by Eric Vall
“What? I don’t--” I sputtered.
As I stood there and tried to make sense of the situation, all three of the succubi burst into laughter.
“You should see the look on your face!” Cupi giggled and doubled over. “You really thought we were upset about some stupid cartoon on your shorts!”
“That was an excellent prank, Cupiditas.” Sia giggled.
“I think Todd is starting to rub off onto us.” Liby smiled.
“Uh, I think you mean ‘rub off on us,’” I corrected. “Rubbing off onto us is something completely different.”
“Oh,” Cupi raised her hand, “is that what I wanted you to do to me back at the Excalibur?”
“Exactly that,” I confirmed.
The blonde’s face contorted into a look of disgust, and she slapped Liby on the arm.
“Don’t use that phrase when referring to Todd,” she demanded. “Ever.”
I smiled as Liby looked properly chastised. “Now, hang tight,” I said to the girls as I walked over to the men’s side of the dressing room. “I’m gonna change real quick, and then we can pay and leave.”
“Hang tight?” Cupi snickered. “That’s hard to do with your massive cock.”
“It’s a figure of speech,” I called back as I entered into the single-stalled changing room.
It didn’t take me long to change out of my pants and into my swimsuit. My good pair of jeans was destroyed during our fight back at the motel, so now I was wearing a pair of old black sweatpants. In one motion, I slid off both my pants and my boxer shorts, and then I tugged the devil trunks up around my waist. Finally, I pulled off my shirt and wadded it up with my other discarded clothes.
As I exited the changing room, clothes still in hand, I heard playful whistles. The succubi made a mixture of purrs, coos, whistles, and tiger noises as I jokingly did a model walk to show off my attire.
“Those look handsome on you,” Sia giggled, “maybe even devilishly handsome?”
Libidine laughed. “A good attempt at humor, sister, but maybe ease up on the wordplay.”
“‘Phrasing,’ as Jacob likes to call it,” Cupi added with air quotes.
The four of us walked up to the main counter with our old clothes still in hand. The cashier at the check-out was a younger-looking teenage boy, and his eyes bulged when he saw the three succubi in their bathing suits.
“Is that-- Uh, is that all for you today?” he stuttered as he reached out for the clothes in my hand, and his face started to turn red.
“Oh no,” I corrected the boy. “We’re wearing the stuff we’re buying. These are our old clothes.”
“Wow,” he said in disbelief. “I didn’t think anything we had in this store could look like that!”
Libidine leaned down over the counter, and her massive breasts were now barely being held in place by the tiny strings of fabric.
“Thank you for the compliment.” The curvy woman smiled. “I didn’t know they could look this good, either. I always thought one-pieces were for prudes.”
Any sense of subtlety was now completely out the window, and the boy stared directly at Liby’s cleavage.
I pulled out one of Robert Quinn’s credit cards and slid it across the counter. The kid wasn’t paying attention, and I didn’t really blame him. After a few seconds of awkward silence, I had to clear my throat to get the cashier’s attention.
“I’m sorry!” he fumbled at the cash register. “Will that be debit or credit?”
“Credit,” I confirmed and then turned to the succubi. “How about you guys go grab us a spot on the beach while I’m finishing up here? This place is probably gonna get packed really soon.”
Sia nodded, turned, and then pointed in the direction of the main beach. “Follow me, girls!” she exclaimed, and then she bounded away.
The other two succubi giggled as they chased after their new objective.
“I have to ask you, man,” the cashier said with a whistle. “How do you get hot chicks like that to swoon over you?”
“Honestly?” I chuckled. “The occult arts.”
There was no point in lying to this kid. Besides, what was he gonna do?
“The what?” he asked as he handed my small plastic card back to me.
“The occult arts,” I repeated. “Those three women were succubi, or crazy horny demon women. I summoned them, and my life has been incredible ever since.”
“Seriously?” The teenager sounded skeptical.
“Cross my heart.” I made a zigzag motion over my chest. “You should look into it. All the information you could ever want is out there on the internet.”
“Thanks, sir!” The teen smiled as I turned to exit. “Maybe someday I can have a whole trio of hot women like you do.”
“Hopefully not just like mine.” I chuckled and turned to leave.
Of course, I hadn’t told the kid the full truth. I hadn’t told him that it took one of Todd’s rare Vatican books to find the right spell, and I hadn’t told him of all the crazy shit that came afterward. Still, at least he now had some hope that he could score with some beautiful women like Cupi and Liby and Sia someday.
Although after seeing them in their bikinis, I don’t know if there could be any other women in the entire world that were as beautiful as those three.
When I arrived at the beach area of the Beach Boardwalk, I saw the three girls comfortably spread out on a couple of lounge chairs. Even though there seemed to be hundreds of people here today, there was nobody within a hundred feet of the succubi in any direction.
“Where is everybody?” I asked as I approached the girls.
“Cupiditas took care of them,” Sia explained. “It was quite the spectacle.”
“She threatened to cut some guy’s balls off if he so much as looked at us the wrong way!” Libidine giggled.
“What can I say?” Cupi was laying on the chair with her eyes closed. “A succubus needs her beauty sleep.”
“You didn’t do anything that could get us in trouble, did you?” I looked around nervously.
“Of course not,” the blonde assured. “I just threatened people. I didn’t actually hurt them or anything.”
“Oh, you just threatened them,” I said sarcastically. “That’s much better.”
“It really is, bro.” Todd’s voice came out of nowhere and caused me to jump. “Now we got this entire part of the beach to ourselves!”
“Get tired of creeping on the babes?” I asked in the direction of the imp’s voice.
He chuckled. “Eh, more like I ran out of fluids in my body.”
“I really didn’t need to know--”
“A couple of the people saw it happen, but they all just assumed it was seagull shit,” he continued.
“Todd!” I cut him off. “If you don’t stop talking right now, I’m going to barf all over this beach.”
“Fair enough.” The imp’s disembodied voice giggled. “I’m gonna go get high in the ocean.”
I watched as the hoofprints in the sand headed down to the water. Seconds later there was a puff of red Hellfire, and a trail of smoke rose from where the imp was standing.
There was a fourth lounge chair between Cupi and Liby that was empty, and the succubi eagerly motioned for me to join them.
I eased myself down onto the chair, leaned back, and let out a sigh of relief as I took in the beautiful California sunshine.
We’d definitely earned this.
Chapter 14
We continued to lounge by the beach for hour after glorious hour. Each of us had our own lounge chair, and Todd had joined us by constructing his own makeshift bed out of a pile of sand. The five of us basked in the sunlight, only getting up occasionally to stretch or to shoo away a seagull that thought we were an inanimate object to perch on.
Then I felt that dull, warm, irritating sensation on my skin.
“Ah shit,” I mumbled as I sat up. “I need to reapply my sunscreen. I’m gonna look like a lobster for days.”
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p; “Relax, Jakey,” Todd’s voice said from his sandy throne. “I grabbed some of that stuff while you guys were off playing dress up.”
“Oh thank God,” I sighed. “Can I borrow some?”
A bottle seemed to appear out of thin air next to the imp’s location, and I plucked it out of Todd’s grasp.
“So, I’ve been meaning to ask you,” I said as I squirted some of the liquid onto my arm and began to rub it in. “Where the hell do you keep all your items? It’s not like you wear pants.”
“In my butt,” he answered nonchalantly. “No homo, though.”
“In-- No…” I felt the color drain from my face as I looked at the bottle in absolute horror.
“I’m just fucking with you, bro!” Todd cackled maniacally. “I have pockets in my skin. It was one of the things I specifically asked for in my contract.”
“Huh.” I mused as I moved down to my legs with the sunscreen.
“He was very specific with that contract,” Cupi added. “Like, he asked for things that I didn’t even know the human mind could cook up.”
“But if I hadn’t done that, then you dudettes never would have met Jacob and I would have never gotten this rockin’ bod,” the imp laughed.
“Hey Cupi,” I asked the blonde succubus. “Since you’re awake, would you mind getting my back?”
A raised eyebrow from the athletic woman told me that I was going to need to explain.
“Could you rub sunscreen on my back?” I asked. “I can’t reach it by myself, and I’m not going to ask Todd to do it.”
“No homo.” Todd clicked his tongue.
“See?” I chuckled.
“Why don’t you just use your green fire?” Cupi questioned. “It wouldn’t take much of a spell.”
I held out the lotion bottle. “Maybe I just want a woman’s touch?”
“Fine.” Cupi’s violet eyes lit up playfully as she swiped the bottle. “But for the record, I was enjoying my nap.”
The succubus squirted a handful of sunscreen into her left palm, set the bottle down in the sand, and then rubbed her hands together to distribute the cream equally. She made a twirling motion with her right hand, and I turned my back to the woman.
The sunscreen felt much colder on my back than it had on my arms and legs, and the sensation sent a small chill down my spine. The feeling of Cupi’s hands, however, instantly quelled that sensation. I let out a tiny groan of pleasure as the succubus ran her warm, slender fingers between my shoulderblades. She moved down to my lower back and then began to massage near my lumbar.
“You’ve got a lot of tension down here,” Cupi whistled.
“It’s not like I have any sort of stress in my life,” I joked.
The blonde kept rubbing the kinks out of my back as she applied the sunscreen, and her actions put me in a state of bliss.
I turned around, placed my hands on the blonde’s face, and pulled her lips against mine.
Our tongues danced around in each other’s mouths for at least two minutes, but it felt like it was over in an instant.
“I really wish we weren’t out in public right now.” I smiled as I caressed Cupi’s sharp cheek.
“I, for one, am very glad we are,” Todd proclaimed.
“I see that Cupiditas is trying to get some alone time with Jacob while we sleep,” Sia yawned and sat up in her chair.
“Such a greedy girl,” Liby joked as she sat up and ran her hand along the blonde’s shoulder tenderly.
Cupi just shrugged. “You snooze, you lose. Literally, in this case.”
“I’m getting bored, bro.” Todd complained. “I can only sit on the beach and smoke weed for so long.”
“That sounds like every stoner’s dream come true,” I chuckled.
“Not this stoner,” Todd’s voice corrected. “The Toddster likes a bit more variety in his life. That’s why I never beat it to the same video twice.”
“What are you suggesting, then?” I asked the imp. “Hopefully not anything like that.”
“Nah, I’m all good.” The imp laughed. “I did that earlier, remember? I was thinking more along the lines of getting some grub and going on some rides.”
“I’m with Todd,” Liby patted her stomach. “I could eat a horse right now.”
“That’s not just an expression.” Sia said with a straight face. “I have literally seen Libidine eat a horse before.”
“Those were some desperate days…” the dark-haired woman trailed off.
“Fear not, bro and dudettes,” Todd interrupted. “I saw a gourmet hot dog place just up the boardwalk, right next to the swinging ride. You can’t have the true ‘vintage amusement park’ experience until you buy a frankfurter slathered with all the goods!”
“So it’s settled, then.” I addressed the group. “Let’s go get some hot dogs.”
The five of us began to wander away from the beach and into the amusement park area of the boardwalk. As we walked, the sand underneath our feet was replaced with the solid foundation of concrete. The hot dog stand that Todd had been talking about was only a block or two from where we had been lounging, so we got there in no time at all.
Though it seemed to be a fairly busy day at the boardwalk, there were only a handful of people lined up in front of the white and red food stand. A large, plastic hot dog dangled above the line and was inscribed with the restaurant’s name, Barnacle Bill’s. For some added flair, two giant plastic ears of corn on a stick jutted out at an angle on each side of the sign.
“Please tell me that’s the size of the actual food.” Libidine placed her hand over her stomach and pointed to the large hot dog. “If not, I’m going to order like ten different things.”
“I’m with you, Liby,” Todd’s voice agreed. “The Toddster’s hunger knows no limits.”
“What is good here, Jacob?” Sia asked as we got in line.
“Honestly, I don’t know.” I shrugged. “This is the first time I’ve ever been here. But a hot dog and corn on a stick sounds mighty fine right about now.”
“I’ll follow your lead.” The redhead nodded.
“We’re ordering a snack, sister.” Cupi chuckled. “Not going into battle.”
“I trust Jacob’s instincts,” Sia shot back. “It’s what’s gotten us through so far. If his intuition is effective on the battlefield, then I’m sure it is top-notch when it comes to something as simple as diet choice.”
“Strawberry Shortcake,” Todd chuckled. “You can never, ever go wrong with a good ‘ol fashioned chili dog.”
“Sure you can,” I reminded the imp. “That one you got from the cart in our neighborhood gave you the squirts for weeks.”
“Good point, bro,” Todd pondered. “I remember that. Our bathroom looked like a warzone every time I was through with it. On second thought, maybe you should just go for the Chicago-style.”
“So, do we all know what we want?” I asked.
“I’ve known since we got here, bro,” Todd laughed.
“I’m getting whatever Jacob is getting.” Cupi shrugged.
“I think, against my better judgement, I’m going to trust Todd and go with the ‘Chicago-style’ he was talking about.” Sia nodded.
Libidine’s violet eyes wandered over all the menu options. “I seriously think I want one of everything.”
The person in line ahead of us grabbed their food and stepped out of the way, and it was finally our turn to order. We were greeted at the counter by a middle-aged man with a burly mustache who wore a bright white and black uniform.
“Welcome to Barnacle Bill’s.” The man smiled happily. “What can I get you folks today?”
“Okay, so I think we want three Chicago-style dogs, three plain dogs, a corn dog, five orders of corn on a stick, and the bucket of french fries,” I explained.
“Bro, don’t you dare forget that Louisiana Hot Link,” Todd reminded me with a pat on my calf.
“Ah, and one Louisiana Hot Link,” I added.
“Make that two!” Liby
begged.
“Fine, two Hot Links,” I corrected.
“And drinks,” Todd continued. “How can we possibly eat all this shit without something to drink?”
“Five sodas, as well.” The man tapped away at his register as the order continued to pile up.
“Alright,” our server said as he ran his eyes back across the screen. “That’s all comes out to ninety-seven sixty.”
“I’m gonna take one of the girls and go grab a spot, Jakey,” Todd’s voice muttered. “I want front-row seats to see if any of these people hurl on the Fireball!”
“I’ll go.” Cupiditas nodded. “I definitely don’t want to miss that.”
As Cupi walked away, the man behind the counter made no effort to hide the fact that he was staring at her ass. He finally turned his attention back to Sia, Liby, and I, and a wide grin spread across his face.
“I’ve gotta ask,” he chuckled gleefully. “Where are you guys from? I’ve seen some real beauties in all my years working here, but I don’t think I’ve ever seen a group that could rock a bikini the way you girls do.”
“You wouldn’t believe us if we told you,” Sia joked. “It’s a pretty foul place.”
“I’ve been to Jersey before, sweetie,” the mustached man cackled.
“Oh, this place makes Jersey look like paradise on Earth,” I joked back as I reached into my pocket for my wallet.
The man held up a chunky hand. “Don’t worry about it, son. You guys have totally made my week, so this one’s on the house. It’s not every day that you see a California twelve!”
“That’s a huge compliment to you guys,” I explained to the succubi. “California ten is considered the sexiest a woman can be.”
“You’re too kind, sir.” Sia batted her eyes at the cashier.
“Beautiful and polite.” He shook his head and chuckled. “You’re a lucky man, you know.”
“Trust me,” I reassured the server. “I realize just how lucky I am every single day I wake up.”
“If you all wanna go fill your drinks and take a seat, I’ll bring out your order when it’s ready.” The man smiled at us.
“Thank you very much!” I nodded as I scooped up the stack of cups the cashier had placed on the counter.