("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2009. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. All rights reserved. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- The Offer by Dancer 2001 (address withheld) *** A gal out for a good time, finds it with Lucifer. (MF) *** Author Notes: This story has explicit descriptions of people engaging in careless and unprotected sexual activity in it, and shouldn't be accessed by minors. Kids? Try this stuff and you'll probably end up either in an AIDS ward waiting to die or in the maternity ward looking at your child before you graduate. Don't rush into 'It' - it's not THAT much fun, and certainly not worth the risks around nowadays - I'm glad I'm married! :) In any case, should this find its way into minors' hands, neither I nor Dancer should not be held responsible - I DID warn them. Editor's Note: Man! The more stories of hers I read the more of an amateurish hack I feel! :S Yes, I can weave a decent story (even if a 'warm fuzzy' romance aspect will creep in despite my best efforts:) but Dancer's works are just so HOT! A real *passion* that I just can't capture. My only consolation is that even Dancer has the occasional flaw to her writing. (She persists in spelling it "matress", but then I always 'word my swaps', so I shouldn't talk. :) This is a story that describes explicit sexual acts. If you are under the age of 18, I beg of you, leave off! 18 and older, feel free to read on and I hope you like this adapted story of the devil trying to take a human's soul. The characters of Noel, Billie, and Dan are fictitious. I can't say for sure about the devil - Lucifer, in this story - whether he/she is real or not. The acts and actions by the characters happened IRL (except for Lucifer's AFAIK). *** The Offer By Dancer 2001 I wasn't too happy with Noel tonight. She broke the second rule my friends and I lived by: first come, first serve. I called dibs on this one guy, Dan, early on in the party but Noel, true to form, snagged him away. That's what I get for having drop-dead gorgeous gal pals. (I found out later that Dan was a dickhead.) Anyway, Noel and I had driven to this party in Hampton because she knew a friend-of-a-friend-of-a-friend of the chick giving the party. We got there, Noel snagged Dan and I got left standing around the keg alone. If worst came to worst, I had a nodding acquaintance with some gangbangers on the south side that I could hook up with. About an hour after we arrived, people started to go off either in pairs or trios for sex. Time for my exit. At least the gangbangers would use rubbers. I slipped out the front door unnoticed (I thought) and I walked down the street to Noel's car. She forgot rule #3: make sure you have keys to the car. I had them and twirled the ring around on my index finger. Sad but true, Noel was the blonde cliche. Just as I got to the car, this guy showed up and asked for a ride. I checked him out: typical Aryan looks (blonde, blue eyed, tall) and a killer smile. He'd been at the party. I remembered the cleft in his chin (my weakness). "Where?" I asked deadpan. "Just across town," he replied, pointing off to his right. "My buddy's shagging the lady I wanted so, I decided to bug out." I grinned. "Your friend wouldn't be Dan the dickhead, would he?" He nodded. "Figures. Get in." We climbed in the Chevy Citation and I drove to his place. I hit all the red lights. At one, I asked him what his name was. "Lucifer." I flashed him my Spock impersonation - a raised eyebrow. "Yes, that's really my name." "What's your brother's name, Damian?" He chuckled at that one. "Well, my name's Billie. What do you do for work?" The light changed to green as I asked my question. "Try to get humans to give me their souls," Lucifer replied nonchalantly. "Fuckin' right, yeah," I said, not buying the line. "So, you still using the 'you get so many wishes and I get your soul' routine?" "Not with you. I'll go with seducing you to the darker side." "What? Like Darth Vader?" "I'm not gonna chop your hand off, if that's got you worried." We stopped at the next red. I glanced over and saw Lucifer stroking his crotch. I snorted. "The real power is in sex, Billie, did you know that? All women do and most women use what power they have to get what they want. Noel would've been easy pickings. She'd've been on her knees, begging for me to fuck her, offering me anything I wanted, including her soul." "And that, my dear, is the difference between me and Noel," I stated. "Noel is a slut puppy. Getting laid is all she wants and she doesn't care who gets hurt in the process." These red lights were torquing me off royally. "You're all powerful, right?" He nodded. I gestured to the stoplight. "Then how about using some to give me green lights to your place?" "As you wish." Lucifer pointed at the light and it turned green. Every one we came to was green. I pulled in the driveway and shut off the car. "Now what?" I turned in the seat to face him. "I think a good night kiss, don't you?" He leaned across the seat. My hands were itching to touch his chiseled chin. I kept my mouth shut as he feathered his lips over mine briefly. "That wasn't so bad, was it?" I couldn't fight the impulse anymore. My thumb rubbed at the indentation. His skin was smooth and warm under my touch. I knew he could see the banked fire of lust in my eyes. "I thought you would enjoy this one more than the Kirk Douglas dimple." "You don't look like the devil," I whispered. "I was an angel and angels are tall and blonde." I reluctantly took my hand away. "So what's the deal, Lucifer? We have sex and you get my soul?" "Something like that." He rested his back along the door. "Simple and straightforward: I fuck you and get your soul. No hidden clauses." "What about birth control and STDs? I refuse to be the mother of the Anti-Christ and get VD for my troubles." "I'm free of disease and sterile." I laughed. "It's true. I can't exactly give you my medical history, even if you would believe it. Angels can't reproduce. God made sure of that." He shot a frown at the roof of the car. "That is the oldest line in the book!" I told him between bouts. I beat my forehead against the steering wheel. "OhGodOhGod! You're a riot!" "VD is curable, you know." He drummed his fingers on the dashboard. "I'm allergic to penicillin!" Hiccups intermingled with giggles. I leaned back and stamped my feet against the floorboards. "All right already!" His voice got very deep and echoed. "We'll use a condom. I should never have invented the fucking things to begin with," he grumbled. My arms circled my belly as I laughed harder. I fell sideways onto his lap. "Now what?" "Fucking things! Condoms! A-HAHAHAHAHAHA!!" I was rolling all over the seat, consumed with a nasty case of the giggles. "You're killing me!" I told him. He slipped his left hand under my T-shirt, cupping a breast. "I'd rather be fucking you to a Hell-raising orgasm." His thumb brushed the nipple, making it hard and sensative. My laughter dissolved. I reached my right hand up under my head to his crotch and rubbed his cock through his pants. "Can I make a request? I want to do it in a nice, soft bed with silk sheets and candles all around the room." "As you wish," Lucifer whispered and snapped his fingers. We were lying in a canopied bed covered with black silk sheets. The room had muted light from red wax candles perched on every flat surface except the floor. I hummed at the sensation of the smooth fabric against my calves. "I took the liberty of removing our clothes as well." I ran my palms over my lower legs, revelling in the feeling. "I'm glad I shaved tonight. Stubble plays hell with silk." I looked up at him and felt his hard shaft along my cheek. I fingered the dark blonde curls on his abdomen, allowing my hand to work its way up his chest. My body had to stretch to give my arm a further reach. I levered myself off his lap and moved my knees along either side of his thighs. My face buried itself in the hair on his breastbone and I let my hands slid behind his back. "Did you know I like chest hair?" "Mm-mmm, I hoped," he murmured. "I'm omnipotent, not omniscient." He pulled me away by the shoulders. He zeroed in on my tits, fondling them and tweaking each nipple. I grabbed his jaw and brought him to my bosom. I shuddered slightly when his mouth latched over one peak and sucked. "Lu, yes," I moaned. He grazed the bud with his teeth and pinched harder on the other. "OhOhOhOhOoooooh," I cried out and knew my cunt was dripping with cum. He gently pushed me over on my back. He twisted his body into a 69 and bent his mouth to my wet pussy. I guided the cock dangling above my face to my lips and started sucking. Whatever Lucifer was doing to me felt incredible and made it difficult to keep giving good head. I toyed with his testicles a bit before kneading his tight asscheeks. I parted the two globes, searching for his hole. When I found it, I lightly ran a finger over the muscle and felt his groan against my pussy. Another orgasm bucked my hips and my shout was muffled by his dick. A trickle of cum oozed out of the cockhead into my mouth. I expected salty and bitter but his cum tasted like sin, like chocolate syrup right out of the bottle. I concentrated all my efforts on my blowjob, wanting Lucifer to shoot a load down my throat. He pulled himself free of me and rested on his side. "Sorry, Billie," he said and shook a finger at me. "I need to save all my cum for your hot little pussy." He crawled between my thighs and thrust his hardness fully inside. "I love women who aren't virgins. I can show them my prowess in the bedroom." The palms under my kneecaps held my thighs apart as he drew completely out, then rammed back in up to his balls. This lasted a short while. Soon, Lucifer was barely leaving my warmth as we fucked. I helped as best I could by thrusting my hips in opposition. I wiggled side-to-side when he was all the way in, chafing my swollen cunt lips against the wiry hair covering his groin. I knew he was getting off on my moves. He quit sliding in and out and let me fuck him. My legs wrapped over his hips and I did tiny circles with my pelvis. I had my ass off the bed and jerked it up and down, consciously clenching my pussy around his dick. "Who's fucking who now, Lucifer? I'll lose my soul but you've already lost your head," I purred. "You're a fuckin' bitch, you know that?" he retorted angrily. I bucked hard and forced his body backwards. My legs were still locked around his waist as I sat on top of him. His turgid prick went deeper inside from the change in position. I leaned over him, pressing my tits against his chest and placing my lips near one ear. I whispered, "What other kind of woman would fuck the devil, huh? And you've had them all, haven't you? Whores, sluts, ladies, minxes, vixens and shrews. But you've never had a bitch, have you? Not until me." The tip of my tongue traced the shell of his ear. I rocked my body over his length, teasing us both with the pleasurable sensation. I chewed on the fleshy earlobe and waited to see what Lucifer would do now. He moved his hands over my back to my ass and massaged each cheek. His mouth tickled my ear and his breath was hot against it as he droned quietly, "Care to make a deal with the devil?" I bit gently along his jaw-line to his chin. I licked the full length of my tongue over the cleft there, then mapped the contours of his lips with the tip. "What kind of deal?" His tongue darted out and copied my actions. "Fuck me every night for eternity. How does that sound?" "Sounds like a marriage proposal to me." I rubbed my palms over his pecs, creating a warming friction. "Don't expect a church wedding, honey," he growled and flipped us over. I was flat on my back with him looming over me. He started pumping his cock again. "I'll settle for a fire and brimstone minister." I curved my lips into a smile and saw him do the same. "Aren't you glad Noel buggered off with Dan the dickhead? I know I am." The thrusts got harder and quicker, signaling the cumming of the devil. End Editor's Postscript: Dang, she can even put a nice wry turn of a phrase at the end! You know, when we get back together, I'm gonna suggest to her we should collaborate and go professional... :D * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world contract HIV every year. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 63