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Subject: SEX WITH SATAN BY PSYCHOE
From: rdragon@ix.netcom.com(***)
Date: 1996/11/24
Message-Id: <57akou$rcd@dfw-ixnews5.ix.netcom.com>
Organization: Netcom
X-Netcom-Date: Sun Nov 24 5:12:30 PM CST 1996
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
sexsatan.txt
S e x W i t h S a t a n
by: Psycoe
First of all, this file is dedicated to my late dog, Cindy, who
without her influence, this file would never have been possible...
This file contains explicit sexual material, so dont jack off on
the
keyboard...
My life had been very boring and drab. My subscription to Penthouse
and
National Lampoon were about to expire so my life had no meaning. I had
been
working mowing lawns, trying to get enough money to buy a hard drive...
since
my ex-girl friend told me that hard things were nicer than floppy ones.
My
parents were in California for US '84. My dad posted a note on the
local
college job board that he needed a baby-sitter to watch his 15 year old
son
and sit by the pool and suntan. We got many phone calls. My
babysitter's name
was known to me only as "34-24-33".
The first days of my stay alone with the star of Debbie Does
Dallas was
pretty boring (since it was that time of month and I am not a vampire).
The
third day of my stay, my baby-sitter sat down and told me that she had
fantasies of molesting younge 15 year old boys who she babysits for.
She then
proceeded to fufill our fate by sticking her soft hands down my pants
and
unzipping me. She took off her shirt and bra, slacks and panties then
leaned
over and told me she wanted to whisper sweet nothings in my rear.
She told me she had seen this on a Cheech and Chong movie. I
naturally
went along with the fantasy. She took off my pants and placed my
'joint' into
her vibrating mouth. As soon as she began to choke, she turned her head
up and
told me that she had one more fantasy to fufill with me. I said that I
would
do anything for her. She tied me to the bed with these handcuffs she
had
ripped off a fucking cop. She proceeded to spank me and kept calling me
'bad
boy'. Then, the little nympho took out a lighter and set my cock on
fire and
told me not to smoke.
As I began to burn, I could faintly see her molesting my pet
gerbil while
smoking a banana peel (which happened to be my pecker). I saw a violent
light,
then a rainbow in the dark.
I was dead and in Heaven. I, being an active atheist, didnt
believe a
damn thing about this. I saw some gates and opened them and proceeded
to go
through the bars. A man with a cane stopped me and told me he could
answer any
questions I had about Heaven. I proceeded to ask, "Sir, if I lived a
good life
and kept Kosher, helped little old ladies across the street, do you
think I
could get a cute little angel to piss on my face every Thursday night
in
Heaven??" The man immediately hit me in the balls with the cane and
said,
"There is no sex or corruption in Heaven, we all sit around and
meditate while
listening to Culture Club tapes." I said, "Fuck this shit man, I
absofuckinglutley dont want to spend my eternity in this fag joint." I
then
left the gates and jumped into oblivion through the clouds.
I fell through the sky and felt the earth seal around me. I began to
hear
some faint music!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I ran
towards the music and heard some Ozzy Ozbourne, Crazy Train Playing. I
immediately screamed "Now this is more fucking like it!" I took out my
pack of
Menthol Players and lit it from the fire still pertruding from my cock.
A lady
with extremely large breasts welcomed me into my new home. I saw men
orgying
in the fire-laden streets with beautiful women. I jumped on a 21-
year-old
woman and started gangbanging her with my cock of fire. She stood up
and
screamed, "Why's your cock on fire??" I told her my plight and she told
me to
go to Satan's wife.
I entered Satan's wife's house and signed the guest register. I
ran up to
her room where she was actively masturbating with a broom stick. I said
"wow!!" She looked up in ecstacy and and asked me what she could do for
me. I
blushed. She said, "Besides that!" I told her of my story. She said she
could
help me quench the fires, but I would have to pledge my life to winning
over
the virginity of young school girls. She placed my cock in her mouth
and the
fire was quenched by our ecstacy.
I asked her what her name was in my last breath of passion. She
said it
was Lita Ford. I asked her if the lady who set my cock on fire back on
earth
was one of her followers. She said her name was Wendy O. Williams. I
said
"wow!!!!" After having another engagement of oral sex with her steaming
clit,
I was wisped away to the land of virginity and high school girls.
I found myself in a private school for young rich snobby girls. My
new
identity was Angus. I had no last name, but never questioned the intent
of my
master's wife.
I first began to hunt out my prey with the high school
cheerleaders. But,
after noticing that they stuck to the floor while doing to splits, I
decided
to go for less virtile girls. I seduced a young girl whose face
reminded me of
an ancient memory. I took her up to my apartment and she said she
needed help
with her geometry. I showed her my obtuse angle and she showed me her
acute
one. As I tore off her bra, I noticed how undeveloped she was. I took
off her
greasy panties and began to tounge her love channel. She started to
moan and
said she couldnt believe I was doing that to her. I just told her to
sit back
and relax. As I licked her wet spot, I noticed her erect nipples and
the tiny
dew drops forming around her clit. I tounge fucked her for 15 minutes
then
started to push my shaft up her. She started to moan with pleasure. I
proceeded to tie her to the bed with a pair of hot handcuffs which I
had
borrowed from Wendy. I forced my victim's head down over my pulsating
dong.
She began to gag a familiar gag. I let her head up for air for a
moment. Then
to my surprise, she stuck her tounge out and it was flaming. I said
"oh, shit,
not again!!!" She set my dick on fire.
As I proceeded to go back to my mistress in the underworld of sex,
I
began to think of how good it would feel to get my pecker's fire
quenched
again by Satan's wife's cool pulsating tounge. I entered Hell for a
second
time and everybody greeted me with praises and started begging for
sexual
vibrators to be sold in Hell for a lower price. I said "Why ask me??"
They
told me it was all a test to see who would be the new number two. I
began to
understand, as I remembered the ancient lyrics of an Iron Maiden song
named
"The Prisoner." I lit another Players and proceeded to my master's
flaming
house in the depths of sex. I entered and Satan bowed down and kissed
my hand.
He said I am the new number two since he is getting a little too old to
get
his cock sucked on anymore by his wife. I took the position gladly.
I realized my new position. I am SATAN!!!!! I have unlimited
powers!! I
begin to lead unsuspecting virgin girls to my domain. I conquer earth
with my
flaming nympho's. I proceed to climb up the ladder of Heaven and gang
bang all
the ladies there and say, "You could have been doing this alm your life
instead of living in misery trying to draft more people into your false
faith!!!!!!!" I then pick up my brand new electric gibson challenger
with new
tremelo bar and customized locking bolts with the perfect distortion. I
yelled
the ancient and foreshadowing lyrics of my coming into power...
"Heaven's on Fire!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
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this is my life and this is my story...the next man you see caught on
fire
could be me predicting my rule over all and the sexual reign on earth,
hell,
and heaven.
--psycoe
the keeper of the cock of fire!!!!!
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