Lucian, the man is sexy and gorgeous, but when he transitions into the Devil, he is vicious and evil and highly sexual in his perverted way. If you have enjoyed my previous chapters, I hope you continue to enjoy his temptations in this one, but please read no further if you do not like, nor approve of rough, hard core sex. This is not a nice love story!
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My following story is purely a work of sexual fantasy and is complete fiction. The names of my characters are all fictitious and do not represent anyone living or deceased.
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Mike was struck by how clear and crisp the night was as he drove home from his card school. He was on a high, having cleared the pot a number of times with his winning streak, and was now £300 better off!
The moon was full and illuminated the road ahead. Other than the foxes playing in the moonlight, there was no-one to be seen on the common. It was very late now and he yawned as he carefully drove his car. Perhaps he'd had one too many whiskies so needed to be careful. His mind wandered to his host's luscious large breasted wife. He recalled how she deliberately leant over the table each time she refilled his glass, drooping her enormous tits tantalisingly in front of him; he could almost reach them with his tongue. Mmmm she was definitely up for it, he just knew he would get to fuck her soon.
He was just nearing the sharp bend towards the pond and accelerated into it as usual. But what the hell was that animal in front of him. A dog? A sheep? He couldn't quite make it out. He applied his brakes, but there was no mistaking it as it suddenly stood on just its hind legs. He saw the large horns and the mesmerising yellow eyes. It grew more and more upright, larger and larger as a thick mist slowly descended around him. His heart beat fast. He knew it was Satan.
The demon's wings spread over the car and Mike lost all control. He cursed as his car skidded off the road into the dark muddy pond. And then a sense of dread and panic as the car started to sink in the water. He pulled frantically at the door handles to escape but they were firmly locked by Satan's power. He pulled, pushed and banged on the windows to no avail. He screamed for help fruitlessly in the darkness of what was to become his watery grave. The cold water quickly seeped in around him until it was up to his chin. He knew Satan was bestowing his final punishment on him.
He thought of his family, his life, his faith. He didn't know who to pray to before he submerged beneath the icy water. He finally opted for good over evil. Satan had not been kind to him.
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Camille hadn't slept properly since hearing about Mike's awful death. She was terrified of what else Satan would do to anyone who came into contact with her. She had made her excuses to James regarding their lunch, but she knew that it was probably not the last she would hear from him. Perhaps she should be honest with him and tell him the truth? But, he probably wouldn't believe her. It all sounded just too incredible.
Lucian, meanwhile, was behaving as if nothing had happened. Should she ask him? No, she thought better of it. She would just continue to be his faithful wife, even though she was, in truth, frightened of him. And yet, he could still be so loving and gentle when he was in his human guise. She sometimes struggled to believe herself what he could actually become, and what he was truly capable of.
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"I have been thinking, we should invite some friends around one evening. Perhaps it's time you experienced another man." He said.
She was shocked. After Mike, she really didn't think he would want her touched by any other man, but now he was actually suggesting it.
"So I am going to ask our new members, Ros and Dane, if they would like to come for drinks - and more." He had been very taken with the plump whore's huge nipples and wanted to have more of them. He had been fantasising for weeks over what he would like to do to them. And on top of that, after Mike, he now wanted to see his wife actually fucked by another man. He wanted to watch them together while he fucked Dane's wife. Yes, he felt quite excited by the prospect. "What do you think?" He asked Camille casually.
"Well, he is very attractive and sexy. I guess if you want anyone to fuck me, then he would be a good choice."
"Excellent. I will get Tim to make arrangements for next week then." He told her and wandered off, licking his lips at the prospect of getting hold of those killer nipples again, his cock getting hard in his pants.
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Camille had decided to do a little shopping prior to her encounter with Dane. What should she wear? She knew Lucian would want her dressed in something black and shiny, so where better to find something than La Baise Chaud.
"Bonjour Madame Natas." Said Yvette. "How lovely to see you again." She simpered at Camille as she walked through the door. "And how is that delicious husband of yours?" She asked.
Camille didn't like the way she had enquired. Had she had sex with Lucian, she wondered to herself. She told her that all was good and what kind of outfit she was looking for. Yvette immediately produced a black two piece in stretchy, shiny pvc.
Camille took it into the dressing room to try. It was very tight and quite difficult to get on, but eventually she managed it and surveyed herself in the surrounding mirrors. The skirt was cut out around her ass so that her naked cheeks stuck through, temptingly saying "Come fuck my ass with your huge cock, big man." The top had snapper fastenings down the back, and buckles across the front so that it could be tightened around her large tits. Yes, she felt extremely sexy in it. It was perfect. Lucian would love her in it and he would enjoy watching her fucked in it no doubt.
She paid and left and as she started to walk towards Piccadilly, she heard someone calling her name. She turned around to see James sprinting towards her. Her heart leapt when she saw him. He was even more good looking than last time they met.
"Camille, it's great to see you. What are you doing in London?" He asked.
"I'm staying in our London apartment," she told him "and just doing a spot of shopping. I'd better get back before Lucian get's home." She said, scared in case Lucian should somehow see them together.
"Why don't you come and have some lunch with me? We never did have that chat." He said.
She tried making excuses, but he was insistent. How would Lucian know? Just this once, she told herself.
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They had found a cute Italian just off the main drag. Very unlikely they would be seen together here she thought. James ordered pasta for both of them and a bottle of Proscecco. She felt very relaxed with him as they chatted, but then he reached over to take her hand. He looked into her eyes and she immediately felt the electricity run through her. She tried to pull away, but he held her tightly. She was melting inside. "Let's get to know each other better." He said. "You know I never really understood what happened. I really liked you - still really like you, and I know you feel the same way."
She pulled her hand from his, her heart beating rapidly. "I'm sorry James, it could never be - it can't be. I'm married now."
"I know that, but why did you marry him so suddenly, and you can't tell me you're actually happy with him are you? I know you were probably impressed by his money and power, but how can you love a man who doesn't respect you? What kind of man demeans his wife like he did to you that night in Soho? I really wanted to hit him. Do you really love him?"
"Actually I do in a strange way. You wouldn't begin to understand. You will never understand what is between us James. I can't explain."
"Then try, I want to understand, because I really like you, and I want more."
Camille groaned. She wanted more too, but she didn't want James to get hurt.
"Look, I admit I really like you James and I was really upset when things didn't happen between us, but it was an arranged marriage between Lucian and myself. My family had promised me from the day I was born, so you see I could never have been with you. It could just never be."
"Arranged? They sold you out as just a baby. How could they possibly have wanted you to marry someone like him? I guess it was the money was it? So couldn't you have said no? They couldn't force you in this day and age."
"They didn't force me. I wanted him. I still want him. You would never understand James. I do love him, but it's a different kind of love to what you and I could have had." She explained.
