"This story was originally posted by David-Reigns and recorded with their private permission.

Check out the Cheeky Chapters Podcast for a free and immersive audio version. In today's episode Danielle picks up a hitch-hiker.

"Thank you for the ride. Not many women would pick up a hitchhiker--especially a woman your age."

Danielle made a face at the comment. She wasn't young. At 37 years old, she thought she was getting old, in fact. She did look good for her age. She had large breasts, a relatively trim waist considering she was a mother of three teenage boys, thick thighs, and a bubble butt she worked on three times a week when she made it to the gym. Certainly, she looked better than her husband, who had let himself go completely. His sex drive had dwindled years ago, which was fine for Danielle since his sex appeal did too.

"Well, I don't think I would have if you were a man," Danielle replied with a friendly smile. She drove slowly down the highway through the downpour of rain. It was already difficult to see through the thunderstorm, and with night quickly approaching, it would be impossible once dark.

"Funny, I was hoping a man would pick me up," the hitchhiker said. Her alto voice was even and calm.

Danielle raised an eyebrow at her. The woman wore a black spaghetti-strapped top that was soaked and clung to her braless breasts. The short skirt she wore rode up her hips revealing her creamy thighs all the way up to her ass. Her black fishnets and high heels were the final nail in the coffin.

"You aren't, um, working are you? I mean--it's fine if you are its just, um..." Danielle's words trailed off as she became uncomfortable.

The woman giggled, her gold-hooped earrings bouncing as she covered her laughter with a hand. Danielle had to do a double take at her ears as she thought she noticed something odd but couldn't tell. Her black hair draped over her shoulders, covering them.

"I am, but not in the way you are thinking," she said.

"I don't understand."

"That's okay..."

Danielle wasn't scared, but she grew increasingly uneasy with this hitchhiker she rode with.

"I'm sorry, I never introduced myself. I'm Danielle."

"I know," the woman replied, looking out the window.

"And your name?"

"Azrael," she said, turning to face her. The woman's eyes seemed to morph from ocean blue night black and then fiery red in an instant. The sight startled me and the car began to shake as she swerved off the road and onto the rumble strip along the shoulder.

"Oh!" she yelped and righted the vehicle into the lane. "S-Sorry, it, um, it's getting too dark out. And with this rain, um, I'm going to pull into the next rest stop."

"Sure, Danielle," Azrael said, her voice as smooth as silk. "Let's do that."

From the corner of Danielle’s vision, she saw Azrael tuck her raven hair behind her ear and couldn’t help but look. To her shock, she saw not a human ear but one closer to that of an elf from a fantasy movie. Round and delicate at the bottom, but a sharp, tall point at the top. Several piercings dotted the ear, traveling all the way to the top.

Something happened though the minute Danielle laid eyes on this strange woman’s ear. A warmth struck her sex like a slap and began to grow. She adjusted in her seat as she saw a sign for an upcoming exit, but the warmth grew hotter and permeated throughout her body.

“I’ll, um,” Danielle cleared her throat, “I’ll take this exit.”

“This will do,” Azrael said without looking at her. Danielle was thankful for that because she could hardly sit still.

Clenching her ass cheeks and loosening them, her hips tingled. Her breasts felt like lines of electricity traveled around the curves straight to her nipples.

Danielle took the exit and fought to keep her eyes from rolling backward at the intense pleasure building inside her.

“Oh, Christ…” she whispered breathlessly.

“Did you say something?” Azrael asked. A coy smile was on her lips.

“N-No,” was all Danielle could respond with as she struggled to keep the car straight and pulled into the rest stop parking lot. Sheets of water covered her windshield, making it difficult to see. She chose the first spot she came to ensure she didn’t crash. “S-Sorry. Something is, I don’t know—Mmm!”

Without warning, Azrael moved across the center counsel and kissed Danielle like she had never been kissed. Azrael’s hand gripped her face by the cheeks as her tongue pushed deeper into her mouth. By the time Danielle realized what was happening, Azrael had crossed over to the driver’s side of the vehicle and mounted her.

“Mmmm—gahmmmm! What are you doing?” Danielle demanded after several seconds of making out.

Azrael pushed her lips down Danielle’s neck and behind her ear, making the warmth travel up from her body to her throat. Her cheeks became flush, and a sudden wave of vertigo overcame her despite her still sitting down.

“What does it look like I’m doing?” Azrael asked. Her voice was as devious as anything Danielle had ever heard. The young woman made an exaggerated effort to sniff Danielle’s chest all the way up to her throat and behind her neck. “Mmmm… I can smell you oozing between your thighs.”

“What? No, I’m not—” Danielle shook her head and turned away from Azrael’s kisses. The hitchhiker only responded with a giggle of delight, like she was reveling in the defiance.

“I can taste you in the air…” she purred and planted passionate kisses on the mother’s throat beneath her chin. “What has it been? Fourteen days, seven hours since your last orgasm…”

“How did you—I mean, what are you—don’t—” Danielle tried to resist, but the flood of euphoria was turning her face red.

Azrael licked up to her opposite ear and sucked on it. “A year and seven months since you had a cock in you… God, I don’t know how you mortals do it. I can barely stand to go a day without a proper fuck. No wonder I’m drawn to you.”

Azrael lowered the back of the driver’s seat so Danielle could lie down when she felt the first touch between her legs. She was on her way home from work, so she still wore her black skirt and white blouse—modest work attire—and yet, Azrael must have managed to slit a hand up her skirt and was rubbing circles on her clit through her panties.

“No, I’m not—I’m not—Oh, God, but I’m not a lesbian… shit,” Danielle cursed as the building pressure she felt between her thighs could only mean one thing. “Oh my god… oh fuck! Wait, wait, wait—oh god!”

Danielle’s eyes rolled backward as a convulsion came over her body. Her thighs went wide as a spurt of juices exploded from her pussy lips, drenching her panties. Oh fuck, I haven’t squirted in years! The orgasm was so sudden and powerful that the mother of three couldn’t recall where she was or who she was with for several minutes afterward.

It was only when she realized her panties were being pealed to the side and her slit was being fingered again did she open her eyes. Azrael’s face hovered inches over Danielle’s, and she looked hungry. It was as if Azrael was swallowing every sound and expression Danielle made and loving it. Azrael’s hands groped both of Danielle’s breasts. In the chaos of everything, her blouse had been ripped open.

Oh god, what is happening to me? I’m basically naked in my car in the middle of a rest stop being ravaged by this… woman?

“I am not a woman,” Azrael replied as if she could hear her thoughts.

“What? What does—oh god, I can’t focus when you rub my clit like that. Fuck—oh god…”

“Do you like that? Mmm, you sound like you’d make such a good slut if you just allowed yourself to be who you are,” Azrael moaned as she pinched both of her nipples while circling her clit. “I bet this pussy could swallow so much cum.”

“What? No, I—” Danielle started but a sudden realization struck her and sent her heart hammer in her chest before her mind even understood what was going on.

Danielle looked down and saw both of Azrael’s hands groping her breasts, her fingers pinched and pulled on her motherly nipples. And yet, Danielle felt the circular pressure rubbing on her clit—How?

The devious smile grew on Azrael’s lips as she followed the woman’s train of thoughts. Suddenly the rubbing stopped and a rope like thing curled and appeared over Azrael’s shoulder.

Shock and horror sprouted on Danielle’s face as she tried uselessly to scoot back in her chair.

Oh my god! She—she has a tail! She has a tail! Her tail has been fingering me!

Azrael leaned back on her knees as she allowed a sharp giggle to bounce from her lips. Clearly, she was enjoying every minute of this.

“What is that? W-What are you?” Danielle stuttered as she lay frozen and terrified.

“I am… lust given form,” Azrael said as her hands pulled her black hair back into a messy bun, giving full view to her elvish ears. At Danielle’s angle and Azrael’s wide smile, she could see pointed teeth near the back of Azrael’s mouth that instilled an icy fear. “Relax, my child. I’m no danger to you… and I am a pure woman in every way that matters to you…”

The tip of her tail looped under her arm, and the leaf-shaped tip ran down the center of Azrael’s shirt, slicing it in half and letting it fall from her body. Her perfectly sculpted breasts swayed over Danielle as Azrael’s hands returned to Danielle’s breasts. Danielle was in the middle of imagining how sharp her tail was to do that and how quickly this—thing could cut her to bits when a dizzying spell of arousal struck her for a second time, clearing her thoughts.

“Relax…” Azrael commanded as the massage of Danielle’s motherly breasts grew deeper, and the intoxicating feeling turned the woman drunk with pleasure.

“I don’t understand… what’s… happening… Oh my god…”

“Does this feel good?” Azrael asked.

“Yes…” she gasped and heard a tearing sound.

“Do you want more?”

Azrael’s lips closed gently around her nipple, and it felt as though she had leaped from a skyscraper. Her nipple’s had always been so sensitive.

“Oh, god, yes!” she moaned, and there was a pull at her shoulders.

Azrael switched her lips to the other nipple and moved to the side so that she could slip her hand between Danielle’s thighs. Her fingers quickly found her moist, bulging clit and made fast, soft circles on it.

“Oh, fuuck!” Danielle sang as she arched her back. She glanced down and realized at that moment that she was completely naked. Her blouse, skirt, and panties had each been shredded and pulled from her body by Azrael’s tail without her even noticing. Whatever wonder and fear swirled inside of her, it paled in comparison to the building pleasure that grew like a house of cards in her chest. “Oh, god—oh, god. Oh, fuck!”

Azrael pricked Danielle’s nipples with the tips of her pointed teeth as her fingers circled her clit like she was casting a spell.

“Jesus, fuck—Yes! I’m cum—I’m gonna cum!” Danielle stuttered as her body convulsed.

A blur of motion caught her attention through Danielle’s squinted eyes, and suddenly, Azrael was no longer lying on her but scrunched on the floorboards beneath the steering wheel. Her tongue shoved inside Danielle’s pussy as her lips mouthed her clit.

“Fuckkk mee!” Danielle cried as the orgasm came. She felt the immense pressure build and release as she squirted onto Azrael’s tongue, lips, and mouth.

Refusing to relent, Azrael’s mouth slid up the mother’s slippery slit up to her bulging clit, and her lips wrapped around it with an intensity that came close to knocking Danielle unconscious.

“Ahhh ahhh—fuck, I can’t—shit! Azrael, Azrael!” Danielle panicked as she grabbed at the center counsel and palmed the cold glass of the window. “Oh my god, I can’t stop—I’m cumming—again, Jesus Christ! Ahhhhhh!”

Her high-pitched scream filled the vehicle and would have reached the breadth of the parking lot had the storm not drowned it out. Arching her back into an ‘n’, Danielle felt Azrael’s lips suck her clit as her tongue vibrated back and forth with an inhuman level of precision and speed.

“Uuuugghhhhhh god, yes!” Danielle moaned, and her hands smacked down on Azrael’s head, clamping her mouth to her sex.

The gushing explosion soaked the creature that devoured her, splattering Danielle’s juices down her breasts.

When the orgasm finally passed, Danielle collapsed back to the driver’s seat as if a demon had just been exercised from her body. Every limb was sore and felt as though it weighed a hundred pounds. Her mind wandered the chasm between confusion and ecstasy as she panted to catch her breath.

“Mmmm… You mortal women taste every bit as yummy as you smell,” Azrael hummed between licks. Her tongue made long, dog-like laps of Danielle’s pussy, crotch, and inner thighs, devouring every drop of her juices. “I should keep you as my pet. You could be my dessert I use to wash down the semen I swallow each night.”

Azrael slowly and methodically climbed back on top of Danielle, but moved more like a predator would crawling over its prey. She straddled her left leg nearest the door as she hovered her nose over Danielle’s navel and breasts, taking in her odor.

“Would you like that? You could be a succubus’ very own mature slut,” Azrael giggled with a wicked smile, revealing her sharp incisors. “You’d spend your mornings, days, and nights lost in never-ending orgasms of my makings.” Azrael’s eyes lit up with an idea, “Oh, I could have my mates breed you. Fill you up with milky sperm for me to lick out of you like caviar from a spoon.”

Danielle felt her hands felt Azrael’s sharp fingernails traversing her belly and breasts. They explored and teased as much as they made her nervous from their sharpness.

“I don’t… um… know…” was all she could say between breaths. Her thoughts turned the word over in her mind.

Succubus…

“You don’t know…” Azrael said seductively as she chewed on the corner of her lip.

Leaning forward, Azrael stuck out her tongue as she slowly slipped it inside Danielle’s mouth. They kissed deeply and passionately for several minutes as Azrael hummed a note of approval. The kiss changed, though, and felt different all of a sudden. Danielle’s right leg, the one nearest the center counsel, began to rise despite it feeling heavy to her.

I don’t understand… I don’t understand any of this…

When Azrael broke from the kiss, she raised up far enough for Danielle to see her tongue. It wasn’t normal like it had been minutes prior. It danced slowly up and down for her like Azrael was showing it off. The middle was split, and the two sides appeared to move almost independently. Azrael beamed a smile at Danielle’s concerned eyes as she continued to lean back, allowing Danielle to see Azrael’s tail had lightly coiled around Danielle’s right thigh and lifted her leg in the air so gently, it felt as though it rested on a cloud of pillows.

“What’s happening?” was the only words Danielle could find at that moment.

Azrael slid her hips forward on Danielle’s left thigh, she still mounted, and she lifted her short black skirt as she lined her pussy lips up with Danielle’s.

“I want to feel you,” Azrael gasped as she circled her moist pussy lips on Danielle’s sex. “I want to feel all of you.”

“Oh, my god—I don’t think—shit…” Danielle began to breathe heavier, and the friction between them grew. “I don’t think I can handle another—Mmmm fuck!”

Azrael bit her lower lip as she worked her hips in a circle like she wore a hoola-hoop. The moisture quickly grew between their pussies until the car filled with the wet sounds of the bodies grinding on one another. Azrael’s hands scooped up Danielle’s breasts, squeezing and pinching her nipples.

“Yes, mortal. You feel like silk on my sex. You will be my slut. My whore…” Azrael groaned as her hips moved faster.

“Jesus…” Danielle whined as thunder growled overhead. “Oh, my god… oh, my god…”

With no strength left in her body, Danielle felt like a piece of meat. Like she was a fuck doll being used. Looking up at the creature that had its way with her, she watched as Azrael’s breasts bounced together and swayed with a crack of lightning flashing in the sky behind her. Her split tongue licked at her lips as her tail raised Danielle’s leg several more inches.

“Oh, fuck me… oh, fuck me… oh, fuck me!” Danielle moaned louder with each word. Azrael’s tail had Danielle nearly doing the splits now as her right foot touched the headrest for the passenger seat. Every swirl of Azrael’s hips ground Danielle’s throbbing clit against Azrael’s clit for a wave of pleasure. “Take me…”

Between panting breaths, Azrael said, “Say it again.”

“Take me—oh gah,” Danielle squealed as the pleasure built like a lava chamber in a volcano just before the eruption. “Oh, god. Please take me.”

Breathing through her mouth, Azrael wore an evil smile as she tongued her sharp teeth. “Say it again, louder, my slut!”

“take—Ahh fuck!” Danielle tried to speak, but the constant rotation of pleasure was becoming too much. “Take me, please! Take me! I want—I want to be yours. I—I want to be your slut—Yes!”

“Oh yes, my whore,” Azrael groaned, closing her eyes. Her hips ground faster and harder into Danielle, making the entire car begin to shake. “I can feel your release. I feel your acceptance. Are you my whore?”

“Fuck, fuck, fuck—yes! I’m your whore… I’m your whore… I’m your whore—Jesus Christ, I’m so close!” Danielle gasped. Her breasts bounced from her chest up to her chin and back down as the patter of hard rain droplets thundered on the car.

Azrael clenched her teeth as she glared down at Danielle with relentless focus. Her sopping wet pussy rubbed furiously on Danielle’s sex as her tail forced her legs as wide as they could go. She brought her hands up to Azrael’s breasts and allowed Danielle to squeeze them.

“Az—Azrael… Azrael…” Danielle whimpered with her doe eyes begging, looking up helplessly at the unstoppable succubus tribbing against her pussy. “Oh my god—Azrael!”

Danielle’s body went rigid, and panic set in. She couldn’t speak, she couldn’t scream, she couldn’t breathe. For what felt like a lifetime, Danielle was stuck in a state of extreme pleasure, as the agonizing orgasm would peak forever, and she would never be able to exist outside of it. The pleasure was maddening, and just when she thought she couldn’t take another second—

“Oh my fucking God!!!!” Danielle cried out as she convulsed. The orgasm overtook her like nothing else. The splash of juices soaked both of their hips and the floorboard of the vehicle. But just when Danielle was finally coming down from her high, she was given no time to relax.

The wife and mother of three were sent in a sudden panic as Azrael quickly scurried up her body and mounted her dripping pussy lips onto Danielle’s face. Sitting her slit on Danielle’s mouth, Azrael forced her tongue deep inside her pussy. Tasting the electric taste of pussy juices for the first time, Danielle was beside herself.

Lapping her tongue as deep as she could, Danielle moaned and swallowed and tasted all she could while buried between her thighs, and still, it wasn’t enough. Azrael gripped a fistful of Danielle’s dirty blonde hair and pressed her face deeper into her cunt.

“Yes, slut, eat it! Eat me out!” Azrael moaned. The pitch of her voice rose by the second. “Fucking lick that pussy, you fucking bitch! Ahhhh!”

When Azrael’s thighs clamped down on Danielle’s face, there was a brief moment that she didn’t think she would survive, but still she lapped her pussy. Danielle squeezed Azrael’s ass cheeks as Azrael let loose a powerful orgasm, drowning Danielle in a squirt of juices that tasted like euphoria.

“Oh, good girl… That’s my good girl… That’s it…” Azrael panted as she slowly worked her body down Danielle’s. Her tail whipped happily about overhead as Azrael rested her head on Danielle’s right breast like it was a pillow.

Minutes passed, and to Danielle’s surprise, the more she became in control of her thoughts and faculties, the less she questioned the unbelievable impossibilities she faced. She didn’t understand it, but she completely accepted this succubus on top of her. She knew nothing about her, and yet she was prepared to follow her to the end of the Earth.

Distant thunder growled, and the rain let up to just a drizzle. Azrael sat up and spied on the other cars parked at the rest stop. When she moved to open the door, Danielle panicked.

“Where are you going? Should I come, too, Mistress?” Danielle blinked, wondering where that title came from and why it fell from her lips so easily.

Azrael sprouted a crooked smile, looking down on her. Cupping Danielle’s cheek, she kissed her deep and long. Danielle felt her split tongue rubbing across her tongue before breaking the kiss.

“Go home, my dear,” Azrael commanded. “Collect as my cum for me as you can. I will send for you.”

“Yes, mistress,” Danielle said.

Azrael opened the door and stepped outside. Her tail slipped under the short skirt she wore and wrapped around her waist. Undoing her raven hair from its bun, she let her ears disappear in it. Walking topless through the still-trickling rain, Azrael approached a pickup truck parked two spaces over. The window rolled down, and the man inside spoke to her for several seconds before Azrael opened the door and hopped inside his truck.

Danielle waited for the truck to pull off before she readied to drive home. It was dark, still raining, and her clothes were ripped away, leaving her completely naked, but that was okay.

I have a mission to fulfill for my mistress…