Suddenly A Succubus

As Amara drew closer to Mr. Luxnor's office, she let out a sigh of relief. The halls were relatively empty, as very few classes ran at this hour, and no one else seemed to be visiting the teacher. She opened her phone's inner camera and did one final inspection, just to be safe.

Deep, emerald green eyes stared back at her behind a curtain of bright red hair. Her makeup was the perfect mix of slutty and sexy, though she did add a touch more lipstick just to be safe. With a deep breath, she moved in and knocked on the door.

"Professor?" she asked.

Mr. Luxnor looked up, clearly surprised by her arrival. "Ms. Donoghue? What brings you by at this hour?"

Up close, Amara finally got a good look at the professor. His deep brown hair was naturally wavy, and it was long enough to frame the sides of his face quite well. His eyes, a similar shade of brown, clearly stole a look at her figure as she entered the office, and she noticed a small shift in his aura. His soft jawline was accentuated by well-manicured stubble, and as he leaned back in his chair, she got a good look at his outfit. A simple black jacket gave his shoulders a fair amount of definition, and underneath he wore a blue button-down shirt that flattered him just as well.

Amara took one last look down the hallway before stepping into the office, leaning against the door as she played with its handle. "Well, I'm just really nervous about class, I'm worried my grades are slipping..."

"Kylie, we went over everything yesterday. At this point, you couldn't fail even if you wanted to." Confusion crossed the teacher's face as they continued talking.

"I'm not sure you understand, Professor." Amara slowly pushed the office door closed, locking it as she turned to face Mr. Luxnor. Her hands moved to her jacket, which she slowly pulled off to reveal her outfit. Her cleavage was on full display in a black push-up bra, which itself was easily visible underneath a white blouse that she'd tied to show off her stomach. A red, plaid skirt sat high on her hips, showing off her legs while leaving very little to the imagination. "I really think I need more extra credit."

Mr. Luxnor's aura practically exploded, and it was clear he was fighting to maintain composure. "Well, now that you mention it, I did just finish grading your last test, and I must say I was very disappointed with your results."

Amara smirked, thrilled that her plan was working so well.

Men are so predictable. Still, he's young and cute, no reason I can't enjoy myself while I'm here...

She placed her jacket on the chair across from the professor's desk, followed by her purse. After a quick glance back at the man behind her, she bent at the waist to show off her bright red panties. His aura confirmed how distracted he was, and she took a quick second to readjust her purse one final time. With everything ready, she turned towards her target and walked closer.

"Is there anything I can do to make it up? To show you how much this class means to me?"

"Oh, I think you know the answer to that, Ms. Donoghue. Assume the position."

Shit, I was worried about this. That could mean anything! Does he want me bent over? On my knees? On his lap? Ugh, focus Amara! Commit to the roleplay!

"Why, whatever do you mean, Professor?" Amara playfully bit her finger, hoping she could pretend that her ignorance was all part of the game. Thankfully, a devious smirk on Mr. Luxnor's face assuaged her fears.

"My, you've forgotten so much of the curriculum already. Perhaps you just need a strong hand to get you straightened out." The teacher stood up and moved towards her, his hand lacing into her hair before grabbing tight. He pushed down, his firm grip bringing her to her knees in front of him. His hand moved to her cheek, and he pushed his thumb into her mouth, which she dutifully sucked deeper. His other hand moved to his pants, undoing them while he continued playing with her lips.

Soon enough, he'd managed to grab his shaft and pull it free. An impressively thick cock now pointed at her mouth, and she locked eyes with Mr. Luxnor as he pulled his thumb from her lips.

"Time for your first lesson, Ms. Donoghue. Open wide, tongue out."

Amara did as she was asked, opening her mouth as wide as possible before pushing out her tongue. She made sure to leave a fair amount of spit on it before it left her mouth, which quickly dripped down her chin and onto her cleavage. The teacher in front of her grinned, then slowly stroked his length while taking in the sight of this eager college slut on her knees. Stepping closer, he slapped his cock on her tongue several times, then moved his hands back to her hair. Grabbing her tight, he pushed forward.

The tip of his cock slid down her tongue, entering her mouth slowly. Amara reacted by wrapping her lips around his shaft, but was surprised when Mr. Luxnor lightly slapped the side of her face.

"Ah ah ah, we've talked about this. Mouth stays open until I say so."

Amara nodded, doing just as he wanted. With her mouth open once again, he pulled her head closer and moaned as his cock caused her to gag softly. He couldn't push as deep this way, but she had a feeling that wasn't the goal at the moment. He began pulling her head up and down, and each time a small gag escaped her lips. His aura indicated that, like Nick, he seemed to love the sounds she made, so she did her best to make them louder.

Over the next few minutes, she made a few attempts to do more for Mr. Luxnor, and each time he reprimanded her. He didn't want her tongue to swirl around his shaft, he didn't want her to move her own head, and he didn't want his cock to go any deeper.

He wanted nothing more than a submissive toy.

It was a strange sensation, as Amara had grown used to being extremely active during sex. Nick loved to see her enthusiasm, and recently she'd begun to enjoy holding him down while they fucked. Tessa loved to be dominated, and always appreciated the extra attention Amara's tail could bring. Even Brandon, as much as she hated him, had clearly enjoyed her faux desperation. In this office, however, she was simply an object of desire.

Another few minutes passed before Mr. Luxnor spoke again. "Next lesson, Ms. Donoghue. Close your mouth, and prepare to take this cock as deep as you can."

Amara nodded, finally letting her lips wrap tight around his shaft. She was fairly sure she could take all of his cock; the length definitely wouldn't be an issue, but the girth would certainly be a new sensation. He continued to hold her tight, and once her lips closed, he began moving her again. His first couple thrusts were slow, he seemed to be testing her limits, but she could tell he wanted more. She'd been connected to his aura for a while now, ever since getting on her knees, so she was intimately aware of everything he was feeling. She kept her eyes locked on his, and couldn't help but notice that he seemed more interesting in watching his cock pump in and out of her lips.

With another thrust, he tried to reach deeper into her throat. She gagged reflexively, as she was still adjusting to his size, but by the time he'd thrust again she was ready for him. The tip of his cock pushed into her throat, just for a second, and he involuntarily let out a quiet moan.

"That's a good girl, just like that..." Mr. Luxnor whispered.

He continued thrusting into her mouth, slowly and deliberately, as he kept pushing her limits. Each time his cock entered her throat, his aura pulsed with excitement, giving Amara a mouthful in more ways than one. It only took a few more minutes before he had what he wanted: a slutty schoolgirl's lips pressed against the base of his cock. He stayed there, rocking her head back and forth as he savored the feeling of her tight throat. When he pulled out, Amara made sure that plenty of spit stayed on display.

"Fuckin' hell, you're getting better at this!"

"Do I have enough extra credit to pass the class yet?" Amara asked, pitching up her voice to sound playfully innocent.

"Oh, not even close. Open up."

Amara nodded, and soon Mr. Luxnor's cock was slowly fucking her face again. He moved her back and forth, meeting her head with his own thrusts, as his cock repeatedly bottomed out. She made sure to keep the throatfucking as wet as possible, both for her own sake and to coat her tits in spit to enhance the view. It only took a few more minutes for his movements to grow faster, more erratic, as he reveled in the feeling of her throat. She was unfamiliar with how much control he had over himself, but his aura seemed to indicate he was close to cumming. The facefucking became relentless, his cock hammering into her throat as his grip tightened, but he stopped without warning just before his orgasm overtook him.

She watched his cock leave her mouth, gasping heavily as she took a deep breath. Her tits were soaked, the thin fabric of her shirt completely see-through at this point.

"I'd say we're almost there, Ms. Donoghue. Are you ready for your final?" Mr. Luxnor asked.

"Yes please, Mr. Luxnor. I want to show you what a good girl I can be!" Amara smirked, playfully biting one of her fingers as she waited for a hint of what to do next.

"Panties off, bend over my desk." he said sternly.

Without hesitation, Amara rose to her feet before moving towards the desk. She leaned forward, hooked her thumbs into her panties, and slowly pulled them to the floor while trying to give the teacher the best show she could. Once they were off, she tossed them at Mr. Luxnor, spread her legs, and bent forward over his desk.

She felt him move behind her, and soon his fingers had found her pussy. He slid them over her entrance, causing her legs to tremble, and they stopped moving once they found her clit. He rubbed slowly, making small circles that drove her crazy, and she found herself moaning out in pleasure.

Without warning, she felt Mr. Luxnor lean forward, his weight pushing her harder against the desk, and his free hand pushed her panties into her mouth. "You'd better stay quiet if you want that A, Ms. Donoghue."

Amara couldn't respond, not with her mouth full and her clit being played with. She instead gave a barely audible whimper of approval, which the professor seemed to appreciate.

"Now, last time, I seem to recall you got quite a lot of attention. I think we can skip that today, hm?" Mr. Luxnor stood up straight again, his hand pushing against her back to keep her in position. She felt one of his feet touch the inside of her ankle, and she quickly pushed her legs further apart to accommodate him. Now completely exposed, the teacher pushed his cock against her pussy, which was already incredibly wet. She felt the tip tease her entrance, repeatedly taunting her, until finally he gave in.

She immediately noticed how different his cock felt from Nick's. Her best friend wasn't likely to be starring in any pornos soon, but he still had a respectable size that had delivered dozens of orgasms over the last few months. The cock now entering her, which she briefly remembered was only the second she'd ever taken, was much thicker. Amara had never been a size queen, all of her toys were quite conservative, but as her pussy stretched open she began to see the appeal. Each inch that pushed inside opened her up further, and it took every ounce of restraint she had to hold back her moans of ecstasy.

"Fuck, every time we do this I forget how tight you are. You're a good little slut, aren't you Ms. Donoghue?" Mr. Luxnor muttered. When he finally bottomed out inside of her, his weight pushing her into the desk, there was another surge in his aura. The hand holding her down moved, and soon the teacher had grabbed her hips tight. He pulled back slowly, his cock threatening to leave her entirely, but soon he slammed back inside her again. Her body shook, and she felt her legs shake from the overwhelming pleasure. She bit down on the panties in her mouth, doing everything she could to avoid making noise, knowing that both of their plans would be ruined if they got caught now. With another powerful thrust, he began fucking her in earnest, his iron grip on her hips refusing to let her move.

Amara was still eagerly feeding off him, the taste of his pleasure mixing with her own body's sensations to heighten the entire experience. For the first time since Halloween, she decided to push her own limits, to see how much energy she could take in. After everything she'd talked about with Nick last night, wondering if Kylie might get pulled into this cult business, and the recent revelation about Derek, her resolve had hardened, and she knew she'd need the energy to really make a difference.

Her train of thought derailed, however, when her first orgasm started. Her entire body tensed, and she could feel Mr. Luxnor's cock being squeezed tight as he continued to use her pussy. She was unable to stop herself from moaning quietly as she shook, pleasure overwhelming her as she felt all of the teacher's energy racing through her body. She grabbed the sides of the desk, doing everything she could to avoid making noise, but her soft moans continued as she came. Her eyes rolled back in her head, her back arched, and her hips bucked wildly against the professor's iron grip.

Her body was practically vibrating with pleasure, and Mr. Luxnor continued to hold her tight as he fucked her through her orgasm. It was impressive, his own pace continued increasing, yet he took great care to not make any noise. Every time his cock hammered into her, she expected to hear the sounds of his body meeting hers, but he managed to stay in control. She could feel her ass shaking hard with every thrust, and her pussy had long ago started dripping down her legs.

Mr. Luxnor's grip changed, and now his nails were digging into her hips. The sensation caught her off guard, and when his cock pushed inside her again, her legs finally gave out. She was now supported completely by his desk, her body still nothing more than a toy for him to get off with. He leaned forward, one hand grabbing her hair as the weight of his body pushed her harder against the desk. He pulled her head back, the slight pain joining with his harsh grip on her hips, and she felt something shift. Until now, he'd been enjoying himself, but it was obvious he'd been taking his time. Now, with her body completely under his control, he was determined to cum.

His aura grew more excited, twitching and pulsing as he slowly lost control of himself. His movements were erratic, his breathing labored, and he began whispering into Amara's ear. "You're my fucking slut, you know that? I'm going to cum deep in your fucking pussy, and there's nothing you can do about it."

Amara moaned in agreement, eager to pull everything she could from the teacher. She wanted his cum, and she wanted to continue feeding so she could keep pushing her limits. Another orgasm stirred inside of her, spurred on by the feeling of being pinned against a desk. When it finally arrived, her entire body twitched once more, and she could feel her pussy tightening around Mr. Luxnor's cock. His movements continued to pick up speed, no doubt spurred on by her orgasm, and soon enough he got what he wanted.

His thick cock began to twitch, filling Amara with cum as he buried his entire shaft inside of her. His aura, which had already been impressively strong this entire time, swelled even more as she kept pulling energy from it. She had a good sense of her usual limits, and had previously tried to keep herself in check, but this time she ignored all of them. She pulled as much energy as she could from the teacher, and a familiar feeling began to creep into her body. Her senses started to expand, a connection forming with the world around her as her own orgasm continued running circuits through her body.

Soon enough, Mr. Luxnor's orgasm ended, and she regretted how short male orgasms tended to be. Her own ended soon after, and she became aware of how heavily the teacher was panting behind her. He released his grip on her hair, pulled his cock out of her, and took a step back. He sighed heavily before moving to rummage through a drawer, but Amara was much more focused on herself.

There was something different about the office, but she couldn't figure out what. It was like the colors had been adjusted, and strange vibrations occasionally traveled through the air, almost resembling heat waves. Previously, when she'd felt her senses expand like this, they'd reverted shortly after she stopped feeding, but that hadn't happened this time. She was about to look back at the professor, to see what he was doing, when she realized that her eyes were flaring. She closed them tight, urging them to dim, and sighed in relief when they did as she asked.

"Here, you'll need this, Kylie." Professor Luxnor said. Amara saw a small hand towel land on the desk next to her, and she jumped at the chance to clean herself up. As she pushed off the desk, the teacher continued talking. "So, what was this about? We normally only meet once a week."

Smiling, Amara tried to put on her best impersonation of her classmate. "Oh, I was just in the mood, and I thought you'd enjoy it. Don't go thinking this is a new weekly meetup!"

"That's probably for the best. I don't think anyone's noticed, but we can never be too safe." The teacher checked the clock as he started dressing himself, "And speaking of safe, you might want to get going. The hallways are going to be pretty crowded in another ten minutes or so."

It barely took any time for Amara to get dressed again, which was certainly a benefit of wearing so little. So threw her jacket over her schoolgirl costume, and her purse over that, then moved to the door. "Thanks for the lesson, professor!"

She watched Mr. Luxnor fall back into his chair, smirking at her, then took her leave. She moved quickly, decided it would be best to get back home as soon as she could. As she headed for the exit, however, she felt her eyes flare up again. The feeling from back in the office returned, and she had to grab a nearby railing to steady herself as the strange sensations returned.

Once more, the colors around her seemed to shift slightly, like someone was messing with the saturation filter. The air above her occasionally shimmered, the strange vibrations moving incredibly fast. Nervous about being seen, and not entirely sure what she looked like, she pulled out her phone again to check her appearance.

She was still Kylie, and while her makeup had definitely seen better days, she was much more worried about her eyes. Her bright green irises were practically on fire, thrumming with energy as they tried to show Amara parts of the world she couldn't yet understand. After grabbing a tissue from her bag, and using it to clean herself up, she tucked it back in her purse. Her hand brushed against the camera inside, and she realized it was still recording, so she quickly turned it off before leaving the building.

Outside, the campus was illuminated by the soft glow of sunlight filtering through a blanket of clouds. She headed straight for her apartment, eager to change out of her costume, when she noticed another strange shimmer in the air in front of her. It seemed to connect with the phone in her hand, and before she had time to guess what was happening, her phone vibrated. She'd just gotten a text from Nick.

She barely even registered what he'd said, something about asking if her grades were slipping, and she was much more interested in testing her theory. She typed up a quick response, made sure her eyes were still engaged, and clicked send. Sure enough, as soon as she did, another strange vibration traveled through the air, this time originating from her phone.