Summoning my Succubus Mother Ch. 02

She wasn't a very popular professor, but she had tenure.

"I hope something of what we talked about sunk in," she said. "Remember, that no matter how damning a problem is, how daunting it seems and impossible to defeat, if you don't give up, you just might find its Achilles's heel and defeat it." She glanced at the clock. "Finish reading the poem and we'll talk about the fall of Troy and get set to start reading the Aeneid next. Henry, if you could stay back, I want to talk to you."

"Me?" I asked.

The other girls all gave me commiserating looks. They all stood up and slouched away, throwing me beseeching glances. Especially Tonya who seemed to think I would defy the professor and run after her because of her beauty.

"Eh, what's wrong, Mrs. Hemlock?" I asked as I slowly gathered up my things. The others were filing out. She stood by the door, holding it, ushering them out.

She answered with a polite smile then glanced over at Tonya. "Go. You can bat your wiles at him during lunch or something. You have class."

"But--" Tonya started to say only to have Mrs. Hemlock close the door in her face.

"Is everything okay?" she asked, a click coming from the door. Had she just locked it?

"Uh, yeah?" I asked, confused.

"Were they picking on you?" she asked. "Because it seemed like they were all pretending to be into you. And, well, that does seem unusual, doesn't it?"

"Yeah," I said. "It's probably..." I swallowed. It had to be my mom. Maybe I was covered in succubus pheromones or something. She had put my cock away wet. I breathed in and could just smell her spicy musk now that I was away from all that overpowering perfume.

"Probably what?" she asked and leaned against the front of her desk, staring at me. "If something is going on in your life, you can tell me, Henry. Because that was weird. Something is going on."

"I... well... Just things are strange at home."

"Oh?" She grabbed my hand and pulled me to her. "Strange, how?"

I swallowed at how close I was to her.

She had this bold gleam in her blue eyes. They were so similar to my mother's. Her blonde hair spilled around her lush face. She was beautiful, not the unearthly perfection of my mom, but still enough to make me nervous.

A faint perfume rose around her. Flowery but subtle.

My cock throbbed. I was growing hard being this close to her. She stared into my eyes, her head cocking. "Well, well, that is interesting." She smiled. "I always thought there was something different about you, Henry."

"Uh..." I swallowed. "What are you talking about."

"That you're a handsome, young man." She smiled. "You've lost your virginity. Mmm, I can see the confidence in you. Do you know how much that turns a woman on? Confidence?"

"No, no, it's probably--"

"On your knees, Henry!" Her words cracked like a whip, her eyes boring hard into me.

I yelped and fell to my knees. I swallowed, so shocked to have her be so dominating. Whatever my mother had done to me was now affecting my professor. Only she wasn't a schoolgirl playing at being a woman, she was a mature MILF who knew what she wanted. She had confidence, too. None of those girls would have the guts to do this, but Mrs. Hemlock...

She started dragging up her skirt. "Mmm, you make teaching such an exciting delight. You were watching me the whole time. Your eyes on me. Absorbing the information. That sort of attention deserves a reward, don't you think."

"I... Well...." My cheeks burned. My dick throbbed. "Y-you're married."

"Mmm, we don't need to worry about Luke. He's not here, but you..." Her skirt rose higher revealing that she didn't wear pantyhose but thigh-high stockings. Black garters held the day nylons up. I swallowed, a tangy scent filling my nose.

Her pussy.

"You're here, Henry," she moaned, her skirt rising higher. She had a beauty mark on her inner, right thigh right beneath...

Her pussy.

She had no panties on beneath her skirt. Her blonde bush dripped with cream. The folds of her pussy peeked through. I groaned at the sight, shocked that this was happening. Her hand grabbed the back of my head, holding a fistful of my black hair.

She yanked me foreword, burying my face into her cunt. I was helpless to fight against her. The curls of her bush and the wet kiss of her married pussy were too much for any boy to resist. I licked her pussy like I had my mother's last night.

Mrs. Hemlock moaned. Her back arched. Her boobs jiggled. She groaned, her head throwing back. She shuddered, holding my head to her cunt. She ground my face into her twat, her silky curls rubbing on my face.

"That's it," she moaned. "Enjoy your reward."

My reward? It seemed like she was the one being rewarded as she rubbed my face into her cunt. But I couldn't resist.

I licked her.

My tongue fluttered through her folds, stroking her pussy lips and drinking her tangy juices. She groaned, her boobs jiggling in her scoop-neck blouse. The stretchy purple clung to those boobs. She had to be wearing a bra. She couldn't have gravity-defying boobs like my mother. Mrs. Hemlock wasn't a succubus.

Right?

My tongue danced through her folds. I licked and lapped at her with hunger. My tongue darted around in her folds as she groaned. Her juices spilled over my chin and ran down to my throat. I groaned, my dick throbbed in my pants.

"That's it," she groaned. "Mmm, yes, yes, Henry. Ooh, you're enjoying my married pussy. Yes, yes. Just keep that tongue in me. Oh, that's it. That's wonderful."

"Mrs. Hemlock," I moaned into her cunt, my cock so hard.

I fluttered my tongue around in her pussy. I licked and lapped at her with hunger. My tongue swirled about in her snatch. She moaned, her twat squeezing about my tongue. Her juices grew hotter and hotter.

Then I flicked to her clit. I brushed her bud. The married teacher moaned. Her boobs heaved beneath her blouse. She shuddered and then grabbed her blouse. She drew it up her flat belly. The cups of a black bra appeared clinging to her large breasts. She threw off her top as she whimpered and moaned, her juices spilling over my chin.

"That's it," she panted, her hands playing around with the front of her bra. Then the cups sprang apart and her tits spilled out. They were heavy and full, her nipples dark red. She pinched them. "Mmm, Henry, yes, yes, make me cum and enjoy your reward for being such an attentive student."

I sucked on her clit, her boobs jiggling and swaying. She tossed her head from side to side, her hot cunt grinding on my lips. I lost her bud, just kissing at her folds. Then I licked to that pearl and nibbled on it with my lips.

Her boobs stretched as she twisted her nipples. She pinched and tweeked them, her eyes squeezing shut. I nursed on her, my cock so hard. I wanted to make her cum. To explode. It would be amazing."

"Yes, yes, yes," she gasped. "Oh, Henry. That's it. That's it! Fuck, that's good! Yes!"

Her body bucked. Her tangy juices gushed out into my mouth.

I drank them down. I shuddered as she climaxed. Her moans echoed through the air, resounding around the room. Her body quivered. Her hands released her tits and planted them onto her desk. She arched her back, her blonde hair flying.

"That's amazing! Henry! Henry! That's it! Oh, that reward!"

I gulped down her tangy juices, reveling in the flavor of her married pussy. She groaned, her head tossing from side to side. Her boobs smacked together. She shuddered a final time. Then she panted, her breasts rising and falling.

"Oh, Henry," she groaned. "Mmm, now it's time for my reward."

"Your reward?" I panted.

"Sucking your cock," she said. She grabbed her purse and thrust her hand in. "Stand up and take off your pants. Let me see that dick I get to worship."

"Uh..." How was getting blown not my reward?

But I stood and undid my jeans. I was supposed to be in my computer class right now, but this was so much better. Mrs. Hemlock was so hot. Her blue eyes sparkled as she watched me shove down my pants and my underwear.

My sticky cock popped out. My mother's juices still hadn't fully dried on me. Mrs. Hemlock breathed in and groaned with delight. Then she fell to her knees before me, her left hand sliding out of the purse balled up in a fist. Her right hand grabbed my dick.

"My god, you have a huge dick," she said in awe. "This is magnificent.

"Yeah, but what did you get out of your--"

She sucked my cock into her mouth.

"Mrs. Hemlock!"

The feel of her lips around my cock sent a powerful surge of pleasure through my body. She nursed on me with hunger, suckling on my cock with such passion. I groaned, savoring how amazing that felt. My entire body shook from the force of her hungry mouth.

I shuddered from the incredible feel of her blowjob. Mrs. Hemlock's bold, blue eyes stared up at me with hunger. She bobbed her mouth, working her lips up and down my dick. I groaned, my cock throbbing.

"Shit," I groaned. "I can't believe this is happening."

She just winked at me.

"Damn," I groaned, loving the feel of her mouth.

She didn't have my mother's prehensile tongue, but it still felt incredible having Mrs. Hemlock blowing me. I groaned at that hot mouth working up and down my dick. Her wedding ring flashed on her right hand, a ruby instead of a diamond.

I groaned, closing my eyes as she blew me with hunger. My eyes squeezed shut as I enjoyed the heat of her mouth. She suckled on me with hunger. I loved this wonderful experience. I groaned, my heart pounding fast. The pleasure swept over me.

My balls tightened. Her every suckle brought me closer and closer to blowing. I wanted to savor this longer, but it was so hot that she was sucking my mother's succubal juices off my dick. Mrs. Hemlock's warm, wet mouth created such suction.

"Damn!" I moaned.

She bobbed her head faster.

"Mrs. Hemlock!"

She swirled her tongue around my shaft. My crown. She was skilled at blowing me. She might not be a succubus, but she was a MILF. My MILF-teacher. This was every boys' fantasy who took her class.

And I was enjoying her.

Damn.

My balls tightened as she suckled harder. The skill and suction of her mouth were incredible. I groaned, my heart racing. The ache to cum swelled at the tip of my dick. I groaned, the moment hurtling closer and closer.

Mrs. Hemlock nursed on me with passion. She wanted my cum firing into her mouth. She ached to have my spunk flooding her lips. She would gulp it all down. It would be incredible. My entire body trembled. This was it. I was about to erupt.

"I'm going to cum!" I moaned as she nursed on me. Her tongue swirled around the crown. "Fuck!"

I erupted.

My cum fired into her mouth. She groaned, sliding her lips up my dick. My cum splashed against the back of her throat and then she popped her mouth off. I splashed her face with my cum, coating her lips in it.

Her left hand shot up and placed a vial, like we used in my chemistry class, against my dick. My cock spurted my pearly spunk into it, filling it up as my orgasm burned through me. I shuddered, confused at what she was doing. When it was half full, she yanked it away, and then I spurted more cum that splashed onto her tits.

My orgasm hit its peak as she caped the vial and stood up. "Mmm, my reward."

"What?" I panted as she slid that into her purse. She then sat on her desk, her leg spread wide. She scooped up the cum on her tits and brought it to her lips. "Why did you keep it?"

"I love cum," she said then sucked her fingers clean. She stared at me, jizz running down her face and neck. Her eyes were on my cock. She popped her fingers out of her mouth. "And still hard. Mmm, that dick is huge. Fuck me, Henry."

My cock throbbed. "But, you--"

"Fuck me right now!"

Her words cracked into me. Then I was throwing myself on her, aching to ram my dick into her cunt. She fell back onto her elbows, her boobs jiggling. Her thighs wrapped around me as I pressed my cock into her married pussy, aching to be in her.

I thrust into her tight cunt. She gasped, her eyes widening. Her pussy clenched down on my dick as I slammed to the hilt in her. A look of pure, abject joy crossed her face. She shuddered, her cunt squeezing about my dick.

"Oh, my god, Henry," she moaned. "Ooh, that is a dick. Yes, yes, that is an amazing cock. You're huge, Henry."

"Really?" I groaned, her pussy so hot and juicy around my dick.

"God, yes!" she moaned. "I've never... Damn! Fuck me with your big dick! Pound my cunt with that huge cock and make me cum!"

"Yes, Mrs. Hemlock!" I groaned, eager to obey now that I was in her tight, married cunt.

I drew back my hips and realized I was fucking my teacher. I thrust back into her cunt, watching her cum-splattered face twist with delight while her big boobs heaved. Her pussy held me tight. She gripped me as I thrust away at her. I fucked into her hard and fast.

I buried to the hilt in her, loving how amazing it was to have her twat wrapped around me. I groaned as I thrust into her snatch. I buried over and over into her cunt, loving the way her twat held me. It was fantastic to feel. To experience. I groaned, savoring that wonderful passion.

"Oh, my god," she moaned. "Oh, Henry, this cock!"

I loved her words. This wasn't my mom. This wasn't incest. This was... more normal. I shuddered, savoring the pleasure of her pussy. How she squeezed about me. She only wanted me because of my mother, but it still felt incredible to hear her moan and gasp.

I bet Mom was at home just loving that I was fucking my professor. She probably set me up deliberately, soaking me in her pussy cream so every girl and woman at my college would want to fuck me.

And... I liked that. I'd have to thank my mommy-succubus for this.

I thrust hard into Mrs. Hemlock's cunt. Her thighs held me tight. She squeezed me as I drilled into her cunt. Her boobs jiggled, some of my cum gleaming on their creamy surface. Her expression twisted, my jizz drying on her features.

I coated her like a whore. I spurted my jizz all over her face. It had felt incredible to do, too. Just amazing to bathe her in my spunk. I groaned, the pleasure rippling through my body with every thrust into her pussy.

Her married cunt.

My teacher moaned, her boobs heaving as I rammed into her. She scrunched up her jizz coated face, pleasure crossing her as my big dick drove into her cunt, bringing her closer and closer to cumming.

To exploding.

I would make my teacher detonate. She would burst with rapture. I shuddered, thrusting into her hard and fast. She groaned, clamping down her cunt on my dick. The pleasure was exquisite. I groaned, loving the feel of her cunt squeezing about me.

"Yes, yes, yes!" I moaned, driving my dick to the hilt in her snatch. "Damn, Mrs. Hemlock."

"God, pound my cunt," she moaned. "Pound me with that big dick and make me explode. Yes, yes, we deserve this reward, don't we?"

"Yes, Mrs. Hemlock!" I groaned, drilling my cock hard into her snatch.

My balls, smacking into her taint, brimmed with all the cum that would explode out of me. I would fire so much jizz into her. I would flood her with all the spunk I had in me. She squeezed her cunt down around my cock, holding me tight.

Every thrust brought me closer and closer to cumming. The ache swelled at the tip of my cock. The explosive release that would have my cum spurting into her cunt. I would flood her with everything I had. I groaned, burying hard into her. Fast. I plunged to the hilt in her again and again, savoring the wonderful passion of her pussy squeezing about my dick.

"Yes, yes, yes!" I groaned, burying hard into her. "Oh, that's amazing. That pussy."

It felt so awesome. I groaned, thrusting hard into her snatch. I fucked her with passion. I buried to the hilt in her again and again. I groaned, my face contorting as I rammed to the hilt in her cunt. I buried so deep and hard into her pussy.

"Oh, Henry, yes!" she moaned. Her pussy clamped down on my cock. "That's it. That's so good. Yes!"

Her pussy went wild around my dick. She convulsed and spasmed. The heat rushed through me. I groaned and plunged to the hilt in her cunt. The pleasure shot through me. It was awesome. I groaned and then I erupted.

"Mrs. Hemlock!"

"Yes, yes, spurt that cum in me!"

My dick unloaded my jizz into her writhing cunt. Her pussy rippled around me, milking me as I fired blast after blast of my cum into her. I soaked her with my jizz. The pleasure spilled through me. Stars burst across my vision.

Her twat spasmed harder. Her married pussy sucked at my erupting dick. My mind drank in the rapture erupting from my cock. I groaned, pumping every drop of spunk I had into her cunt. I hit the peak.

"Fuck!" I groaned. "Oh, damn, Mrs. Hemlock."

"Mmm, yes," she purred, her blue eyes squeezing shut. "Such virile power. Oh, that's wonderful, Henry. Ooh, you can slide out of me now."

"What?"

"Slide your cock out of my pussy and pull up your pants." She sucked in a few deep breaths. "You have to get to your class."

"Oh, yeah, right," I said, blinking at the abrupt dismissal.

I slid out of her pussy. I swallowed, watching my cum bubbling out of her pussy and coating her blonde curls. I sucked in a deep breath, my heart pounding in my chest. That had been an amazing orgasm I had.

"I suppose you'll need a note," she said. "Whose your next professor?"

"Mr. Fossiker," I panted.

"That old prune," she muttered. She grabbed a small note pad on the desk and scrawled on it, crossing her naked thighs, her big tits heaving.

I pulled up my pants. She shoved the note into my hand as I finished and pointed to the door. Panting and feeling great from my orgasms, I headed to the door. When I tested it, I heard the lock click. It could be opened from the inside not the outside. I stepped out of it, glancing at the note.

Then my phone beeped in my pocket. I pulled it out and saw a text message. "Someone got lucky. Enjoy school. I want details!"

Yeah, my mom definitely set me up. Having a succubus for a mother was going to be interesting. What would the rest of my school day be like?

To be continued...