The park lay empty, bathed in the eerie glow of the rare red moon that hung low in the sky. A crisp autumn chill clung to the air, settling over the frost-tipped grass and the skeletal branches of the trees that shuddered with each passing breeze. The town beyond slept soundly, unaware of the quiet hush that had settled over the outskirts, where only the distant hoot of an owl and the whisper of rustling leaves disturbed the silence. The blood-red moon cast elongated shadows across the winding path, painting the world in muted hues of crimson and silver, as if the night itself held its breath, waiting.

You take a stroll through park, trying to clear your head from being unable to sleep. After a short walk, you lean against the cold metal post. Closing your eyes, you let out a soft sigh, the cold helping relieve your tension and restlessness. But just as you are relaxing, you feel something brush against your pants over your cock before you feel your zipper being pulled down slowly.

Your eyes shoot open and finds two succubae with drooling cocks between their creamy legs. One a pale succubus with a black tail and short blonde hair, the other having long raven hair, curled horns, and purple skin. Both wearing the exact same thing with no real clothes on, and having glowing yellow serpentine eyes. In your modern world of concrete jungles and suburban neighborhoods, just like everyone else, you only think the supernatural or occult is merely mythology and legend. But seeing this... you begin to question your own sanity, unable to tell if this is just a figment of your sleep deprived state or if this is reality.

You open your mouth to try and say something, but the purple-skinned succubus interrupts you with her clawed finger against your lips. "Shh, mortal..." she purrs, her voice seductive and husky with an otherworldly reverb underneath. The blonde succubus, meanwhile, takes your cock out of your pants, stroking it deftly before beginning to suck it in a way that makes you forget how to breathe for a moment, her head bobbing and hilting against your groin with gulps and soft gasps.

The dark haired purple-skinned succubus chuckles lowly at the sight, a rakish smirk on her painted lips, showing a glimpse of her unnerving sharp shark-teeth. Her hands begin traveling all over your body sensually as she speaks, “I’m Lilith by the way, and the cutie sucking your big cock is Rose...” She purrs, her breath ghosting over your neck, her horns grazing your hair. Despite the unnerving (and frankly terrifying) situation, you feel yourself getting rock hard at Rose's deft sucking and Lilith's touching, your breaths coming in white clouds against the cold night air.

Rose then glances up at Lilith and they exchange a lustful silent conversation. Then, suddenly Rose stands, taking your hand and leading you to a nearby wooden fence. Lilith joins beside her before they both lean over the fence, their elbows resting on the surface. "Well, big guy? You gonna just stand there like an idiot or are you going to take what your cock desires?" Lilith purrs sardonically with a quick wit and mockery that seems to be her default, drawing Rose to chuckle softly with mischief, an almost shy blush coloring her cheeks pink.