Chapter 1: Nerd Awakens the Horny Succubus

Joseph Meyers

I wasn’t sure why the ivory lid turned me on so much. Yes, it depicted Ashtoreth topless feeding goats. It wasn’t like it was that detailed look. It was 3300 years old, dug up in Ugarit in the middle east. This thing was old when Christ walked the earth.

But it made me so hard. I ached for it. I don’t know why. I wasn’t one for porn or jerking off. I hadn’t had much interest in sex at all. I hadn’t ever experienced it. Well, not with someone other than my right hand. Now...

I wanted to jack off.

Bad.

Right here and now in the backroom of the archaeology department. My cheeks burned as I stared at it sitting on the table before me, pulled out of a crate stuffed with hay to safeguard the valuable artifacts that had been dug out of the ground in a dig seventy years ago and forgotten about.

“You need to catalog it,” Ms. Smythe, my archaeology teacher, said. She was a grad student working on her Ph.D. That was my goal. I glanced at her, a young woman in glasses with a short bob of black hair. She was only a few years older than me, but she held an air of authority.

“Right,” I said and recorded the artifact as found just as described. Ashtoreth feeding goats. Some sort of fertility symbol. Not an uncommon sight for the goddess. A demon in the Old Testament, a beacon of hope to the pagans.

I placed it into a new container that was better for storing it. I marked the catalog as an important piece and moved onto the next one in the crate. My dick was hard the entire time. I could not get that ancient goddess out of my mind.

Nor her tits.

They were big tits.

I spent the next hour working, sneezing sometimes from the dust and hay. I finally finished for the day and rose. This was worth quite a bit for my score grade, so I had to make sure I did my job properly. Still, I was so hard. It was awful with those blue balls.

I finally finished and closed the lid. I turned to find Ms. Smythe nodding to another student. She glanced at me and smiled, “See you tomorrow.”

“Yeah,” I said. She wore a t-shirt that fit about her torso. She had a nice pair of breasts. Not Ashtoreth big, but they did still look so nice. I wanted to adjust my hardon in my jeans as I scurried out of the backroom.

I climbed up into the proper part of the school and headed down the hallway at a brisk step. I had to get to my dorm and jerk off. I needed that so much. I left the building and jogged across the campus. I wasn’t an athlete, but I wasn’t terribly out of shape, either.

I was just slightly out of breath as I headed up into the elevator of my dorm. I got off and went right to my dorm, 415. As I passed 410, Bianca thrust her head out and smiled at me, her purple hair swaying around her face. She wore a pair of shorts that left most of her legs bare and a tank top that hugged her large breasts.

Ashtoreth-sized breasts.

“There you are, Joseph,” she said in her Quebecois accent. French and sexy. “I’m so glad that you’re here. Could you help me with this problem?”

“Uh, tomorrow,” I said. “I’m tired. I have to get some sleep. Long day in the archives.”

“That works.” She winked at me in a playful manner. “It’s a date.”

I knew she was just joking about the date part. My cheeks burned from how she teased me. I was just a scrawny nerd with glasses. Not the type that swept girls off their feet. I hurried down the hallway when Donna appeared out of the bathroom wrapped up in a towel, freshly showered.

“Hey, Joseph,” she said, her mocha-brown skin possessing a wonderful gleam. It contrasted with the white of her towel that barely covered her body. The Black girl smiled at me. “You doing?”

“Fine, fine,” I said. “Just ... Need some rest.”

“You work too hard,” she said.

I nodded to her. Ashley, another girl on the floor, rushed past us both in a pair of tight jeans. She vanished down the stairs. She looked like she had a date. Donna stepped around me as I headed for the door to my dorm. The one opposite was open.

“Hey, man,” said Brian, leaning back from his computer chair. “Up for some CoD?”

“Tired,” I said and vanished into my room.

I closed the door behind me. We all had single dorms. No roommates. I was glad for that. I didn’t want to masturbate. It was something shameful. I didn’t do it often, but that topless carving ... Ugh, It was so frustrating. A living girl didn’t get me hard like this. Why would the graven image of a fertility goddess that was older than dirt do this to me?

I threw myself on my bed.

“Yes, yes, yes!” moaned through the walls. Bed springs creaked. “That’s it. Oh, pound me! Pound me so fucking hard!”

I groaned at the sound of Devin, my neighbor, fucking his girlfriend. That should be Hailee, a hot cheerleader. I could imagine the blonde on her hands and knees, her big tits swaying beneath her as he fucked her from behind.

“Really?” I groaned, the lid burning in my mind. My right hand tingled in memory of touching it.

My cock throbbed in my pants as I listened to Hailee moan her head off. The slap of flesh on flesh echoed. My dick ached. I licked my lips, my heart racing. The tingle in my hand increased as I rubbed at my crotch. Hailee squealed her head off.

“Such a big dick!” she moaned. “Yes, yes fuck me with that huge cock!”

Did she think she was staring in a porno?

I unzipped my pants. My fly cameopen and I pulled my cock out of my pants and drew up my shirt so I wouldn’t spurt jizz on it. I gripped my dick with my tingling hand. I groaned at the feel of my half-numb hand around it.

It was almost like another hand touched me.

I closed my eyes. Despite Hailee moaning like a porn star through the thin walls, I imagined Ashtoreth in the flesh. She would have dusky skin like a Middle Eastern woman with raven-black hair falling around her. She had the same skirt in the image with her big breasts free and clear.

I jerked my cock hard, the tingle in my hand spreading through my dick. That felt so good. I shuddered at the heat building in me. I couldn’t believe how good this was. It felt amazing as I stroked my dick. I jerked off hard and fast. I hurtled toward my climax.

Toward that big burst of delight that would rush out of me. It would be a fantastic moment to enjoy. Ashtoreth stood over me, her eyes smoky. She purred in delight, nodding her head. She wanted me to cum. She wanted me to erupt in offering to her.

Give me your seed.

I groaned as my hand worked faster and faster. I almost couldn’t feel my hand. The tinglings were so intense. It was like a stranger touched me. The Goddess Ashtoreth stroked my dick. She fisted me fast, craving my cum.

I need your seed. Give it to me freely.

“Yes,” I groaned as the pressure built in my nuts.

Mmm, just spurt all that cum and bathe me in your manly spunk. I need it. I need it so badly. Yes, yes, no one has offered me seed in so long!

My hand stroked up and down my cock. Her hand massaged my dick. I pictured her leaning over me, her nipples brown and hard to stop those big, soft tits. They swayed above me, so tempting. So tantalizing.

Yes, yes, my beloved, just erupt.

My hand—her hand—reached the pinnacle of my cock. The pressure burst in me. Cum spurted out of my dick. I groaned as the ecstasy shot through me. So much delight slammed into my mind. Stars flashed across my vision as I groaned through the bliss.

It was just as delight to have all that pleasure rushing through me. It was fantastic to have all that delight rushing out of me. I groaned at the heat slamming into my mind. It was just a fabulous moment. I groaned through it all.

Stars danced across my vision. It was just such a wondrous treat. I groaned, loving every last second of delight surging through me. A wave of heat rushed through me. My dick spurted again and again, the spunk bathing my belly.

“Oh, damn,” I groaned, the heat rushing through me. “Oh, that’s so good. Yes, yes, that’s amazing!” So wondrous.

I panted as a heavy exhaustion fell on me. I swear as I drifted into sleep, I felt a tongue lapping at my belly.

Ashtoreth

I lapped up the cum off the virgin’s belly.

Oh, was there anything better than a young man who hadn’t yet spilled his seed in a woman? No, there wasn’t. He was perfect. He brought me back into this world with his virginal lusts. He called to me. It was wonderful to be free.

Yahweh would not stop me this time from having my fun.

Joseph Meyers

My phone’s alarm beeping drew me out of sleep. I groaned and reached for it. I found that it had been ringing for ... forty minutes. I had overslept. I could not believe it. How had I done something that dumb? How had I slept through the alarm?

“Shoot,” I groaned, reaching for my glasses. I still had them on. I was still dressed, my fly open. I couldn’t believe it. I had ... jerked off to the relief of Ashtoreth. I think I dreamed about her, too. Doing things to me. “Damn.”

I was in such a hurry. No time to shower, either. I would have to double up on the deodorant today. I ripped off my shirt. I threw it down and shoved my jeans and boxers off. I grabbed fresh underwear, rolled on fresh deodorant, I pulled on my jeans. I wore them two days in a row. I drew on my shirt, too.

I grabbed my stuff. I had to get some coffee and breakfast before class. I burst out of my door and ran right into Bianca. She gasped, stumbling back. She was wrapped up in her towel, her purple hair wet. She gasped, fighting to keep her tan towel from unraveling. It slipped on those big boobs.

“Sorry,” I gasped as I stared at her cleavage. She had such nice boobs.

Ashtoreth

I floated around Joseph. It was sad that his name was still around. He stared at the girl. I couldn’t touch them, and they couldn’t see me. I was a spirit. I quivered, my big boobs jiggling as I wanted him to just take her.

“She’s hot,” I whispered into his ear. “Rip that towel off her.”

“Sorry,” he said a second time, his hands not going for the towel. What was wrong with him? This girl would be ravished for prancing around in men in so little like she was a temple slave or a king’s concubine.

“Don’t be a coward,” I hissed. “Take her.”

He didn’t. He just stared. That wasn’t good. But the girl ... She was a whore, wasn’t she? Not a virgin. I could feel that. She hadn’t just known one man. She had known several. Wasn’t betrothed. Maybe she was a prostitute. I floated to the girl.

“Can you take a look at my homework now?” she asked in an accent different from Joseph’s. And her hair was dyed purple. How strange. Was she a princess? Why else would she wear the color of royalty? “Let me just change.”

“I’m in a hurry,” he said.

I had to do something. Women were so much easier to manipulate then men. They were earthy creatures who didn’t war with their emotions. They didn’t try to control them the way men did. Women flowed with their emotions. Especially lusty women like this princess-whore.

I leaned into her ear and purred, “Take off your towel and capture his attention.”

She shuddered. Yes, yes, without her virginity or a sacred marriage to her husband that she had never violated, she was so easy to manipulate.

She opened her towel and revealed her naked body. She was voluptuous with pink nipples and shaved pubic mound. She had a tattoo of a heart on her belly. So she was a temple prostitute of some sort, though I didn’t recognize the cultic symbol. Who was she sworn to?

Joseph Meyer

Bianca opened her towel and revealed her voluptuous body. I gasped at the sight of her big breasts and pink nipples. They thrust out hard before her. I swallowed, my gaze sliding down to belly to her pubic mound. She shaved but had a tattoo of a cute hard down there. Her slit dripped water.

Or was it excitement?

“There, changed,” Bianca purred and took my hand. “Now, will you help me out? I need you so badly.”

I couldn’t believe this was happening. Her grip felt so soft and silky on my hand. She gently pulled me into her room. I should go to class, but it was so hard to think with her tits out and quivering before me. This was so insane.

Ashtoreth

“You must reward him,” I whispered to the girl. “On your knees. With your mouth. Like a woman from Lesbo.”

“I have to reward you for all you do,” said the girl.

As she sank to her knees right there in the doorway when another door opened. A girl who looked like she was from Cush appeared with dark-brown skin and black hair. She froze at the sight of him. She stared at the sight of the purple-haired princess attacking his fly.

“What is going on?” gasped the Cushite beauty.

I floated toward him. She was another woman who wasn’t a virgin or protected by a sacred contract of marriage. She was loose. A whore. Easy for me to prey upon. I nuzzled up to her, staring at my priest. I need him to be well-satisfied so I can get energy from him.

“She’s stealing him,” I cooed into the Cushite girl’s ear. “You don’t want him to get away. You want to have his dick. It’s big. Huge.”

Whores were so easy to manipulate.

“Hey, I want his dick!” the Cushite shouted and ran forward to the princess-whore. She dropped to her knees, too. “It’s huge.”

“What is going on?” groaned Joseph, looking around in confusion. The purple-haired princess pulled his cock out. She had the pale skin of a woman from the City-States of the Greek or the lands of the Hittites. So did Joseph.

“You are a slut for him,” I purred.

Both of the women moaned, “We’re sluts for you!”

He looked so confused as they both grabbed his cock, one hand pale, the other dark. I laughed, taking such delight in this. What fun it is to be alive. No other god had laid claim to this territory. Had they all been bound like me by Yahweh?

I was free to deceive once more. What fun.

Joseph Meyers

“What is going on?” I gasped as Bianca and Donna both stroked my cocks and glared at me. Right here in the doorway. This was nuts.

“We are sluts for you,” Bianca moaned.

“Yes,” Donna groaned. “We have to share this big dick. Fuck, your bigger than a brotha.”

I stared down at my cock. Was it ... bigger? Surely I had never been this huge. I mean, I was like five inches before, now ... Was I nearing a foot? That was just insane. This should not be happening. Then they both leaned in and kissed the crown of my dick.

My virgin rod had never felt anything like two women kissing my sensitive tip. It was just wild to have them both nibbling and smooching the spongy crown of my dick. Pleasure shot down my shaft. Nothing about this made a lick of sense.

Their tongues danced around the crown of my cock, both pink and delicious. They brushed each other, both of them doing such naughty things to me. I groaned at the heat of that delight. It was just a wonderful thing. I shuddered at the heat of it. This was just so wild to feel them doing that. Then Bianca swallowed me.

“You slut,” Donna gasped. “I wanted to do that.”

Bianca just moaned mischievously around my dick while I stood there flabbergasted. I was afraid someone else would come out and catch us. My dick throbbed in that hot mouth, though. This felt so sweet. So delicious.

I had never experienced something as good as Bianca’s soft lips working up and down my shaft while she suckled on me. Donna stroked my dick with her dark hand. The Black girl stared up at me, her eyes shining bright.

“My, my, you are so hung, Joseph.” She shook her head. “Why didn’t you tell us?”

“I ... well ... I...” I didn’t think I was hung. Maybe it took having a woman handle me to get my cock to grow to its full girth or something. I didn’t know how this worked. I studied archaeology not biology. “I just...”

Bianca popped her mouth off and purred, “You are such a naughty, naughty boy. But I forgive you.”

“Yes,” Donna moaned and swallowed my dick.

I groaned as she slid her lips down my cock. It felt so good to have her nursing on me. Like that. I threw back my head, groaning in delight at the heat rushing down my dick to my nuts. They twitched as Donna suckled on me now.

I shuddered, my head glancing up and down the hallway. If anyone came out, I could be in so much trouble. Still, this was happening. Donna bobbed her head while Bianca stared up at me, her big boobs jiggling.

I thought I heard a woman whispering.

“You have to cum on our faces,” she cooed.

Donna ripped her mouth off my cock and gasped out, “Yes, yes, you have to!”

Bianca swallowed me now. I groaned at the idea of drenching them in my cum. It was such a wild one. It was so naughty to even think about it. I loved it so much. I couldn’t believe how great this felt. I rose toward my orgasm.

My nuts tightened as Bianca suckled on my cock. Donna licked her lips and winked up at me. I shuddered, my dick throbbing in that hot mouth. I hurtled toward my climax, just wanting to burst. I would have a big climax. It would be amazing.

They switched.

“Oh, wow,” I groaned at the feel of Donna suckling on me.

My nuts twitched as the need to cum built and built. I still couldn’t believe this was going on. It made no sense that it was happening. I shuddered as the pressure rose and rose in my nuts as Donna popped her mouth off my cock.

I shuddered as Bianca took back over. She suckled on me with passion. This was so insane. They both were having such a good time with me. I groaned, the need to cum building and building with their every suckle.

I rose toward that moment when I would cum. I couldn’t believe it. They traded again. Bianca’s lips popped off with a wet smack. Donna slid her soft mouth over my dick. Her warm tongue swept around me.

“You’re going to cum on our faces, right?” Bianca moaned.

“I ... I guess so,” I panted, my nuts tightening.

Donna ripped her mouth off my cock and gasped, “You think? Come on, stud, jizz on our faces. Mark us as your sluts.”

“This is so insane,” I groaned as that hot mouth swallowed my dick. “Oh, damn!”

Bianca nursed on me with force. The Quebecois girl bobbed her head, the pressure swelling in my nuts. I hurtled toward that moment of eruption. I groaned, my teeth grounding together. It was just a delight to have her nursing on me like that.

The pressure grew and grew in my nuts. They twitched as I hurtled toward that moment of eruption. They traded me back and forth, their warm mouths driving me wild. I couldn’t take much more of this.

“I ... I...”

“He’s going to erupt,” purred Bianca.

Donna ripped her mouth off my dick. The Black girl fisted me as she said, “Erupt on our faces, stud! Just jizz on us!”

“Please,” moaned Bianca, her eyes staring up at me with such lust in them.

“Yes,” I groaned and erupted.

I spurted my cum and hosed down the women before me with my jizz. I couldn’t believe this was happening, but the pleasure slammed through my body and crashed into my mind. Stars burst across my vision as the pleasure swept through me. This was so insane. It was so wild. I shuddered at the heat shooting through me.

My spunk splashed across their faces. I drenched them in my cum again and again. The heat rushed over me. I groaned, my nuts twitching with each explosion of jizz that splashed their faces. I loved soaking them in my spunk.