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BridgeportChronicles — Succubus Tales Chapter 1-2: Seducing a Meal

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Description     We danced together for about twenty minutes and it was fun. He finished the dance giving me a deep dip and winking at me before pulling me up. Just his charm is making me want to kiss him. However if I did that, I would expose myself and my kind. Tera wouldn’t be happy if I did that. I don’t know what she would do but I don’t really want to test that.     

    “I’ll see you after the set.” Logan said. I was able to get a good look at the color of his eyes. They were blue like mine. I do have to say, those are the kind of eyes any woman could get lost in. Good thing I am a succubus.

    Logan went on stage picked up his guitar and gave a couple of strums to get ready. I didn’t follow him but I did watch him depart and get to the point where he is getting ready. Once their first song for the set started playing, I decided to make my way closer to the stage. As he played with his band, I started to loose myself to dance. I kept my eyes upon Logan while I danced in seductive movements. I was able to tell that he had a hard time focusing as his eyes were on me. He didn’t however become lost in me and let the music suffer. I guess it shows how skilled he is.

    While dancing with Logan on stage, I had my fair share of other men try and come dance with me as they saw that I was alone. I pushed them away and denied them. I had who I wanted to be my prey and he is on stage. After a few times, I kneed one of them in between the legs as he came up and groped my breasts right away. He fell to the ground and wasn’t in the club much longer as the bouncers came up and tossed him out of the club. I could have followed from the shadows and had him for dinner but I had already selected my prey and he is quite the gentleman. Logan smiled at me as it looked like he was going to come to my defense after what that guy did. It made me want him more.

    After an hour, the set was over and I had no one else bother me. Logan put his guitar down and came up right to me and smiled. He put his hands around my waist and I could see what he wanted to do. He wanted to kiss me. Hell he couldn’t resist as he started to lean in to try and attempt to press his lips to mine. I put my finger to his lips and smirked seductively at him.

    “When I give a kiss, I don’t like to share it with the public.” I said softly to him. I would have loved to kiss him there myself. However, I was holding myself back because I still need to isolate him before I can devour him.

    Logan for a moment blinked, thought about it, and smiled. “I understand.” His voice didn’t sound disappointed after I rejected him. “But when we get alone, I do plan on tasting those lovely red lips.”

    “Well then I guess that will have to wait until the end of the night.” I teased as he took his hand into mine.

    “I can wait for that.” He said as he led me to his booth that he and his band had to just rest and enjoy drinks at. At the moment, there was no one there but the table did have a reserved sign on it.

    We sat together on a black leather and I crossed my legs. He sat down on my right side and wrapped his arm around me. I smiled at him as I can feel the warmth of his body heat upon me. My desires and hunger were growing as I felt the urge to just touch him, get him rock hard, and take him inside of me. It was at that point I realize that I was that horny. I wanted sex tonight and Logan will be the one to satisfy that. I just had to put my hand onto his lap and started to rub his leg. I could feel the muscles under his jeans. I could tell Logan works out as he is very tone.

    “So what brings you out to this club all by yourself?” Logan asked. That question broke me out of my personal perversion.

    “Well, my first answer I will give you is that this is my favorite club.” I responded which is very true. I loved coming here to have a good time, to tease people when I’m feeling playful, to enjoy the sounds of music to just relax, to lure in some unsuspecting hot stud to be my prey when I am hungry.

    “Why is that?” Logan asked.

    I smiled and I couldn’t help but start reciting a poem that reflects this club. “You’re going to find this silly but because of the name, The Parlor.” I said as I locked my gaze with his. “This poem being my favorite reason. Come into my parlor said the spider to the fly. Tis the prettiest little parlor that you ever did spy. The way up to my parlor is up a winding stair, and I’ve have many curious things to show you there.”

    He smiled back and moved himself closer. “Oh no, no, said the little fly, to ask me is in vain. For who goes up your winding stair, can never come down again.”

    I was surprised when he recited the poem after me and I think he was too. We started laughing a bit before going back to the poem with me acting as the spider.

    “I'm sure you must be weary, dear, with soaring up so high, Will you rest upon my little bed? Said the Spider to the Fly. There are pretty curtains drawn around; the sheets are fine and thin, and if you like to rest awhile, I'll snugly tuck you in!” I said while I couldn’t help but think about tucking Logan into bed while I ride on top of him for my pleasure and for satisfying my hunger.

    “Oh no, no, said the little fly, for I've often heard it said, they never, never wake again, who sleep upon your bed!” Logan continued in kind. We both laughed at the fun we were having and quickly lost track of time.

    “Oh you are very intelligent to go with your handsome look.” I said to him with a smile.

    “Thank you.” Logan responded with a smile on his face. “But now I can’t help but feel a little selfish.”

    “Oh?” I made that a question as if I didn’t know what Logan was going to ask.

    “Would you like to get out of here so we can get to know each other more privately?”

    I bit my bottom lip to give a pause. His smiling face looking at me as I decide his fate. “Yes.” I responded.

    Logan then took my hand and we both got to our feet. From there we left the club, both of us smiling brightly.


((this image was made for me by I will be looking it over to do some edits. I do welcome comments however on critiques. Right now I just wanted to give you great people a taste of what is to come. Also thanks go out to for helping me out in the editing department.))


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LlmtbLover [2016-06-22 04:47:18 +0000 UTC]

She's giving him enough hints of how he will end up like the fly and he still loves it. Great story thus far..

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BridgeportChronicles In reply to LlmtbLover [2016-06-23 00:55:23 +0000 UTC]

It makes the hunt fun huh.

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LlmtbLover In reply to BridgeportChronicles [2016-06-23 01:11:54 +0000 UTC]

Hehe.. I guess we readers have the luxury knowing her thoughts, so we can't blame him too hard...

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BridgeportChronicles In reply to LlmtbLover [2016-06-23 02:08:36 +0000 UTC]

Yes. It is being done through the eyes and thoughts of Sophia.

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