Stories From Celeste: The Seductress
A nameless story with no specific time stamp is about Celeste, the god of lust, indulging his succubus side with a human male. If you're not familiar with my "Celeste Series," here's some background: Celeste is a deity who requires sexual energy from humans every 30 days; he refers to himself as a succubus as he can alter his body to fit any gender or combination thereof to satiate his lovers. This 10-part series provides more information about him.
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Celeste strolled confidently into the hotel bar, maintaining his composure while swishing his locks away from his shoulder. He sported a navy velvet suit. Aside from the convention taking place there, he didn't care about the lectures, demos, or networking.
He noticed a handsome man at the bar, drinking alone from a short glass of dark liquid. He rocked a black suit, having removed the jacket. With his slicked-back dark hair and a fade on the side, he reminded Celeste of Lawrence.
Celeste approached and, upon noticing him, the man reacted with a wide-eyed surprise followed by a cloaked examination of Celeste's frame. Celeste met his gaze and offered a small smirk. He inquired, "Are you here for the convention?"
"Absolutely," the man acknowledged.
Celeste chuckled. The man shifted his glance quickly away but not before briefly glancing down at Celeste's form. Attracted, he attempted to conceal his gaze and said, "It's been here three days, and it's as boring as you're imagining."
Celeste appreciated the flushed response. He played up his desirability by standing close, displaying his curves and refined suit. He introduced himself, "I'm Celeste."
The man flinched at the name, mumbling barely audibly, "Huh, yes."
Celeste found the bashful demeanor appealing. After a brief pause, he asked, "So, what corporation are you with?"
"Uh...not one," Celeste answered casually. He lowered his voice, "I'm just here for the dick."
Bradley gasped on his drink and looked up wide-eyed. Apparently startled, he declared, "I mean, not you!"
Celeste tilted his head and smiled, "Really? I could find someone more open to my charms."
Obviously embarrassed by his outburst, Bradley took one last sip. He then stood and said, "What a nice day it's been!" He sounded a bit strange but rallied to offer a friendly demeanor.
Celeste grinned, flashing a wicked smile, and turned around, gesturing grandly, "I didn't lie, and I heard you, loud and clear!" He gestured to Bradley's drink.
The man blinked, confused, and stared at his drink. Celeste regarded him in the mirror, catching his amorous look. The gaze swept over every inch. When he caught Bradley's eye again, a vaguely flirty smile crossed Celeste's lips.
Bradley swallowed hard, whispering hoarsely, "I...I think I may have been..." An awkward chuckle escaped him, "overly defensive."
Celeste maintained a detached insouciance as he raised his martini for another sip. The air buzzed with unspoken desire. Finally, Bradley whispered, "I might need a refill." He pointed to his drink.
Celeste complied, requesting one for himself as well. As the bartender began pouring, he backed away from Bradley, limpidly surveying the bartender's form; they shared a knowing smile once the drinks were made.
Bradley took a refreshed breath, continuing awkwardly, "It's a beautiful day."
Celeste winked, spins around, and leans in, offering in a dramatic tone, "I can assure you, I didn't lie when I said I heard you, and you made it quite clear."
In the mirror, Bradley pondered and then eventually cautiously moved his gaze from his drink to Celeste's face. During this time, Celeste continued sipping his martini, teasing him. After all, there's plenty more where that came from.
Knowing not to push his luck too much, Celeste avoided looking at the human. Instead, he lowered his head and muttered into his martini, "Eight o'clock, room 1406," before quickly polishing off his drink. He then called the bartender back over and asked him to put anything the human ordered or would order on his tab, sliding the empty glass across the glossy table.
The bartender raised an eyebrow, "I don't have your information."
Celeste smirked, "Yes, I do," he winked at him, causing his abilities to remove the bartender's memories. Then he glanced over at Bradley, who stared with equal parts apprehension and excitement at having such an attractive man. He flashed a bright smile, reassuringly saying, "Please don't back out," before turning around to leave the bar.
The doorbell rang at exactly 8:00pm and Celeste smiled as he opened the door.
Bradley's eyes widened as he gazed upon Celeste's slender physique, draped in a sheer baby blue robe that barely concealed his lace panties. Celeste's lip gloss virtually glistened, his delicate shoulders covered in shimmering lotion that made his complexion glow. He even smelled divine, redolent with the scents of gardenias. Bradley's desire for Celeste flared up, making him let out a long sigh as the latter licked his upper lip.
Bradley became conflicted, fearful that his presence here might be discovered. "Maybe this was a mistake," he murmured, his gaze darting wildly around the empty hallway.
Celeste snorted and pulled Bradley inside the room, closing the door before standing in front of the man with his hands on his hips. "Do you seriously want to imply no to me?" He teased, playing with his hair so that it spilled over his shoulder.
Bradley licked his lips nervously, "Fuck no..." He uttered, his perusal of Celeste's form becoming increasingly intense.
Celeste allowed his emotions to show, his lips softening slightly and his eyes sparkling, "I didn't think so." He leaned in and kissed Bradley, who trembled with excitement as his arousal intensified. They were currently locked in a passionate embrace when Bradley suddenly pulled away.
Bradley's face flushed red, "I've never...I mean..." He stuttered out, looking downright terrified.
"Shhh," Celeste soothed, before attempting to pour some serenity into the man's psyche. "I want you here with me," he moved further back, taking his robe off and letting it fall to the floor. Now clad only in his tiny blue lace panties, he caressed his own body; his flat, smooth stomach, smooth chest, and rigid pink nipples. He moved down below his waist, stroking his thighs and the rest of his body so that Bradley could not help but follow his every move with his eyes. His psychic senses tingled at the spike in Bradley's excitement.
"Where's your mind at?" Celeste paused his touch, cock teasing the panties.
Bradley took a deep shuddering breath, "I can't...all over the place."
Celeste laughed a little, "That's perfectly normal. I want you." He moved slightly, his penis and testicles contained within the thin fabric. "I want you to touch me," he undid the tie that held his robe together. His robe slid to the floor, leaving him in his panties. He motioned towards Bradley, "Then touch me."
"I want to," Bradley confessed, nervous as he allowed his fingers to run over soft skin and listen to Celeste's moans. "I don't know... I don't even understand..." He paused, surprised even as he touched Celeste's chest. His mind was awash with emotions, making him feel aroused and conflicted. He was no stranger to attraction; he knew that he could be attracted to men. But these ones were usually bulky, with сome impressive muscle mass. They weren't shy about making their presence known by belligerently grunting and spreading their sizable penises while taking a piss. He'd always hated those moments, finding them unsettling. But Celeste was not like any of them. He was slender, smooth, and softly feminine. It had taken him a long time to accept his sexuality, to allow his fascination with other men to dominate his fear. However, such thoughts had vanished, only replaced by a new one; finding himself attracted to a man as attractive as Celeste filled him with joy and fear in equal measure. He couldn't help but tremble, his desire rising. He was currently in the throes of the best kiss of his life and suddenly he wanted to explore this further.
Bradley extended his hand, then pulled it back, moved closer, and reached out again. Exhaling slowly, he clearly held his breath. His digits traced sensual paths across Celeste's silky chest, his washboard abs, and his lace-clad hip.
Celeste emitted a contented hum as he sensed Bradley's delicate touch. His eyes gently gleamed, enjoying the surges of desire emanating from the other man's frame. He restrained himself from grabbing Bradley's hand and scorched him with his heated gaze. Instead, he loosened the knot holding his hair up. His raven-black tresses, so lustrous they looked like navy blue, cascaded around his neck and pooled around his form. His body shivered as a tidal wave of lust crashed into him. He inhaled sharply as he gazed at Bradley stroking his hair, causing delightful discomfort in his underwear. Delight crept into his features.
Tilting his head down, Celeste cupped Bradley's blazer. He unbuttoned the jacket and pulled it open. Bradley's eyebrows arched slightly, a tinge of trepidation emerging, but Celeste merely slid his hair across his countenance and cheeks. He then discarded his coat, stepped back, and sat on the bed. He gestured for Bradley to approach.
Terrified but mesmerized, Bradley strode towards Celeste. He sat between his legs and gazed up at him, awestruck by the striptease. Bradley uttered compliments and expressed apprehension unreservedly.
"It's my first time," he sputtered, "Like, with all this… I've only thought about it."
"Well, you're in luck, my darling," Celeste smirked while running a finger on Bradley's belt, "I have experience and I want you to have a wild time," his lips curved into a sinister grin, "let me," he continued, and deftly removed the belt and unzipped his fly.
Bradley shook with tension but got closer. His adoring eyes gazed into Celeste's, revealing how enamored he was with the gorgeous man. His finely-crafted form and tight panties only added to his appeal, and he admitted he preferred the latter. Bradley closed his eyes, struggling to contain his excitement, as Celeste manhandled him. Watering his lips, he watched Celeste wrap his long fingers around his cock and extract it from his trousers. Then, he glanced down and smiled as Celeste brought his lips to it, grinning when a precum bead lavished him with exquisite pleasure.
The god of Eros grinned broadly, expecting the pleasure to intensify. Celeste's tongue darted to the Prince Albert piercing atop Bradley's erect member. He eagerly licked away the goo at its base and relished the suction as his mouth engulfed Bradley's engorged member whole. Celeste glanced upward and saw Bradley's facial expressions as he moaned, straining against the pulsating pleasure. In response, he pulled his fist away, stroked, and groaned in ecstasy.
Bradley gasped for air, wallowing in the new sensation. His sensory overload was a given, but seeing Celeste administer such conscious delight caught him by surprise. Bradley peered into celeste's eyes, and his eyes widened when he recognized the man's edification. Celeste directed additional hair across Bradley's aching erection, generating a delicious tingle that sped through every nerve ending. Without hesitation, he grasped it and stimulated it, his body succumbing to the dripping precum that oozed out of his member.
"Oh, dear," Bradley gasped, tense with desire. His eyes roved over Celeste's irresistible lips, noting how they had formed into a relaxed O. He bit his lip, thrilled with the surging tension, and finally buried his face in Celeste's silky hair. The brunette's head moved rhythmically, causing Celeste's erection to graze his fingers. He smiled delightedly, transfixed by his hands pumping his cock, only to witness the twinge of delight in the man's eyes.
Bradley's mouth gaped in awe as waves of desire washed over him, his body heating up as he beheld the sight of Celeste's hair surrounding his throbbing cock. The handsome man before him wore a grin, well aware of the effect his tresses were having on the mortal. Bradley felt a brief moment of embarrassment, but scanning Celeste's expression, he knew the other wasn't judging him. Instead, it seemed as though Celeste was also relishing in Bradley's ecstasy. Relaxing, Bradley heard Celeste moan and whisper "yes," and decided to fully savor the night.
Gripped by intense pleasure, Bradley's entire body felt hot and flushed. His erection was rock-hard, his nipples tense. Sweating, he let out a gasp and began to twirl his hips. "More," he said softly, and Celeste obeyed, wrapping more hair around him. Bradley groaned, his pace increasing as he thrust into the hair sheath that drove him wild with lust. Satisfied by Celeste's soft moans, Bradley decided to enjoy himself wholly.
Bradley's hands held fast to Celeste's wrist, "Stop stop stop stop stop." He panted out, pulling back to gaze into Celeste's eyes, not requesting, but commanding.
Celeste bit his lip and smiled at Bradley, uncertainty in his eyes. However, when Celeste saw Bradley's fierce expression, he nodded. He rolled onto his back, and Bradley quickly moved on top of him. His lips locked onto Celeste's in a passionate kiss, a tantalizing exchange before undressing himself.
"Keep this on," Bradley whispered into Celeste's ear, eyeing the harness. "You're so hot. Fuck, you feel so good." And with that, his hands caressed the celestial being's thighs, his touch gentle yet insatiable.
Celeste whispered softly, "I want you, but I'm not ready. Please be gentle with me tonight, handsome." He could have instantly fulfilled his desires, but he favored the enjoyment of being watched, deciding to adopt a more patient approach.
Celeste's fingers were drawn to Bradley's lower lip, and as his flesh swelled from the kiss, Celeste pulled aside his underwear, revealing his dewy orifice to the human. Bradley watched with naked curiosity as the heavenly creature's fingers roamed along his skin, massaging his testicles and caressing his dick. Celeste's hand dipped into his crevice, stroking him carefully, slowly, tantalizingly.
Bradley could see Celeste's anticipation building. His hands groped Celeste, linking his fingers closely around his waist and tossing him onto the bed. Longing, passion, and desire pulling at the human's every muscle. In control, Bradley leaned down to lock lips with his lover, engulfing Celeste with a forceful kiss.
Bradley stopped to undress himself, "You're so delicious," Bradley said between breaths. He swept a finger across Celeste's erect nipple, eliciting a satisfied moan from the deity. Caressing Celeste's sides, Bradley mumbled seductive phrases into the deity's ear before bending forward to kiss and lick his way down his body, moving toward his target.
Celeste reached his hands up to Cupid's face, "I want you too, but I'm not there yet." Celeste extracted two fingers from Bradley's grasp and sucked on them lustfully, leaving Bradley in a state of pure arousal. He spread his legs and arched his back, inviting Bradley to take his pleasure. The overwhelming desire in Bradley's eyes loosened his inhibitions, his anticipation of deeper connection between them boiling over.
As Bradley toyed with his fingers, Celeste lifted his hips and braced one foot on the bed, now ready. Breathing heavily, Bradley hooked a hand around each thigh, sliding his fingers along the slender figure's protruding parts of his groin. With each caress, he felt a growing urge to possess this godly being and merge with this sensual world.
Celeste whimpered in surprise as Bradley's fingers slipped into him. Celeste pushed back into Bradley's embrace, bucking his hips in response as his muscles clenched with pleasure. Deepening the rhythm, his fingers stroked in and out repeatedly, Celeste's body tensed, his hips jutting forward. Celebrating his celestial pleasure, Celeste sucked on his own fingers, moaning loudly while pushing further, arousing his being to new heights.
As Celeste's awareness of Bradley's needs grew, the mortal too, was consumed by his longings. Bradley's pheromones pumped through his veins, filling him with an irrational need to claim Celeste.
Unable to resist the magnetic pull, Celeste cried out in response to the heightened arousal overwhelming Bradley's senses. "Hold yourself open," Bradley urged, old sexual instincts arising from within him.
Submissive, Celeste complied, contracting his hands to make his opening more apparent.
"You're so perfect," Bradley said in a husky tone. Determined to claim his prize, he bent down to receive a better view, his eyes glued to the erotic image before him. Spontaneously, he spit into Celeste's puckered hole, shocking the celestial creature.
"Don't stop," Celeste urged, his body quivering with anticipation. Bradley's fingers quickly entered and Celeste let out a choked gasp." You're so fucking tight," Bradley accepted as he inserted a second finger. Celeste began to squirm his hips, a third finger was added to the duo inside him. Celeste's voice quivered as he cried out in pleasure. His eyelids half-closed, his mouth slightly parted, he writhed, twisting his body back and forth as the fingers thrust in and out of his body, the pressure building.
"Oh please, please!" Celeste pleaded as he played with his own nipples and moved his hips in rhythm with the human's fingers. He could feel the burn of being stretched but he loved it.
The human's lips curled into a sneer, "You told me you wanted cock," he increased his pace and rammed his fingers deep inside. He watched as Celeste's breathing turned into quiet groans from the force of his fingers. But Celeste didn't answer his question. The human narrowed his eyes and sneered again, "Answer me," he wrapped his hand around Celeste's neck but didn't squeeze, "Whore."
Celeste's eyelids fluttered in response to the sudden domination. He liked this side of the human very much. He raised his own hand and covered the one over his throat then he squeezed slightly. The human cocked a brow and Celeste nodded his head once in agreement. The human smirked and tightened his grip on Celeste's neck, but only enough to hold him down. Celeste moaned and gasped, "I'm not a whore."
The human chuckled and pulled his fingers from Celeste as he climbed on top of the bed. He positioned his cock at Celeste's entrance and said, "So I have a lying whore, huh?" He rocked his hips, feeling the saliva and his own precum slick up Celeste's tight hole. He pushed a bit and guided the head of his cock past the ring and as he did so he tightened his grip on Celeste's neck. He continued to rock, going slowly to ease in his member. He was almost all the way in and both of them were panting, "Answer me," he demanded.
"No," Celeste looked at him with half-closed eyes, determined to play the game, "No whore."
"Then a slut!" The human snapped his hips and slammed home, completely inside Celeste's tight passage. The man beneath him screamed "yes" with pleasure, so the human pushed him down, his other hand flying to his mouth to muffle the sound. His bodyweight shifted, allowing him to apply more pressure on Celeste's neck as he started thrusting into Celeste's gorgeous body. The hand over the god's mouth dug in, leaving a dent in the pale cheeks.
Celeste's back arched as he loved the control the human exerted. He may have never been with a man before, but he clearly knew how to have sex. He was experienced, his hips strong, thrusting with each movement, sending waves of pleasure through his body. The hand at his throat was firm, easing the pressure before forcing it down again to satisfy his desire to be dominated.
The human loved the way Celeste looked underneath him, his body curved and flushed with heat, that beautiful hair spread across the bed and his soft cries of pleasure. He moaned in response to the feel of Celeste's perfect body. He looked down to watch his cock push in and out of the pretty orifice, the cute underwear displaced with a splotch of dampness from Celeste's leaking dick. He pulled out until only the tip was inside then rubbed his piercing along the sucking rim of Celeste's tight ass. Both of them shivered at the feel and the human began to rock his hips faster and faster.
"Fucking hell," The human slowly removed his hand from Celeste's mouth. He pushed in all the way and started working back up to his fast pace. He still watched his dick and the way it filled Celeste's tight hole. He sighed, "You have such a lovely vagina," he thrust hard and Celeste cried out. He looked up and tightened his grip on his throat, "That's it, take it slut."
Celeste's eyes rolled to the back of his head as the human continued to fill him with his large cock. He was gaining pleasure from the human's lifeforce, fulfilling the desires of his succubus nature. Now that the human was no longer hesitant he was falling back into his old dominant ways and it was exhilarating him. His nipples were so hard they tingled, his cock was leaking precum, and his ass was well-filled and gratified. Still, he wanted more, his own lust surpassing his need to merely feed. He reached up and grabbed handfuls of the human's hair then pulled him down, rubbing along his chest and touching his tiny nipples.
The human stumbled with the feel of the soft hair on his chest. His cock throbbed inside of Celeste and spurted a thick glob of precum. His fingers went wide, "Oh fuck," he released Celeste's throat and used his free hand to grip the back of his head and pull him up. He gave him a kiss and started up a steady rhythm with his hips.
Celeste sighed into the kiss and embraced Bradley, making sure to hold his hair in his hands so he could feel it against his back. This caused the human to moan and shiver against him. Celeste broke the kiss and panted, "I can feel you. Your jewelry," Bradley grunted, then nipped his lower lip before kissing him again. Celeste became one with the kiss and rolled his hips, causing the tip of his cock to slide out of his panties. He gasped and murmured, "You're so deep," as he tossed his head back. Bradley began to lick up the side of his neck.
The human tightened his grip on Celeste's hair and sped up, "Your pussy is squeezing me so hard," he pressed his face into the curve of Celeste's neck, "Shit, what do you want?"
"Inside," Celeste begged, "fill me," he leaned over and kissed Bradley's ear.
"You're such a whore," Bradley pulled away enough to stare into Celeste's eyes, "beg for it."
"Please," Celeste's voice was soft and moaning, his face flushed red, his eyes half closed with passion and urgency. His wet lips were glistening from their kisses, and he repeated, "Please" a third time.
"Fuck!" Bradley climaxed unexpectedly. Celeste's appearance and tone made him lose control as he shot stream after sticky rope of cum into the beautiful man's welcoming body. He pushed Celeste down and pulled out just enough to watch his cock throb with each new spurt of semen.
Celeste freed his cock and began stroking it, chanting "I'm close, I'm close" over and over again. Bradley reached up and grasped Celeste's neck, squeezing harder than he'd ever done before, cutting off his air.
The display of dominance pushed Celeste over the edge, and he was spewing his seed onto his stomach while his orgasm overwhelmed his entire body. He trembled and gasped when he felt Bradley's thick cock slip from his opening and drip the last drops of cum onto his gaping hole. Once his muscles stopped shaking Bradley eased up until he finally let go of his neck.
They lay next to each other, panting for breath. Both satisfied by the experience and basking in the afterglow.
"I'm glad I didn't run," Bradley said softly.
"Me too," Celeste smiled and glanced over at him.
Bradley was smiling too, "[You're] grateful," Celeste teased.
"Yes," Bradley answered, "thanks...could we...maybe meet again?"
Celeste laughed, "Possibly, but maybe you'd like to explore other bodies?"
"I don't know if I could ever find anyone as...perfect as you..." Bradley was in awe of Celeste, subconsciously realizing that he was unique in ways others weren't.
Celeste reached up and caressed his face gently, "You don't want perfect, you want compatible," he moved his fingers over his lips, "Believe me," after Bradley nodded, Celeste whispered, "Sleep," and the human drifted off peacefully.
Later, Lawerence entered Celeste's room when he returned. Celeste was glowing and smiling. "What about your session, loving brother?" he asked.
"Awesome, a bit dominant with a hair kink. It was fun!" Celeste replied with a chuckle.
"Glad to hear that," Lawrence validated, "What can I assist you with?"
"I took your advice," Celeste leaned against his brother's dresser, "I left him with most of the memories, but I blurred my face and body. Maybe without the crisp image, he won't regret it."
Lawrence simply nodded, "It's a step in the right direction. I'm proud of you."
Celeste blushed, "Thanks," he pushed away from the dresser and headed for the door. Once there, he regarded his brother, "Tuck me in?"
Lawrence rose and followed Celeste out of his room and down the hallway. As they neared the door, Celeste said, "I love you, baby brother."
Lawrence nodded, "I love you too, brother."
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