Porn Star Family Pt. 18

"Ira!" Bridgett screamed out in a lustful moan as she came hard against his tail. Collapsing to her knees, the seat of her jeans was drenched in her juices. Peering up at Ira as he stood over her with that smug look on his face. Reaching up, taking hold of Ira's right forearm as he reverted back to his human disguise, pulling him down to her level. "Take responsibility for it," she pouted, slipping his hand into the front of her jeans. Attacking his lips furiously as she felt her brother slipping two fingers into her soaked pussy. "Make me cum, little brother," Bridgett moaned from around Ira's mouth before her tongue rolled within its warmth. "That's it, Ira, get those fucking fingers deep inside of me," she growled in need before her body convulsed and her eyes rolled into the back of her head. "Whoever knew you were this wicked," Bridgett said in a soft tone as she rested her forehead against his. Wondering when her next stage of her succubus would happen. "Ira, can I ask, where did you come up with Suriel Zol?"

"I didn't," Ira said factually.

"Huh?'

"My angel half did. It appeared in my mind when I was fighting the rogue angels at the mall with Samuel when the name just appeared to me in my head," Ira said, thinking back to that fight. He couldn't believe how stupid he acted. While he knew better, still was it wrong to want to hold onto something that resembled normalcy in his life?

"So... you think my own will do the same?" Bridgett asked, curious.

"It probably already has said it many times; you just haven't been listening," Ira said in that brotherly voice as he rose.

"What?!" Ira could tell she was clearly confused by his words.

"That's one lesson, sis; you're going to have to seek elsewhere. I cannot aid you in it, seeing how you sided with Hell."

"But Missy has helped you?!" Bridgett bemoaned.

"Yes, that was before I became what I am now. There are rules, cosmic rules that even I cannot break. To do so would shudder the whole of reality. Something a lot of people fought to keep from ending," Ira said sternly. "I'm sorry, sis, as much as I want to help you, I can't. Not as I am. But you seem to forget, Missy nor I are the only ones you can turn to for guidance," he whispered as he bent down, gently taking hold of his sister's chin. "Did you not enjoy being with my daughter?" Ira uttered low. Seeing his sister's eyes looking away, knowing that was the truth.

"Ira? Does that mean if I get into trouble in Hell, you won't come and save me?"

"No, I will not. I might be a Prince of Hell, might be allowed to come and go as I please from it. I cannot interfere in the affairs that take place within it between its denizens. Now, however, if you summon me there and are willing to pay my price, that's something entirely different. I am a demon after all," Ira said, watching his sister's eyebrow rising as he spoke.

"And if I did, what would you ask for in return?" Bridgett huffed as she crossed her arms.

"Forty days and forty nights of endless sex," Ira said wickedly as Bridgett's jaw just dropped. "Night, Vikki, do pick up my stunned sister from the floor," Ira said, waving to her from over his shoulder.

"I won, you know!" Bridgett shouted after him.

"I know, sis, way to hang in there. Didn't think you had it in you," Ira praised before a pair of arms darted out, taking hold of his shirt and pulling him into her room.

Rita's hands were all over him as her tongue invaded his mouth with gusto. Feeling her pressing her 36C breasts into his chest as she pulled him deeper into her room. Ira didn't have a room to himself like Vikki and Bridgett had or his mother. No. Ira bed hopped every night, staying with either his mother, Rita, Sue, or Alyda on any given night. It was the least that he could do for them, putting his family up and offering them protection from Heaven and Hell. Feeling her arms wrapping around his neck as his hands found their home on her ass. His back straightened when he heard someone clearing their throat in Rita's room.

"You said we would share, sis," Sue huffed in annoyance as she stood on the other side of Rita's room with her arms crossed.

"I can't help it, Sue, you know I can't, not when I have my adorable brother in my arms," Rita cooed sinfully as her fingers playfully ran through Ira's hair on the back of his head. "Although me thinks you don't mind, do you, Ira?" she asked with an amused smirk on her lips. Her ruby eyes glinted in mischievousness at what awaited... groaning when hers and Sue's cell phones went off.

Ira ran his eyes down both of their bodies. While they might be identical with only their breasts sizes differentiating the three of them. To his eyes, each one of the sisters was gorgeous on their own as he watched them chatting away on their phones. He knew they did it on purpose when they stood with their backs to him, moving their asses just so, so his eyes could leer at their taut posteriors, and leer he did, he'd be a fool not to gaze at them. That was when he heard them sigh once they had gotten off the phone with whoever had called them.

"Ira, would you be mad if..."

"I take it your sugar daddies called?" Ira cut in, seeing them nod that they had. "But we are going to finish this later, right?" he asked, pointing between the two of them. He so wasn't about to pass up a threesome with them. He wasn't that insane.

"Mmmhmm?!" They hummed in unison as they nodded that they, too, weren't about to pass up their threesome either.

"Sure, I understand, you two probably are hungry, and they do let you spend, however much, of their money they give you. But know this, when I get the two you back in this room," stepping up to them, noting how they instinctively stepped closer to him as his hands ran along their waists before watching their eyes widen in hunger when he squeezed their asses, "you better be ready, I'm so going to make the two of you scream," Ira stated with an impish grin on his lips.

"Oh, you better," Rita cooed, pressing her breasts into the left side of his chest while Sue mirrored her as she pressed her own 38C breasts into Ira's right side. "You can't make Mom or your own moan like you did last night and leave us hanging; it's just cruel to your sisters," she pouted with Sue nodding along.

"That so?"

"Mmmhmm," They hummed.

"Then my sweet, sexy, lustful sisters will just have to punish me, won't they?" Ira asked, rubbing his hard bulge against each of them. Seeing their demon nature coming out as their tails wrapped around his legs, keeping him pressed against them.

"In the morning, after we ensure that we are nice and clean for you, we are so going to teach you a lesson in sharing," Sue said in a sensuous tone.

"And you aren't leaving this room until you've properly learnt your lesson," Rita stated in that big sister voice of hers.

"Can't wait," Ira said, getting a kiss in before he left them.

"Oh, and Ira?" Rita called out to him as he neared her door. "You better get another prom ticket. If you think I'm going to let you take only Sue, you're so wrong," she said in a stern tone as she cocked out her right hip as she placed her hand on it. Her eyes glanced down, noticing the movement in Ira's pants.

"You two so want to get me killed, don't you?"

"You, you'll be fine," Sue said, waving off his question with a devilish smirk. "Now we must get ready," she uttered, shooing him out the door. Not that she wanted him to leave, it was the fact if he didn't, she would have wrapped her naked body around his and never let go.

"You two be safe, keep your eyes on the sky," Ira spoke, seeing their nods of understanding.

Descending the stairs, hearing his mother and Alyda speaking and feeling his grandmother in the house. A sneaky smile formed on his lips when he pulled out his phone. Bringing up Shinedown's 'Devil' on YouTube, cueing it up to the line he wanted as he slipped out of his shoes. It was always amusing to irk the Devil whenever he got the chance. After all, he was a naughty little demon. His sock-covered feet slid along the floor with his right hand out before him as he came to a stop with his finger pointing at his grandmother when the song reached the line: The Devil's in the next room. He could tell his grandmother was not amused as much as it brought delight to his own lips.

"Honey, that's not polite to call your grandmother the Devil," Cora said, trying to fight back her smile.

"Why? It's just a song. Did it upset you, grandma?" Ira asked, tempting the Devil.

"I think you've been going out too much; you're getting a swelled head," Toni, Lucifer's Earthly name, said as she leaned back in her seat as she crossed her arms. Staring her grandson down, telling him she was not amused. It irked her further when it appeared it did with Ira. She was just going to have to punish that little demon of his.

"So, what has you in such a good mood, baby?" Cora asked as she peered around Alyda, not voicing that she felt something responding inside of her whenever her son was around. Why? She couldn't say. Yet to her, it felt like he was hiding something big from her, at least that's the feeling felt like. Which, as you can imagine, confused her to no end even further.

"What? Can't a boy celebrate the fact that he's got to go on a date with the hot Professor, have dinner with his equally hot mom, tease my grandmother," smiling wickedly at Lucifer, "oh, and I got a date tomorrow night, so it's been a good week," Ira stated, seeing his mother and Alyda blushing as they made room between them. Their hands patting the cushion, telling him to sit. Seeing Alyda smiling flirtatiously at him as she brushed her 42DD right breast against his left arm as he sank down onto her couch.

"Baby," Cora cooed, draping her right leg along her son's as she pushed his arm into the depths of her breasts. "I was thinking tomorrow, we go dancing first, then you and I will have a nice cozy dinner just the two of us, doesn't that sound nice?" she asked, her hand lightly ran down Ira's forearm before her palm rested on the back of his hand, interlocking her fingers with his.

"Sure, Mom, whatever you want," Ira nodded, noting how Lucifer was eyeing his mother. Seeing her shrug when she caught him staring.

"Also, there's something I've been meaning to talk to you about, but I want us to be alone, really alone before I speak about it," Cora said, knowing tomorrow everything was going to come out. How she knew he was an incubus, how she wanted him to join her porn business, to how she wanted to have another baby. His baby.

"Okay," Ira said, trying to hide the worried tone in his voice.

"It's nothing bad, I promise you, just some things that need to come to light," Cora said cryptically.

"Ah," Ira muttered, yet he couldn't shake that feeling something was going to happen.

"Now that you're home, I can really enjoy this movie," Cora said, snuggling up to him as she rested her head on his shoulder. Unaware that less than a foot away from her, Alyda was carrying Ira's baby, nor were the two of them going to bring up that explosive revelation to Cora at that moment.

"What are you playing at, Ira?!" Lucifer huffed low when Cora and Alyda went to get themselves something to drink. Sensing how he's grown in strength since they last saw each other. Feeling his angel on the cusp of a Seraphim class of angel.

"I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Coming in here calling me the Devil," Lucifer said in a little hurt pout.

"Awe, did I upset you, Luci?" Ira asked, seeing how she shyly nodded. "Want me to come over there and kiss it better?" Again, Ira was greeted with a nod. It wasn't until Cora cleared her throat that Lucifer released her hold on Ira's face.

"You're my snuggle bunny tonight, not Mom's?!" Cora huffed as her cheeks puffed out. Ambling over, back to her seat, turning her nose up at her mother, thinking she could steal her Ira for the night. Getting an eye roll from her mother as she turned her attention back to the movie, when in reality, her mind was elsewhere. Trying to figure out what her mother was trying to pull with her involvement with Ira.

"Walk me to the door Ira," Toni said, getting up from her seat once the movie had ended. Making Cora believe she was returning home for the night and not heading back to her throne in Hell. Where matters of her realm needed her attention. "Cora, I'll come by Monday and help you get the papers ready for the insurance company."

"Okay, thanks Mom, don't know what I'd do if you hadn't been so calm about this whole thing," Cora said, smiling sweetly at her mother. Trying not to show that she could see Ira's horns while invisible to them all, she could see their ghostly image. She pondered why that was. When she's never been able to see them before. Trying not to let her eyes bug out when she noted six wings instead of the two she knew of that she had seen the night of their date at the State Fair. How she just wanted to reach out and touch that tail of his before he followed after her mother.

"Watch your mother, somethings off, I don't know what if she's starting to awaken its hiding itself even from my senses. So keep an eye on her; I don't want my sister's laying a hand on her," Lucifer said in a stern grandmotherly voice.

"You sure?" Ira asked, keeping his voice down.

"Somewhat sure, with you and your sister constantly around her, I'm surprised it hasn't already happened given what you are now. The kind of power that you give off isn't something a sleeping angel can ignore," Lucifer stated factually.

"Yeah," Ira sighed, rubbing the back of his head. "So been trying not to drag Mom into this world of ours," he muttered, seeing his grandmother nodding.

"You watch out for her, okay?" Lucifer said, knowing she couldn't make a move on Earth without drawing attention to herself. Smiling into Ira's shoulder as she felt his loving touch on her back as he gently rubbed it as they hugged.

"You got it, Luci," Ira said; if she was on the cusp of awakening, he did hope his mother didn't choose to rise, knowing it would only be in Fourth Heaven that he would ever be able to see her or on Earth. "Tell Anael I said hello, will you?"

"Of course, baby, she does miss you, you know," Lucifer said, affectionately.

"I know; tell her I've had a talk with her sisters. Hopefully, they'll treat her better," Ira said in a fatherly voice, seeing his grandmother's eyes quivering at that.

"I'll tell her; she'll be very happy about that," Lucifer said in a loving tone. "I must go; I'll be seeing you, Suriel Zol," she uttered, winking at him.

"Mmm, I do love watching you leave, Light Bringer," Ira said in a sinful tone as his eyes fell on her backside.

"Ira?! Naughty boy, maybe I should make you hold onto it next time," Lucifer taunted before returning to her realm.

"Oh, that's so going to happen," Ira muttered to no one in particular.

******

Saturday Night...

"Wow, Mom, look at you," Bridgett whistled at how stunning her mother looked in that black dress she was wearing. "Who's your hot date?"

"Not telling," Cora said, smiling into her mirror as she fixed her hair.

"Does he know how hot you look in that?" Bridgett asked, checking out her mother. "If you strike out, can I take a bat at you? I promise you won't leave disappointed."

"Bridgett!" Cora scuffed as she turned towards her daughter. "What's gotten into you lately?!" she asked, knowing she almost sounded like Vikki when she needed to feed.

"What? We're all family here, and it isn't like we both haven't fucked Ira before, so what if I think my mom is looking fucking yummy in that dress. That all I want to do is kneel down, spread her legs, and make her moan on my tongue," Bridgett stated, seeing her mother's face rapidly ripening.

"While I'm flattered, Bridgett, yet tonight my pussy is only for one person," Cora said, yet that didn't stop her body from heating at her daughter's sensuous words. Her body rocked as her daughter hugged her from the side.

"Have fun, tonight Mom; Ira better treat you right," Bridgett whispered into her mother's ear before placing a kiss on her left cheek. Seeing heat flooding her mother's cheeks when she said that. "Hope you enjoy your date night."

"Thanks, honey, so do I," Cora said in a motherly sigh. Taking her daughter by surprise as she kissed Bridgett on the lips.

"Don't tempt me, Mom; I might just have to woo you away from Ira," Bridgett said with a smile on her lips as she walked backwards towards the door.

"Not happening," Cora answered with a confident smirk. Leaning in when she thought she saw her eyes flash gold for a second. Shaking it off, thinking it was her nervousness getting to her about what she and Ira were going to speak about that night. Knowing after this night, there would no longer be any secrets between the two of them, that she would know wholeheartedly what her son has been doing up to this date. She was determined not to be brushed aside when she knew events would lead her son away from her side. Wondering if she could talk her son into turning her so they could always be together. She didn't care where it was. As long as she could be with him, that's all that truly mattered to her.

******

"So, what do you think?" Ira asked as he got dressed in Vikki's room. A room far enough away from his mother's that he knew he could speak freely without his mother overhearing.

"I don't know, Ira?! I've only been like this for like four days now!" Bridgett intoned as she fell backwards onto hers and Vikki's bed.

"I'm not asking your angel side, sis. How did she taste to your demon," Ira said in a pointed tone.

"Oh. Kind of sweet, which is weird. You don't taste sweet," Bridgett said, lifting herself up on her elbows as she peered at him.

"Oh? And what do I taste like?" Ira asked curiously.

"Power. Like I'm kissing a nuclear reactor," Bridgett said factually, with Vikki nodding along.

"Huh. Not something I was expecting to hear."

"Don't take it the wrong way, Ira. It's just when we kiss you; it's not just your power we're tasting; it's everything! It's so fucking addicting!" Vikki said, drooling with Bridgett nodding along.

"So, bro, is those angels," pointing to the ceiling, "really sweet?" Bridgett asked, wondering if she could tempt Fate into tasting one.

"Wouldn't you like to know?" Ira taunted with a coy smile on his lips as he buttoned his shirt.

"Oh, come on, you have to tell us!" Bridgett bemoaned, slapping her hands against her knees.

"Yes, you must; it's not fair you know what an angel tastes like," Vikki said, backing up Bridgett.

"So have you; you've ate grandma out, so what are you complaining about?" Ira asked with an arched eyebrow.

"What?!" Bridgett gasped, seeing Vikki looking away, very red-faced. "What did it taste like?!"

"Sweeter than anything you could imagine," Vikki sighed dreamily.

"Seraphims are sweeter, although I doubt you'll survive their orgasms," Ira stated, noting their slacked jaws.

"You've been..." The palm of her hand smacked her forehead, remembering Azza, "of course, you have. Okay, why do you think we couldn't handle their orgasms?" Bridgett asked, peering up at him.

"One: she would die the moment they had one, well any angel really even the Fallen," pointing at Vikki, "two: Seraphims orgasms are very... explosive," Ira said factually.

"Okay, how explosive are we talking here?" Bridgett asked, curious.

"You know the crater^[19] in Fourth Heaven?" Seeing them nod that they did, "Well, that was caused by Metatron when I made her orgasm," Ira stated in a matter-of-fact manner seeing their jaws just dropping as he said that.

"You're fucking with us, aren't you?!" Bridgett exclaimed.

"Sorry, sis, I'm not, Zophiel's is much stronger than Metatron's, think bigger than this whole city combined there still be room to fit a few dozen towns in the crater she would leave," Ira said, nodding his head when they shot him looks of disbelief. "Trust me, I was there; how do you think Azza was born, hmm?"