.. Black as usual," Karen said feigning disappointment.I playfully snapped back at her. "You said yourself that black is mycolor!" "No pun intended, r...ght?" Karen said with sarcasm. "It is true...In every sense..." I said matter-of-factly. "Help a girl out will you?" Iasked. Karen reached into the box and took out the large bra. She made astartling observation. "You got gold fringes also? I always pegged you asa silver girl." "I was going for something a little different this time.Besides, Gold. I said I was a teller of stories, of legends, which is kind of true but not exactly. You see, Harry, I fuck for a living. No, I'm not a hooker. I'm a succubus. Do you know what that is, Harry?" You shake your head. "A succubus is a mythical creature who roams the earth looking for a mate. Not a husband, or a boyfriend, but someone to mate with. And when we find someone, someone like yourself, we take them. We use them up. We fuck them until they are empty."I start grinding on your cock, letting. Jenny wasn’t that kind of person. So, the best I had going for a couple of hours was watching the other guys jockey to check out Kelly’s body from any angle that they could.Around the time we were munching hot dogs and burgers, we heard (to me) a near orgasm-inducing thunder coming from the front of the house. A number of guys followed the sound of the pied-piper. We discovered Jenny’s boyfriend, Kenny, had pulled in driving a 1972 Ford Mustang Mach 1 Cobra Jet. It was dark blue with black. Her breasts were full and round, giving her a pleasant cleavage, her red nipples distinct against the background of her dark blue skin. Her feathery pubic hair was a flaming yellow-orange and her eyes were bright purple. Lines in yellow body paint stood out against her dark skin. “Greetings stranger. From where do you hail?”I remembered reading in Blackwood’s notes that, by a miraculous coincidence, the creatures spoke perfect English. Incredible!“I hail from Earth,” I said.“Earth,” she.