Devil Made You Do It?

This story was written for the 2025 Literotica 750 Word Challenge, below this line are exactly 750 words:

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You are the son of a preacher-man. Raised in the church, graduated high school still a virgin. Full basketball scholarship to the private, religious school of your dreams.

Handsome, athletic, and what a fine intellect you have. Freshman year and you already have a pretty girlfriend, all the guys are jealous because she is quite the catch.

We (I'm her roommate) have invited you over for dinner Friday night. You arrive dressed in a suit and holding a bouquet--how astonishing adorable you are.

Introductions are made, the flowers go into a vase, I disappear to my room to give the two of you some space.

She blushes when you compliment her looks. Still, she holds you at arm's length. You ask if you can help in the kitchen; no, the lasagna and bread sticks are already in the oven. Defeated, you retreat to your designated chair.

She brings you a glass of lemonade. I inwardly chuckle, Italian cuisine needs to be paired with a blood-red wine. Clearly, your girlfriend doesn't have a clue.

You make small talk about whether or not Noah's Ark was real? Did the sun actually stop during the battle of Gibeon so that Joshua could conquer Canaan? You both agree, 'yes, we have to believe that's true since it's written in the book.'

I decide to go with the bra-less plunging neckline and not to wear panties. I spritz my favorite perfume 'temptation' on my wrists, my neck, my chest.

I suddenly appear in your midst. You are startled but your girlfriend is calm & collected. She tells me I look nice...I look over at you to gaze into your eyes. You stammer something about how my dress is 'immaculate.'

Your girlfriend goes into the kitchen, I stand at the table waiting until you finally realize there's a duty and you rush over to pull out my chair. I brazenly kiss you on your cheek before taking my seat.

Dinner is divine... though, you and I both know the added spice is my cleavage. You are constantly drinking me in as you nibble at your plate.

I remind my roommate about the dessert. She is suddenly sheepish; no, she needs to run out and get fresh strawberries and black pepper.

I hand her the keys to my car then say to drive safe. She doesn't even look in your direction as she exits. But I do...

The front door hasn't even closed before I'm already approaching; you are immobilized. I wiggle my shoulders and the straps of my dress fall down to reveal my perky breasts in all their glory. Your dick is already responding...wanting to worship.

I climb up onto your lap facing you and guide your mouth to my nipples. You drink my sacramental milk...and are in awe.

Still, I need to hear you say it...I pull your pants down then position my warm, wet pussy right up to the tip of your manhood spear. Then I beg you to give yourself entirely over to me...not by words but by action.

You hesitate, then see something in my eyes--you reach your hands up to cup my face so you can kiss me. I have all the time in the world so I allow you to bask in my glory. Then you reach your tipping point, you wrap your loving arms around me and pull my body slowly downwards so that the two of us can become one flesh.

I gasp and I whimper; then bereft, begin to confess 'I love you, I love you'... over and over again.

Once you've taken me to the hilt, you see something in my eyes that frightens you but it's too late. You have already given me the permission I need -- I begin my undulations and now you, a mere mortal, are forced to wholly submit to my desires.

But is that true? No. Still, I am now sliding up and down your shaft and imploring you to give me your seed. You know too-well what is at stake... but can't resist. I bounce a couple times then hold fast as you spray your cum, your tithe, deep inside me.

I allow you a moment's rest...then order you down to your humble knees. Our relationship is a two-way street. You watch in horror as I now grow a massive male, veiny, pulsating appendage.

You, prostrate at my feet, present your fine virgin ass as tribute. My cock hungrily consumes your body, mind, and eternal soul.