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The Offer
by Dancer 2001 (address withheld)
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A gal out for a good time, finds it with Lucifer. (MF)
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Author Notes: This story has explicit descriptions of
people engaging in careless and unprotected sexual
activity in it, and shouldn't be accessed by minors.
Kids? Try this stuff and you'll probably end up either
in an AIDS ward waiting to die or in the maternity ward
looking at your child before you graduate. Don't rush
into 'It' - it's not THAT much fun, and certainly not
worth the risks around nowadays - I'm glad I'm married!
:) In any case, should this find its way into minors'
hands, neither I nor Dancer should not be held
responsible - I DID warn them.
Editor's Note: Man! The more stories of hers I read the
more of an amateurish hack I feel! :S Yes, I can weave
a decent story (even if a 'warm fuzzy' romance aspect
will creep in despite my best efforts:) but Dancer's
works are just so HOT! A real *passion* that I just
can't capture. <sigh>
My only consolation is that even Dancer has the
occasional flaw to her writing. (She persists in
spelling it "matress", but then I always 'word my
swaps', so I shouldn't talk. :)
This is a story that describes explicit sexual acts. If
you are under the age of 18, I beg of you, leave off!
18 and older, feel free to read on and I hope you like
this adapted story of the devil trying to take a
human's soul. The characters of Noel, Billie, and Dan
are fictitious. I can't say for sure about the devil -
Lucifer, in this story - whether he/she is real or not.
The acts and actions by the characters happened IRL
(except for Lucifer's AFAIK).
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The Offer
By Dancer 2001
I wasn't too happy with Noel tonight. She broke the
second rule my friends and I lived by: first come,
first serve. I called dibs on this one guy, Dan, early
on in the party but Noel, true to form, snagged him
away. That's what I get for having drop-dead gorgeous
gal pals. (I found out later that Dan was a dickhead.)
Anyway, Noel and I had driven to this party in Hampton
because she knew a friend-of-a-friend-of-a-friend of
the chick giving the party.
We got there, Noel snagged Dan and I got left standing
around the keg alone. If worst came to worst, I had a
nodding acquaintance with some gangbangers on the south
side that I could hook up with.
About an hour after we arrived, people started to go
off either in pairs or trios for sex. Time for my exit.
At least the gangbangers would use rubbers. I slipped
out the front door unnoticed (I thought) and I walked
down the street to Noel's car. She forgot rule #3: make
sure you have keys to the car. I had them and twirled
the ring around on my index finger. Sad but true, Noel
was the blonde cliche.
Just as I got to the car, this guy showed up and asked
for a ride. I checked him out: typical Aryan looks
(blonde, blue eyed, tall) and a killer smile. He'd been
at the party. I remembered the cleft in his chin (my
weakness). "Where?" I asked deadpan.
"Just across town," he replied, pointing off to his
right. "My buddy's shagging the lady I wanted so, I
decided to bug out."
I grinned. "Your friend wouldn't be Dan the dickhead,
would he?" He nodded. "Figures. Get in." We climbed in
the Chevy Citation and I drove to his place. I hit all
the red lights. At one, I asked him what his name was.
"Lucifer." I flashed him my Spock impersonation - a
raised eyebrow. "Yes, that's really my name."
"What's your brother's name, Damian?" He chuckled at
that one. "Well, my name's Billie. What do you do for
work?" The light changed to green as I asked my
question.
"Try to get humans to give me their souls," Lucifer
replied nonchalantly.
"Fuckin' right, yeah," I said, not buying the line.
"So, you still using the 'you get so many wishes and I
get your soul' routine?"
"Not with you. I'll go with seducing you to the darker
side."
"What? Like Darth Vader?"
"I'm not gonna chop your hand off, if that's got you
worried." We stopped at the next red. I glanced over
and saw Lucifer stroking his crotch. I snorted. "The
real power is in sex, Billie, did you know that? All
women do and most women use what power they have to get
what they want. Noel would've been easy pickings.
She'd've been on her knees, begging for me to fuck her,
offering me anything I wanted, including her soul."
"And that, my dear, is the difference between me and
Noel," I stated. "Noel is a slut puppy. Getting laid is
all she wants and she doesn't care who gets hurt in the
process." These red lights were torquing me off
royally. "You're all powerful, right?" He nodded. I
gestured to the stoplight. "Then how about using some
to give me green lights to your place?"
"As you wish." Lucifer pointed at the light and it
turned green. Every one we came to was green. I pulled
in the driveway and shut off the car.
"Now what?" I turned in the seat to face him.
"I think a good night kiss, don't you?" He leaned
across the seat. My hands were itching to touch his
chiseled chin. I kept my mouth shut as he feathered his
lips over mine briefly. "That wasn't so bad, was it?" I
couldn't fight the impulse anymore. My thumb rubbed at
the indentation. His skin was smooth and warm under my
touch. I knew he could see the banked fire of lust in
my eyes. "I thought you would enjoy this one more than
the Kirk Douglas dimple."
"You don't look like the devil," I whispered.
"I was an angel and angels are tall and blonde."
I reluctantly took my hand away. "So what's the deal,
Lucifer? We have sex and you get my soul?"
"Something like that." He rested his back along the
door.
"Simple and straightforward: I fuck you and get your
soul.
No hidden clauses."
"What about birth control and STDs? I refuse to be the
mother of the Anti-Christ and get VD for my troubles."
"I'm free of disease and sterile." I laughed. "It's
true. I can't exactly give you my medical history, even
if you would believe it. Angels can't reproduce. God
made sure of that." He shot a frown at the roof of the
car.
"That is the oldest line in the book!" I told him
between bouts. I beat my forehead against the steering
wheel. "OhGodOhGod! You're a riot!"
"VD is curable, you know." He drummed his fingers on
the dashboard.
"I'm allergic to penicillin!" Hiccups intermingled with
giggles. I leaned back and stamped my feet against the
floorboards.
"All right already!" His voice got very deep and
echoed. "We'll use a condom. I should never have
invented the fucking things to begin with," he
grumbled. My arms circled my belly as I laughed harder.
I fell sideways onto his lap. "Now what?"
"Fucking things! Condoms! A-HAHAHAHAHAHA!!" I was
rolling all over the seat, consumed with a nasty case
of the giggles. "You're killing me!" I told him.
He slipped his left hand under my T-shirt, cupping a
breast. "I'd rather be fucking you to a Hell-raising
orgasm." His thumb brushed the nipple, making it hard
and sensative. My laughter dissolved. I reached my
right hand up under my head to his crotch and rubbed
his cock through his pants.
"Can I make a request? I want to do it in a nice, soft
bed with silk sheets and candles all around the room."
"As you wish," Lucifer whispered and snapped his
fingers. We were lying in a canopied bed covered with
black silk sheets. The room had muted light from red
wax candles perched on every flat surface except the
floor. I hummed at the sensation of the smooth fabric
against my calves. "I took the liberty of removing our
clothes as well."
I ran my palms over my lower legs, revelling in the
feeling. "I'm glad I shaved tonight. Stubble plays hell
with silk." I looked up at him and felt his hard shaft
along my cheek. I fingered the dark blonde curls on his
abdomen, allowing my hand to work its way up his chest.
My body had to stretch to give my arm a further reach.
I levered myself off his lap and moved my knees along
either side of his thighs. My face buried itself in the
hair on his breastbone and I let my hands slid behind
his back. "Did you know I like chest hair?"
"Mm-mmm, I hoped," he murmured. "I'm omnipotent, not
omniscient." He pulled me away by the shoulders. He
zeroed in on my tits, fondling them and tweaking each
nipple. I grabbed his jaw and brought him to my bosom.
I shuddered slightly when his mouth latched over one
peak and sucked.
"Lu, yes," I moaned. He grazed the bud with his teeth
and pinched harder on the other. "OhOhOhOhOoooooh," I
cried out and knew my cunt was dripping with cum. He
gently pushed me over on my back. He twisted his body
into a 69 and bent his mouth to my wet pussy. I guided
the cock dangling above my face to my lips and started
sucking. Whatever Lucifer was doing to me felt
incredible and made it difficult to keep giving good
head.
I toyed with his testicles a bit before kneading his
tight asscheeks. I parted the two globes, searching for
his hole. When I found it, I lightly ran a finger over
the muscle and felt his groan against my pussy. Another
orgasm bucked my hips and my shout was muffled by his
dick. A trickle of cum oozed out of the cockhead into
my mouth. I expected salty and bitter but his cum
tasted like sin, like chocolate syrup right out of the
bottle. I concentrated all my efforts on my blowjob,
wanting Lucifer to shoot a load down my throat.
He pulled himself free of me and rested on his side.
"Sorry, Billie," he said and shook a finger at me. "I
need to save all my cum for your hot little pussy." He
crawled between my thighs and thrust his hardness fully
inside. "I love women who aren't virgins. I can show
them my prowess in the bedroom." The palms under my
kneecaps held my thighs apart as he drew completely
out, then rammed back in up to his balls. This lasted a
short while. Soon, Lucifer was barely leaving my warmth
as we fucked.
I helped as best I could by thrusting my hips in
opposition. I wiggled side-to-side when he was all the
way in, chafing my swollen cunt lips against the wiry
hair covering his groin. I knew he was getting off on
my moves. He quit sliding in and out and let me fuck
him. My legs wrapped over his hips and I did tiny
circles with my pelvis. I had my ass off the bed and
jerked it up and down, consciously clenching my pussy
around his dick. "Who's fucking who now, Lucifer? I'll
lose my soul but you've already lost your head," I
purred.
"You're a fuckin' bitch, you know that?" he retorted
angrily.
I bucked hard and forced his body backwards. My legs
were still locked around his waist as I sat on top of
him. His turgid prick went deeper inside from the
change in position. I leaned over him, pressing my tits
against his chest and placing my lips near one ear. I
whispered, "What other kind of woman would fuck the
devil, huh? And you've had them all, haven't you?
Whores, sluts, ladies, minxes, vixens and shrews. But
you've never had a bitch, have you? Not until me."
The tip of my tongue traced the shell of his ear. I
rocked my body over his length, teasing us both with
the pleasurable sensation. I chewed on the fleshy
earlobe and waited to see what Lucifer would do now. He
moved his hands over my back to my ass and massaged
each cheek. His mouth tickled my ear and his breath was
hot against it as he droned quietly, "Care to make a
deal with the devil?"
I bit gently along his jaw-line to his chin. I licked
the full length of my tongue over the cleft there, then
mapped the contours of his lips with the tip. "What
kind of deal?"
His tongue darted out and copied my actions. "Fuck me
every night for eternity. How does that sound?"
"Sounds like a marriage proposal to me." I rubbed my
palms over his pecs, creating a warming friction.
"Don't expect a church wedding, honey," he growled and
flipped us over. I was flat on my back with him looming
over me. He started pumping his cock again.
"I'll settle for a fire and brimstone minister." I
curved my lips into a smile and saw him do the same.
"Aren't you glad Noel buggered off with Dan the
dickhead? I know I am." The thrusts got harder and
quicker, signaling the cumming of the devil.
End
Editor's Postscript: Dang, she can even put a nice wry
turn of a phrase at the end! You know, when we get back
together, I'm gonna suggest to her we should
collaborate and go professional... :D
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world
contract HIV every year. You only have one body per
lifetime, so take good care of it!
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