"Finally."
LUCIFER
I didn't want my lips to leave Rachel's. Her kiss radiated with warmth and promise, not a hint of carnality. It was a kiss of companionship, and for an eternal moment, I was lost in it. Then her tongue flicked across my lips, and her own formed in a malevolent smile. The romance of the moment faded, and the lust began to take hold. An entire day of pent-up sexual tension built past its critical point, and burst. The kiss devolved into a rapacious devouring of mouths, my reptilian tongue entwining her human taster, our lips locking upon each other's faces. Our hands left their positions at the backs of our heads, and began to move south. Needful moans and giggles slipped from our passionate embrace as our eyes opened and stared. Rachel's gaze was full of challenge, and so was mine. She knew the test meant nothing, but she was still determined to pass it. I wouldn't have it any other way.
"You ready?" She panted as we broke, spit bridging out mouths.
"Are you?" I smirked back, staring levelly into her eyes.
"The final test," Rachel whispered, "Lucy, I'm going to fucking-"
I didn't let her finish that thought. I wasn't going to play fair, and neither was Rachel. This was going to get dirty.
We disappeared from the restaurant in a puff of black smoke, and reappeared in my bedroom. A passionate red color radiated from the gothic chandelier that hung from the vaulted ceiling, illuminating paintings of my most prominent escapades which decorated the walls of my cavernous abode. The bed was enormous and circular, ringed with posts that had shackles dangling from them. Rachel was still holding me, though both of us were now on our knees atop the bedding. She took a moment to examine the room I spent most of my nights in, then returned her eyes to me.
"So," I smiled, breathing her breath, "now that we're-"
Rachel pressed her palm against my face and pushed me backward onto the bed. The monologue I had practiced in front of the mirror earlier today was cut off in my mouth as my head drove into the mattress. My ankles locked beneath my knees, forcing my legs to spread wide and hike my tiny dress past my hips. Rachel's blue eyes smirked with mirthful malevolence into my own, her mouth curving at the corner. Her tongue slowly wetted her lips, and the thin smile she bore grew to a display of brilliant white teeth. With a final assessment of my vulnerability, she pouted her luscious lips and blew me a teasing kiss, before moving down. Her lips met my neck, then trailed greedily down to my breasts. Her fingers stripped the bodice of my dress with a violent swipe, and my bust was sent jiggling free. She sucked upon each nipple, moans leaking from her mouth as mine began to form in my throat. Her hands caressed the lines of my abdomen, tracing tingles of fire along my flesh. Her mouth left my nipple with a final smack of lips, then followed her teasing fingers lower and lower, gradually nearing the part of me now leaking with anticipation. Her fingertips caressed the lines of my pelvis, and traced their way through my frothing lips. I shuddered at the gentleness of her touch, and Rachel smirked at the tremor.
"I bet you had a whole monologue just for me," Rachel giggled with her chin resting on my pelvis, "did I throw a wrench in it?"
"Just a setback," I gasped as her fingers pushed inside me, "I'm (AAAH!) very adaptable."
"We'll see."
Rachel's mouth smiled defiantly as her lips lowered. Her fingers curled inside my pussy, pressing against the sensitive spot on my ceiling. My head tilted back, and a soft cry escaped my mouth. I felt Rachel's breath hot and heavy against my womanhood. Her lips pressed against my moist slit, and her tongue joined her invading fingers. My own tongue snaked from my mouth and licked my lips delectably as I savored the feeling of her tasting my insides. Her other hand massaged the space between my holes, her fingertips gliding back and forth against my taint, lowering to just above my asshole, then rising to just below my pussy. Her relentless teasing sent my mind into a feedback loop of unfulfilled need. Moans coursed from my mouth, and finally, I yelled: "Just put it in my ass!" And she did. One finger, and then the next, and then the next, and then the next. Curling at the knuckle, gripping me from the inside, moving in and out as she stretched the tight sphincter she was violating. Searing pleasure tingled up my taint, and the crown of my head dug desperately into the bedding. A strained cry left my lips and my thick fishnet-wrapped thighs locked tightly around her head. Rachel reacted to her lustful imprisonment with a lecherous kiss, her lips wrapping around my clit, drawing it into her mouth, sucking it gently. I covered my face with my palms and screamed in delight, and a familiar voice came sneering into my mind.
Oh, Lucy.
God chuckled.
Are you too in love with Rachel to fight back? Are you just going to lie there and let her take you like a bitch? After all the hype, I was hoping for a more even match. How disappointing.
God's teasing snapped me back to reality. My locked legs tightened around Rachel's head, my abdomen coiled to the side, and I spun us over. Rachel was forced on her back with me straddling atop her face, but her fingers and mouth still worked diligently inside me, not missing a beat. I unclenched my thighs with great effort, part of me wanting desperately to keep her trapped there, then I pivoted my pelvis on her face, and I twirled around. I yelped in delight as her fingers twisted inside me, then regaining control of myself, I levelled my gaze at the prize between her legs.
Rachel's cock was standing tall and pitching a tent in her white dress. I licked my lips with lustful hunger and slid my body downward, my back arching in a smooth curve as I neared my target. My elegant fingers traced the lines of her thighs before curling about the hem of her skirt and pulling back to reveal what was beneath. Her perfect cock stood rigid and throbbing above a set of hairless balls, and a blushing tight slit. She pushed her fingers deeper and sucked harder on my clit, trying to keep me from taking her where she was vulnerable. Though I moaned like a whore, and grinded my ass passionately against her face, I was not deterred. My black lips pursed together and planted a kiss on her throbbing tip. She hummed a pleading moan beneath me. I lowered my head, and my mouth began to open around her. Slowly, deliberately, I descended her; my lips sucking her girth, my tongue wrapping three times about her length as stroking her as I took her deeper and deeper inside me, past my mouth, past the resistance of my throat, and into my esophagus. I reveled in my consumption, her delicious taste permeating into my mouth, her heat radiating into my neck, her girth stretching me with throbbing pulsing rigidity. My lips met her base, and then rotated slowly, a groan of lechery seeping from my lathering embrace. Rachel squirmed beneath me, her mouth loosening its lustful hold on my pussy to yield a muffled cry. I smiled internally at her responsiveness, and slid my fingers between her legs. One hand gently cupped and massaged her balls, while the other moved lower, and split in a four-fingered-V. Two fingers slid into her tight slit, while the other two slowly expanded her constricting rim. Deeper and deeper I went, relishing the feeling of her soft inner flesh tightening around me, not stopping until the vertex of my hand was filled with her squished and pulsing taint. She whimpered an unintelligible plea, her thighs quivering in their splay. My lips rotated mercilessly about her cock, my nose pressing into the soft flesh of her sack, my chin digging gently into the flat muscle of her pelvis. Then I moved up, keeping my lips sealed, wetting her beautiful cock with a sheen of my spit, the suction pulling my cheeks gaunt, sounding a vulgar slurp all the way up until I reached her head. Oh god, she was delicious! Over and over, I consumed her, my lips squelching wetly, my throat gurgling as she plunged into it. Her cries grew more desperate, sounding of defeat and surrender. Her fingers laid static in my holes, and her mouth had ceased its lecherous feeding. She became helpless and limp in the face of my prowess, and I smugly notched a line in the "Lucy Column." Maybe this wouldn't be too hard after all.
I should've known better.
RACHEL
Lucy sucked me in a way that left me helpless to do anything but enjoy it. She ran her juicy lips slowly and gradually, never speeding up, always forcing me to savor every little inch she consumed. Her tongue stroked me up and down inside her mouth, wrapping thrice about my shaft and hugging it in a wet embrace. Her throat closed around me, her soft wet flesh swallowing as she sucked, drawing me deeper, willing the cum that was boiling in my balls to release. My lips left her beautiful pussy in braids of parting saliva. My head fell uselessly back against the bedding and my fingers stopped their exploring invasion.
That's it...
Lucy sang softly, comfortingly, in my mind, as though I was a child she was putting to bed.
Just lie back and relax, Rachel. There's no need to fight me. I can do this to you forever. I can be on my knees for you where I belong, pleasing you like this, worshipping this thing like it deserves to be worshipped.
