10 comments/ 18896 views/ 5 favorites Diabolical Rapture By: Diabolical Rapture "A demo--," he was cut short by her terribly cold breath. Freezing but at the same time, somehow, hot, like peppermint. And right on his glans. He hadn't commanded his body to give the small step forward but it had already done so of its own acccord. "You could say so, yes," she answered, her breath sending shivers up and down his spine, her hand went up and a single fingertip caressed the underside of his cock ever so slightly. "No, I can't. Sorry," he said as he stepped back, his body screaming a truckload of curses at him. "And he has willpower! I might even fuck you once or twice as a freebie," she said the word fuck oh-so-slowly and with such deliberate promise, Gabriel's mouth went dry. "I bet your cum tastes powerful and I bet it will feel even better coating the inside of my pussy" Gabriel almost choked. "Look, I can't read minds but I can read your face like an open book. Come here. I promise I won't have your soul after I blow you. Let me make you cum at least once, without any obligation. I am here to please you, not to be pleased." She sighed and her breasts moved beautifully, her scent filling Gabriel's nostrils. He watched himself give a step forward before he could think twice. Alice! Crap. "It's not cheating if the woman you cheat with doesn't exist, is it?" Lucy extended her hand and took his twitching cock softly, as if she was worshipping his texture. He gasped as she continued. "You stink of sexual frustration, poor little Gabriel. We can smell you all the way down there. It's worse than a virgin teenager's smell, because you know what it feels like and you just can't get..." she started pumping and Gabriel thought it was a miracle that he didn't ejaculate all over her instantly. "...can't get what you need. What you deserve," she seemed to be talking to his dick in a loving way, maybe it was the cold from her breath but Gabriel couldn't come even if he was sure the pleasure was too much. "So I decided to help you, my dear Gabriel. I've watched you be a saint... while that stupid bitch could've gotten so much dick she wouldn't have walked for days. I would have killed, killed for a guy like you, back then". She had just called Alice a stupid bitch, but with her hand caressing his cock, he wasn't about to tell her what she could or could not say. Her tongue was the same temperature as her breath - too cold, but so delicious on his skin. It was ridiculous that he could feel this way without cumming. As she licked him up and down, Gabriel found he could make himself talk: "But... the book didn't say anything about a succubus..." he barely managed a few words, in response, her hand pumped faster. "I am NOT a succubus. You humans think you've got all of us classified. Tell me... a guy with a PhD in physics, is he somehow not allowed to be a good cook? Can't a mechanic be a great photographer? Can't a well-behaved boyfriend be a deliriously... good... fuck?" She said that last statement pausing between sucking only the head and his cock felt like it was in heaven -ironically enough-, Gabriel was now certain that she wasn't allowing him to cum. He had thought her voice was sexy, but actual sexual contact with Lucy (if that was her name) was beyond any description. He would need to invent new words to express how his rod felt. "It's the same with us, we can be so many things... and that was how I got into the chat, because I knew I'd find you there. Now, can I shut up and suck you until you cum like you've never cum before?" He could only nod. She stopped licking his shaft and kissed it without looking at him, her expression spelled out triumph. Lucy definitely was enjoying her power over him, she opened her lips further but not being soft, she made him feel as if there were some resistance and he had to force her mouth open. Gabriel gasped as the sensation surrounded him. It was impossible to have felt this from anyone. The absolute cold that was intoxicating, her mouth pressing all around him without a hint of teeth sliding all the way to the base. He could feel her breasts against his thighs as her nose pressed against his trimmed pubic hair. Whatever she did was impossible to describe, he didn't know how blowjobs worked from the giving party, but Gabriel was pretty sure no woman could move... or swirl... or whatever she did with her tongue, he groaned, placing a hand on her hair. For a moment, her soft tresses distracted him. Then the true suction began. She was a master of this art and her hands went to his ass to prevent him from falling backwards as his body gave in to the sensation. This blowjob was something different from everything he had experienced. It wasn't just her technique; the sounds coming from her made him believe she actually wanted this. And unlike Alice, Lucy was terribly sloppy. He felt his penis lathered up with her saliva, there was not a hint of stopping to make sure her hair was perfect or of preventing precum from being smeared on her lips. Her nails trailed softly around his balls. The thought of his girlfriend threatened his erection, and, as if sensing this, Lucy pressed all of her mouth around him, hummed and sucked hard, almost painfully so. Gabriel had never been seriously beaten up, but this certainly felt like it in a different way. All the sensations felt like punches, hard as they were. He almost screamed. Lucy made some nearly imperceptible change and suddenly he was able to come. He gripped her head with care but firmly and he grunted like an animal as his release came. She gave out a small squeal of delight and he felt her throat doing something else. She was swallowing. The last spurts of Gabriel's creamy blasts felt even better, kinkier. He had never had a girl swallow his load before. She hummed with pleasure. Just as she separated from his still rigid cock, he saw a small thread of saliva connecting his dick to her lips. Her hand gracefully caught it, then she sucked her finger and smiled. "Do you plan to tell me you had never dreamt of that?" she asked, coyly, her strange accent heavier than before. He shook his head and twisted as he dropped down to sit beside her. Normally, after an orgasm, his mind cleared up, but he was still within lust's heavy fog. It was impossible, just as impossible as a girl appearing nude out of the blue. Her eyes became all business-like and her smile faded away. "I do hope you are satisfied, Mr. Verdin. If that's not the case, then please do lean back, I'll ride you without mercy until you scream my name like it's the only word that can ever matter. It WILL be the only word that will matter, I can assure you." "I can't possibly be ready for more, I've already come three times today and--" he was cut short yet again as Lucy's hand wrapped around his softening cock. Her nails -manicured with strange polka dots that managed to look sexy as every inch of her- dug into his flesh, making him grimace and gasp with pain. Yet he felt as if some kind of energy, almost like electricity flowed over him, starting from his penis and covering all of his body. Hard as a rock, Gabriel looked at Lucy with mild surprise on his face. He wasn't expecting that, but the effect was far from unpleasant. "Do you want me to beg? I really doubt it. I know you're used to having to take pleasure from your own hand, and I don't think you want me to beg... I think," she pushed him violently back into the bed with surprising strength "I'm going to take what I want and you're going to love it." She glanced at the small speakers on the dock and music began to ooze out - Buddha Building's 'Slowest Possible Groove'. Her nails again trailed his skin, leaving red marks as they went by. Gabriel hissed with the slight pain but greater pleasure from that simple act. "I have been craving for your cock for so long now that I'll make your life hell. You'll rue this moment because no woman, ever, will be able to make you feel like this. Not only because I'll milk you dry, but because, Gabriel, unlike anyone else you've met, I want YOU." He was driven mad every time Lucy spoke his name, it was as if she derived pleasure just from pronouncing it. She didn't waste time as she spoke, she crawled on top of him and dragged her nails across her nether lips, opening them slowly, more for his visual pleasure than for anything else. "I want your semen," she said with a deliberately slow lowering of her hips to his hardness, "or is that too formal? Would you like me to say that I want your cum? Because I'm going to have it. All of it." Truth be told, Gabriel couldn't care less what she called it as long as he got to penetrate her. Lucy's pussy was grazing the tip of his cock, only a fraction of an inch of it parting her folds, her hand on his abdomen preventing him from thrusting up. "I know she never talks, not even sweetly during sex," she went on, as half of his achingly hard head was halfway in, "you should be enjoying the way I'm toying with you. You always get to do all the work, now your work is going to be laying still while I take what is mine." A faint sigh escaped her lips as an inch of his hardness found its way in. She smiled, held her body still and moved her pussy muscles, starting to massage him. He was writhing, trying to get at least the next inch in but she wouldn't give way. Her nails marked his skin and she purred as she felt the small contour of his abs. Lucy's hips started swaying with merciless slowness, keeping pace with the music. She began descending, taking at least a good half minute to go almost all the way down, her cunt greedily receiving his aching cock as he gritted his teeth, his head back against the mattress. Her free hand grabbed him by his chin and forced him to look at her while the final moments of their union went by, she looked at him intensely as she stared at his body with fierce superiority. Somewhere in the background, Color Theory started a song, 'A Safe Distance', he thought. Gabriel looked at her. All too physical to be a hallucination, this gorgeous woman was looking back at him with animal lust. Lucy's body wasn't perfect like a magazine model, airbrushed to make her look almost inhuman. She looked too human, if anything. Not too thin but nicely filled out without getting to what he'd think of as chubby. Her body reminded him of shapely fetish models, like Miss Mosh. She had curves where they needed to be, flatness where necessary, hips that could only be described as sinful. She ground against him in a way that could've been confused as loving, matching the music, her breasts swaying invitingly. But there was no way someone could look at her face and imagine it was love she felt. She exhaled deeply and raised her hips above his only to go settle back down decadently slowly. Then up again. Then down. Gabriel's breathing synchronized with hers. Even if Lucy was going at a slow pace on the outside, on the inside, her pussy was pressing, pulsating, vibrating all over his cock, threatening to make him lose his mind. She leaned forward to dangle her luscious breasts over his face. Instructions were unnecessary, his lips attached to one as his hand went to the other, his free hand placed against the small of her back. They continued like this for moments that stretched on and on. Ga in's 'Tango the Night' came up on the playlist, the music matching Gabriel's resolve. As if he had only found his voice, he almost croaked the words. "If this is for MY pleasure, then I will fuck YOU, not the other way around," grabbing her by the hips, he made her lie on her back, Lucy showed no resistance, rather, an amused grin. Gabriel didn't go crazy with his pounding, he raised her hips so he could start drilling into her only a bit faster, the strokes going in purposefully, deeply into her, his mind set on making her moan. He steadied his feet on the bed while he set his hips to work in and out, pistoning with controlled strength. She eyed him with satisfaction, and whispered, "I may be on the bottom, but..." but, oh, she could clamp down her pussy like a vise. After a low groan of pleasure escaped his throat, Gabriel determined to try harder, grinding his midsection against her pussy with every thrust, then swaying a bit to the left or right before pulling almost all the way out of her. This had become a competition of sorts, even if it was one Gabriel was doomed to lose, he wouldn't go down without a fight. He grabbed her ankles and made Lucy raise her hips higher, leaving only her upper back against the mattress, the rest suspended in the air, with her pussy open to his endless assault. Her breathing became a bit ragged but she wasn't going to allow him to win so easily. When he bottomed out inside her, Gabriel felt her fingers trailing all around his sack, while her cunt expertly clamped down on him and nearly prevented him from pulling out. He gasped but didn't give in, he ground into her harder, pretending Ga In's voice was cheering him on to dominate the demon with his cock. Lucy actually breathed in sharply and eyed him with mock offense. She had been wrong, Gabriel could say other words besides her name. "Oh... fuck..." how eloquent. But the universe was dim, going all away. The only thing that was important was the untamed woman below him, accepting his cock while making him almost beg for release. Even if he was on top, fucking her with what would've been his best performance, guaranteed to make a woman scream, Lucy eyed him with evident pleasure but not won over. "That feels nice, but if you want me to moan out loud, don't be so gentle," she purred, "ravage me, fuck me like an animal, don't hold back." Gabriel complied, thrusting into her like he wanted to shatter her pelvis, making both of them bare their teeth almost at the same time, he could feel his dick filling her hungry pussy but she wanted more. Well, more he would give her. She hissed and whispered some words in an unknown language, alternating with simple orders that would be happily fulfilled. "HARDER...yes...harder...", she actually moaned and Gabriel found the sound so alluring that he grunted as he felt his balls tighten and... "No, no, if you come in me, you'll die... and I don't want you dead just yet. Make me come." Even if he was fucking a goddess, the prospect of dying was like a mental slap to Gabriel. He pulled out. And this time, Lucy was the one to look surprised, her mouth even dropped open. Her irises started to fill up with a red light. "How did you..? Never mind, this time I'm not begging, I'm ordering to fuck me silly, Gabriel," she rasped. "I won't and you can't make me." "Is that so? Did you use any of the protective spells on the book? Did you purify yourself before the ritual? Do you have any kind of defense against me? I could eat you alive right now, starting with your dick and you'd thank me with your dying breath." "But you can't force me to fuck you, you could take me, but not willingly, and unless I'm mistaken..." "You're too smart for your own good. What do you want?" "To fuck you silly, Lucy," and then with a grin, "but live to tell the tale." "Impossible. I can't help it, once your cum starts flowing inside me, if it's not my mouth or ass, you die. I can't change how this works." "Then, I think I'll have to fuck your ass, huh?" "Unless..." "Unless..?" "How do you feel about becoming a demon, Gabriel?" "Excuse me?" "Well, we are not always born, we can be made, and if I do a little something right when you start cumming... It'll be the greatest sex you'll ever have. Nothing ever will compare. I can tell you, I was there. The pain will be beyond description but the pleasure... you'll feel like even your soul is having an orgasm. You are a good candidate. Nice body, a good and well-aimed dick, willful, intelligent, I could use a guy like you." Gabriel wasn't an evil person, and even if the sales pitch was great, her promise even generating a drop of precum, he had his doubts. "Will I die?" "Certainly. You always needed sex, I'm offering you so much you won't ever complain. And, you could have me any way you want without any risk." "What about my soul, what about hell, what about..?" "I'm not a scholar of this, but I'm not tortured. I don't know if it's hell where I live, but I haven't been judged. Come, Gabriel. Come inside me and find the greatest pleasures ever awarded to a living being." His penis was beginning to send painful signals to Gabriel, an ache that could only be sated by burying himself deep inside Lucy, his decision was made before his mind even processed what she was actually saying. "You won't regret this, my Gabriel. Now come and fuck me like there's no tomorrow. I want your hot cum inside me and I'll reward you with something that will blow your mind and soul." He grimaced with a sort of fury he had never felt while the last song he'd ever hear began: HIM's Venus Doom. Too fitting. He positioned himself over Lucy, pinned both her wrists with his hands and slid inside her without any tenderness. If he was going to damn himself, he might as well earn every second of it. "Yes, like that..." but he wasn't waiting for any encouragement, he started fucking her brutally hard, had Lucy been any less wet, he would've harmed her. But she was slick enough to make this a sweet torture for both of them, he shut his eyes and started fucking her like a man possessed, slapping his hips against her without any mercy. "No! No... open your eyes. I want you to look at me when you fuck me," and so it was done. He stared intently and intensely into her eyes as he ravaged her body, as he took his pleasure out of her and as she started moaning high pitched and loud, almost like a teen girl her first time. He had thought it impossible that her pussy could convulse around him any tighter but it happened, she was vibrating all around him, sending pleasure all through his cock, screams of pleasure ringing his ears. Gabriel found out that it was actually his voice, he had never screamed during sex and now he was going almost hoarse, fucking Lucy's cunt into oblivion, hearing himself moan intensely, his voice fading away, his neck tight with the strength of his body banging against her, screaming as he drove in and out. "I... I can't... I..." he panted between words, he screamed again as he felt the greatest orgasm he had ever felt. "Fill me with your cum! Give it to me! Now!" she was commanding him with a voice that didn't sound as sultry and low, rather younger and higher which was what sent him over the edge as she filled his ears with her pants and grunts. This went beyond any orgasm he had experienced before, his feet tightened, his balls felt the release first, but then his legs, his arms, all his mind went with this feeling as he felt his cum almost boiling as it shot out, blasting inside her as she moaned one last time and then fell perfectly still. Another shot inside her and he felt weaker, she saw his eyes and smiled devilishly as her right hand suddenly shot up, glowing, piercing his chest and touching his still beating heart. His mouth hung open as he felt his body being set on fire, the pain went all around and inside him, he felt being pounded by hammers, cut with razors, every inch of his body melted in acid, his brain about to explode, yet, at the same time, he could feel his pleasure doubling up in the back of his mind, then it became real. Gabriel's body tensed up again, as his orgasm revved up and he felt as if all of his body was only his spurting cock, he could feel Lucy's inner walls sucking him in into the highest pleasure and he lost his mind, he had stopped screaming but began again. He dug his nails into her chest as he held on for dear life, feeling it all go away as the last blasts burst out of his stiff prick with painful pleasure. Diabolical Rapture The last part of his orgasm subsided as he felt Lucy's hand send something inside his chest, but it was too late, the world started fading away. And it was so worth it, he thought, as everything went dark. And then, he opened his eyes.