by Marc Cabot
Simon’s recharge time had gotten very impressive since Lily’s arrival. He didn’t even think about it. “You’ll get what you want. Keep going.”
Her eyes lit up and she went back to sucking him. While no human could match Lily she was... more real in a sense. Her small fingers were surprisingly strong and she pulled at him in desperation.
After a few more minutes his hands tightened in her hair and the come spurted into her mouth. She moaned with pleasure and kept up a gentle pressure until he was finished, then slowly slipped her mouth off him. She wiped at her face with the back of her hand and looked at him with a little smile of triumph.
“Pretty good, eh?”
He staggered over to the couch and sat down heavily. “Pretty great.” Her smile grew wider and she walked over and sat beside him. She put his hand on his cock, which had softened slightly, and it firmed again.
“It just keeps on goin’.” She stroked it gently and watched his face. When he didn’t protest, she climbed into his lap and slowly brought herself down onto his dick. As the head slipped into her furry little slit her head rolled back and she moaned helplessly.
“Oh fuck... it’s so big...” She was trying to force herself down onto it too fast even though she was dripping wet. Sheila was no virgin but she wasn’t that experienced and she just wasn’t built on the same scale he was. He put his hands under her ass and kept her from pushing when it got so tight it hurt.
When he wouldn’t let her thrust, she started bouncing up and down. Fast. He sucked air after a few strokes. She was going insane. But at least her cunt was gradually stretching around him. She couldn’t speak, just moaned and wailed as she filled with his cock. He watched her small tits shake, tiny dark brown nipples dancing before his eyes. He caressed one lightly and she cried out.
Just as she got all the way down, he felt something touch the end of his dick. She was literally full of cock. When it pressed her inside she wailed louder and began to shake uncontrollably.
“FUCK! Your cock is so good Simon I’m so fucking FULL!” She was still trying to bounce but a little flash of pain washed over her face every time she hit too hard. He held her down and snuck his hand between them, feeling for her clit.
When he touched it she screamed. He stroked as gently as he could. She came over and over again, the orgasms blurring together. Finally, she sagged against him fighting for breath and he stopped. She kissed his chest and neck weakly.
Simon had managed not to come himself, since he’d already had one orgasm, but his dick was aching. When she had steadied a little he said, “Let’s go in the bedroom before one of us hurts his back, okay?”
She laughed a little unsteadily and managed to pull herself off. When his cock slipped out her face went slack. “Empty. So empty.”
He got up and helped her to her feet. “We’ll fix that. Come on.”
They walked toward the bedroom. Simon was more or less carrying Sheila to keep her from falling. She had gotten her second wind and was was way too busy kissing him and fondling his dick to worry about little things like not falling down and breaking her neck. When they went through the door Simon’s cock stiffened even more. Lily was lying naked in the bed with a caught-the-canary grin. She looked at both of them and licked her lips. “Yum. Look what you’ve brought me.”
Sheila looked at Lily and frowned. Even through her haze of need for Simon she knew when she was outmatched. “What d’ya want with me when you’ve got this waitin’ for ya?” A note of despair entered her voice.
“Hey, none of that!” Simon kept his voice light. “Don’t you think I like you too?” He put his hand on top of hers where it gripped his cock and smiled. She smiled back and the hungry light returned to her eyes. “That’s better. You’re both gorgeous.”
Whimsically, he said, “In fact what I’d really like to do is watch you kiss Lily all over and then fuck the both...” Simon’s voice trailed off. Sheila had leapt into the bed and was licking and kissing her way up Lily’s leg. She moved with purpose and energy and was soon nuzzling at Lily’s smooth pussy. Lily spread her legs wide and sighed with pleasure.
“Why, thank you, Simon. What a sweet little tongue she... oooooh!... has.”
Not into birds, eh? Simon looked at Lily with confusion. “Why’s she doing that?” he said in the quietest voice he could manage. Eyes twinkling, she “whispered” in his ear without moving her lips. Good trick, thought Simon.
“With this much lust for you she’ll do whatever you say if she thinks it’ll get her some dick. She’d let you fuck her eye sockets.” He made a disgusted face and the little voice tittered in his ear. “Sorry. Anyway, she’s so far gone the whole night’s going to be a haze to her. No ordinary human can think straight about what happens when I do this to them. So if you want me to do some tricks, I will.”
Lily could apparently “hear” him as long as he vocalized, even if the sound wouldn’t have carried six inches otherwise. So he moved his mouth and barely let a whisper pass his lips. “No hooking her on succubus milk or burning out her ability to enjoy ordinary sex or anything like that?”
“You are no fun at all.”
“Lily...”
“Of course not. You already told me no. I told you, I’m a demon of my word. She’ll only remember what you tell her and she’ll be none the worse for wear.”
By this time Sheila was lying on top of Lily sucking one of her nipples and moaning nonstop. Her thighs were on either side of Lily’s waist and her dark-haired pussy was spread obscenely wide. Even her ass was open. He looked down and licked his lips in unconscious emulation of Lily.
The little voice was back in his ear. “You like her ass, master? Take it.”
He blinked. “She’s tiny. I can’t do that. I’d split her in two.” His cock was throbbing painfully: part of him didn’t care.
Laughter that wasn’t quite mocking filled his head. “Slide your cock into me. Then put it in her ass. You’ll see.”
It’s magic, he thought. She knows it won’t please me to hurt anybody. Lily lifted her hips with no apparent strain and he slipped into her pussy which was flowing with liquid heat as usual. He grunted with the effort of pulling it out again Once he was inside her it was hard to stop. But the idea of fucking Sheila’s exquisite little ass was excellent motivation.
Simon put the tip of his cock at the tiny little hole and Sheila started, but didn’t try to move away. He pushed tentatively and the head of his cock just... slipped inside.
He closed his eyes and groaned in astonishment. Oh fuck. Oh fuck that’s good. That’s so good. Fuck! He pushed harder and the shaft started to disappear inside her. She never lifted her lips from Lily’s breast, but her body was shaking as if she had a high fever. She pushed back onto him, apparently wanting more. Muffled screams were audible and Lily looked up at him with a victorious grin.
“Told you. Fuck her. Fuck her hard. Feeling her scream at my breast is delicious.”
Without further hesitation Simon shoved his hips forward and sank into Sheila’s ass until he could feel his balls against her pussy. She was almost as wet as Lily and ground back into him as hard as she could. The screams grew louder even with the “gag” completely filling Sheila’s mouth.
Simon started to pump.
With each stroke, a scream and a shudder wracked Sheila’s body. His cock felt like it was being squeezed in a vise, but it didn’t hurt, it was excruciatingly wonderful. Simon seized her small waist and started pulling her onto him with each thrust. At one particularly savage yank her mouth popped off Lily’s breast and caramel-colored fluid ran all over the succubus’ glorious breasts. Sheila let out one unmuffled shriek and then latched back on. Lily lazily rubbed the milk into her skin and smiled up at Simon.
This was too much and he shouted himself as he came. He stopped thrusting and just pushed his dick as deep into Sheila’s body as he could possibly go. The screams, once again muffled, became one long unending wail and as Simon collapsed onto the squirming pi
le of flesh she went limp.
He managed to roll to the side and his cock slid out of her with an audible “pop.” She spasmed, but remained limp. When he’d caught his breath he whispered to Lily again. “She okay?”
“She’s fine. She just passed out. It happens.” Lily was keeping her voice casual, but he could hear the satisfied tone underneath. She smacked Sheila on the ass with one slender hand and the other woman’s head popped up muzzily.
“Eh? What? Don’t do that!”
Lily smacked her harder. “Don’t tell me what to do. You can sleep on your own time. Simon’s not done with you yet.”
Sheila’s eyes came into focus. “More? Really?” She sounded like she couldn’t decide if she was delighted or terrified.
Meanwhile, this was news to Simon. “I’m not?”
Lily turned to him with what could only be described as a devilish grin. “Look at the mess she made. I’m not cleaning that up.”
He looked down. His cock was covered with glistening fluid and come, although it didn’t look... dirty. He would have expected it to be messier.
“She can run get a washcloth, then.”
The succubus snorted. “Not for my master. Get down there and suck him clean, you little slut.”
Simon frowned and said, “Hold it, Sheila. Just lie there a second.” Sheila, already halfway to Simon’s waist, lay still. In his “Lily whisper” Simon said, “She can’t do that. It’s been in her ass. It’s... dirty. She could get sick.”
“Not with my juices all over it. Don’t be such a priss.”
“You mean it’s antiseptic?”
“I mean it does what pleases you, just like the rest of me. If you wanted it to poison her, it would. But since I know you don’t want anybody getting hurt, it can’t hurt anybody.”
She smacked Sheila again. “Get to work.” Before Simon could object she popped up and her mouth came down on his cock, sucking vigorously. He gasped and couldn’t speak for a second, and by that time, she was making mmmmm’s of delight and he gave in. The feeling of decadence as he watched Sheila’s head bob up and down was dangerously appealing.
Lily rolled over on her side to watch, smiling viciously. “That’s the spirit. We’ll have you cured of all this goodness nonsense in no time.”
That did it. “Sheila, get up. Go in the bathroom and wash up. Then go get your clothes, come back here and get dressed.” Without hesitation - although not without a disappointed look - she got up and obeyed. He turned to Lily.
“As for you, you listen to me. I understand your job is to corrupt me. I won’t blame you for that. But when I say no, I mean no. You are not to tell people to do things I’ve said or indicated make me uncomfortable without permission. Do you understand?” His voice wasn’t angry. He knew she didn’t even know why he was upset. But it was very firm.
Her eyes were rolling, but she nodded. “I understand. I’m sorry I displeased you.”
Simon managed to catch her by surprise - he kissed her and smiled. “You don’t need to apologize. Like I said, I know you don’t know any better. And you were trying to please me.”
“I will never understand you.” But her gaze softened.
“No, probably not. But I’ll never stop trying.” About that time Sheila came back into the room. He lay there wordlessly and enjoyed watching her dress. Lily shrugged and snuggled into him, caressing him idly.
When she was clothed again, she just stood there with a glazed expression. Simon cleared his throat and spoke slowly and distinctly to her.
“Now, Sheila, look at me.” Her gaze was immediately riveted to his face. “We had a great time tonight and I’m sure you did too. Once you leave, you’ll remember only that you had a fling with a couple of hot people and you really loved it. Then you’ll go on about your life as usual, only in future be selective about who you have sex with. Make sure they deserve to have a woman as good as you. Don’t let nightlife interfere with your studies, either.”
She nodded faintly, eyes glassy but lips turned up in a smile. He didn’t look at Lily, but said to her, “Whatever you can do to beef that up, do it.”
The succubus sounded almost petulant when she replied. “It’s done. She would have done it anyway. But why are you letting her go? And why are you being so... nice?” This last word went from petulance to disgust.
“Lily, hush up.” Her lips clamped shut with an irritable frown. “Sheila, don’t pay any attention to what Lily said. Come on.” He walked her to the door and gave her a little kiss. She sighed and looked like she wanted more but he just said, “Be careful going home” and gently sent her on her way.
When Sheila was gone he went to the bathroom and washed up a bit himself. He splashed some water on his face and went back to the bedroom, where Lily was sitting in the bed looking dissatisfied. She still couldn’t speak, having been told to hush up.
He grinned at this and said teasingly, “What did you think I was going to do, keep her under the bed?”
“Well, no,” she said grudgingly, finally free to answer. “But she was a tasty little thing. Why wouldn’t you keep her until you were tired of her? And why did you tell her to be... good?” More disgust.
She was getting very tired of this arrogant mortal laughing at her, but it didn’t seem to make any difference. “Why would I keep her until I was bored? That would mean I was... bored. Plenty of fish in the sea and I have the best fishing pole in the world.”
Lily took a sharp breath and glared at him. She didn’t need the air, but it went with the glare. She did not like being compared to a fishing pole. She was a creature of eternal darkness! I’m going to enjoy cutting up his soul. More than usual. The glare bounced off and the smile got wider. Infuriating man.
“And as for the good part, why wouldn’t I? It cost me nothing and it will make her life better. She was nice enough, she just needs to be a little less careless.”
Lily’s mouth dropped open in confusion. “But you’re going to Hell.” For once she just came out and said it. “Why do you care about being nice? It’s not like it will do you any good.”
“If you do it because you’re trying to score points, I’m pretty sure it doesn’t count. Isn’t that right?” She nodded reluctantly. Doing good works for the sake of doing them didn’t keep people out of Hell, that she knew. Plenty of do-gooders Down Below. “Let’s just say it’s the way I’m made. You understand doing things because that’s how you’re made, don’t you?”
“Yes. But if you’re made to be nice, what are you doing making deals with demons? And seducing innocent women with infernal powers?” She looked at him triumphantly. Gotcha, foolish mortal. She knew his soul was hers one way or another, but if she could talk him out of all this “good” business, the year would be a lot more fun and she might get some more recruits. Souls were money in the land where gold couldn’t go. Simon’s she was going to eat every bit of, spread thin on the flesh of the damned. But if she got extras she could trade for things and not have to use any of his. Even demons had... ambitions.
“I have no intention of seducing innocent women with infernal powers. Anybody I seduce will be willing. I’m just taking a shortcut. Besides, I refuse to believe that God...” He used the word deliberately and it worked. She winced but listened attentively. “...is really all that down on pleasure for pleasure’s sake. He wouldn’t have built it into us so deeply if all it was was a way for your side to get at us. He wants us to be happy. It’s when we use it to hurt people, or do evil things to get it, that we cross the line. I can’t prove it, but that’s what I believe.”
She opened her mouth to argue, then paused. “You know, you could be on to something. Now that you mention it, I don’t remember seeing anybody end up Down Below just for wearing out mattresses.” She actually looked thoughtful. “What an interesting idea.”
“As for the making deals with demons... nice isn’t the same thing as smart.” His face grew serious. “I had to know. And once I knew, I had to have. Congratulations. You�
��re irresistible. Not that you didn’t know it already.”
She preened. “Now you’re making sense, Simon. You do know when to admit defeat. Good boy.” He smiled again. Does nothing keep him down?
“You know humans, Lily. We never have the sense to know when we’re beat.”
Lily walked over to Simon and put her arms around him. She felt unnaturally warm. The heat soaked into him and made his knees weak. “That’s what makes you so much fun.”
Her hands started moving restlessly over him. “Speaking of fun, you never asked for my ass before. I’m insulted.”
Simon actually blushed. For some reason, asking to fuck her ass embarrassed him. He’d never had a girl offer before and he’d never managed to work up the courage to ask. “Your ass is amazing. But so is the rest of you. I just hadn’t got around to asking yet.”
Laughter which for once was free of mockery met this admission. “You are just too precious. You can have anything you want. Just say the word.”
He looked down at her. “Ass. Now.” She jumped onto the bed and landed perfectly on her hands and knees. Her hips were canted obscenely and juices were running from her pussy.
“That’s more like it, master. Come and get it...”
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The days went by...
While he loved Prague and Lily was happy anywhere there was a bed (or a table, or a floor, or a handy wall) he decided to take the show on the road. Simon had always enjoyed the good life, but he’d never been a complete spendthrift. He had quite a bit of money saved up from his trust payments, and he knew to the hour when he’d be past the need for any of it. So he made the most of the time he had.
Lily had the oddest blank spots in her knowledge of the world and it pleased him to see her expand them. She had a vague sense of the general state of human civilization and anywhere she’d been, she knew all about, but only what it had been like when she’d been there. And she’d barely been anywhere for the past few hundred years. So he took her on the Grand Tour. Paris. New York. Tokyo. He thought she’d have to somehow magically travel to meet him, but she refused to leave him for any length of time unless directly ordered to. (She called it “protecting her investment.”)