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The Chronicles of Devil Boy and Angelica
Night on the Town
Anxiously he spread her legs wide as he held his cock against the opening to her slit, teasing her as he rubbed the head up and down her lips, coating himself in her juices. She was moaning softly as she could feel the tension building, the anticipation of his inital thrust, when he would penetrate her barrier, filling her.
Almost hesitantly, as if warring with another part of herself she reached up and cupped her breasts. She moaned delightfully as a chill touched her breasts, her nipples reacting sharply to the sudden stimulation.
Finally he thrust into her, overwhelming her senses as he slid easily into her tight channel, pressing his weight firmly against her pelvis. Bracing himself on his knees he drove hard into her, his balls slapping against her ass.
Slowly a desire crept insider her. Slowly she approached her pussy with one of her fingers, smiling nervously up at him. Curiously he looked down at her as she started rubbing gently at her clit, exciting a symphony of moans and whines from her parted lips.
He marveled at her behavior. Never in the five years that they had been married had she ever touched herself in front of him. The subtle difference was enough eroticism to send him prematurely over the edge, spilling some out onto her stomache as he withdrew.
An unexpected lust in her eyes, she reached out with her fingers, catching some of his semen before licking it off with her tongue. He stared wide eyed at his wife as she got onto all fours, crawling towards him, licking her lips.
Slowly I crept from the shadows, sliding easily through the darkness in the rest of the house as I savored their delicious moans.
Walking down the hallway I opened their daughter's door just a crack. Closing my eyes I peaked inside her dreams, smiling devilishly at the moans that I heard. I saw her dressed in a chearleading outfit, hugging one of her girlfriends tightly as they kissed.
Opening my eyes, I sighed. A sophomore in college and she still hadn't come to grips with her desires. Peaking inside her dream once again I memorized the face of the girl that she was with, focusing on her aura.
Closing her door, I vanished in a puff of crimson smoke and brimstone as I entered the limbo between worlds. A world of thought. As I rode the ferry, I began to think. The ferry man looked at me cynically, unimpressed by my short stature.
It never failed. They were all the same. No one gave me the respect that I deserved. The Eternal Youngblood. Champeen Snika Thief! Crumbler of Nations! Corruptor of Secretaries Everywhere!! I am the Demon of Lust and Passion known solely as ECB. But none of the other demons called me that. To them I was a reoccuring joke. Standing only four feet tall hadn't gained me the reputation for being very intimidating.
Instead they called me by my nickname. Devil Boy. A cruel mockery of my true title. But that was okay. One day they would get theirs. I had far more important things to do.
Vanishing from the ferry I reappeared in front of the bed of the girl that I'd seen in Allison's dream. Her chest rose and fell with the gentle peaceful sleep that spoke of innocence.
Closing my eyes I peared inside her dreams, just as I had done with Allison. I looked around, bored, as I saw her sitting with her friends, gossiping endlessly.
Climbing up onto the bed beside her I whispered into her ear, causing her to stir slightly. I leaned back for a second as she resettled, smiling happily. Again I whispered into her ear. Again she shuffled her feet, but this time her dream began to change.
Suddenly it was no longer her and her friends. Instead it was just her and Allison, sitting in one of the local diners, sipping shakes. Allison stared at her across the table as her foot brushed casually against Allison's leg.
I smiled wickedly as I walked along her bed, kneeling down to gently spread her legs. She squirmed slightly in her bed as her and Allison kissed in her dream. Taking her hand I led it down to the patch of blonde, neatly trimmed hairs between her legs. Placing her palm against her mound, I backed away as instinctively her fingers started rotating, teasing her button.
Her other hand slid her nightgown down over her breasts as she held one of them, cupping it softly in her hands. Leaning over I blew across the pair of breasts, a chill forming upon her nipples as they tensed into hard buds.
Slowly Allison's fingers found their way to her pussy in her dream, as her own fingers slowly snaked inside her lips in the real world. Placing my hand upon her stomach I rubbed her gently. She moaned as a deep heat built inside her groin, sending chills up her spine.
I backed away from the bed as she continued on with her pleasure, no longer in need of my aide. Closing the door shut behind me I skipped happily through the halls of the house. I looked in on the parents' bedroom to see a lonely wife sleeping alone in her bed. I knew Karen well, for I had spent many a night with her, helping her out of her secluded shell.
I petted her softly on her head as I smoothed back a loose strand of her hair. Not tonight. She needed her peace tonight.
Closing my eyes I ventured outward with my all-seeing-gaze searching for the closest human in need of a boost. My thoughts traveled across the empty streets of the city, startling cats on trashcans and awakening dogs everywhere.
And then I found him. Vanishing in my trademark way, I rode the ferry until I reached my destination. I quicky climbed the outside wall of the building until I reached the apartment that was housing my target.
Crawling in through the window I hid behind the couch, listening to the whispers inside his mind. He wanted some girl. Badly. But she wasn't there at the moment. Something about being in the bathroom.
Climbing up onto the back of the couch I whispered into his ear as he graciously accepted the suggestion, and then I slid back out onto the ledge, scaling the outer wall quickly.
I paced anxiously along the rooftop as I waited for the pair to arrive, then I suddenly heard voices coming up the stairs. Hopping off into the shadows as my tail flapped anxiously in the air, I giggled with glee.
I heard the two laughing and carrying on, obviously both of them a little drunk, before they both sat down to stare over the side of the building. Peaking around the edge of the wall I was almost blinded by her heavenly wings. I gritted my teeth in frustrating, howling at the moon as I cursed the infernal angel who was ruining my works.
Then I noticed the two embracing, the man causing sweet moans to escape her lips, and my mouth flew open. I stared transfixed as the being of light made love to the human male, half suspending over the edge of the building before she recognized her predicament.
Eventually the two of them cleaned themselves up before walking back the way that they had come, staggering here and there as they walked.
Hopping off of the gargoyle I stared at the pair until they had completely left.
Unconsciously I stroked my goatee as my tail whipped against the concrete, throwing off sparks.
"Interesting indeed. An angel among the mortals."
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