Walking down the sidewalk to the next house of her second victim she was pleased that no one suspected a thing. "I am a professional after all." She mutters to herself with a smirk on her lips. Luckily her body shape stayed the same but, her appearance changed as she walked. Hair grew a few lengths ending to her back with a nice gleam of cream blonde, a little beauty mark appeared on her upper lip, eyes became a shade of green, round nose, and plum pink lips. Her skin became a lighter into a fair color. "It's show time."
Vic Brooke a rich, but low-profile guy who loves to rough-house and drink some cocktail. "Now he seems to be a man of taste." She comments, stretching her arms out. She knocks on the door, waiting patiently for Mr. Brooke to arrive.
The door opens with a dark-skin, muscular-toned guy about 5'8 feet high. Look at that delicious fella.
"Hey baby, long time no see. I was wondering when you're going to call me. So, I decided to come over." She says sweetly. "Uh, forgive me, but I don't know you. Or at least not familar with you." He cocked an eyebrow, glancing at her appearance carefully. "Aw, that's too bad." She pouts. "Can I come in? Please, I swear it won't be a bother at all." Savannah bends down a little, her cleavage more noticeable than before. He glances at her breasts, his jaw ajar from the sight. "Sure, no problem make yourself at home girl." Vic makes room for her, she walks inside her hips swaying to the rythm of her pace. "What a beautiful home." She comments flipping her hair from her chest. "Thanks, you are one beautiful sight babe." Vic smirks, realing in for the kill. "Oh, why thank you so much. Anyways, my name is Savannah.
"I know who you are though. After all, we met at that one Christmas party...remember." Vic awkwardly rubs the back of his neck with his hand. "Sorry it's kind of fuzzy." She smiles,"I knew you would say that. Maybe this will help you jog your memory."Savannah came close to him, his breath hitched in his throat and she chuckles. She cups his groin in his pants that was beginning to throb. He stiiffens a gasp, looking deep into her eyes. "Remember?" She asks quietly. Vic holds in his breath, clenching his fists tightly by his side. Savannah unzips his pants, pulling down the waistband of his boxers. She gets a hold of his thick hard-on, biting her lip softly. "Someone is horny." She smiles. "I would remember that. But, unfortunately I don't." He cringes as he speaks. "You poor thing, it breaks my heart." She pounts. Savannah slides down to a crouch and the pants fall to his knees. She pulls it more, letting him step out of it silently. She grabs his crotch and starts to pump him in a fast motion, with the other hand she squeezes his balls. Vic moans, throwing his head back,"Fuck, you're good."
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Savannah winks at her victim, making him beg for her affection. She slowly takes her clothes off her body, swaying her body to the beat of the sexy music that plays in the background. "Do you like this Vic?" She ask, biting her lip. "Do you like all of this?" She faces him, cupping her own breast and slowly sliding her hand down her abdomen. "You been a naughty boy, you need to be punished."
His bulge twitches as Savannah stared at it in amusement. "Girl, I ain't waiting for your ass anymore." He snapped. Savannah gave him an evil smile, raising her hand, and slapping his penis. Vic whimpers, holding in the pain that just struck him. "Don't mess with me. This will be fun, for me at least." She chuckles, tracing her fingers around his chest. Her breasts touched his skin, giving him a shiver running down his back. His bulge stiffens, getting harder by the minute.
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Succubus
RomanceTheir kind is known to seduce men, but a certain male refuses to be attracted to them. Legends say only death will follow them. Will he escape this 'curse'? (Sexual Content, Language, Follow to read from the beginning please).