of dodgy hentais, if she's telling the truth that's certainly a shock.

"So yeah– I'm one of those, I think that speaks for itself." She sighed.

"Aren't succubus normally y'know, seductive? You didn't exactly come in as a casanova." You giggled, suddenly not worried about getting robbed. If you get robbed it'll be worth it for the love of the game. Jiyeon frowned, looking dejected at her own work.

"Yeah, supposed to be. But I'm not, you saw that performance and so I haven't eaten properly in weeks. Maybe I'll get lucky with third-wheeling a drunk couple from time to time, I–sorry I'm dumping all this on you." Jiyeon shut up, killing the rambling and going quiet, turning her eyes to the moon.

"It's alright, pft. I've dealt with venting friends for quite a few years."

"We aren't friends though…"

"Ouch! I let you sit on the bench and now I'm being stranger zoned. Oh the travesty…" You jest, checking your phone for the time. Approaching two AM, if you left now you'd be home by three. Jiyeon gave a soft laugh, a sound much better than the incessant apologies from a few moments prior.

"Heh, okay. I should probably go and try my luck elsewhere. Hopefully if someone's desperate enough they'll go with me anyway, I'm not liking my chances though."

"I mean, if you are hungry I could help out…" You suggested without thinking, words just leaving your mouth with no warning. Jiyeon fidgeted, expression temporarily unreadable.

"You are too nice, stranger. Succubi drain the life out of their prey, I'd kill you– maybe.."

"Maybe?"

"I mean, I've never personally killed anyone. I'm not good enough in bed for that, I just give them the flu most of the time."

Jiyeon was getting more and more confusing with every sentence she said, you cocked your brow and repeated your previous offer. You were going to leave soon anyway, if the very strange woman wanted to tag along you weren't going to say no.

"If you want to give me pity sex, which sounds so pathetic coming out of my mouth. I'm not going to turn it down, so hungry."

"My place or yours?"

Your bedroom hasn't seen action in quite sometime, Jiyeon breaking a dry streak and in turn you were also breaking hers. Sort of, fuck if you know. She gave you one very simple warning that her urges can overtake her rational thinking. But you'll be alright, you've hung out with enough drunkards in your time.

"I'm so fucking hungry." Jiyeon groaned, shoving you onto your own bed. "These clothes are in my way." She made short work of them, borderline ripping them straight off. A small rip being heard, seemingly in at least one piece.

"Let me take your clothes off." You gasped, wanting to see the rest of her divine body, teased earlier by the small amount of delicious skin revealed by her crop top. She nodded, climbing over up on your body. You took a deep breath, pulling off the first article of clothing. She wasn't wearing a bra, her tits free to be feasted on by your eyes. Leaning forward to give a small kiss before digging your fingers into the waistband of her joggers. Tugging them down.

She was fully commando, now fully naked except for some socks that certainly weren't on your priority list. "I want to suck that cock so bad, take it in my mouth until its throbbing. But, god I need you in me now." Jiyeon's voice was dripping in pure, unapologetic-ally filthy seduction.

"Do it…" You voiced your need, she wasted no time. Pulling your boxers down enough to let your cock free, standing tall and beaded with precum. She was straddling you, rubbing your tip against her. She waited no longer, lowering herself slowly.

"Fuck."

"Fuck!"

Her slick pussy gripped down on you mind-numbingly, she was unbearably tight and wetter than wet. Her body was literally made for this, taking every inch inside without a struggle. You certainly were not carrying such grace, from the moment Jiyeon had lowered completely you were doing your best to not blow your load instantly like a needy virgin.

"Oh my, this cock is so good!" She moaned out into the air, "Too long, since I've had someone of my own… no sharing!" Jiyeon had no qualms with voicing out every thought on her mind, same as she had no issue with bouncing up and down with a pace that stung. Every slap was followed with a wet squelch as her cunt was dripping need.

Any response you thought of lived and died in your head, just groans. Jiyeon seemed unbothered, her walls clenching hard in pleasure, quivering with need. "Hngh, oh my!" She came for the first time, so fast you barely even blinked.

Jiyeon leaned down, swapping from riding to cowgirl. This let her kiss you, catching you off guard yet you took it. Making out aggressively, sloppily and messily, moaning in each other's mouth as your cock twitched.

"Eugh, Jiyeon." You warned, unfortunately your body couldn't take more of her warmth.

"Cum, give me it! I need it!" She begged, getting exactly what she wanted as you exploded deep inside. Counting how many spurts of white hot cum was shot into her greedy depths would be a losing battle, but its certainly more than ever before. Legs spasming as she held you still. Not letting a single drop leave her.