Fucking the Devil (NSFW image at the end) (2060 hits)
Category: RomanceRating: 1.5 on 13 reviews (Rate this item) (V)
Submitted by Impassive-Digressive (View user info) at 2004-10-01 02:35:18 EDT
The evening began innocently enough, obviously leaving itself some room to work with. Dusk had settled over the land, with the final vestiges of the blood red sunset being absorbed by the darkened sky. The birds were coming into roost, commuters were returning home and somewhere out there, Courtney Love was stumbling around drugged out of her mind.
The beauty and stillness of the early evening was all completely lost on me as I pulled on a pair of jeans and hunted around for a clean shirt. Not hunting in the traditional 'Bushman-from-The-Gods-Must-Be-Crazy-with-a-spear-going-"click-click"' kind of way, no, it was more in the vein of 'pouncing-on-slightly-wrinkled-shirts-before-picking-them-up-and-smelling-them' type hunting. (I don't know if you can hunt any animate objects with this method, but then again, I have never tried.) Clad in my unfortunate 'prey', I sprayed some deodorant over myself and bounded out to the lounge room.
After reuniting a pair of stray pillows with the sofa and jabbing at a button on the stereo I took a deep breath and flopped down on the couch. The clock on my VCR blinked; 6:57 pm. I grinned, three minutes to spare - assuming she was on time. After waiting for about fifteen minutes, Thelonius Monk launched into another song and there was a tap at the door.
Angela smiled at me as I opened the door an invited her in.
"Where do you want to put these videos?"
"Uh, just dump them on the couch." I gesture in its general direction. "What did you bring?"
"Mallrats, and The Devil's Advocate. Seen them?" She puts them on the couch and turns, looking straight at me.
"I've see Mallrats a couple of times, only bits of the other one. That's the one where Keanu is a lawyer and Al Pacino has a really fucked up wall in his apartment right?" She nods, still looking at me. Almost as if she is sizing me up.
"Drink?" I offer.
"What've you got?"
"Half a case of Coronas that I kind of liberated from the party last week, and not much else. We can go down to the shops if you want something else."
"Coronas sound fine to me."
I fumble through a drawer looking for a bottle opener, thinking about the party last week where we met.
It was one of Andy's annual costume parties, and Angela was a friend of a friend of a brother, or something. Dressed in tight red leather with a small pair of horns, she was undoubtedly the best looking devil I had seen since Liz Hurley tried valiantly, but failed, to save the abysmal movie that was 'Bedazzled.' In my cheap suit and G. W. Bush mask, we were destined to get along.
The night ended when, after an exchange of saliva and some drunken groping, she gave me her number and took a cab home. Well, technically, the night ended for me after I passed out on the tiled floor of Andy's kitchen, curled protectively around half a case of Coronas, but we won't go into that.
I stuck a wedge of lime in each of the beers and sauntered out into the lounge, Angela emerged from the corridor leading to the bathroom and my bedroom. She looked slightly guiltily at me as I handed her a beer.
"Just exploring, hope you don't mind."
"I'm sure I will get over it." I half-smiled and took a swig of beer.
With a final whimpering squeak, the conversation turned up its toes and died, leaving us awkwardly clutching our beers as Thelonius belted out a tune. I began desperately scanning the room for something to talk about before our silence could take too strong a hold on the situation; I spied the videos. Salvation.
"Would you like to put a movie on?"
"Sure, which one? You said you've seen Mallrats right?"
"Yeah, but I could easily watch it again. Any preference?"
She put down her beer on the table beside the couch and pulled a coin from her pocket.
"Call it."
"Heads for Mallrats."
The coin spun through the air, coming to rest in her palm.
"Heads it is."
One thing I have noticed about sofas over the years is the tendency for two people of the opposite sex, even if they begin next to the armrests, to gradually cover the distance separating them, and wind up together somewhere in the middle. After a few beers, a quick phone call to the local pizzeria and 94 minutes of Brodie, T.S., Jay and Silent Bob, (not to mention the chick with the three nipples), Angela and I were sitting together in the middle of the sofa. I had summoned the courage to make a move on her when the pizza boy knocked on my door.
After relieving a blond lout named 'Dougie' of a large pepperoni pizza and some garlic bread, I returned to the lounge. The Devil's Advocate started rolling as we ate.
By the time the second movie had finished, Angela was crushed against me, and my arm had found its way around her, and inside her shirt. When the credits started rolling, she pounced. Before I knew it, I was shirtless, and there was a very cute girl straddling me, with her tongue in my mouth. An electric shiver ran down my spine as her fingernails raked my chest. She broke away and looked disapprovingly at my couch, and uttered a single word.
"Bedroom."
I am not sure if it was a suggestion, a request or a command - regardless, seconds later she was pressed between my body and my bedroom wall, as I methodically removed her shirt and skirt. The light of the full moon was streaming in through my bedroom window, and I could make out the pattern on her panties; it was a little red cartoon demon clutching a pitchfork, accompanied by the words 'horny little devil'. I smiled.
"Horny little devil, huh?" In response, she pulled down my jeans and wandered over to my bed, lying down, aglow with the moonlight, a mischievous grin playing over her face.
"You have no idea."
I could have sworn at that point, that I saw a crimson glint in her eyes. She hooked her thumbs on the waistband of her panties and began sliding them off, intently watching my face. She tossed them aside and smiled coyly.
"So..." She began, "Have you ever fucked a devil?"
User Reviews
Submitted by Jo_of_the_golden_P (user info) at 2004-11-22 01:06:10 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Who would fuck her now?
Also, OW!
Submitted by Impassive-Digressive (user info) at 2004-10-01 09:43:04 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
Submitted by Id (user info) at 2004-10-01 08:41:37 (#)
Ranking: 1
excellent.
It appears phase one of my recruitment campaign is going well enough.
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Exactly which recruitment campaign would that be??
Submitted by Id (user info) at 2004-10-01 08:41:37 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
excellent.
It appears phase one of my recruitment campaign is going well enough.
Submitted by EatMeCompletely (user info) at 2004-10-01 08:22:10 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
That probably hurt bunches...
Submitted by Slapshot99 (user info) at 2004-10-01 06:24:42 EDT (#)
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Submitted by munkeypants (user info) at 2004-10-01 02:41:59 (#)
Ranking: 0
So, if you tongue the bean...
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for some odd damn reason....I kinda like the way that sounded...
Submitted by Impassive-Digressive (user info) at 2004-10-01 04:02:41 EDT (#)
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Submitted by Siren (user info) at 2004-10-01 03:29:47 (#)
Ranking: 2
Whoa.
That devil looks like it spit out a jelly fish onto to bottom of the picture. Eeew!
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I guess that's one way to look at it....
Submitted by Coyote (user info) at 2004-10-01 03:39:44 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Whoah.
Submitted by Circe (user info) at 2004-10-01 03:37:49 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
It scares me.
Submitted by Avals (user info) at 2004-10-01 03:32:59 EDT (#)
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Haha! That's one kickass tattoo!
I don't think I'd fuck that, though. No sirree...
Submitted by Siren (user info) at 2004-10-01 03:29:47 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Whoa.
That devil looks like it spit out a jelly fish onto to bottom of the picture. Eeew!
Submitted by Impassive-Digressive (user info) at 2004-10-01 03:04:17 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
I guess you would be, munkeypants.
Submitted by munkeypants (user info) at 2004-10-01 02:41:59 EDT (#)
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So, if you tongue the bean would you be french kissing the devil?
Submitted by dakingisdead (user info) at 2004-10-01 02:41:51 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
You Lothario you.