Stanley sighed as he pumped the brakes, once gain coming to a complete stop only moments after hitting the acceleration. He knew traffic around campus could get crazy sometimes, particularly on weekends with everyone coming and going, but he hadn't expected it to be this bad before they even made it to campus!

Spring Break had come and gone, and now Stanley was officially back in school, albeit in a different capacity. After several emails and far too many hours spent on the phone, Stanley had managed to finagle his way into online classes, at least for the remainder of the semester. Not only did he despise the idea of driving the hour-long commute back and forth from campus to his uncle's place (his place, kept reminding himself), but working from home meant he could have a much more flexible schedule and potentially help him find a part-time job in the area.

The fact that it meant Stanley could stay home all day with Lilly was merely a side benefit, or so he told himself.

So, then, if Stanley was now an online student and taking his classes from home, why was he stuck in the middle of a traffic jam on his way to campus on a Friday night?

"Because you gotta come back and hang with us, obviously," he had been told a few nights ago. Stanley had just finished catching up on some schoolwork when he received a call from someone he hadn't spoken to since his uncle died. With a smile on his face, he answered it.

"Hey, dude, what's up?" Stanley said as he put his cell phone to his ear. Lilly looked up from the book she had been reading on the other side of the couch, having not even heard her master's phone ring.

"Only that we haven't heard from you in like eighty thousand years, dude!" came the reply on the other end of the phone as Stanley's friend Derek practically screamed at him from all the way across the county. "Stan, my man, where you been? You still at your uncle's place? We been worried sick over here, man! Well, Howard and Hannah have been, I know you're fine, but do they ever believe me? Fuck, no."

"It's good to hear from you, too, Derek," Stanley said with a chuckle, causing Lilly to smile and scoot over a little closer now that she was sure it was a friend on the other end of the phone.

While Stanley had never been particularly outgoing, even he had friends, specifically three rather good ones he had made on campus his freshman year: Derek, Howard, and Hannah, the latter two of whom were siblings. The three of them lived together in a small place just outside of campus they had rented since sophomore year, with Stanley being the odd man out only because he had a waiver to stay in the dorms for free. That being said, he had still spent most afternoons and evenings of his college career hanging out with the three of them at their place, and had even spent the night there several times.

While it was true that Stanley had told Derek, Howard, and Hannah about his uncle's death and his subsequent move into the house he had inherited, it was also true that he had kept little contact with them since then. Between discovering his uncle had been an actual sorcerer, forming a pact with a succubus, fixing up the estate, and getting his classes in order, he simply hadn't found the time to reach out to his friends and update them. And, good friends that they were, they missed him.

"Come on, dude. You, us, Friday night, the old crib," Derek had told him over the phone, inviting him to spent the night with them and get up to their old shenanigans. "Normally, we would all invite ourselves over to your swinging new bachelor pad, but the car broke down and god knows when that fucking thing is gonna be fixed."

"Also, you don't know where I live now."

"Also, we don't know where you live now."

"It would be nice to see you guys again," Stanley said out loud, looking over at Lilly as though asking for her input. The succubus simply smiled and nodded. "Oh, hey, you guys mind if I bring my new girlfriend?"

"Wait, you got a girlfriend, now?" Derek had asked, as though in disbelief. "When the fuck did that happen?"

"Kinda recently. Can she come?"

"Sure, bring the gal pal, we'll make a thing of it," Derek had told him. "And bring any whacky drinks your eccentric uncle might have stored away, because we are dry as a damn bone around here. Oh, and money, bring money. Lots of money. Could always use more money."

"I will bring the girl and the drink," Stanley had informed him, "and nothing more."

"It was worth a shot."

And that was why Stanley was driving into campus on a Friday evening with Lilly in the passenger seat and a few bottles of what he hoped to be alcohol stashed in the back. As much as he hated being stuck in traffic, Stanley had to admit it was much better with Lilly there to keep him company, and he often had to fight to make sure his eyes were on the road and not on her.

Considering the social nature of their gathering, Lilly had (thankfully) decided to wear clothes, and Stanley very much liked what she was wearing. The two had made further excursions into town during and immediately after Spring Break – with Lilly referring to all of them as dates – and during the latest, she had taken the opportunity to purchase some new clothes specifically for herself. She had subsequently hidden them from Stanley, however, claiming he would not get to see them until she wore them.

"Be patient, master!" she had told him as he had playfully tried to grab the bags of clothes out of her hands. "I thought you preferred me without clothes anyway?"

"I do," he had answered honestly. "But something tells me I would enjoy undressing you myself from time to time, too."

As such, their drive to campus was the first time Stanley had ever seen Lilly in her particular get-up, and he had to admit he liked what he saw: a tight black shirt that accentuated her chest, a pink miniskirt that didn't even make it to her knees, and a pair of brand new sneakers. If they hadn't already been running late by the time they left the house that evening, it was entirely possible that Stanley might have ruined Lilly's outfit before they had even reached the car.

"Does it usually take this long, master?" Lilly asked as they continued to draw closer and closer to campus, still in the middle of the traffic jam and getting nowhere fast.

"No, there must be congestion," Stanley told her, getting a little grumpy, not at Lilly, but at the situation. "And remember what we talked about – so long as we're out and about, I'm not your master. I'm just Stanley."

"Yes, master, I remember," Lilly said playfully, sticking her tongue at him when he rolled his eyes at her. "I can only refer to you as my master when it is just the two of us. But you must know you will always be my master in my eyes."

"Yeah, well, tonight I'm just your boyfriend Stanley," the young man reaffirmed as he managed to drive up another ten feet or so before crawling to yet another stop. "I mean, I already am, but…you know what I mean."

"I like being your girlfriend," Lilly told him, smiling as she said it. "It makes me feel…special."

"It should," Stanley said, smiling over at her softly, "because you're special to me."

Lilly blushed. "Speaking of, master…would it be alright if I fed? I am eager to meet your friends, and I feel it may help my nerves. It may help yours, as well."

Stanley blinked. "What…right now? We're already running late, Lilly, we really don't have time to pull over."

"You do not need to pull over, master," Lilly told him matter-of-factly as she unbuckled her seatbelt and then reached over into Stanley's lap in order to begin undoing his pants. "I have always wanted to try this."

A few moments later, Stanley was finding it even harder to focus on the road ahead as Lilly was busily stroking him to a full erection, having freed his cock from his pants and boxers. She had her hand wrapped around his member and was stroking up and down expertly, centuries of practice ensuring that she knew exactly how to get her master hard as quickly as possible.

"Lilly, I really don't think we should be doing this," Stanley said softly as he swallowed hard, already feeling himself throbbing in Lilly's hands. It was difficult enough for him to focus on the road with the bumper-to-bumper traffic; there was no way Lilly's actions were going to make it any easier!

"It's okay, master," Lilly told him gently, smiling as she licked her lips and prepared to dive, instinctively sensing he was as hard as he would get. "Just focus on the road and allow me to ease your burden."

Scooting over and leaning down to try to make sure she couldn't be seen by any of the surrounding cars, Lilly quickly wrapped her lips around Stanley's throbbing pick and immediately sucking his dick. Above her, Stanley gasped and tightened his grip on the wheel as the succubus began bobbing her head up and down in his lap, humming gently to herself as she took the entirety of his cock in her mouth from the very beginning. If there was one thing the young man had learned about Lilly after all this time, it was that she clearly had no gag reflex whatsoever.

Blushing both from arousal and from public embarrassment, Stanley looked around anxiously, as though certain someone was watching what was going on. He did his best to keep his eyes on the road and his hands on the wheel, simply allowing Lilly to do what she wanted to him.

Steady on, he told himself, eyebrow twitching as he fought the urge to thrust up into the girl's mouth and begin fucking her face. Steady on, Stanley…

"Mmmm," Lilly moaned gently and happily as she sucked her master's cock, running her tongue up and down his swollen member as she coated his shaft in her saliva. She used one hand to hold the base of Stanley's cock as she bobbed her head up and down, up and down, up and down, more to keep him steady than anything else. "Mmmmm…"

As much as she craved Stanley's cum, it was true that any and all sexual activity provided her nourishment, and even merely having her master's cock in her mouth was enough to feed her at last a little. She loved the taste and texture of her master, loved the sensation of feeling a cock anywhere inside of her, and loved knowing that her own actions were responsible for the pleasure of one she cared for so deeply. That said, Lilly still very much had a goal in mind, and that goal involved drinking Stanley's cum after he ejaculated as much as he could into her warm and welcoming mouth.

Above her, Stanley was still doing his level best to focus on the cars in front of him as his succubus seemingly tried to swallow him whole. It took everything in him now to threw his head back and groan in pleasure, his knuckles already turning wide as he tightened his grip on the steering wheel. Though no one seemed to be suspicious of him – indeed, no one seemed to be paying any attention to him whatsoever – there was a voice in the back of his mind screaming that someone had to notice the beautiful girl leaning over in his lap and sucking his dick with all the passion of a dehydrated person dying in the desert.

"Fuck, Lilly…" he groaned as he felt himself instinctively begin to thrust up into the girl's mouth now and then, trying to do so in time with how she bobbed her head and back forth. The sensation of Lilly's mouth wrapped around his cock was driving him over the edge, and she seemed to take more and more of his length inside of her with every suck.

Lilly, for her part, simply continued to bob her head loving up and down, taking the entirety of her master's meat each time before pulling back until only the head remained inside her mouth. She licked up and down, back and forth, covering his cock in her saliva and moaning happily as she did so. If there was anything in the universe more delicious than a hard cock stuffing her mouth and pressing down her throat, the succubus certainly didn't know what it was.

The only thing that convinced Lilly to stop sucking Stanley's cock, even for a second, was the way his entire body suddenly froze and his breath hitched all of a sudden. At first, the succubus was afraid he might have forgotten to focus on the road, and felt her body tense up as she prepared to defend her master from a coming accident. As it turned out, that was not the case.

"Master?" she asked softly, looking up at him as she pulled his cock out of her mouth for the first time since she began. "What's wrong?"

"Someone is watching us," Stanley said, his voice strangely stilted and his eyes straight ahead as he tried to ignore the fact that the driver in the pickup truck directly to their left was clearly staring at them, his own eyes widening as he saw what appeared to be a young man received a remarkably passionate blowjob from the sweet young thing sitting next to him.

"Are we in danger?" Lilly asked, still prepared to leap to her master's defense at the drop of a hat. She neglected to stop stroking him up and down, however, still jacking him off at a steady pace to be sure she didn't lose her place.

"Um, no, I don't think so," Stanley answered after a few moments as he stealthily looked back and forth between the road ahead and the driver of the pickup truck next to them. "Actually, he, uh…just gave me a thumb's up. I think we're in the clear."

Humans are so unpredictable, Lilly thought to herself with a smile as she opened wide and proceeded to once again take the entirety of her master's cock into her mouth.

The rest of the experience went much smoother after that, and it wasn't long before Lilly felt Stanley once again beginning to thrust up into her mouth, driving his length further and further into her mouth and deeper and deeper down her throat. The succubus merely continued to moan happily as she deepthroated her master, replying on the muscles of her jaw and throat to please the young man and elicit from him the juices she needed to survive. She could really tell when he was close to finishing when he placed a single hand on the back of her head and began pumping up into her mouth almost violently, his breath coming fast and hard.

"Lilly…" he groaned, twitching a little as he tried to both drive his car and drive his cock down the girl's throat.

A moment later, Lilly mewled in pleasure as she felt her master cum in her mouth, blasting rope after rope of hot seed inside of her. She shuddered as she felt it coat her tongue and slide down her throat, and she responded by immediately drinking every drop of the fluid he provided her. Even after he finished unloading in her mouth, she licked up and down the length of his cock and sucked lovingly on his head, as if to ensure she didn't miss a single drop.

When Lilly finally pulled her master's cock out of her mouth and reverentially tucked it back into his boxers and pants, Stanley was still blushing red and breathing hard in the driver's seat. Though she felt full and content, like a cat who had just found the perfect sunbeam, she worried that perhaps she had pushed her master just a little bit too far.

"Master, was that okay?" she asked after a moment, busily buckling herself back into the passenger street and straightening her outfit.

"That…was fucking amazing," Stanley finally answered, causing the succubus to break out in a grin. "Looks like traffic is clearing up, too. You're a miracle worker, Lilly."

But the succubus merely shrugged. "I live to serve, master."

Stanley proved to be correct, as the traffic began clearing up shortly after he began catching his breath again, and it wasn't long before they were finally approaching campus. As excited as the young man was to see his friends, he was likewise nervous, hoping they would approve of Lilly. Deep down, however, he knew he had no need to fear; Lilly had never been anything but unfailingly polite and cheerful in public, and he didn't think there was a bad bone in her body.

Besides, compared to his last girlfriend, his friends would probably be overjoyed simply to discover she wasn't a serial killer, Stanley thought as they began their final approach.

Finally, after a long drive, Stanley let out a sigh of relief as he pulled onto the street his friends lived on. He passed by two, three, four small houses…and then, there it was, the place he had spent so many afternoons and evenings of his college career, just as he had left it, albeit without the usual jalopy parked in front of it.

"Here we are," Stanley announced as he pulled up to the building and then parallel parked right in front of it. "You ready to meet everyone?"

Lilly nodded. "Oh! Don't forget the drinks, master."

"Right, right," Stanley muttered as he got out of the car and opened up the door to the backseat. Three tall bottles of liquor from his uncle's cellar sat in a small cardboard crate. "Mustn't forget the libations. We're sure none of this is, like, magic potion, or anything, right?"

"I am at least ninety percent positive," Lilly reassured him with a smile he wasn't sure he fully trusted. "To the best of my knowledge, the only enchanted liquor Master Devin kept was in a specifically labeled golden bottle. I've not seen it in some time, however, so he may have finished it before he passed."

"Good enough for me," Stanley said with a shrug as he lifted the crate out of the car and began leading the way up to his friends' small home. "I never have more than a single glass of anything anyway…"

The two of them didn't even make it to the front door before it was already swinging open and Stanley's friend Derek welcomed them dramatically with open arms.

"Welcome, honored guests!" he bellowed loudly, adopting an accent that no being in either the mortal or infernal realms would ever be able to place. Of stocky build and Korean descent, Derek was in desperate need of a haircut, and appeared to have forgotten to shave in a week or two as well. He wore a simple pair of cargo shorts and a green T-shirt bearing a logo which had long since faded past the point of recognition. "Before I allow you passage into our fair abode, I must first ask but one small tithe of you both…do you have the drinks?"

"We have the drinks," Stanley answered, rolling his eyes as Lilly giggled next to him, already amused. He lifted the small crate of bottles, as though to illustrate.

"Then what the fuck are you waiting for, dude? Come on in!" Derek said, smiling broadly and ushering both of them in. His eyes widened a little upon taking his first look upon Lilly, however, and his smile only widened from there. "Ah! And you must be the poor girl Stanley has somehow corralled into dating him. Tell me, is it blackmail, is that it? Is he blackmailing you? I'll bet it's blackmail, I've been saying it for years…"

"Stanley is not blackmailing me," Lilly assured him, blushing a little as she shook his hand. "I promise I am here of my own free will. You may call me Lilly."

"And you may call me Terror Talon the Great, Slayer of Demons and Breaker of Hearts," Derek told her, causing Stanley to groan loudly and roll his eyes behind him. "That's not my name, of course, but feel free to call me that. Now, come in, come in, meet the rest of the gang!"

With that, Derek led the way into the house and Stanley and Lilly followed, the former already knowing his way around but holding back for Lilly's sake.

"Sorry about him," he said softly, nodding to Derek as they closed the door behind them. "He's…weird. Born that way, we think."

Lilly shrugged. "He's funny. I like him."

"Howard! Hannah! They're here, my sweets!" Derek shouted into the house as he led the two of them into the living room, separated from the kitchen only by a long countertop. He paused for a moment before rolling his eyes and then shouting again. "Hey, fuckers, get your asses down here, we got guests! Christ, can you believe them? So rude."

"Damn it, Derek, I'm coming!" came a feminine voice from upstairs, and all three of them turned to watch as Hannah descended from above.

Hannah was a young black woman, slender, with glasses and long braided hair that fell almost halfway down her back. She wore jeans and a white top that, unlike Derek's shirt, actually looked brand new. The young woman smiled upon seeing Stanley and Lilly, and immediately made her way over to them upon reaching the bottom of the stairs.

"Stanley, I've missed you!" Hannah exclaimed as she hugged her friend just a little too tightly, causing him to grunt a little bit. "We were worried about you, you jerk! You forget how to send a text, or something?"

"Sorry, just got…caught up," Stanley said apologetically. Despite how busy he had actually been, he really had no excuse not to have at least reached out.

"And you must be Lilly!" Hannah said excitedly, smiling widely as she turned to the lithe Indian girl standing next to her friend. She embraced her with a hug as well, and Lilly smiled as she returned it. "I'm Hannah. It's so good to meet you."

"Oh! You, too," Lilly replied, a little surprised by the black girl's hug but not displeased. "I like your hair. Are those Eembuvi braids?"

Hannah blinked, likewise surprised but likewise most certainly not displeased. "Why…yes. My brother and I are Namibian. We've never been to visit, unfortunately – born and raised here – but I've been trying to get back to my roots. Have you been?"

"A long time ago," Lilly told her with a gleam in her eye, one that made Stanley smile as he noticed it. The two of them had gone over some of the back-story she was allowed to share with the group, and it always amazed Stanley how smoothly she slipped into her role. "I'm from Calicut originally, but my family traveled quite a bit when I was younger."

"Oh, I can already tell I'm going to like you," Hannah said, her smile only growing wider the more she spoke to her. "Stanley, she gets my seal of approval. Huge step up from the last girl you tricked into dating you."

"A cockroach would be a step up from her," Derek muttered as he took the crate of liquor out of Stanley's hands.

"Why does everyone assume I'm tricking girls into dating me?" Stanley asked out loud, looking back and forth between his friends as Lilly laughed. "You guys suck."

"Where's Howard?" Hannah asked upon noticing her brother was missing.

As though to answer her question, the front door to the house slammed wide open, and a very disheveled young man burst into the foyer. Like his sister, Howard was black, slender, and wore glasses. Unlike his sister, his head was shaved and he was clearly less organized, as evidenced by the fact his shoes and the bottom of his pants were covered in mud, his jacket was already slipping off his shoulders, and he appeared to be carrying two rather large computer monitors.

"I know, I know, I'm late, I'm late," Howard said quickly as he tried to put down the monitors, take off his jacket, and kick off his shoes all at the same time with rather lackluster results. He had yet to even turn around to face the rest of the group, instead still explaining himself loudly while hopping around frantically. "But I was passing by BestBuy and I saw these monitors just sitting out there, practically good as new – I can repair the screens, I promise, I know I got the parts somewhere. But then I missed the damn bus and I had to run through campus, and it just rained so it's all muddy. So just give me a few minutes to change and I promise I'll be down by the time Stanley and his girlfriend get here, and…they're already here. Great."

Howard hadn't turned around until the very end of his monologue, just in time to watch as his sister put her head in her hands and Derek and Stanley both began to laugh at him, having just barely kept it in until he was finished. Lilly simply smiled and waved.

"Damn, guys, I'm sorry," Howard apologized as he finally managed to sort himself off out. Monitors were on the ground, shoes were off, and jacket was removed. "You haven't been waiting long, have you?"

"Just got here," Stanley told him. "It's good to see you, man. Howard, this is my girlfriend Lilly. Lilly, Howard."

"Pleased to meet you," Lilly greeted him, taking a step forward and extending her hand.

"You, too," Howard said with an apologetic smile, still a little out of breath as he wiped his hand on his shirt and then shook Lilly's. He looked up at Derek afterwards, nodding to the girl knowingly. "Blackmail?"

"Of course it's fucking blackmail," Derek confirmed.

"Seriously, fuck all of you."

The five of them settled into the living room once Howard returned from changing, slipping into a much less muddy pair of jeans and putting on a polo shirt so he at least looked better than Derek. Though he had clearly missed his friends over the course of the last few weeks, it hadn't really hit Stanley just how much he had missed them until he was spending time with them again. Suddenly, the weeks felt like months and it felt like he had been away forever. He almost felt like a stranger among them at first, even with Lilly there, but it wasn't long before they settled back into old routine and comfortable conversation, and soon enough the whole thing just started to feel natural, almost as though Stanley had never left to begin with.

The fact that Lilly was there and meeting them all for the first time drastically helped, as it gave Stanley quite a bit to talk about. He and Lilly explained, alternately, how she had used to help his Uncle Devin with his research in an unofficial capacity until he became too ill to work. They had run into each other the first day Stanley had gone to check out the house, they said, and hit it off right away, particularly since Lilly knew the place better than its brand new owner. One thing led to another and now they were an item, as easily demonstrated by how often the two were sitting next to each, holding hands, or even poking fun at one another.

The fact that everyone seemed to love Lilly helped a great deal.

"I'm happy for you, dude," Derek told Stanley later as the three of them were breaking out the drinks in the kitchen. Lilly and Hannah were still in the living room and engaged in what sounded like a very animated discussion about cultural geography. "Also surprised. And remarkably jealous. And maybe a little angry? Yeah, there's some anger in there. Look, there's a lot of emotions at play, but happiness is definitely one of them."

"Thanks…I think."

"She's one hell of a catch, man," Howard assured him. "Smart. Funny. Cute as hell, too."

"Screw that, she's fucking adorable," Derek corrected him, still looking back into the living room as though he couldn't believe someone as beautiful as Lilly had really arrived with Stanley. "Seriously, dude, I love you, like a lot, like totally homo, but goddamn is she out of your league. And I'm talking real leagues, here, man, like forty-thousand of them. She's like fucking Major League Baseball and you're, like, I dunno, some near-sighted kid trying to play waffle ball while chained up in the neighbor's basement."

"What the hell kind of baseball did you play as a kid?" Howard asked him, staring at his friend with a mixture of confusion and revulsion. "There are so many things wrong with what you just said, I don't even know where to start, man…"

"But you get my point," Derek pointed out.

"I do get your point."

"Look, I get it, she's too good for me," Stanley said, shaking his head and actually allowing himself to smile a little. "But we've both had some pretty messed up relationships, me and her. We've both been hurt. But we rely on each other, you know? We trust each other. Give and take. She's honestly the nicest, most interesting, most genuine girl I've ever met. And she seems to think the same of me."

Howard nodded, taking a look back at Lilly as she and Hannah laughed in the living room. "Hard to believe anyone would hurt her. She's seems like such a sweet girl."

"And a demon in the sack," Stanley added with a smirk as he chose one of the bottles of liquor at random.

"I fucking knew it," Derek exclaimed, slamming his fist down on the table. He frowned, then, sniffing the air. "Yo, what's that smell?"

The smell was that of the liquor Stanley had selected, which released a remarkably sweet and delectable scent the moment it was opened. Indeed, the scene was so sweet that it was almost overwhelming, and Stanley had to blink rapidly and shake his head a little as he felt it immediately begin to cloud his mind. Whatever it was, it was strong.

"You guys have to try this," he said, passing it over to Derek and then watching as his friend likewise took a whiff. "Any idea what it is?"

"I dunno, man, but it smells sweet as hell, and I'm getting drunk just smelling it," Derek told him, likewise shaking his head a little to clear away the fog making its way into his mind. "Where the hell did you find this stuff, Stanley?"

"Uncle's basement," Stanley answered as Derek passed the bottle over to Howard, who also smelled it and immediately pulled back. "Well…my basement, I guess. You know what I mean."

"Screw it, we're drinking this," Derek decided as he took the bottle out of Howard's hands and immediately began getting out the glasses.

"You really think that's a good idea?" Howard asked, frowning a little as he watched his friend begin to pour out a glass for each of them. "You don't even know what it is."

"It's good shit is what it is, my friend," Derek argued, shoving the first glass into Howard's hands and then the second into Stanley's. "Now, loosen up, both of you. You will take this, you will drink it, and you will like it."

Grabbing his own glass and then taking the rest of the bottle with him, Derek then marched into the living room, leaving the rest of the drinks on the counter.

"Bar's open, ladies! Drink up!"

And maybe it was the liquor, or maybe it was hanging out with his friends again, or maybe it was simply Lilly holding his hand and nuzzling into his shoulder the whole evening, but Stanley did eventually feel himself begin to loosen up. It had been too long since he just had a chance to sit back and shoot the shit with his friends, and he was so thrilled that they seemed to getting along so well with Lilly that everything else just seemed to fade away.

"You good?" he asked Lilly as Derek went on one of his longwinded rants about how the dean was most likely using their tuition money, Howard and Hannah both cracking up as he did so.

Lilly nodded, smiling at him as she took another drink. "I am. I like your friends. And I like spending time with you. This is fun."

"Yeah," Stanley confirmed, turning back to his friends and watching the three of them fondly before taking another sip of his own drink. "It is pretty fun, isn't it?"

The fact Lilly only nuzzled closer to him after that certainly didn't hurt.

Eventually, the drink began to take effect, and it wasn't long before all five of them were acting a little tipsy; nothing too out of control, just a lot of laughing and perhaps a decrease in certain inhibitions, but enough that Stanley was glad he and Lilly had already agreed to crash there for the night rather than drive home. Stanley in particular was not much of a heavy drinker, and actually surprised himself with how much of the liquor he drank; it went down surprisingly smooth, and was indeed remarkably sweet. Lilly, too, eventually finished her glass, although she only seemed to become more giggly than usual as a result.

Finally, the bottle was empty, and it seemed like everyone was beginning to feel its full effects. The amount they drank didn't even seem to matter much; all it took was a single sip for them to begin to feel light-headed and clouded, as though the liquor was washing away all their worries and concerns and inhibitions, leaving behind nothing but calming bliss and a sense of openness and relaxation.

Not for the first time, Stanley was concerned that, despite everything, he may have selected an enchanted beverage by mistake.

"You okay, Lilly?" Stanley asked his girlfriend, noticing the succubus seemed a little agitated, as though she had a lot of pent-up energy she needed to release.

"I think so," she answered, frowning a little and biting her lip. "It's odd, but…I feel very hungry all of a sudden, master."

"Holy shit, did she just call you 'master?'" Derek said, a goofy smile crossing his face.

"That's hot," Hannah added before laughing a little, quickly covering her mouth.

"You know, I'm actually feeling kinda hot," Howard admitted, temporarily taking off his glasses so he could rub his eyes, as though doing so might clear his head. "Like, really hot. Like, not in a bad way, but…hot, you know? Anyone else feel hot?"

"I'm hot and horny," Derek announced as he took off his shirt and tossed it backwards somewhere into the kitchen.

"Fuck, me, too," Hannah groaned, surprising Stanley a little with how openly she admitted it. He was further surprised when he saw the black girl take off her blouse, leaving her only in a white bra. "I thought I was the only one. There was something in that drink, guys."

"Sis…what the hell are you doing?" Howard asked as he watched his sister take off her top.

"It's fucking hot, Howard," Hannah explained, glaring at her brother. "Besides, Derek took his shirt off. Fair is fair."

Before anyone else could question her response or reply to it, Stanley looked over as Lilly likewise began taking her shirt off just as Hannah and Derek had done. The only thing that made it more alarming is that she didn't stop with just her shirt as Hannah had, but also pulled her bra off, exposing her small but perky breasts to everyone in the room. Derek and Howard locked onto them immediately, their eyes widening as they enjoyed the view.

"Uh…Lilly?" Stanley questioned, his eyes wide and his cheeks turning red.

"I'm hot," Lilly told him, as though it was the simplest thing in the world.

"Yeah, no, I get it," Stanley said, trying to explain himself without being distracted by her beautiful breasts. While he knew the succubus had no compunctions about being naked, even around other people, he was still a little concerned about how the rest of his friends might react. "I just really don't think you should – "

"Silence, blasphemer!" Derek suddenly interrupted him, bellowing so loudly it made everyone else in the room jump back a little. "Don't you dare soil Lilly's remarkable act of courage with your words of discouragement! What we are witnessing here is a true act of gender expression, a rebellion against the corrupt rule of the patriarchy, and, frankly, it's a beautiful thing."

"You just want to see my girlfriend's tits," Stanley clarified.

"I absolutely want to see your girlfriend's tits."

"Fuck it, if she's doing it, then so am I," Hannah announced, smiling bravely as she reached around and then undid her own bra, allowing it to fall away and reveal her supple black breasts.

Stanley and Derek immediately took the opportunity eye their friend's breasts for the very first time, their hormonal urges overriding any potential sense of decency. Even Lilly appreciated the view, sensing the sexual energy in the air and getting more excited even as the liquor dulled her other senses. Only Howard seemed unimpressed, understandably less than overwhelmed about seeing his twin sister's tits, but the fact that Lilly was also topless helped quite a bit.

Stanley was only pulled away from the sight of Hannah's black breasts by Lilly tugging on his own shirt, as if demanding he take it off, as well. A moment later, he did just that, leaving himself shirtless and eliciting a smile from Lilly as she nuzzled into his bare chest. She took it a step further when she ran her hand down her master's chest and then reached into his pants to take hold of his cock.

"Holy shit," Howard said softly, blinking wildly as he watched the lithe Indian girl begin to stroke Stanley's cock in his pants. He appeared dazed, light-headed, as though not sure if he was dreaming or not. "Is this…is this really happening?"

"Fuck, yeah, it's happening," Derek proclaimed as he stood up and then dropped both his shorts and boxers to the floor below in one almost-frightening smooth movement, as though he had been practicing. He stood there with his cock standing lewdly from between his legs, as though offering a challenge.

It was a challenge that was about to be accepted.

"Master…?" Lilly whispered softly, her hand tightening on Stanley's cock as she stared unblinking at Derek's, as though overwhelmed by the sight. "Is it okay if…? I mean, can I…?"

"Do it," Stanley whispered back, reaching up and squeezing one of her perky breasts, causing her to whimper a little. "I think it would actually be pretty hot to watch you get fucked for once…"

Lilly smiled and then leaned up to give her master a light kiss on the lips before pulling her hand out of his pants and then standing up. As Stanley watched with a smile, Lilly walked across the living room to where Derek stood, cock ready and at attention, and then got down on her knees in front of the young man and took him into her mouth.

"Fuuuck," Derek groaned as he felt Lilly's lips wrap around his swollen cock, his own eyes wide, as though he hadn't actually expected anyone to take him up on the offer. He looked up at Stanley quickly, even as he felt the girl begin to suck. "Dude…you cool with this?"

"Her body, her choice," Stanley said with a smile.

"Goddamn gender equality for the fucking win, my man."

After that, clothes began to come off with much more speed. Stanley pulled his own pants and boxers off, revealing his cock was already long and hard thanks to Lilly's ministrations earlier. Hannah and Howard soon followed suit, both of them watching with mounting pleasure as Lilly lovingly sucked Derek's dick, her own eyes closing as she bobbed her head back and forth gently, as though still testing the waters. Hannah finished undressing before her brother, already being topless, but it wasn't long before all five of them were entirely naked, save for Lilly, who still wore her pink miniskirt as she busily deepthroated Derek.

Stanley was torn away from the sight of his girlfriend – his succubus – pleasuring his friend as Hannah crawled over to him. His eyes widened as he watched the black girl smile and then settle in between his legs, her hand quickly wrapping around his already-swollen shaft.

"Been wanting to do this for a long time," Hannah said as she began jacking Stanley off, stroking up and down his length as she smiled up at him, light gleaming off her glasses.

"Wait…really?"

The only reason Hannah didn't answer was because she soon opened her mouth and then wrapped her lips around Stanley's cock in much the same was as Lilly had around Derek's only a couple minutes earlier. Stanley groaned and cursed a little as he felt his dick being sucked for the second time that evening, this time by his friend of two years or so, and right in front of her brother.

Speaking of Howard, he had decided to join Derek and Lilly, pulling down Lilly's skirt and panties and then fingering her from behind. The girl wriggled her hips as she felt the young man black push his digits into her cunt, moaning happily around the cock in her mouth as she continued to blow Derek with increasing speed and urgency. Howard only continued to finger her harder and faster from behind, as though sensing this, his free gently pumping one of the girl's soft breasts.

Meanwhile, Stanley was unable to watch, as he had closed his eyes and thrown his head back. Hannah licked up and down the length of his cock, as though covering him in her saliva, using a hand to stroke up and down the entire shaft. Content he was as lubed up as he could be, she took him into her mouth again, pushing herself down further and further in a desperate attempt to take as much of her friend's cock in her mouth as she could. She bobbed her head up and down, moaning gently as she lovingly sucked Stanley's dick.

She was no Lilly, that was for certain, but that didn't mean Stanley didn't enjoy every second of it.

"I need you inside me," Lilly said on the other side of the living room, pulling Derek's cock out of her mouth for the first time since she began and looking up at him. Her breath was coming fast and hot, her hips bucking as she felt Howard move his digits in her cunt. "Both of you. Please. I need it. Please…!"

"Hey, I never say no to a lady," Derek declared. "Come on, Howard, let's give the girl what she wants."

"Happy to oblige," Howard said as he stroked his hard, black cock, the largest in the room. If he was at all concerned by the fact that Stanley was currently fucking his sister's mouth only a few feet away, he made no sign of it, clearly being too enraptured by his own blessing.

As though suddenly consumed by lust by the sight of Howard's thick, black cock, Lilly turned to him first and immediately wrapped her own hands around it, stroking up and down wildly as she prepared to feel it inside of her. Howard soon laid down on the carpeted floor and then pulled the girl on top of him, his intent clear. Already watering at the mouth and hungrier than she could ever remember being, Lilly didn't need to be told what to do, but simply climbed onto the young black man's hips before placing the tip of his throbbing cock at her sopping wet entrance.

"Ohhhh!" Lilly moaned loudly as she felt Howard's hands on her lithe hips, slowly lowering her onto his fat cock. She gasped and whimpered as she felt inch after inch of the young man's prick push deeper and deeper inside of her, certainly the largest she had ever taken while in this particular form.

Soon enough, the Indian girl with the wavy black hair was carefully riding Howard's thick, black cock, lifting herself up and down on top of him as she strove to bury him as deep inside of her as she could possibly manage without changing shape. Maybe it was the situation they were in, or maybe it was the effects of the liquor, but every sensation felt magnified to the succubus, and it was all she could do to keep from screaming and hollering in pleasure. Her pace increased as she bounced up and down in Howard's lap, riding his cock like a woman possessed, her perky breasts likewise bouncing wonderfully.

"Holt shit…" Howard groaned as he watched the young woman ride him up and down, her entire body shuddering in pleasure as she did so. Her cunt felt like a vice grip around his cock, squeezing him tighter and tighter, and he had to hold himself back not from cumming in her right then and there.

Finally content she could fit at least the majority of Howard's cock inside of her, Lilly wriggled her hips a little bit as she leaned down and placed her hands on either side of the young black man. Then, still panting a little and already overwhelmed, she turned and looked at Derek, who had been watching as she rode Howard with mounting interest.

"Derek…" she said softly, her big ways looking up at him over her shoulder as she lay on top of Howard, his cock buried in her pussy.

"Uh, yeah?" Derek asked, busily stroking his cock up and down.

"Fuck my ass…" Lilly told him, wriggling her hindquarters as though to demonstrate. Her voice was heavy with need and inebriation. "Please. I need it. I need your cock in my ass…"

Derek blinked. "Well, I mean, if you insist…"

Meanwhile, Stanley was likewise lost in pleasure as Hannah finally pulled his cock out of her mouth and then climbed into his lap, pushing him back so he was leaning into the couch he was already sitting on. Swaying her hips seductively and smiling in anticipation, the black girl straddled Stanley, a knee on either side of him, one hand reaching down to take hold of his swollen cock. He already had his hands on her shapely ass, squeezing tightly and ready to pound the young woman until she was screaming his name.

"I had the biggest crush on you freshman year," Hannah told Stanley as she stroked his cock up and down, then lowering herself so the head of his dick was running up and down the lips of her cunt tantalizingly. "Even when you were dating that bitch Marissa. I've wanted this white cock for so fucking long."

"All yours now," Stanley assured her as he squeezed her ass with one hand and then leaned in to take one of her breasts into his mouth, sucking on her nipple and causing the black girl to whimper and whine in pleasure.

Hannah lowered herself onto the young man, moaning gently as she felt her black pussy being spread wide open by her friend's thick, white cock. It was everything she had ever dreamed of, and she closed her eyes and smiled as she felt inch after inch of his meat sink into her cunt until he was buried to the hilt inside of her and she was sitting in his lap.

"Fuck me," Hannah hissed, opening her eyes and glaring at him from behind her glasses. "Fuck me, Stanley…"

And that's exactly what he did. Wasting no time, Stanley tightened his grip on Hannah's buttocks as he began thrusting upwards, driving himself into the black girl and again and again and again. She began to scream and writhe in pleasure above him, tightening her grip on the couch as Stanley fucked her pussy, her breasts beginning to bounce up and down in time with every harsh movement. Hannah had been wanting Stanley's fat cock inside of her for so long, and now she had, each and every throbbing inch.

On the other side of the living room, Lilly was likewise having the time of her life.

"Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh! Ohhh!" Lilly moaned and whimpered loudly as she felt Howard and Derek both drive themselves into her at the exact same time, their cocks stretching her little holes wider than she had anticipated. She was sandwiched in between them, riding Howard as Derek kneeled behind them and thrust his cock in and out of the Indian girl's succulent ass.

Due perhaps to the effects of the liquor, Lilly had struggled to accommodate both young men's cocks inside of her at the beginning, and had squirmed quite a bit as she felt Derek penetrate her asshole while her cunt was already stuffed full of Howard's cock. Though she had experienced and enjoyed double-penetration before – at over six hundred years old, she had experienced pretty much every form of sex known to man, and even a quite a few lost to the ages – it had nonetheless been quite some time, and she was shocked to find it actually hurt a bit at first.

Not that such a thing had ever stopped the succubus before.

Lilly pushed past the pain, pressed her tits to Howard's ass, and then bucked her hips back at Derek, bouncing her ass against his thrusting hips and daring him to bury himself deeper still into her bowels. As Derek began settling into a rhythm by gripping the girl's hips and fucking her tight ass, Howard soon began to start up again himself, thrusting upwards into Lilly's heavenly cunt harder and harder, determined to prove himself. It wasn't long before both young men were throwing everything they had at Lilly, fucking her pussy and ass with ever-increasing intensity and urgency, savoring the little moans and cries she made as they stuffed her like a thanksgiving turkey.

"Best…party…ever…!" Derek groaned as he reached up and took a hold of Lilly's wavy black hair, pulling her head back and making her cry out in pleasure as he slammed into her tight ass again and again. Her bowels felt both impossibly hot and impossibly tight around his throbbing cock, and he had every intention of filling them with his cum by the time he was finished.

"Goddamn right it is," Howard agreed as he took hold of Lilly's hips and then began thrusting roughly up into her, causing her to whine and squirm in his grip. Her pussy tightened around his cock as he buried it deeper and deeper inside of her, and he savored the sounds the girl made as he stretched her wider and wider.

"Oh, oh, oh! Just…keep…fucking me…!" Lilly moaned, her eyes closed and her body little more than a fuck-toy as she felt the young man pound her pussy and ass at the exact same time. She couldn't remember the last time she felt so full, and it was all she could do just to remain conscious as Howard and Derek fucked her lithe form. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me…!"

Hannah wasn't much quieter as she rode Stanley nearby, grabbing hold of the back of the couch and using it to anchor herself as she lifted herself up and down on the young man's cock. Her black ass slapped against his thighs every time she can slamming back down on top of him, and he reveled in the sensation of finally having him balls-deep inside of her. She bounced on his dick, bucking her hips and moaned in pleasure, feeling every inch of his cock stroking her insides and setting her aflame.

Beneath her, Stanley dutifully held onto her hips and helped guide her as she rode his cock, likewise thrusting up into her with the same intensity that Howard was thrusting up into Lilly on the other side of the living room. Hannah was amazingly tight, her own history of lovers being even shorter than Stanley's, and it felt like she hadn't taken a cock in quite some time. She was so tight it was almost painful, in fact, but Stanley didn't care, merely groaning and grunting as he forced himself deeper and deeper inside of the black girl.

"Huh! Huh! Huh! Fuck!" Hannah cried out as she rode her lover, shuddering every time she felt his girth and length push and pull itself out of her tightening cunt. She sank herself down onto Stanley until he was balls-deep inside of her and then rolled her hips back and forth, her eyes closing as she delighted in the sensation of being stuffed so absolutely full of cock. "Oh, god, Stanley! So fucking good…"

"You're telling me…" Stanley muttered as he finally released the girl's bucking hips and instead lifted his hands up to where her breasts were bouncing up and down wildly, tantalizing him. Taking one breast in each hand, Stanley squeezed and groped the beautiful mounds of black flesh, likewise shuddering as he felt Hannah's nipples harden against the palms of his hands.

He felt the black girl begin to writhe and shudder in his grip, even as he manhandled her bountiful breasts, and soon Stanley began picking up the pace, thrusting up into her cunt both harder and faster, as though determined to pound Hannah's brains out. The young woman could do little else by grip the back of the couch even harder and threw her head back in pleasure as her white lover annihilated her, her braided hair fluttering out behind her as she was fucked to within an inch of consciousness.

"Oh, Stanley! Oh, oh, oh! Mmmm!"

Then, without seemingly any warning, Hannah came, her entire body shuddering and every one of her muscles tightening at once as she felt her orgasm crash over her. Feeling Stanley's cock buried to the hilt inside of her, his hands on her breasts, his eyes looking up at her as he roughly laid claim to her cunt…it was too much for her. Squeezing her eyes closed behind the lenses of her (now quite foggy) glasses, Hannah practically screamed as she came all over Stanley's thrusting cock.

Hannah's orgasm served as the catalyst for Stanley's own, her pussy clamping down tightly on his cock as she came, as though trying to milk him dry. Lowering his hands from the young woman's breasts and instead taking hold of her hips once more, Stanley roughly continued slamming up into her until he finally burst. Groaning loudly, he pumped his hips up into Hannah, pushing himself deeper and deeper inside of her as he fired rope after rope of hot cum deep inside her cunt, taking great pleasure in the way the black girl shuddered as she felt each and every drop of his ejaculation, as though each one provided with her another tiny orgasm.

"UHNNN!"

Even before their orgasms had subsided, both Stanley and Hannah looked over as Lilly moaned and groaned louder than she ever had that night, her breath hitching and tears in her eyes as she was absolutely overwhelmed by the sensation of two cocks pounding into her at the same time. The cute Indian girl could do little else but hang on for dear life as she was sandwiched between her lovers, with Howard thrusting his fat, black cock upwards into her quivering pussy and Derek slamming his own dick deeper and deeper into her tight and clenching ass.

"Cum in me!" Lilly begged them, her hands gripping the carpet beneath them as she endured both young men slamming into her, their cocks stretching her wide open and sending wave after wave of unimaginable pleasure crashing over her. "Oh, please! Oh, please! Give it to me! Give me your cum! I want it, I want it, I want all of it, pleeeaaase!"

A moment later, the succubus got exactly what she wanted as both Howard and Derek came at the same time and immediately began pumping rivers of cum right into her. The young men groaned loudly as they continued to pound Lilly's holes, Howard stretching her pussy and Derek slamming into her ass, but now firing rope after rope and load after load of fiery hot semen with every single thrust.

"Ohhhh!" Lilly shuddered as she felt liquid warmth completely fill her as never before, with Howard exploding into her womb and Derek flooding her bowels with his seed. Her entire body shuddered in uncontrollable pleasure as she received each and every drop of liquid love the boys could give her, both her sore and aching holes still desperately tightening around the cocks stuffing her full.

Stanley had a feeling Lilly wouldn't be hungry again for a least another day or two. But then, he had been wrong about that before.

Events began to blur together after that, not just for Stanley, but for everybody present. There was nudity, and sex, and moaning, but none of them could remember any of the specifics. Exactly who fucked who, and how, and how many times suddenly seem less important than the actions themselves, and things few fuzzier and fuzzier as the night went on until all five of them either fell asleep or outright fainted.

When Stanley woke up the next morning, it was with a pounding headache, sore muscles, and Lilly snuggled into his side, having apparently fallen asleep beside him. The succubus was (thankfully) still in her usual form, but also likewise entirely naked, as was he; as was everyone else strewn about the living room.

So much for thinking it was all a dream, Stanley thought to himself as he sat up and coughed a little, feeling absolutely disgusting. Hannah was lying on her stomach on the couch and Howard was lying on the carpet a few feet away from Stanley and Lilly, an arm thrown over his face. The only one missing was Derek.

"Mmm, master…" Lilly mumbled a little in her sleep, smiling and inadvertently sending a wave of love washing over Stanley as he looked down at her, touched by the fact she was thinking about him even after what happened the previous night. He felt less a touched a second later, however, as his headache returned with a vengeance.

"Fuck," Stanley groaned, rubbing a hand against the side of his head as he felt his brain pounding in his skull. "I'm never drinking again."

"You and me both," he heard Howard say from a few feet away, looking over to find his friend was likewise awake and nursing a headache of his own. He opened an eye and glared at Stanley as he rubbed his own head. "Dude, did you fuck my sister?"

"Little bit," Stanley admitted after a moment's pause. "Did you fuck my girlfriend?"

"Little bit."

They both looked up as Derek came out of the kitchen, having apparently woken up before all of them as he was at least wearing pants. Though no doubt suffering a headache every bit as bad as everyone else's, Derek was nonetheless smiling broadly as he nursed a steaming mug of coffee. He took a deep breath and then let it out, as though savoring the fresh morning air instead of the unmistakable odor of naked bodies and lingering sex.

"Well, good morning, Sleeping Beauties," he said as he strolled into the living room as though he hadn't a care in the world. "I don't know about you guys, but I actually had a pretty good fucking time last night. So…same time next week?"