Incest/Taboo Porn Star Family

It was around midnight when Ira felt something hot and wet in his dream. Waking suddenly, his hand fumbled for the light switch for the lamp beside his bed. Quickly shutting his eyes as the light blinded him, once the dots in his eyes faded Ira noticed how his comforter rose and fell. Lifting the edge of his cover, thinking he was going to berate Vikki for sneaking into his room. Yet that wasn't who he was met with as her raven hair tickled his stomach.

"Bridgett?!" Ira hissed softly. Her brown eyes glanced up at him, a blue haze lingered along their surface as she held half of his cock in her mouth. His muscles trembled as she slowly eased off of his rod.

"I told you I'd suck you off later little brother," Bridgett said in a husky voice.

"But..." Ira began to say only to bite his lip as his sister teased the back of the head of his cock with the tip of her tongue.

"No buts, you are going to cum in my mouth little brother," Bridgett said sternly before engulfing his cock once again. She couldn't understand why she so desperately wanted to have his cock in her mouth. She only came in here to give Ira a reward for being so sweet to Vikki, yet the moment his cock passed her lips something just came over her. Something that commanded her to have his rod erupting just for her. Her hands encircled the base of his cock as she made her brother watch as it glided through her mouth.

"Shit Bridgett... I'm going to..." Ira's hips thrusted on instinct as his seed exploded into his sister's mouth.

Bridgett was lost in a new world as her brother's cum sat on her tongue. Hooked like a heroin junkie on the first taste; she knew she had to have more. The blue haze that once hovered along the surface of her eyes now swirled around her irises before disappearing into the depths of her pupils as she stared at her brother while swallowing his cum. Shaking her head, the daze leaving her eyes, she glanced up as Ira moaned realizing his cock was still within her mouth.

His cock leaving her mouth made an audible pop. Crawling up Ira's body, her 36B breasts scraped along his chest as his covers slid down her body, her eyes looked into his. Dipping lower, her eyes studied his lips, making her heart race. Quickly scurrying off his bed, her legs carried her out of Ira's room at the shocking revelation that was playing across her mind at that second. So shaken to her core, by that very desire she didn't see Vikki quickly press herself against the wall to keep from colliding with her.

"What's the rush love?" Vikki called out. Tilting her head in confusion as see she watched her hot naked girlfriend rushing into her room. Silently tiptoeing towards Bridgett's room, wondering why her girlfriend came running out of her brother's room naked. Peeking around the door frame of Bridgett's room, arching an eyebrow at how Bridgett had curled herself into a ball underneath her covers. "Bridgett what happened? Did Ira hurt you?" Vikki asked upon entering the room.

"N-no," Bridgett said her voice shaking, "close the door," she quickly added.

"Okay," Vikki said pushing the door closed, "what's going on Bridgett? Something had to happen to cause you to be like this," she said, her hand rubbing on Bridgett's thigh as she eased down onto the bed.

"You know why I went in there," Bridgett said, her eyes darting to and fro underneath her covers. Her mind raced at what she felt as she swallowed Ira's cum.

"Yes, I know, did your brother's cock taste sweet?" Vikki asked, giggling lightly behind her hand.

"Y-yes," Bridgett said weakly, peeking out from the edge of her blanket. "Something came over me Vikki," she said, trembling at the realization of what she was going to do.

"Oh? Did you like sucking you brother's cock?" Vikki asked, mouthing each letter of the last word. Her heart fluttered as Bridgett nodded, in the cutest of ways, behind her blanket.

"Vikki, something's wrong with me," Bridgett said reaching out for her.

"Baby nothing is wrong with you," Vikki said, soothing her mind.

"B-b-but...I want to fuck him, or I was about to." Vikki kept her smile from showing, knowing that Ira had just enslaved his own sister to want to be his personal cumslut. She'd wondered if he had advanced this far... was it time? Was it time to show him her true self. An image of what he was soon to wake into.

"Does it matter if he's a guy or girl?" Vikki asked, her thumb rubbed small circles as she held Bridgett's hand. "If you love him enough to make love to him, then his sex shouldn't matter. You aren't making love to his cock, you're making love to his very being, his whole being," she said, looking lovingly into Bridgett's eyes.

"Morning Ira!" Vikki said, straddling his body, shaking the bed to wake him. "Time..." Glancing down as Ira's hand covered her face, her eyes quivered in a slurry of emotions as a ruby eye peaked over his arm. Her heart skipped a beat as she caught the flash of his horns.

"To early, go away," Ira growled, pulling his hand away and rolling onto his left side.

"Then," Vikki said, her lips danced up his arm before sliding her body down his, her nose only an inch away from his. "I'll stay, and keep you warm," she said with a coy smile.

"Sure, whatever," Ira mumbled as he tried to go back to sleep. "So what are you?"

"What do you think I am Ira?"

"I would have said lesbian but...," Ira said, shrugging his shoulders.

Her cheek nuzzled his as she snuggled closer to Ira, "I'm a succubus Ira, and soon you will be like me. I have so much to show you, so much to teach you," she whispered, as she placed a sleeping spell on him.

"Come on Ira, you can't sleep your whole Saturday away," Cora said shaking her son awake.

"W-what time is it?" Ira asked groggily.

"Almost eleven," Cora said, smiling warmly at her son. Sinking down on to the end of his bed, resting her hand on his stomach. Suddenly a flash of her riding her son popped into her mind. "Do you want me to make you something?"

"Mom?"

"Hmm?"

"Was Vikki in my room this morning?" Ira asked, yawning as he stretched.

"Not that I'm aware of, why?" Cora asked, her thumb brushed lightly along his stomach.

"Never mind."

"So you still haven't answered my question," Cora said inching her hand lower.

"Cora?" Dominic's voice caused her to jump slightly, moving her hand quickly away from what she was going to do.

"Yes Dom, what is it?" Cora asked, turning her body slightly, allowing her son to gaze at her when he thought she wouldn't notice.

"You do remember we have that shoot today, don't you?" Dominic asked, flipping his car keys around his finger.

"I know Dom, I was just seeing if our son wants something to eat before we leave," Cora said with a pointed look.

"Ira can fend for himself, let's go," Dominic said, nodding towards the garage.

"Go. I'm fine," Ira said, sitting up a little too close to his mother.

"You sure baby?" Cora asked, her fingers lightly trailed along his forearm. Brushing her right breast against his arm to ignite his teenage mind.

"Yeah, I was going to go to the library anyway, have to return that book," Ira said lazily as he scratched his left cheek.

"Okay, but you eat something before you go, alright?" Cora said sternly.

"Yes Mom."

"Good," Cora said placing a kiss on his cheek, "to bad your Dad showed up, you could have had a morning blowjob," she whispered lustfully into her son's ear. "And I was going to teach you how to finger a woman," Cora said, slyly brushing her son's cock as she rose from his bed.

After taking a shower, and getting a quick bite to eat, Ira set off to the library, where he would mostly likely spend the rest of the day trying to wrap his mind around what his mother had said not seeing the car behind him slowing to a crawl.

"Hop in Ira," Vikki said as Bridgett pulled to a stop beside him.

"Why?" Ira asked, looking into his sister's car. "The library isn't that far, it's not like I haven't walked to it before."

"Silly, who said anything about taking you to the library," Vikki cooed, reaching out softly caressing his face.

"Vikki wants you to meet her family," Bridgett said, peering around her girlfriend. Mouthing the word "Please" when Ira was about to speak.

"Fine," Ira sighed.

"I promise you Ira, you will enjoy it," Vikki said with a coy smirk.

"Yeah, yeah, you better drop me off at the library when this is over," Ira said, looking at his sister.

"Sure Ira," Bridgett said, looking down to hide her blushing cheeks from her brother. Those same thoughts she had when she left his bed earlier, slowly beginning to resurface.

"So where actually are we going?" Ira asked as he slid in behind Vikki.

"Goldburn heights," Vikki said matter-of-fact. Smirking at his shocked look as she stared at him in the vanity mirror of her visor. His shock wasn't surprising given how it was in the heart of the historical section of the city. "I'm full of surprises aren't I, Ira?" Ira just rolled his eyes and shook his head. "What?! I am!" she pouted.

"Of course you are baby," Bridgett said squeezing Vikki's hand, "Ira is just being difficult today."

"Whatever," Ira said, peering out the window as they sped towards the heart of the city.

After twenty minutes Ira didn't need to be told they had arrived at the historical section of the city. The atmosphere of the place was instantly noticeable compared to the faster pace of the city behind him. Here deep within the heart of the city, the air had a hint of languor to it, like the inhabitants' didn't have a care in the world as they strolled lazily down the sidewalk. Then again, Ira had the thought, if he was as rich as the people who lived within that part of the city he too wouldn't be in a rush to get back to everyday life.

"So, tell me, why do I need to meet your parents?" Ira asked, looking at the back of Vikki's head trying not to let his eyes linger on her horns.

"Because I think it's time they got to know you," Vikki said with a knowing smile in the mirror. "I am going to marry Bridgett one of these days," she said, noticing Bridgett's rapidly reddening cheeks. "So shouldn't they meet my soon-to-be brother-in-law?"

"Wait?! Married?!" Ira asked confused, this was the first time he heard anything about it.

"Well, we talked about it Ira," Bridgett said, as she stopped at a stop sign, looking at him in the rear view mirror, "and we've been friends since we were fifteen and dated for the past two years. We think it's time to make our relationship more..."

"Ah," Ira said, wondering where his sister's life was going to take her.

"You will be at our wedding won't you?" Vikki asked, turning around in her seat to look at him. "Haven't we buried the hatchet between us? I don't want Bridgett sad on our wedding day because you wouldn't attend because of me."

"We'll see," Ira said, quickly looking away.

"Ira..."

"That's his way of saying yes he will be there," Bridgett said, patting Vikki's hand while blowing Ira a kiss in the mirror when he groaned.

"This is where you're family lives?" Ira asked, as he stared up at the neogothic façade of the four story home. "Well, this explains your dark nature, living in the Adams family home," he said teasingly.

"Oh? Don't you think it suits me?" Vikki asked, her ruby eyes glinted in the afternoon light.

"You? Sure," Ira said, his eyes glancing up at her horns.

"Oh, just you wait," Vikki said with a sly smile, "just don't get eaten by my sisters, they're man hungry," she said, just before her tongue ran along her upper lip.

"I'm blaming the two of you if I don't walk out of that house," Ira said, trying not to grow hard as Vikki's eyes lingered on his groin.

"You'll love it here Ira, Vikki's family is very friendly," Bridgett said, pulling her car to a stop in their driveway.

"Yeah, maybe for you sis, you are fucking their daughter after all, they have to be nice to you," Ira said crudely.

"Ira!" Vikki gasped.

"Watch what you say," Bridgett hissed, "I don't want them thinking my brother is an idiot. Do you think they will be accepting of our plans if they think you don't like my girlfriend?!" she asked, as she turned in her seat.

"Fine, fine. I'll just stand there like a functioning mute," Ira said, opening his car door, "remember sis you brought me here, I was perfectly content on spending my Saturday at the library, not entertaining would-be in-laws."

"Ira just behave, okay?" Vikki said, as she slid out of her seat as his door closed.

"Or you can forget about midnight..." Bridgett couldn't bring herself to say the word. Knowing if she did it would bring up other things she wasn't prepared to face at the moment.

"I'll be a good little boy," Ira said in a teasing manner.

"You better," Vikki said, stepping up to him, "or I'll punish you," she reached down cupping his cock. "And you like it when I punish this cock don't you Ira?" she whispered into his ear. "Now you behave, and I'll give you a treat later," Vikki said, placing a kiss on his cheek.

"Baby!" A stunning woman in her late forties said as she answered the door. Yet, as Ira studied the woman's face, she looked no older than twenty-five. Nonetheless, he did notice the woman's translucent horns, wings, and her tail as it swished behind her. Wondering why he was the only one who saw these things. Feeling two inches tall as the woman's ruby eyes gazed intently at him. "Always lovely to see you Bridgett," the woman said, giving Bridgett a warm hug, yet her eyes always remained on him.

"Hello Mrs. Beauchamp," Bridgett said, rubbing Vikki's mother's back.

"How many times have I told you to call me Alyda, hmm?" she cooed sweetly as she held Bridgett at arm's length. "Now," Alyda said, turning her full attention onto Ira, "just who is this young man?"

"This is Ira, my brother, Alyda," Bridgett said, her hand running down Ira's left arm, her eyes silently telling him to be nice.

"Hello," Ira said, trying to keep his voice steady as Alyda blinked and gone were her ruby eyes and bright green ones were in their place.

"A pleasure," Alyda said, holding out her hand as she slyly glanced at her daughter who gave a small nod.

"Like wise," Ira said, trying to play nice for his sister's sake.

"Well, come in, come in," Alyda said pulling Ira inside.

"Sis!" Rita and Sue cried out as they rushed to embrace their sister. Ira tried not to stare at how all three of them looked so much alike as they danced around in the living room.

"Why didn't you tell us you were coming home?" Rita asked, slyly glancing at Ira.

"Well, I wanted Ira to meet his new family," Vikki said, pulling Ira over to her. "Aren't they sexy? Don't you want to fuck them Ira?" she whispered into his ear. "If you ask nicely, I'm sure they'll show you a very good time," Vikki said low, her lips curved into a smile while she peered out of the corner of her eye at her sisters.

"Right," Ira said, drawing out the word.

"So this the one sis?" Sue asked, resting her elbow on Ira's shoulder as her eyes studied Ira's face.

"Mmmhmm," Vikki nodded.

"He's yummy," Rita said, her tongue flicking against her teeth as her eyes ran down his body.

"Isn't he," Vikki said, flashing her sister a smile.

"Vikki?" Bridgett said, nodding towards the other room.

"Ah, right," Vikki said with a nod, "just don't scare him off," she gave her sisters a wink. "Come on Mom, we have something we want to talk to you about," she said leading her mother into the kitchen, with Bridgett at her side.

"Well, since Bridgett's gone, how about we drop the disguises?" Sue asked with a pointed look at Ira.

"Mmm, yes, why don't you show us your true form," Rita said, pressing her body against Ira's right side. Letting Ira feel her 36B breasts as they sandwiched his arm.

"Do what now?" Ira asked, clearly confused as to what they were talking about.

"Don't you know?" Sue asked, shooting a glance at Rita.

"Know what?"

"You're like us Ira, you're an incubus," Rita said, her nose trailing up his neck as she inhaled his budding demonic energies.

"A what?!" Ira said, his heart raced as he took a step backwards towards the door only to be kept rooted by Rita and Sue.

"Didn't Vikki tell you when she turned you?" Sue asked, her index finger trailed down his chest. "Clearly you can see through our magic, why not put yours to work inside our pussies," she purred into his ear as she caressed Ira's cock.

"Isn't it a fetish of guys to fuck triplets?" Rita cooed before tugging on his earlobe.

"I-I have no idea what you are talking about," Ira said, his mind raced with what they were telling him. It couldn't be true; it just couldn't be! It just seemed so ridiculous. Ira knew what incubus meant; the word was widespread throughout the old texts he had read.

"Poor dear," Sue cooed, her finger trailing down his ear, "I think this is all too much for him sister," she said, smiling wickedly at Rita.

"It seems like it is," Rita said, returning Sue's smile, "then how about we show him?"

"Yes, to be the first ones to see his true form. Wouldn't that just irk Vikki?" Sue asked, her nose nuzzling his hair.

"Mmmhmm, especially since it was she who turned him. Although," Rita said, her eyes dipping low at the bulge in Ira's pants, "I'm a little jealous that Vikki got to fuck him first," she said, reaching down softly caressing his cock. "Would you like for me to suck on this hard cock?" Rita purred into his ear.

"What!" Alyda shouted from within the kitchen. "Oh baby, I'm so happy for you!" All three turned as the happy laughter resounded throughout their home.

"Seems they'll be busy for a while," Sue said reaching down taking hold of Ira's hand, tugging a tad too hard, causing Ira to stumble, only to land face first in the cleavage of Sue's bosom. "Well," she said, her pink hued lips curved into a luscious smile as she stared down into his eyes, "at least we know he likes a woman's breasts," Sue said, getting a giggle out of her sister.

"Mmm, he does have a nice ass," Rita purred rubbing Ira's backside. "Sis, let's take him to you know where," she said ominously.

"Good idea, he is still too young to be able to transform yet; and I do want to see just what our adorable new brother looks like," Sue said as her eyes turned ruby.

"Mmm, to be the one that sleeps with our brother," Rita said dreamily, "too bad Vikki beat us to it, my pussy is far tighter than hers is."

"Is not, mine is," Sue shot back.

"No way, mine is," Rita said, pushing Ira to the side.

"You know, I think the two of you should discuss this in great detail," Ira said, trying to wiggle out of Sue's grip on his arm.

"Oh? Do you think you would get far? We are tied to one another now little brother," Sue said with a coy smile, "if you're good I might just come flying through your window one night," she said sensuously, as she pulled him close again, "and let you slide that cock deep into my hot pussy."

"Not if I beat you to it," Vikki said, startling her sisters. Her tail whipped furiously behind her. Ira was hers. He was her child; it was her reasonability to insure that Ira learned everything he could do under her tutelage.

"No! You can't keep our adorable new brother from us," Rita pouted, thrusting Ira's face into her bosom. Holding the back of his head as she slapped the sides of Ira's cheeks with her braless breasts. "You do like my breasts don't you?" she asked, peering down at Ira. Giggling softly as Ira nodded.

"No he doesn't, he likes mine better," Vikki said, marching up to him. Ripping him out of her sister's grip, lifting up her shirt over her own breasts before thrusting Ira's face into her luscious valley. "See," she demanded, shooting her sister a defiant glance.

"Bah, of course he does, you are his maker after all," Sue said, waving off her sister's look. "My question to you sister is... why didn't you tell him?"

"I-I was waiting for the right time," Vikki said weakly.

"Then we need to show him," Alyda said, as she stood in the doorway to the kitchen. "Don't worry about Bridgett I put her to sleep," she said, looking at Vikki as she walked into the room. "And right now, as much as your wedding news is wonderful, what we need to focus in on is this one," Alyda said, her eyes running down Ira's form. "Plus, if anything, the breasts he likes most are my own," she said playfully, lifting up her 42DD breasts. "What do you say Ira, do you want to bury that face of yours into your new mother's breasts?" Alyda asked with a seductive smile. A red flash raced across her eyes as Ira looked at her. "Yes, that's a good boy," she cooed, as she stroked his hair as Ira buried his face deep into that heavenly valley.

"Mother," Vikki said coldly.

"What? Isn't this why you brought this boy to my house? So that we may get to know this one, who has joined our house without knowledge of it, daughter? Don't get angry with us when you fail to teach the boy you have turned," Alyda said sternly. "Now that you have Ira here he can't simply leave without knowing what you did to him and why you did it."

"Yes mother," Vikki sighed in defeat.

"I assume you already took him there?" Alyda asked with a pointed look.

"Yes, I took him there three days ago," Vikki nodded.

"Good. Then our father has his blessing," Alyda said, glad that Vikki did something right so far.

"Do what now?" Ira asked, his voice muffled by those pillowy mounds of flesh that pressed against his face.

"I will answer that once we see what you really look like," Alyda said, rubbing his back. Even if he was at the lowest tier of the incubus ranks, she knew, even untrained he could cause massive problems for them and their kind. She had already lost her husband to a demonologist; she wasn't going to lose another member of her family. Her eyes sparkled at the look in his eyes as she kissed him. Her magic breath flowing from her mouth into his feeding him some her lifeforce while taking some of his. "Mark waryward non visa ab oculo. Sed vide ne tuum et invisibilium. Sciri autem non ignotus. Intra in domum Dei rex Babylonem," Alyda chanted as she placed her hand on the center of Ira's chest. Her ruby eyes shimmered as Ira fell to his knees due to the searing pain as she magically carved the ward into his ribs.

"What the hell!" Ira moaned in pain as he clutched his chest. His chest heaved as he tried to draw much needed air into his sore lungs.

"Watch the language young man, you are a part of my house now," Alyda admonished, dropping her human disguise. Her red hair, not just any plain red, no, this color was so rich, so velvety smooth, so tantalizing red, like the color of blood that makes a man want to wade into that rippling sea. Gone was the healthy pink hue of her skin replaced with a very light purple tone. Her horns were like Vikki's, yet thicker. Her ruby eyes had a sharpness to them as she gazed at Ira. Her ears ended in rounded points foretelling of her human side. The edges of her wings pressed against the ceiling as they extended, the light shone through the webbing of her wings. The tip of her tail lifted his chin to center his vision solely on hers.

"Demon," Ira muttered causing Alyda to smirk.

"Maybe we are, but we are the children of the Morning Star," Alyda said, her thumb brushing along his cheek. The point of her nail under his chin forced Ira to stand. "Since he is your child Vikki, I'll let you do the honors."

Ira quickly looked to his left and right as Sue and Rita held his arms.

"This will hurt Ira, but it's better than the alternative," Vikki said, moving to stand in front of him. Her right hand slipped underneath the hem of his shirt. Her palm running up his stomach trekking northward to his left pectoral muscle. "Just don't cry out we wouldn't want to wake Bridgett."

Ira bit down his scream as Vikki seared their house crest into his skin.

"That's better than what?!" Ira panted in pain.

"Me searing it onto your cock, like they did centuries ago," Vikki said with a cruel smirk.

Ira was glad that she didn't go with the old ways. Yelping in surprise as Alyda wrapped her tail around his waist jerking him out of Rita's and Sue's grip and into her embrace. His breath was squeezed out of him as Alyda smothered Ira in her cleavage. Drawing in a big gulp of air once Alyda gave him the chance to breathe.

"So my boy," Alyda cooed, as her fangs gleamed in the light as her thumb ran along his lips, "do you find your mama hot? I believe you do," she purred rubbing Ira's bulge.

"Mother?" Vikki hissed.

"What? You bring me a handsome new son, can't a mother..."

"Not today," Vikki huffed crossing her arms.

"See. Look!" Alyda said, placing Ira's hands on her ass. "You want to fuck your mother don't ya?" she asked. as her hand continued to stroke his cock.

"Mom!" Vikki said, growing red in the face.

"You bring an incubus into this house and you deny your own mother a taste, I didn't know my own beloved daughter hated me so much," Alyda said, feigning hurt. "You're not so mean to your mother to let her taste her darling son, are you?" she asked her lips inches away from his. "You do want to feel my lips wrapped around this cock don't you?" Alyda asked in a licentious purr as she felt Ira's cock about to cum.

"Y-yes," Ira squeaked, as he tried to hold back his orgasm so he wouldn't mess his pants.

"Good," Alyda said, releasing her hold on his rod, "come before we waste what time we have left," she said, beckoning Ira to follow.

"What have you gotten me into?!" Ira hissed low as he took Vikki by the arm.

"I promise I'll tell you later, okay? Right now we need to go up before Bridgett wakes up," Vikki said, placing her hand over his.

"One last thing, why?"

"I told you already Ira," Vikki said, looking down, her face becoming flushed with heat. "I like you Ira, Bridgett's okay with... you know," she said, glancing up seeing his eyes studying her. "Plus I did it to help you."

"Help me?! How?"

"Well, I was tired of seeing you hurt because every girl you were interested in didn't want you, even if you don't see me like that," Vikki spoke while leading Ira towards the stairs, "but I do hope you are beginning to," she said, snuggling up to him as they climbed the stairs. "So I thought why not make you into an incubus, this way all those women that spurned you will do anything to ride your cock," Vikki said, squeezing his arm.

"Like them?" Ira asked, nodding up the stairs.

"No, they're just horny little sluts, an incubus among succubi... mmm, makes us very horny," Vikki said, bumping her hip against his. "Not like how you can make normal human women lose all control like you did with your sister."

"What?!"

"She wants to fuck you Ira, surely you should have guessed at the reason she fled from your room last night?" Vikki asked, casting him a glance.

"But sis is gay, why would she want to?!" Ira asked, perplexed by what Vikki was telling him.

"That's the power of an incubus Ira. They can make even a lesbian go straight when they're around. Don't think just because Bridgett wants to fuck you that it means she's going to start playing for the other team. Like I said you are the exception to the rule. Once we get your powers in check you can wrap any woman around your finger if you so choose to," Vikki said as they reached the third floor. She peered out of the corner of her eye hoping he didn't need to sink that low. "Now don't freak out on me once we enter the room, alright?"

"You fuck me, turn me into this, fuck me again, and drag me here... I think I've been very calm so far. I believe if I freak out, it's well deserved!" Ira replied sternly.

"But you did like fucking me, right?" Vikki asked, nearly bouncing on her heels.

"And that's what you took from that," Ira sighed as he pinched his nose. Vikki didn't say a word only nodding very vehemently. "Yes alright, I did enjoy it," he said, looking away.

"Hey," Vikki said, turning his chin so he could look at her, "I'm happy you liked being with me, there's nothing wrong with that; and I liked having you fuck me Ira. You are the only man I've actually wanted to fuck. What I've done in the movies doesn't count," she said, as Ira began to speak. "You're the one I wanted to let feel what my pussy was like wrapped around this," Vikki said, kneading the head of his cock through his pants, "and I promise to make it up to you later."

"I want the best blowjob you can do," Ira demanded, setting his feet.

"Just a blowjob?" Vikki teasingly asked.

"Come on Vikki, we're getting impatient!" Sue called out from the middle of the room.

"Try not to fuck my sisters too much, they aren't worthy of..."

"Hey!" Rita and Sue shouted.

As soon a Ira crossed the threshold of that room his body felt weird, as if something wanted out. It felt like electricity arcing off his skin the further he went in.

"Mom?!" Rita said, startled as the magical mirrors that were imbedded within the walls around the room went dark. Light flashed in the distance in their mirrored surface, crawling along the dark clouds, causing Sue and Rite to latch onto their mother as the bolts of lightning struck all around them.

"Lucifugous," Alyda whispered as she saw Ira's reflection.

"What the..." Ira yelped, jumping a few feet to his left as he looked at the demon that stared back at him. Then he realized he was that demon. Rushing up to the mirror, his fingers running down his midnight blue skin. His hair color had changed from plain brown to a pale snow-white, which, he had to admit, was kind of cool. Unlike Vikki's, his horns jutted out from his temples twisting slightly then rising two inches before looping like a ram's horns. His eyes were as ruby as theirs were. Same nose, same pointed ears as theirs. Tentatively opening his mouth, two sets fangs greeted him, one on the top row and one on the bottom row of his teeth. Jumping back as his image spread its feathered wings. Lightning arced off each feather, Ira stared at his mirror self as he floated before him. Turning to the side, the base of his tail was around three inches thick, tapering down to the tip of his tail. Unlike Vikki's it didn't end in a spear-like point. He silently admitted to himself the sight was pretty cool.

"Just look at his wings," Sue squealed, as she rushed to Ira's side. Looking in the mirror, reaching back imagining what it would be like to actually touch them as her hand ran over the image of his wings.

"Mom, what did you say?" Vikki asked looking at her mother.

"He's Lucifugous," Alyda said, still in awe of what she was seeing.

"A what?" Ira asked peering over his shoulder.

"The incubus that is related to the element of air," Alyda said, her eyes couldn't stop from admiring his wings.

"O-okay," Ira said, returning his attention back to the mirror, "like that tells me anything," he quickly added to himself.

"Hey," Sue whispered as she glanced over at Ira, "you'll let me touch them when you awaken right? In return you can touch me anywhere," she said slyly as she lifted her shirt.

"No, he'll let me touch them first," Rita said, draping herself along Ira's right side, "in return, this little handsome man can do anything he wants to me," she said, turning his chin towards her. Peering out of the corner of her eye as they kissed.

"Wrong again daughter," Alyda said, sashaying up to Ira's back. Pressing her breasts into his back, her hands ran along his waist before traveling up his chest. "If anyone is going to touch those magnificent wings first it will me, a son should always indulge his mother first," she said, her lips plucking at his skin as she kissed along his neck, "don't you think so?"

"Mother," Vikki huffed, her tail whipped behind her in annoyance.

"You'll fuck your mother won't you my baby boy?" Alyda asked, as she tugged on Ira's earlobe. "You'll let your mother ride this hard cock of yours, won't you?"

"S-sure," Ira stammered.

"Ira!" Vikki gasped.

"What she's hot," Ira said, looking over his shoulder at her.

"D-d-do you think I am?" Vikki asked shyly, looking down, her left hand held onto her right arm as she hugged herself.

"What, hot?" Vikki glanced up as she nodded. "Yeah," Ira said. A little confused by her behavior. This wasn't like the Vikki he had known all these years. He had no clue she was this insecure, whenever she was around, Vikki always had this confidence about herself.

"T-then maybe you'll want to go on a date sometime?" Vikki asked, placing her hands behind her back.

"And Bridgett will be okay with that?"

"Mmmhmm," Vikki nodded.

"Sure, I guess," Ira said, not missing the sparkle in Vikki's eyes.

"Well, now that we know what Ira here will soon look like," Alyda said, her breath hot in his ear, "we can't keep Bridgett asleep too much longer or she'll get suspicious," she said, slipping her hand into Ira's pants. "You like that don't you?" Alyda asked in a husky voice. "You like having your mother's hand wrapped around your cock?"

"Y-yes," Ira stuttered.

"Then you'll fuck your mother, hmm? You'll let your mother have a taste of this cock?" Alyda whispered lasciviously into Ira's ear. A sinful smile spread across her lips as Ira nodded. She knew he was about to cum, spinning Ira around, their eyes locking as she slid down his body. His zipper yielded to her experienced fingers; her ruby eyes glanced up as her hand snaked Ira's cock out from the depths of his underwear.

"Mmm," Sue and Rita said, licking their lips as their mother's hand ran up and down his shaft.

Alyda's eyes stayed on his as his crown neared her lips, her tongue lashing the tip of his cock, enjoying the sounds of Ira's bliss that escaped his lips. Sinking further down his length, her eyes fluttered as she tasted his budding incubus energies. Her hands held onto his hips as her head rocked. Sucking on his cock like Ira never experienced before. Her forked tongue wrapped around his rod aiding in its milking. She needed to taste his cum. She needed to know if the lore about Lucifugous type incubi were real. Air-type incubi were rare; most were attuned to either fire, water, or, most commonly, earth, like their counterparts.

Yet air-type succubi weren't as rare as the males were. Her eyes quickly glanced up as Ira hissed. He didn't need to tell her that he was about to cum. She already knew, it only made her hungry for her meal. Her eyes flew wide, squealing around his cock as it emptied its seed into her mouth. Her eyes glazed over as its sweet taste settled on her tongue. Her womb instantly clenched sending her cream down her canal. As her mouth eased off of his cock, she knew the stories were true; and that only made her want one thing -- she needed to fuck him.

"Thank you son," Alyda said, looking up at Ira, "that was very yummy," she said, placing his slick cock back into his pants. Dragging her breasts along his chest as she rose. "Maybe later you'll come by and let mama have a little ride, hmm?"

"O-okay," Ira said, feeling like a mouse caught in the gaze of a hungry cat.

"Good, a son should always please his mother," Alyda purred, rubbing Ira's manhood before heading to the door to release Bridgett from the spell she had put upon her.

"Come Ira," Rita said snuggling up to him, "let me show you where my room is. This way, should you feel the need to visit me in the night, you won't need to use the front door," she cooed, as she led him out of the room. "Just so you know I like sleeping in the nude," Rita whispered to him as they rounded the corner.

"Wait for me!" Sue called out, racing after them. Vikki just huffed as her tail lashed the floor.

"Here we are," Bridgett said, pulling to a stop along the curb in front of the library. "Ira?" she said as she turned in her seat as his hand hovered over the door handle.

"Hmm?"

"Thanks for coming today, and thanks for not being an ass to them," Bridgett said, smiling sweetly at him.

"No problem sis," Ira said as the car door open.

"Do you want me to tell Mom you're here?"

"Might as well," Ira said shrugging his shoulders.

"Ira?" Vikki reached out the window taking hold of his wrist.

"Yeah?"

"Thank you for today," Vikki said looking at him sweetly, "maybe tomorrow we can go out, hmm?" she asked, looking over at Bridgett who had a large smile on her face.

"Umm... okay," Ira said, a chill ran up his arm as Vikki placed a kiss on his palm.

"I can't wait for tonight," Vikki said with sultry eyes.

Ira looked back as he stood before the door of the library watching his sister pull off. Shaking his head at the weirdness of the day. He wondered why he wasn't perturbed by all of it. Was it because he was a demon now, or was it because, finally, he could do something about it now? He wasn't proud of it, but a sinful smile formed on his face as he pulled the front door open.

"Afternoon Ira, I thought you'd be here sooner," Ms. Dates said as Ira walked through the door. The chain that dangled from the frame of her glasses brushed along her left cheek as she stamped the inside cover of one of the new books that were about to go into circulation.

"Yeah me too, but I got pulled away," Ira said as he approached her desk.

"Finished already?" Ms. Dates asked, as Ira laid the book onto the counter.

"Yep!" Ira said with a chipper smile. Quickly glancing down noting how her blouse opened slightly giving him a peek at the tops of her breasts. Not that he hasn't seen her naked before due the video of her. Nonetheless, it didn't stop his mind from gazing at them as she rose.

"Is there any book(s) I can help you to find today?" Ms. Dates asked as her hand rested over his. She knew Ira had a crush on her, ever since she had come to work at the library three years ago but seeing how he was a minor at the time she could never act on it. Yet, she had seen how he had stopped looking at her after she had made that video and that only told her he knew of what she had done with his father. She was lonely and horny when Dominic showed up one day. Applying his charm to her, only to be misled and fucked in Ira's own home.

"Yes." Ms. Dates fought herself from giggling as Ira's cheeks heated. She found it very cute. "Umm... is there any books here on..." Ira whispered as he leaned over the counter, "sex?"

Now it was her turn to blush. She wasn't expecting Ira to ask about that! Glancing down as she felt his middle finger brushing along her wrist. A sudden surge raced up her arm, branching off; one going up her neck the other headed down towards her womb. A blue haze danced across her brown eyes as her womanhood heated in arousal. A rush of desire to have Ira, flooded her mind.

"So would there happen to be any books here on the subject?" Ira asked, noticing the blue haze in her eyes, just like how he saw in Bridgett's this morning.

"Y-yes, but I think you need to narrow down your topic," Ms. Dates said, feeling her breasts swell as her eyes lingered on his lips. Her heart skipped as Ira beckoned her forward.

"Do you have any books on how to have sex?" Ira whispered lustfully into her ear.

Ms. Dates felt her skin become flush with heat as his breath flowed along her skin. Her nails raked along the surface of her desk as Ira lightly pressed his cheek against hers. Sucking on her lower lip as her nose was assaulted by a strange, sweet scent that drifted off of Ira's skin. Her thighs rubbed together, noting how wet she was getting, which was strange for her, it usually took a while to get her juices flowing.

"You do have a book, books, on the matter, yes?" Ira asked, his lips brushing against her ear. He kept his smirk hidden as he heard her little gasp.

Ms. Dates fought to regain control of her body, yet the desire to have Ira thrust his hard rod into her moist peach overruled all rational thought. She felt her nipples tightening the longer she felt his breath on her skin. Peering out from the corner of her left eye as his cheek brushed along hers, her gaze followed, as Ira returned, back to his original position. How she just wanted to take hold of the sides of his cheeks and place a long, wet, lingering kiss on those lips of his.​