Mom Got Pissed (4)
I didn't even need to ask what she meant by "get it up."
From the flow of the conversation, it was obvious she meant get my dick hard.
But still.
"Get it up? Right now? Here?"
"Why are you making such a fuss? It's not like you're gonna get shy about it at this point."
She had a point there.
But that wasn't the issue.
"I'm fucking exhausted, though?"
Getting it up wasn't as easy as she made it sound. If it stood up just because someone told it to, there wouldn't be so many guys walking around with their heads hung low. Hell, I was so damn tired right now that all I wanted was to clean up quick and crash.
I could practically hear my lumpy bed back in my room calling my name.
"Hmm, yeah, you do look beat."
Lilith glanced at my bracelet—the Body Checker glowing a faint orange thanks to the nap I'd just had—then looked back at me.
"But what can we do? I said get it up, so get it up. Why you gotta talk so much? It's not bright red yet. You can still manage, right?"
Fuck.
Yeah, that was Lilith for you.
The Empress of Succubi, they called her.
True to the title, she had this overbearing side. She didn't hesitate to throw her power, authority, wealth, or any other tool at her disposal into the mix—and the same went for the opposite.
She couldn't stand it if something was possible but you claimed it wasn't. The type of boss who'd make you wanna die on the job.
If I can do it, why can't you? Don't give me excuses.
That was her vibe.
But.
"Or what? Want me to help a little? Nah, maybe you'd prefer that."
Her leg slid under the table, pressing firmly into my crotch.
"Huh? What do you think? How should I do it~?"
She swung the whip like a fucking maniac, but damn if she didn't hand out carrots just as freely.
I could've believed she was a real empress in whatever dimension she came from. The way she played people was no joke.
"Why aren't you saying anything? Tell me how you want it."
Lilith smiled slyly as she asked, her glowing red eyes sparkling with mischief.
Those bewitching—no, those seductive crimson eyes made me swallow hard before I could even think.
How did she want me to want it?
The steady press of her foot felt way too good.
No, fuck.
Just her foot pressing down, and it felt better than sex with any of my exes? Was it because she was a succubus?
Even though she was a virgin succubus failure.
This was cheating.
Come to think of it, that handjob was insanely good too.
Made me cum eight times in a minute. How the hell did a virgin who’d never been touched learn that? It wasn't normal human stuff.
Though the 500x vibration was probably bullshit cheating.
If she did that again now, my Body Checker would go beet red and I'd end up in the hospital. But just thinking about it had my dick twitching, slowly coming back to life.
"Ah, there it goes. What? Tired? Bullshit. You can do it if you try."
She pressed her toes into my dick as it started stiffening more vigorously, firm, firm.
"Hurry up and spill, or I'll make you cum on my sole like this. You don't want that, do you? You've been blasting loads into all those hotties' pussies lately. Right?"
Squeeze...
Her toes pressed harder. My dick was getting stepped on, but the damn thing throbbed like it loved it.
I couldn't blame the dick entirely—her toes pressing so perfectly felt too fucking good.
"Poor little sperm... Gonna waste it on my foot instead of a pussy? Not even a mouth or hand? Well, if that's your kink, I won't stop you. I respect tastes."
I saw her smirk as she said it.
"Wait, no. At this rate, you'll cum in your pants before it even hits my sole. How pathetic."
She kept rubbing my dick with her toes, smooth and teasing. Finally, I spoke up.
"...Then mouth's okay too?"
"What?"
She stared at me like I'd lost my mind.
"You crazy pervert bastard, crossing the line. Asking me to suck it?"
"You asked how you should help first, Mom. So, yeah, mouth works."
I was just answering honestly.
She asked how, so I said mouth. Simple.
My bad? None at all.
Her fault for saying "anything goes."
"......"
She stared at me blankly, then her eyes flashed red as she let out a "Ha."
"Fine, you pervert fuck. Pants down."
"What? For real?"
She glared at me.
"You begged for it. Now you're bitching again?"
No way I'd expected her to actually do it.
I figured she'd call me an ungrateful shit or a psycho and that'd be the end of it. Not actually go through with it.
Fuck, if I'd known...
Regret flooded in.
Should've pushed harder, see if she'd go further.
"What're you waiting for? Want me to pull 'em down myself?"
"If you hate it that much, just forget it."
"No, I can do it. Just pants."
Part of me wondered if this was okay, but the other part screamed shut up and drop 'em, idiot. Guess which won. I started undoing my pants, then paused.
"...Underwear too?"
"Gonna make me suck your underwear too?"
Fair.
Though sucking it through the fabric sounded kinda hot.
No, but really?
She's seriously gonna blow me?
Flashed back to when we first met.
Her provoking me with all that trash talk. I fell for it hook, line, and sinker, made that bet.
Back then, I had no clue who she was. Just wanted to shut this arrogant bitch up by shoving my dick in her mouth.
Looking back, I was suicidal.
Nothing to lose, sure, and I didn't know she was Lilith, so I went wild.
Still, mouthing off to a non-human way stronger than any human? Yeah.
And cursing out that satyros bitch? Also suicidal.
Anyway, this Lilith was gonna suck my dick?
I glanced at her without thinking.
She stared back, sulky, like hurry up and drop 'em, what're you looking at?
My eyes drifted to her lips.
Lip gloss? Or leftover cake cream? They glistened softly. Looked insanely soft.
How good would it feel wrapped around my dick?
Her handjob was that intense—blowjob would be...
By the time I snapped out of it, my pants and underwear were off.
"Wow, you actually did it. You perverted, ungrateful little shit."
"You told me to."
"Only perverts drop 'em when told. Wanted my mouth that bad?"
She giggled, sauntering over, and gently gripped my dick—which twitched at the mere mention of a blowjob.
It'd perked up a bit from her foot, but was still limp from exhaustion. Her hand? Instant full mast.
For real.
Even I couldn't believe how fast it hardened. Lilith eyed it.
"This fucker's serious. Fine, whatever."
She swept her hair back, slowly bringing her lips to the tip.
She's really...
Really gonna do it?
Right as my dick touched her lips—
"...Huh?"
Lilith, who'd been leaning in, vanished. In her place? Her toes on my dick again, just like at the start.
"Wow, you actually broke it. Never imagined you'd snap my Illusion Dream. Guess you definitely have a Gift. A strong one too. Full erection only? What a retard ability."
Her voice hit me from above.
I looked up. She was popping a strawberry in her mouth.
Hey, that's my strawberry.
Yeah.
The one from my cake she'd been stabbing with her fork? Gone.
My strawberry.
Wait, more importantly.
"...Illusion Dream?"
I asked, and she nodded at me, chewing.
"Yeah, you know, the wet dreams succubi are famous for. Sexy dreams and shit. Basically just an illusion."
So.
All of that was an illusion.
The whole thing?
No way.
"...Since when?"
"Since you asked for my mouth?"
From then... until now, all illusion?
Come to think of it, her eyes glowed red when she "agreed" to blow me.
Did I fall for that Illusion Dream crap then?
I stared at my dick, rock-hard and straining against my pants. It throbbed wildly, refusing to accept reality.
Probably hyped to blow in her mouth. Now trapped in pants, it writhed in denial.
Lilith pressed down on it firmly.
Well, "firmly" might be generous.
It hurt like hell with how hard it was.
"Ow."
"Cum even if it hurts, you little shit. Don't get cocky."
She ground her sole into it, firm, firm.
"What? Mouth? You psycho. Still got a mouth to ru—fuck. Anyway. You need discipline, brat."
"Wait. Mom. Foot off first."
"Shut up."
She kept pressing, driving me insane.
It hurt.
But hurt in a weirdly good way.
Did I have this kink?
Nah.
Getting hit always just sucked. If I had this masochism, childhood wouldn't have been hell.
It was her perfect balance of pain and pleasure.
How the fuck did she do that?
Succubus magic?
Anyway, big problem.
"I'm gonna cum if you keep this up... stop!"
She stopped dead.
Then tilted her head.
"Why should I?"
"Huh? Why should I listen to a worthless, ungrateful shit who begs his mom for a suck-off? Huh? Huh? Huh?"
Each "huh?" came with a hard press.
"Getting pissed now. What makes you so bold? Tell me you're late, fine—but no contact? Then 'I was sleeping'? Got beat up and didn't tell me? And..."
The nagging piled on. I was losing it.
Ah, well. Learned something new.
Lilith nags too.
Didn't wanna know that.