Succubus: A Soul Shared
Copyright© 2026 by GemmaGemmaGemma
Chapter 6: Part 1/5
Science Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 6: Part 1/5 - Succubus: A Soul Shared is an urban fantasy, harem series about Harry, who summons a succubus to help him flirt with the girl that he likes. The problems start there, because Lily is in a lot of trouble, and she's on a journey to prove that she's a real girl.
Caution: This Science Fantasy Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Mult Consensual Heterosexual Fiction Mystery School Science Fiction Demons Rough Spanking Group Sex Harem First Oral Sex Big Breasts
Monday 9th February, 2026
Lily woke up before me on her first day of sixth form. Nobody had ever been this excited for school. She was showered and half dressed before I clambered out of bed. It had been a mentally and physically exhausting weekend. I’m pretty sure I was legally dead at least twice, or at least that’s what the dimension hopping felt like.
I sat up on the edge of my bed. Lily was sitting on my computer chair, my desk covered in a variety of skin care and make-up products that my mother had gifted to her the night before. She was naturally very pretty, but she didn’t want to go into school barefaced, joking that there were boys she needed to impress. The only part of her that looked any different were her eyes, which she had highlighted with a sharp flick of black eyeliner on each side.
“Too early,” I croaked, before stumbling towards the bathroom.
“Hurry up,” she shouted after me. “I don’t want to be late on my first day.”
She sounded serious, but I still took my time in the bathroom. I needed a nice long shower to bring me back to life. So much had changed over the weekend that it was hard to process just going back to school and living my normal life. I had started it as a simple idiot, and somehow ended it with my soul promised to an evil succubus upon my death.
Alice had made the same promise. I didn’t want her to get wrapped up in it, but she seemed happy enough. She even started a soul team group chat after she got back home. Lily didn’t even have a phone yet, but the group was made in anticipation of her getting one. Another excuse to go shopping. The demon still needed underwear, too.
Also, we had sex, and that was pretty cool.
Starting that crazed weekend as a virgin and ending it with two girls by my side had been pretty incredible. One was a demon, and the other was a human, but they seemed very happy to share. It seemed like I was going to be fucking both of them for the foreseeable future. I just needed to learn how to fuck first, or they might send me to my eternity of suffering a little early.
Lily hadn’t made much progress by the time I was back in my room. I overtook her, and finished dressing first. She was wearing a blouse and a pair of my boxers. I told her the night before that she needed to wear something under her skirt. She told me she didn’t. We eventually made a deal that included a serving of my semen. Lily resisted fucking me so soon after my first time with Alice. She wanted to discuss the rules first, but she did require another load in her system to make sure she didn’t go demon mode at school. I offered to fill a mug and she graciously accepted.
“Don’t you have anything sexier than these?” Lily asked while I stood in front of the mirror and fastened my tie.
“I’ve never had to share my boxers before. I thought they were sexy already, but lesson learned,” I replied. She took this stuff seriously. She seemed weirdly happy we still had to wear uniforms in sixth form, and then she reminded me that one of her kinks is dress up. “Just wear some gym shorts or something.”
“No, it’s fine,” she muttered. “I like them. It’s hot wearing a guy’s clothes.”
“Everything is hot to you,” I said. I picked up my backpack and prepared to head downstairs. “Hurry up or you’re going to be choosing between being on time and having breakfast.”
I could hear her panicking as I made my way downstairs. My parents were both in the kitchen. Dad was ready for work, but Mum had the day off. That meant she had time to prepare a bigger breakfast. I had already ordered scrambled eggs on toast when she shouted at me through the bathroom door.
“Lily has a meeting with the headteacher at 8,” Mum reminded me.
“I’m probably going to go with her,” I said. “I don’t have any lessons during first period.”
One of the best things about sixth form is you only have to choose a few subjects to study. It starts at four when you do your AS-levels in Year 12, before you get the chance to drop one of them and focus on your favourite three at A-level in Year 13. My three remaining subjects are maths, sociology and geography. Dropping history was a shame, but it had less connection to my chosen career path. The other three were all intrinsically linked to urban planning and city design, in one way or another.
“Make sure you look after her. It’s her first day and school can be overwhelming,” Mum said.
I laughed. “I know, but come on, it’s not her first time living. She will be fine.”
“She will get a lot of attention.”
“All pretty girls get attention.”
Dad dropped his fork, his eyes fixed on that very pretty girl standing in the doorway. I had more experience with her but even my jaw dropped.
“Absolutely not,” Mum said.
Lily had added some creative license to our school uniform. The white blouse looked innocent enough but she had done some serious work on the blue check pleated skirt. She had rolled it up on the hip more than a few times, taking it from knee length to miniskirt territory. Beneath the hem of the skirt were a couple of inches of bare skin, but the rest of her legs were covered by a pair of thigh high stocking hold ups.
“You’ve got to be messing,” I said, laughing. She looked smoking hot, but it was a ludicrous way to dress for your first day of school, no matter how much you like to dress up.
“It’s cute,” she said, frowning. Dad returned to his food, hoping everyone forgot that he lost his composure for a second. Mum was already approaching.
“No, absolutely not, Liliana,” Mum said. Lily got serious when her full name was used. I half expected my mother to pull out the surname she had bestowed upon her the day before.
“Sorry,” Lily said. Mum went face to face with her, and then managed a laugh of her own.
“You look gorgeous, sweetie, but this is not happening,” Mum said. She put her hands on the demon’s hips and started to roll down her skirt until the hold-ups started to look like nothing more than tights. “You can keep those on if you want, but the skirt has to be much lower.”
“You’re funny,” I muttered, returning to my food.
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