Untitled Short Story Part 9 (The Tempting Devil (A Futanari Erotica Love Story))

Daily dose of the random book I finished.

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PoV The Cult Devotee Devil

I had to ask the question on my mind, I had to confirm, and I pushed up against my Goddess as she tried to writhe in pain and pleasure, and I stood on my tiptoes and leaned up into her ear. “I will kiss you now if you answer my Question, Goddess,” I whispered into her ear as she moaned and she froze.

Ever since we kissed inside the school, she has been obsessed with my kisses, and I love it. She opened her mouth, and a moan escaped. “R-Really?” the goddess innocently asked. My hand stroked her cheek, comforting her, and she pushed her face into my hand, wanting more.

“Have I ever lied to you?” I replied with a grin.

“N- No,” The Goddess moaned, and she shivered and looked at me. “I- I answered your question,” she groaned. Her body hopped up and down, and I started to chuckle at the succubus in training before me. She was desperate for more kisses, and I should not have left such a massive loophole in my words, and my pussy gushed from loving how desperate she was.

I did not wait; her eyes widened, and my lips pressed against hers. It was like heaven came to sing for us personally. My goddess moaned into my mouth, and I loved her lips. My tongue licked out, and her body no longer writhed; and she just trembled under my hand, and then, a loud spray erupted below us, and my goddess’s eyes rolled up, but I did not stop kissing her as she orgasmed hard. 

Then I retracted my hand and pulled back from her lips, leaving her a groaning mess. Her breasts heaved, and she instantly started to writhe again, moaning and groaning. “P-Please, kiss me. I want to be kissed,” My goddess moaned desperately, and I could not help the growing love I have for my new pet. She was amazing, and I loved her. 

“Then answer my next question,” I replied, brushing my lips past hers again. She groaned and lunged forward for my lips, and I backed off, refusing her. 

“Mm! Please! I will answer,” My goddess groaned, writing against the restraints.

“Have you ever masturbated before?”

“What's that?”

My mind blanked, and I froze.

How could someone live not knowing that?

What?

No, she is lying, right?

“It is playing with your body to feel good,” I replied, needing to know.

“I- I only, oh god, something is- iS- IS COMING~!” My goddess trembled, and her pussy erupted, and she shook like a leaf, and I wanted her more. I cannot wait to move to her cock that was throbbing and leaking precum now. It was thick and white, but I did not think it was her cum. It was amazing, and I grinned while looking at her.

“Answer, and I will kiss you,” I told the shuddering and breathing heavily goddess before me.

“I- I never masturbated before or did anything like this,” The Goddess told me, her voice full of pleasure from just moments ago, and my smile was splitting my face. Her breasts heaved, moving those vibrators torturing her, and I grinned.

“Then you will never do something like this with anyone else, Right?”

“No, NO, I won't!” My goddess moaned, and I closed my lips on hers, and she shuddered, and I grabbed her breast and gripped it tightly, and my other hand grabbed her cock as I could no longer contain myself. 

I was going to be her very first everything. I was never going to let anyone else have her. She was mine!

MINE! MINE! MINE!

Even if I have to babytrap her!

Oh god, look at this massive godly cock dripping with precum and thick seminal whiteness that dripped down and clumped together. How fucking thick was the baby batter in it? I wanted to feel it inside me!

Would it be so thick it was stuck inside me?

I did not care if I had to give up school. 

I did not care if I ended up homeless.

I NEEDED THIS INSIDE ME!

I was willing to give up everything!

I licked my lips, broke the kiss, and smiled as she lunged forward, trying to kiss me again, and I danced away as she groaned.

“OH GOD~! KISS ME~!” the Goddess complained, and I pushed my lips against hers again, and my tongue danced with hers, and I lost myself in this perfect kiss with this perfect human, and I loved her.

I was in love with her.

She was all I needed.

God must be real.

He created the perfect Goddess for me to destroy and control.

He gave me the perfect little demoness to control.

I would cherish her forever!

I broke the kiss once more and grabbed her massive throbbing cock, and smiled. “You ready to pleasure your Master?”

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PoV the Kisses, Goddess

The world was spinning, and pleasure and pain were assaulting me every moment. Each breath made those vibrating things dance around and pull on the clips, sending a sharp pain through me even as pleasure flooded in everywhere else.

My body was lost in a sea of pleasure, and in the midst of it all, The devil controlled the sea. She stood watching me with a smile on her face, and suddenly, she leaned forward, and her face reached up, and I shivered as her lips neared.

 “I will kiss you now if you answer my Question, Goddess,” the devil whispered into my ear.

Kiss?

KISS?!

Oh god, more kisses!

YES~!

God, I wanted more!

“R-Readlly?’ I needed confirmation.

Her hand reached up and started to stroke my cheek, and it was like everything else fell away. I loved it. How could I ever live without these caresses?

HOW!

I pushed my face into those wonderful hands, and she asked, “Have I ever lied to you?”

“N- No,” I moaned, shivering as I looked at her, and I groaned out a moment later, stuttering over the words as I won a small victory from this devil, “I- I answered your question,”

The pleasure and pain were building up, and it took all my willpower to say that. I shuddered and tried to control myself but couldn't. I could not escape, and I WANTED MY KISS!

Then, the red-eyed devil looked into my eyes, her face closing the distance, and she kissed me. Heaven came once again today. Our lips danced, and our tongues intertwined. I was lost in the amazingness of the devil's lips. IT FELT SO GOOD!

I trembled, and then that wave came. It came without my ability to care or stop it from happening. Below me, I erupted, and pleasure overcame me, and I peed myself again. Shame hit me like a rock as my body shook and trembled under her hands. 

Then it ended again, and I hated it.

More!

MORE!

I groaned, moaned, and writhed against the restraints, growing more and more resentful! I WANTED MORE KISSES!

“P-Please, kiss me. I want to be kissed,” I begged, wanting more, needing more.

“Then answer my next question,” The Devil said, her lips brushing past mine once again, tasing me. I needed to take the kiss for myself, and I lunged forward; she backed up just out of the way, and I could not reach her amazing, devilish lips.

“Mm! Please! I will answer,” I groaned, writing against the restraints.

“Have you ever masturbated before?”

“What's that?” I did not know what she was talking about. I answered quickly, and I wanted more kisses. I pulled against my restraints harder, and I could not move, and I wanted more! 

The Devil looked shocked, but I did not care. SHE OWED ME A KISS!

“It is playing with your body to feel good,” The devil replied, her voice dark and forceful.

“I- I only, oh god, something is- iS- IS COMING~!” Something was coming, and my mind blanked, and I started to tremble and somehow, despite emptying my bladder before I pissed myself again. Shock and pleasure blanked my head, and I shook stupidly as I was lost in this odd bliss from pissing myself, and my cock throbbed hard.

“Answer, and I will kiss you,” The Devil promised.

“I- I never masturbated before or did anything like this,” I said, my head blank with pleasure. 

I did not know what she was talking about. I was lost in whatever she was doing to me.

“Then you will never do something like this with anyone else, Right?” the devil asked, but I did not understand what was happening.

“No, NO, I won't!” I moaned, and suddenly, she kissed me.

I shuddered in delight, and I felt her grab my breast, and pleasure hit my head more.

I was going to die from this. 

The pleasure was amazing, and I shuddered from her kiss.

Her grip on my breast tightened, and pain mixed with pleasure, but it was all good.

It was better than good!

It was amazing.

Her hand suddenly grabbed my cock, and I throbbed, and I shuddered harder from her tightening grip.

Then, with a lick across our lips, she broke the kiss, and I groaned, pulling against the restraints, and I gasped.

I lunged forward, and she dodged again, and I could not stop my groan. 

WHY AGAIN! STOP DODGING MY KISS! I WANT TO KISS!

“OH GOD~! KISS ME~!” I begged.

Then she kissed me.

I asked, and I received!

I loved it!

Oh!

OH!

YES!

THIS!

I was lost in it, and our tongues danced, our lips pressed together, and we played together, and I loved each moment of it.

Then the devil broke the kiss once again, and her hand grabbed my repulsive cock and broke the kiss once more. Then the devil was smiling and looking at me and asked, “You ready to pleasure your Master?”

Anticipation hit me, and dread. 

She was going to hate me!

NO MORE KISSES IF SHE HATES ME!

But she was already moving before I could even say something, and I could only watch in horror even as pleasure and pain assaulted me.

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PoV A Worried Coach

It was extremely uncharacteristic for my gymnast not to show up for something. Her PR manager called me, but Katelyn never showed up for her Subway commercial shoot. Luckily, right now, with the Olympics around the corner, it was alright for now. But she would not be able to miss the next one. They needed to get it filmed, and I covered her by moving it to tomorrow, but she pissed off a lot of people.

Well, probably not for today. Would people be pissed, but if it happened again, it would be bad.

The problem that worried me, though, was that this was not normal for her.

It was extremely abnormal.

Katelyn always called if she was going to miss something. Her parents might not care much about her mental health, but I did. She was a driven young woman who devoted her life to her craft in a single-minded pursuit of being the best at gymnastics. She hated how she got second place at the last Olympics and had been deadset on being first in the next set. She even made up a new move which wowed me in order to do it, and I was excited for the world to see it.

But now I was here, not hearing from her, and my worry started to grow with each passing minute that she did not call or show up. It was just unlike her, and I started to ponder: Should I call the police?

No, it's Too quick.

Her parents?

They wouldn't know.

Ah, I could call the school!

Perfect, I pulled out my phone and just needed to find out where she was.

I knew some of her friends and picked the top of the list from my head.

“Hey, have you seen Katelyn?” I asked her vice president before she could even respond.

“Um, I heard something about her leaving with a girl somewhere.” The Vice president said, his voice filled with questions. “I don’t think I have met the girl before, but, yeah, I think she left the school already. Is everything okay?”

“I haven't heard from her,” I told him bluntly, and he went silent. I know who to call; give me a moment.”

He hung up before I could even reply and I looked at the phone and sighed. I knew that kid was in love with Katelyn, it was good to have someone like that around her but Katelyn had no idea about relationships. She was all business since she was a kid and strove to the top. I would not be surprised if her sex education was extremely lacking as well.

For an eighteen-year-old, she was extremely naive in that respect, and I had to sigh. Should I do something about that? Give her the birds and the bees talk? She was intersex, but her testosterone level was LOW. She was supposed to have more, and the doctors were thinking of prescribing some to her, but because of the Olympics, we had to hold off on that. Plus, She really hated that cock of hers.

It was unhealthy how much she hated that part of her body, but the doctor was insistent that she not remove it till she finished puberty, which was going late for her. I felt bad for her in that respect, and I really wished I could have assisted her more.

The phone interrupted my thoughts and i looked to see it was the vice president calling and I picked up.

“So, I found out who she went home with,” The Vice president informed me with something odd in his tone.

“Oh, I just want to check in on her. If she is out with a friend, that is wonderful.”

“I- I-” The vice president seemed to not know what to say, “She is with the Valvictorian of our school and hell, I heard she even got in the top ten of the SATs although that doesnt matter in this.”

“She might have asked her for some help,” I replied, confused, not understanding where he was going with this.

“You would not ask her,” The Vice president instantly insisted. “I would ask anyone else, including the school idiot, before I would ask that nut case about classes.”

“What?”

My mind was blank, and I did not know what he was saying.

“I mean, she is fucking crazy. And I talked to a person who said that she walked out of the school and got into her car.”

“Okay, why is that a bad thing?” I asked.

“Because it is, just trust me on this. You should try to contact her and get her out of there if you can, okay?” The Vice president insisted.

“Okay,” I replied, confused, “I am already trying to do that. Got a name for me?”

“Yeah, Riley Bekker is her name. The principal will know who you are talking about.”

“O- okay,” I replied and sighed. Hanging up and calling the principal immediately.

“Principal Green, may I know who is speaking and the reason for your call.”

“Hi, This is Katelyn’s coach, and I cannot seem to get ahold of her. I asked around a bit, and I heard she had gone somewhere with a girl named Riley Bekker. Do you happen to have a number where I can reach her? I just want to touch base.”

“Riley Bekker? Riley, Ri-” The Principal began to think, and I could hear him freeze. “Wait, Did you just say Riley Bekker?”

“Yeah,” I replied.

“You're saying Riley Bekker has Katelyn, the national-level Gyminst, in her car?”

“Y- yeah?” I was growing concerned.

“Was it willingly?” The Principal asked insistently about needing an answer.

“From what I hear, yes, it was. I haven't heard that it wasn't.”

“Then let me handle the rest. I will get Katelyn or Riley to give you a call if I can. Do I have your permission to give them your number?”

“Yes,” I replied.

“Perfect,” The principal said very quickly and hung up.

The sound of the beeps hit my ear, and I was lost looking at my phone.

Who the fuck is Riley Bekker for her to invoke this reaction?

She was a top student, so it should be fine. Is that right?