Disclaimer/Admonition: 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. 
<sigh>

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. :)

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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 

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 jawline 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

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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
