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Ira fell backward onto his bed after he had dumped his load into his mother's cunt. His chest rose and fell as he watched his mother's body shuddering from her orgasm as he came in her. Looking down his body as he felt something warm on his deflating cock. He hoped she didn't want more; Ira didn't know if he could get it up a fourth time in one day.

"My baby can't have a soiled cock," Cora said, licking up the back of his cock. Tasting how sweet they were together. Knowing that she would always find herself in her son's room when her husband wasn't home. Her brown eyes glanced up at her son as she sucked on his shrinking head. Squeezing her folds tightly so she could gorge herself on her son's cum once she was in her own room. "Now, you get to bed and maybe if your dad leaves early tomorrow mama will ride this big cock again," Cora said, winking at her son as she scurried off of his bed.

Ira awoke the next morning to find his sister and Vikki snuggling each side of his body. Their naked thighs rested on his legs; Ira could feel the heat of their mounds against his skin as his eyes glanced between them. Their breasts pressed against his ribs as their heads rested on his chest. Sighing inwardly, knowing if he moved he would wake them, and what sane man would willingly leave a bed when one is sandwiched by two hot women? Looking down to his left as Vikki stirred rubbing her cheek against his chest.

"Morning Ira," Vikki said softly as she placed a kiss on his chest. Noticing how she could see his horns. So she knew he must have awakened fully sometime last night. She was a little hurt that she wasn't there to see it. "Would you mind going to my house with me?" she asked, as her chin rested on his chest, slowly moving her body up along his so not to awaken Bridgett. "You need to learn how to fly, and we can't do that here," Vikki whispered into his ear, "I wish I could have seen your form last night," she cooed as her lips tugged on his earlobe. Taking hold on his left hand, opening her legs as she placed his hand on her mound. "Feel how wet I am Ira, feel how horny I am just laying here next to you," Vikki said easing two of his fingers into her cunt. Biting her lip, her thigh rubbing along his as his fingers sank into her pussy. Rocking her hips slightly, her eyes shot towards his face as Ira found her g-spot with ease.

"Are you enjoying fingering my baby?" Bridgett asked, startling them both. "Then you need to take care of your sister too," she said sweetly as she rose causing his cover to slide down her body. That same blue light was burning in her pupils as she tossed his pillows off of his bed. "Look at it Ira," Bridgett said, as she straddled her brother's head. Peering down at him as her fingers ran along her mound. "Look at how pretty my pussy is little brother," she said, pulling her labia apart. Unaware that had Vikki flicked her finger towards the door magically locking it so no one would interfere and soundproofing Ira's room. "Is it pretty Ira?"

"You do have a very... pretty pussy sis," Ira said, watching how Bridgett's canal clenched and unclenched as she knelt over him.

"Then have a taste," Bridgett said, sinking down onto his mouth. "Mmm, a hot mouth on my pussy so early in the morning is a wonderful thing," she said, gently rocking her hips against Ira's lips. "Don't worry little brother, Vikki and I will teach you how to eat a woman out, won't we baby?" Bridgett asked, looking down at her girlfriend.

"Oh yes," Vikki cooed, placing a kiss on Bridgett's hip, "come on Ira make me cum," she said riding his fingers. Throwing his covers off of his body as Ira's hand gripped his sister's thigh. Her fingers lightly danced along Ira's morning wood, licking her lips as his cock flexed as she did. A sinful smirk spread across her lips as she watched his cock growing to her desired length.

"Mmm, yes little brother get that tongue in me," Bridgett moaned, as her clit rubbed against her brother's nose.

Reaching down taking his fingers from her cunt. Sucking them clean before rolling onto his lap. "Ira," Vikki said, rubbing her labia along his length, "can you feel how wet you make me?"

"Mmmhmm," Ira mumbled from around Bridgett's pussy.

"Then you won't mind if I do this?" Vikki demanded, lifting her hips slightly, running his head through her lips before sinking down onto his rod. She knew now that he was fully awakened there was no limit to the number of times he could get it up and cum. She had heard some of the stories about Lucifugous, the way all succubi did, when they were growing up. Vikki just never thought Ira would become one of them.

"S-shit," Ira hissed, as Vikki's folds squeezed his cock tightly.

"You like Vikki's pussy don't you Ira? Do you like the taste of your sister's pussy?" Bridgett asked, shuddering as Ira's tongue curled within her canal. "Yes Ira, make your sister cum!" she huffed, as her hips rocked faster on his lips. Bridgett released a primal moan as her thighs squeezed his head as her canal poured her hot cream into his waiting mouth.

"God Ira, your cock is fantastic," Vikki moaned as she bounced on his rod.

"Vikki..."

"What is it baby?" Vikki panted, trying to hold back her orgasm.

"You remember what we talked about yesterday?" Bridgett asked, easing off of her brother's face. Smirking at how his mouth was covered in her hot juice just as it should be.

"Yeah," Vikki said rocking her hips.

"I want it," Bridgett said, glancing down at what Vikki had between her legs.

"You sure baby, that is a big step for you?" Vikki asked, keeping her mirth contained, knowing once she felt Ira's cock within her cunt Bridgett would be his for all time. It was an incubi skill so they would always have a source to keep themselves alive. Succubi have the same trait as their male counterparts, yet when two came together it was simply for the sex; and she did love fucking Ira.

"I'm ready," Bridgett nodded.

"Sis...?!"

"Shh Ira, let your sister make you feel good like you have done to me and my baby," Bridgett said lovingly as she gently rubbed his chest. Leaning down her lips brushing against his ear, "You'll be the first and only man that has ever fucked me," she whispered sinfully into his ear.

"Ira taste me like you did with Bridgett," Vikki purred as she looked down at him. Her body shuddered as she felt his tongue running through her moist labia. A little squeal escaped her lips as he gave her throbbing clit a gentle suck.

"Try not to cum right away Ira," Bridgett said. She slowly eased down onto his cock moaning as her warm pussy felt her very first cock. Biting her lip as she rose and lowered herself onto her brother's hard pole. "So much better than a dildo," she said to herself, as the heat of his cock soaked into her womanhood.

"Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Yes Ira fuck me!" Bridgett squealed, as Ira's hips thrust his cock deep into her hot cunt. Tossing her head back, the early light of dawn playing across her 36B breasts as her womb went into meltdown. Then something came over her as she fell forward, her hands braced herself on his chest as her hips slammed down on his cock repeatedly. "Cum in your sister Ira! Give it to me!" Bridgett growled demonically. Her eyes flashed in her hunger as she felt his cock dumping his hot seed into her womb.

"Ira?" Vikki called, watching him dry his body after his shower.

"Yeah," Ira replied, noticing how she was standing in his doorway, waiting to be invited in.

"Thanks," Vikki said, as he gave her silent permission to enter his room.

"What is it Vikki?" Ira asked, tossing his damp towel into the corner of his room where all his dirty clothes ended up.

"Bridgett wants to go window shopping to look at things for our wedding, so I called my mother and my sisters are on their way..." Vikki giggled behind her hand at the look in Ira's eyes. "I'm sure you can handle three succubi Ira," she sighed with a coy smirk.

"Yeah, but the question remains will I walk out of that house alive or not," Ira said pulling up his underwear.

"Oh you'll be alive for the most part," Vikki said with a smirk, "let me see the real you Ira," she said sweetly.

"How?"

"Hold the image in your head and you will be as such, it's the same way when you need to be human again," Vikki spoke with a 'teacher's' voice. Her mouth watered as his demonic energies filled the room. She had to fight herself from getting wet as she stared into his ruby eyes. "Can I... touch your wings Ira?" she asked, knowing how much it was going to irk her mother and sisters that she was the first one to touch them.

"Sure, knock yourself out," Ira replied, turning his back to her.

Biting her lip as her hands ran over his feathers. Gasping as she looked down as his tail rubbed her mound through the crotch of her jeans. "Stop that!" Vikki chortled playfully, slapping his left shoulder. "I don't want to have to change because you made me cum when I'm not wearing panties!"

"Then pull down your pants and I'll make you really wet," Ira said, peering over his shoulder, smirking at her wickedly.

"Ira! My, my, haven't you become naughty? I love it, but it'll have to wait," Vikki said as Bridgett called for her. "Sue and Rita should be here within thirty minutes Ira, do try not to fuck them too well, okay?"

"Want me all to yourself, hmm?"

"Mmmhmm," Vikki nodded getting a kiss in before leaving him.

"Ira? Where are you going?" Cora asked walking out of the kitchen with her breakfast in hand, seeing him fully dressed, which was odd for her son so early on a Sunday morning. Keeping her lust hidden as his eyes fell upon her as his father sat at the table eating his breakfast.

"Vikki's mother's house," Ira said matter-of-fact, "I am trying to be a good brother," he said, hiding the real reason why he was going over there. "Vikki asked me to fetch something for Bridgett while they're out window shopping," Ira lied.

"Oh baby," Cora said wrapping her son in her arms, "I know how hard it is for you to be nice to Vikki, I'm glad you're trying for your sister," she said rubbing his back. "Maybe if you hurry back mama will give you something special," Cora whispered into his left ear not remembering the fucking he gave her last night. She did, however, feel how much her pussy was throbbing when she woke up that morning, so she knew she'd had sex, but Dominic didn't get home until two hours ago, so she knew it wasn't him. That left only one person: her son! Cora desperately wanted to remember their coupling. If her throbbing pussy was any indication, then her son had a cock that would make her cum readily.

"I'll try," Ira said patting his mother's back.

"Try not to make a lot of noise when you come home Ira," Dominic said, dark circles hung underneath his eyes.

"Sure Dad," Ira said looking over as his father. "So you ready to take another spin on my cock, Mom?" he whispered low into his mother's ear. "Because I can't wait to see that ass bounce again," Ira said his voice dripped with sin. Looking towards the front door as a car horn hooked. "Bye Mom," Ira said, reverting back to his good son disguise as he kissed his mother on her cheek, "see ya Dad," he said, waving to his parents as he neared the door.

"Be safe!" Cora called out as the door close. Quite stunned, to say the least, at what her son told her. "So it's true!" she said to herself as Dominic called to her.

"Morning Ira," Rita said, leaning out the passenger side window showing off her dangling breasts for him. "I hear you...?"

"Mmmhmm," Ira nodded as he approached their car.

"Does that mean you'll let me touch them, and in return you can touch me anywhere," Rita said, kneeling on her seat. Her ass wiggling as she pulled down on the collar of her shirt showing Ira she wore no bra.

"Sure if you want," Ira said, pulling on the door handle wondering why it was locked.

"Nah-uh-uh," Rita said, a devilish smirk graced her lips, her tongue pressed against the corner of her mouth as Ira looked down at her. "Give us a kiss first," she said beckoning him in. Her fingers weaved through his hair, her hand pressing him closer as their lips embraced each other's. Feeding him some of her lifeforce while taking some of his as her tongue rolled in his mouth. "Hmm, not bad! Stick with me and I'll show you how to really kiss," Rita said unlocking the doors.

"My, my, if isn't my wayward son, finally come home to see his mother," Alyda teased, as she sat in her robe on her front porch waiting for them to arrive. "Come," her green eyes running over his body as she rose from her seat, "I can't have my son wandering around with untrained powers," Alyda said, pushing the front door open.

Ira gasped as Alyda cupped his groin as he stepped over the threshold of her house. A devilish light flared in her ruby eyes as her hand stroked his cock, her forked tongue ran up his neck tasting his skin before nibbling along his jaw. Alyda's human disguise burning away as the door closed, her horns gleamed in the light as Sue pressed her body against his back. Rita's shirt went flying across the room landing on the couch, bending at her hips in front of him as she pushed down her pants, showing her tight pussy off to Ira before her jeans joined her shirt.

"Ira, you will fuck your mother won't you?" Alyda asked in a wanton purr as Sue raised the hem of his shirt. "Your mother needs to feel this cock deep inside of her pussy," she said, kneading the head of his cock as Rita removed his shoes.

"You'll fuck your sisters too right?" Sue asked, as her lips plucked at his skin.

"Yes you must, you can't fuck Vikki and leave the rest of your family wanting. That's just mean," Rita pouted as she looked up at him.

"Umm... ladies," Ira said, backing away from their hungry looks when all that remained was a very thin piece of cloth and their wanton bodies, "there's only one of me and three of you. I don't think I could..."

"Oh but, you can," Alyda said, standing nude before Ira. Her 42DD breasts bounced, her dark purple areolas stood in contrast to her light purple skin. Her spear shaped point of her tail ran along her labia as she smirked at Ira.

"Mmmhmm," Sue cooed, as she draped herself along her mother's right side. Discarding her humanoid form for her demonic one, her form varied little from Vikki's or her mother's just Vikki's, Rita's, and her horns were a smaller size than their mothers were. "An incubus can have sex all day and night if he wanted to and not get tired like his human counterpart," she said as she played with her mother's right breast.

"What do you say Ira," Rita said, her ruby eyes lustered as she sashayed over to him. Her tail lazily danced in excitement as her hands ran down his bare chest. "How about we get rid of these, hmm?" she said looking up at him as her fingers pulled the elastic waist band of his underwear from his hips. Her tongue ran along her upper lip as his cock sprang out as the elastic waistband passed his cock head, then, as gravity took over, his underwear kissed the floor. Before Ira could object her lips wrapped around his hard shaft. Her ruby eyes peered up at him as she slowly bobbed on his rod. Showing him that she, like her sisters and mother, would always be here to please him and feed him should the need arise.

"No fair!" Sue shouted, rushing to her sister's side. "Let me have a taste Rita," she pouted, as she knelt beside her sister.

Ira was a loss for words. He'd never had anyone, namely two hot women, fighting to suck him off before. Then his ears perked as he heard the flapping wings. Glancing up, noticing how Alyda hovered in the air of her living room, the forty foot high ceiling giving her plenty of room to maneuver around.

"Look at me Ira," Alyda purred as her fingers teased her labia, "your mother's pussy is so lonely, you'll keep it company won't you?"

"O-okay," Ira stammered.

"You're such a good son to your mother," Alyda cooed as she slowly floated down. Her legs resting on his shoulders, her moist labia brushing along his lips. Looking down as her daughters propped Ira up so he wouldn't fall over as they shared his cock. "Yes that's it baby, taste how good your mother's pussy is," she said, her voice trembling as his lips plucked at her labia.

"Sue focus, choose the bloody length you want and stick with it!" Rita growled at her sister.

"What?! I like watching it morph, it's neat!" Sue said, sticking her tongue out at her sister.

"Well yes, but not when it's inside of my mouth it isn't!" Rita commanded, before sucking on the head of his cock. "When you're fucking him then you can be indecisive," she said passing his cock to her.

"Fine, fine," Sue said rolling her eyes, "so is eight inches okay with you?" she asked with a pointed look before she sank down the length of Ira's cock.

"Eight is indeed a fine length baby," Alyda cooed down at her daughter, "fuck, eat that pussy Ira! Make your mother cum on that tongue," she moaned as she pressed his face deeper into her mysterious jungle. "Oh Ira!" Alyda gasped as his ruby eyes gazed up at her. His human form burning away, his midnight black wings rustled as his forked tongue curled inside of her cunt. "Fuck!" she cried out as her back arched. "Mmmhmm, work that tongue baby, lap up all your mother's hot juices," Alyda purred as she ground her mound against his face.

"Ira!" Sue squealed as the tip of his tail teased her labia. "Oh god! Yes fuck me with it. I want to feel you inside of me," she moaned as his tail eased itself into her hot cunt.

"See? I knew you liked me Ira," Rita said, smiling up at him, "since you left your cock all for me." Getting to her feet, bracing herself on the lip of the waist high, antique, 19th Century, hand carved, European Red Elm, lift top coffer. The tip of her tongue pressed against the middle of her upper lip as her hand reached between her legs. "Mmm, Ira your cock is so yummy," she purred as she eased her canal down the length of his rod, "it's so hard inside my tight little pussy," Rita moaned as she fucked herself.

"Ira! Yes get that tail deeper inside of me," Sue moaned, as she writhed on the floor, her hand held onto his tail as her hips rocked, sending it to the deepest parts of her sex. "Yes brother, you're going to make me cum," she groaned as her hand pinched her nipple.

"I think that is enough tasting your mother," Alyda panted, trying to draw air into her lungs. "So, do I taste good?"

"Mmmhmm," Ira mumbled against her mound.

"Then, when we're done here today, you can fly to my window whenever you want. Your mother will always spread her legs for you," Alyda said, lovingly stroking the back of his head before lifting off of his shoulders.

"Ira! Fuck yes! Pound your sister's pussy!" Rita howled, as she felt his balls slapping her clit once her mother left his shoulders. Her thighs trembled as her womb detonated sending her cream gushing out around his cock. Her hips slowly rocked as she rode out her orgasm.

A devilish smirk graced his lips as he increased his length and girth at will. Listening to Rita's sudden gasp, it was music to Ira's ears. He was never going to be used again. It was time for a little payback to all those that thought so little of him.

"Fuck Ira! Too big! Too big!" Rita screamed out.

"Then move aside dear, mama knows how to handle big cocks," Alyda said in a wanton purr.

"Then hop on," Ira said with a coy smirk as he pointed his glistening ten inch cock at her.

"With pleasure," Alyda said, before launching herself at him. Her legs wrapped around him as her hand lined up his cock. Her eyes fluttered as she eased herself down. Grinding her hips against his as she held his entire length inside her hot, wet mound. "See I told you I could," she said, with a coy smile as she kissed him, while her wings gave her a little lift, gliding her body along his rod. "God. You're cock feels so good inside of mama's pussy," Alyda purred as her juices dripped down onto her floor. "You like our tight pussies don't you baby?" she asked, as she softly bit on his chin as her folds clamped down on his cock.

"I'll have to fuck Sue first before I can answer that," Ira said with a sly smirk.

"You mean it!" Sue said excitedly as she cleaned her cream off of his tail.

"Why not, I am what I am now," Ira said, thrusting hard into Alyda.

"Yes, that's it baby, fuck your mother," Alyda whispered in want as his hands gripped her ass, "mama needs to feel her son for days after this." Shoving his face into her bosom as her folds clamped down on his cock, her orgasm sent down a torrent of her cream, coating his balls in her hot slick juice.

"My turn mama," Sue said, nearly bouncing on her feet. "I want to ride this cock," she said, her hand ran along his length coating her palm in her mother's and sister's juices. Peering over her shoulder, watching as his human form resurfaced as she lead him by his cock towards the couch. Lightly pushing Ira back onto the couch, her tongue flicked against her teeth, her hands ran up her stomach as her own human form came back to the surface. "So Ira, do you like my body?" Sue asked as she fondled her breasts.

Ira simply nodded since she, Rita, and Vikki were triplets. They all looked alike, but he wasn't going to open his mouth and blow it. He wasn't that stupid!

"You do remember which bedroom is mine, right?" Sue asked, as she flipped her crimson hair over her shoulder as she knelt over his lap.

"Yeah, why?"

"Good. Then you won't be keeping your sister hungry for this cock, now will you?" Sue asked with a pointed look as she lowered herself onto Ira's rod. A satisfied smile graced her lips as Ira bit his lip as her tight folds caressed his cock.

"So Ira, how are our tight cunts, now that you've had a chance to taste all three of us?" Alyda asked, as she and Rita leaned on the back of the couch watching as Sue leaned back thrusting her hips forward as she rode his cock. "You love it I take it?" she asked when Ira couldn't speak only nodding in agreement. "Does that mean we can look forward to seeing more of you around my home?"

"Mmmhmm."

"Good. You shouldn't leave your mother wanting, not for that cock of yours," Alyda said devilishly, reaching down between her daughter's legs gently rubbing Sue's clitoris. "Go on baby, cum for Ira, cum on his thick cock," she purred lusciously.

"Ira!" Sue howled, as her pussy had a death grip on his cock.

"Fuck!" Ira grunted releasing his load deep into Sue's womb.

"Yes, little brother, that is where your cum should always be, deep inside of me," Sue said, her hand covered her dancefloor as her sultry eyes stared down at him.

"Give me some sister!" Rita shouted, leaping over the couch knocking her and her sister to the floor.

"Rita!" Sue howled in mock shock as Rita's fork tongue scooped out Ira's cum.

"Do they always do that?" Ira asked trying to catch his breath.

"No," Alyda said shaking her head, "you're a special case Ira."

"How so?" Ira asked confused.

"You see Lucifugous males are so rare it's said that their cum is as sweet as sugar, which it is," Alyda said smiling down at him her fingertips danced up and down his chest, "if your sisters were mortal women then they would be enslaved to you the moment your cum touches their tongues. More so if you came inside them, then no normal man could ever hope to measure up to the experience, ever again. That is why it is wise to wear a condom, should you not wish to make the woman you lay with your servant. It's the same with us succubi, however, men are easy to lead astray from their wives or girlfriends. So we rarely enslave anyone unless we really like them, or they offer to be as such. Now come, time to learn to fly," she said patting his chest. "No clothes, mama wants to gaze at her boy all day long," Alyda said with a seductive purr. Sue and Rita quickly nodded in agreement. "Now revert back to your demon form," Alyda ordered, as she had Ira stand in the center of the room once Sue and Rita moved furniture around.

"Now you did promise your mother would be the first..."

"He did not!" Sue said, stomping her foot.

"Rita!" Alyda and Sue shouted as Rita beat them to it.

"What? You two were bickering like old hens over there," Rita said, smiling smugly at her mother and sister as her hands roamed his wings. "They're so soft," she muttered. "Have you molted yet?"

"Do what?!"

"Lucifugous molts only once in their lifetime," Alyda informed him from behind, once she pushed her daughter out of the way, "from the texts it normally happens during the first week of an incubus' awakening. From the texts and legends about them it's said that their feathers contain the element that is associated with them. So say if one was to make a pillow stuffed with feathers from an Lucifugous it is said to be the equivalent to sleeping on air, literally," she said, before huffing as Sue hip checked her out of the way.

"You'll save them for me won't you, Ira?" Sue asked, as her fingers touched his silky feathers.

"No he'll give them to me Sue," Rita said, shooting daggers at her sister.

"Now, now, I'm sure that there will be enough for all of us, isn't that right Ira?" Alyda asked, rubbing her naked breasts into his chest.

"I don't know, it isn't like I've been a half-bird all my life," Ira said, trying not to grow hard.

"But you will save them for us won't you?" Alyda asked, before her lips gently plucked at his.

"S-sure," Ira stammered.

"Good. Next time mama will let you feel what her ass is like around this," Alyda said, reaching down cupping his soft cock. "Now," she said, once she and her daughters had retreated to the couch that had been pushed to the far wall, "try flapping your wings." Ira just stared at her like he was already supposed to know how to fly. "Show him baby," Alyda said, patting Rita's thigh when she saw him confused.

"Ira," Rita said easing up to him. Turning her back to him so he could see how her muscles moved when she worked her wings. "Try tightening and relaxing your back," she said, peering over her shoulder as she rose a few inches off the floor. "Good, good you're getting the hang of it," Rita said reassuringly as Ira's wings gave a few beats.

Alyda had him repeat the process until Ira could do it at will, yet, Ira could only get off of the floor an inch or two before his wings would give out. Slowly crossing her legs so Ira could see her cunt in its wet glory, she noticed how his wings fluttered as his eyes gazed at her womanhood.

"Ira, try thinking lewd thoughts," Alyda said, only to pout when his feathers only rustled at whatever he was thinking.

"Hmm, I think we're going to have to do this the hard way Mom," Sue said from beside her.

"I suppose you're right," Alyda said, getting up from her seat, "come along Ira," she said as Sue and Rita took hold of his arms.

"Let go of me," Ira growled, trying to get out of their grip.

"Trust us Ira," Sue said, as she and Rita lead him to the rear of the house and to their backyard. Alyda chanted a spell once they did to cover their departure.

"It's the only way to help you," Rita said as she and Sue lifted Ira into the air.

"No you're just going to kill me," Ira yelled over the roaring wind as they soared ever higher into the air.

"Now Ira, it's do or die," Alyda said as they reached ten thousand feet, "you have a little over thirty seconds to figure out how to fly or you'll leave a very messy hole in the ground," she said, nodding to her daughters.

The wind stung his eyes as he plummeted towards the earth. His screams filled his ears as he hit sixty miles an hour. His arms flailed as he tried to slow his fall. Yet the green dot of land below was growing ever closer. "Work damn you!" he said to his stubborn wings. "Do something!" His body jerked backwards when his wings unfurled, and the wind caught hold of his wings. His racing heart began to slow as his plummet gradually slowed but he wasn't out of danger yet. "Go forward." Ira ordered his rebellious wings and yet he was still falling to the ground. "Home, up, turn..." Ira fumed in frustration as his wings refused to heed his orders. Looking to his left when something caught his eye. Arching an eyebrow as a flock of geese drew near. Watching how their wings moved as he fell through the void in the center of their formation. "Be a bird, be a bird," he said to himself, shutting his eyes when only two thousand feet remained. Peering through his eyelashes as he slowly began to gain altitude.

"You did it!" Rita howled, as she came crashing into him, sending them spiraling out of control. Her cheek rub against his as Ira screamed in terror. "Relax! I got you little brother," she said, stopping their decent altogether.

"You people are fucking crazy!" Ira roared.

"Don't be like that Ira," Sue said, swooping in her fingers ran along his jaw placing a small kiss on his lips. "We were behind you the whole time, we weren't going to let you die Ira," she said, her thumb brushed along his cheek.

"No we wouldn't," Alyda said, as she hovered a few feet to Ira's left, "but it seemed the only way for you to learn was to let your instincts kick in," she said with a sadistic smile.

"Why am I not surprised?" Ira asked himself. "They're demons after all; of course they would get a kick out of throwing me to my death," he said to himself.

"Come, you have much more to learn Ira," Alyda said, leading the way back to her house.

Ira couldn't be more happy to see his home as Rita pulled to a stop along the curb. He kept his glee from his face as Rita turned to her right in her seat. While, yes, he had just nearly plummeted to his death barely an hour and a half ago, Rita was still a beautiful woman to look at, regardless of his near death experience.

"Ira, do you have school tomorrow?" Rita asked, her cheeks heated.

"No, it's spring break," Ira said matter-of-fact.

"Would you maybe want to go to this little shadow puppet theater I know?" Rita asked bashfully.

"If Rita gets a day with you, you have to come to the mall with me Tuesday," Sue said, kneeling on her seat peering over the headrest at him. "Please!" she said pouting.

"Alright," Ira said. Wondering if it was only one on one then he might not be faced with life threating situations again.

"Yippee!" Sue squealed in delight. "I've got a date with a cute boy," she taunted, as she stuck her tongue out at her sister while her ass wiggled.

"Hmpf! I get him first sister," Rita said, returning her own taunt.

"Ira we need kisses!" Rita and Sue said in unison as his door opened.

Ira stood on his lawn, waving goodbye to them, his face covered in lipstick imprints of their lips, grinning like a mad fool as he felt his cock straining his pants.

"So how was mother?" Vikki asked from behind, him causing Ira to jump. Her eyes narrowed at the sight of his lipstick covered face.

"Your mother is one sadistic woman, you know that?"

"What did she do?" Vikki asked, glancing down noticing the bulge in his pants.

"Oh, nothing much, just took me to ten thousand feet, dropped me and said fly boy, fly!" Ira informed her, flapping his arms like they were his wings.

"Oh, but you did learn?" Vikki asked moving closer to him.

"Yeah, sure, only after I fell eight thousand feet or so," Ira said sarcastically, "only to have your sister sending me back to my death," he quickly added.

"You do realize we can't die like that, right?" Vikki asked arching an eyebrow.

"What?!"

"Yeah, a fall front that height won't kill us. It'll just hurt like hell," Vikki whispered into his ear as she hugged him. "Thank you for going Ira," she said, rubbing his back, "you don't know how relieved I am that you're okay. They didn't do anything to you, did they?"

"Like?"

"Sex! Ira?! Did you have sex with them?" Vikki demanded, her jealousy rising as he quickly looked away. "Tonight, I'm going to make you forget all about them," she intoned, reaching down...

"Ira!" Cora called out from the doorway. "Come eat," she said, her gaze solely on her son.

"We'll talk later," Vikki whispered low before walking off.

"What do you have all over your face!" Cora gasped as Ira crossed the threshold.

"Mom!" Ira groaned.

"Come with me," Core ordered, taking her son by the hand, leading him towards his bathroom, which earned her an approving nod from Vikki. Pushing her son into the small bathroom, her eyes glanced towards her bedroom, knowing her husband was sound asleep; and she meant to keep him like that! Her fingers slyly turned the lock as she closed the door. "So who was it that gave you all those kisses?" she asked, as she took a washcloth from the small closet her children stored such items in.

"Vikki's sisters," Ira said, as his mother waited for the water to heat up. "Why?"

"Do you like them?" Cora asked, keeping her head bowed as she ran the bar of soap over the washcloth, lathering it up.

"I don't know Mom, it's too early to tell," Ira replied, shrugging his shoulders.

"But you did fuck them son, I can smell their sex on you," Cora told him, her voice low so as not to echo in the small room.

"Yeah, what of it?" Ira asked, noticing the blue light resurfacing in her eyes.

"Do I not please you baby?" Cora asked while ringing out the washcloth. "Did you not enjoy last night?" she asked, reaching over, grabbing him by his shirt and pulling him to her.

"Of course I did," Ira said, his mind recounting the night before.

"Then you aren't going to leave me, are you?" Cora begged with a pleading look.

"Not for a while," Ira said, as his mother turned his chin to scrub the lipstick from his left cheek.

"What do you mean?!" Cora asked, stopping what she was doing.

"College. Mom," Ira said glancing over at her.

"But can't you go to the one your sister is at?" Cora asked, rinsing the washcloth then adding more soap to it.

"Umm..."

"Please, I promise if you come home every day you won't regret it," Cora said sweetly, "not many college boys get to fuck a porn star every day," she whispered into his ear. "So what do you say baby, you'll stay at home and mama with service her baby boy and his..." her voice became still as her hand rubbed his cock mentally measuring his length, given her years in porn handing so many of them, it wasn't hard for her to do. Realizing his was the perfect length she loved. Still unaware of what had happened last night, not that she hadn't tried to remember since her son had been gone, just that for the life of her, something seemed to be blocking her memories of last night.

"Mom, you're drooling," Ira said, smirking inwardly. "Go on, take it out. You do want to see it, don't you Mom?"

"Mmmhmm," Cora hummed as she gazed at the bulge in her son's pants. Gasping as his cock sprung from the slit of his boxers once she unzipped his pants. "Oh my baby, I didn't know you were so... big."

"Oh, don't you remember? You did squirt last night," Ira said, teasing his mother. "Go on, we both know what you want Mom."

"D-d-did I really squirt?!" Cora stammered out, thinking her son was lying to her.

"All over my balls! Something, as you stated, 'not one of my so-called friends you fucked could do'," Ira said with a confident smirk.

"First, let's get you cleaned up," Cora said, her voice shaking. "Let me just clean this," she said, licking her lips at how her son had stayed hard throughout her washing his face. Gently draping the washcloth over his rod, her breath came out in rapid pants as she watched her son's cock flex. Her fingers slowly wrapped around his shaft, she felt how hard her nipples were as the palm of her hand ran up and down his hard, hot, throbbing organ. Dropping the washcloth in the sink, taking the towel that hung on the shower rod and drying his face and his cock. Once his skin was dry and all traces of foreign lips were removed, her lips captured his, her tongue moved in his mouth in hopes to replace, in his mind, those younger women.

Cora couldn't help herself as she reached down, her fingers trailing along his shaft. It was too perfect for her. While, yes, she had had numerous bigger cocks than her son's, but those had always left her in pain after the shoot. It's one thing to have too much and leave your partner in pain, and another to have too little to leave her wanting for more, then another thing altogether when someone had something that her pussy would love wholeheartedly! Leading her son towards the toilet by his belt loop, she closed the lid, easing herself down onto its surface, she looked up at her son as her hands gently stroked him. "Baby?"

"Hmm."

"I mean it. If you stay mama will do anything you want, blowjobs in the morning, underneath your desk as you study... I'll even sneak into your room late at night and ride this thing and when your father isn't here I'll let you fuck me," Cora told him, her left thumb kneading his head while her right hand worked his shaft. "Please don't leave?" she begged. "Something in me knows if you do I'll die inside. You only need me to do this... To show how well I can please you and this fine cock of yours." Ira wondered if this was what Alyda meant by servant.

"Then suck it," Ira ordered as he glanced down at his cock.

"With pleasure, I'll do anything for you," Cora agreed, smiling warmly up at her son.

"I want to see your tits while you suck my cock."

"Okay, but we can't have sex, as much as I want to I don't think I could keep quiet while I am fucked by this delicious thing," Cora said, her tongue ran up to the tip of his cock coating it in his pre-cum. Ira watched as the blue haze swirled quickly around his mother's irises.

"Was that how I reinforced the enslavement, through my cum?" Ira asked himself as his mother pulled her shirt off.

"This what you want to see baby?" Cora asked, as the straps of her bra slid down to the nooks of her elbows displaying her perky 32D breasts to him.

"Mmmhmm. Now tell me how much you want to taste your son's cock and swallow all his hot cum?" Ira asked, teasing his mother's lips with the tip of his cock. His mother wasted no time pouncing on his tool. His left hand darted out to the counter's edge to brace himself against his trembling legs. He had to admit: his mother was damn good at sucking cock.

"Don't you cum yet!" Cora cried, pulling off his cock as she came up for air. "I want to show you everything your mother can do for her baby," she purred, before nibbling along the side of his cock.

"Then by all means, suck it to your hearts content," Ira said, reaching down giving her left nipple a little tug.

"Do you like mama's tits? Would you want to slide this cock through them sometime?" Cora asked, while cradling his nuts in her left hand while slowly stroking him with her right. All so she could prolong their encounter.

"And cum all over these pretty little things, sure!" Ira replied, seeing his mother blushing hard. He had never seen her do that, ever! Even when one of the star football players was caught a few years ago at the AVN Awards, on a camera with a hot mic, telling his mother how hot and sexy she was, and that he'd give anything for a hot ride with her, all to which she firmly turned him down. Which days later his wife didn't take kindly to. Last Ira had heard the man was divorced and penniless as his now ex-wife had taken him to the cleaners. Still to see his mother blush because of him made his ego swell.

"D-do you really think they're pretty?" Cora asked, brushing her hair behind her ear.

"Mmmhmm."

"Then if you stay, I-I-I let you touch them all you want," Cora stammered. She had to get her son to stay. Somehow deep within her, she knew she couldn't be without him. Something told her she had to taste his seed as often as she could.

"Well then," Ira said, grabbing the base of his cock and the back of his mother's head, "you best get to work then." His mother simply smiled as she took his cock in her mouth without complaint.​