A demonic trip to the food court

I was more hungry than anything else after my trip to Victoria’s Secret, so I took a walk to the food court. I bought some Panda Express with my new spending money and sat down at a table by myself. I scouted for hot girls, but no one really caught my eye, so I just ate, planning what to do next.

“Hey, Jacob.” Startled, I looked up to see a girl had sat across from me. She looked like a California girl, tanned and fairly tall, with long, flowing brunette hair and sunglasses even indoors. She was sipping a smoothie and wearing a tank top. I couldn’t help but notice it heavily revealed her maybe B-cup breasts. I was certainly turned on - a perfect target had seemingly shown up out of nowhere and… knew my name?

“Hi. Um, who are you?”

The girl smirked. “Well, I’m not supposed to tell you this, but… oh, I’ve never been known to be humble. I’m Pride. Yes - I’m a demon. Caught me!” She laughed a little too hard.

“A demon? Like - you work for Satan? Aren’t you supposed to be, like, red and scary?”

Pride flashed a big smile at me, and I could see she had a couple of sharp fangs. “Oh, that’s not our natural form. We were humans to begin with - apparently, I was the proudest human there was. Couple thousand years later, and here I am.”

“Why are you here?”

Pride flinched a little bit. “Ooh, I’m reallllly not supposed to tell you that one… in fact, I wasn’t supposed to reveal myself, but… I’m Pride, for Satan’s sake!”

I steeled myself. I wasn’t sure if my power would work on a literal demon, but it was worth a shot. “Tell me why you’re here.”

“Oh, I guess I’ll tell you. It can’t do any harm. See, Satan sent us out to keep an eye on you… I’m not sure if he trusts you, if you understand. We’re supposed to take action if you do anything that threatens his power - so, you know, if you tried to get to him and take over Hell. Not that you’d want to…”

I was somewhat satisfied by that answer, and I decided, demon or not, that Pride was too hot to pass up. “Okay. Spill that smoothie on yourself.”

“So, anyway, I’ve been watc- oh, Hell!” Pride had completely knocked over her green, healthy-looking drink, and it was all over her tank top and boobs.

“Clean up in the bathroom. Take me with you.”

“Jakey - can I call you that? - come with me. I still want to talk to you, but you know, I have an image to uphold. I’ll take you into the women’s restroom to wash up - don’t worry, I’ll get everyone out of there.”

Already dabbing herself with a napkin, Pride stood up and started strutting towards the restrooms. I couldn’t help but notice her grade-A ass, swaying to and fro in a pair of booty shorts.

I let her go ahead of me in the restroom, and a few women filed out once she entered. She called me to come in.

“Do you have a pen, Jakey?”

“Um, nope. Find a pen on the floor.”

Pride “happened” to look down and picked up a simple ink pen. I was watching her ass bend over more than the pen itself.

She pulled out a paper towel and drew some sort of pentagram symbol on it, placing it by the entryway. It turned red and set on fire, burning out in a few seconds.

“Perfect. Now no one can get in, and I can wash up in peace.” Pride started running the sink and using paper towels to scrub up, making her tank top wet enough to see her nipples through.

There was no going back now. “Take off your tank top.”

“Hmm, I still need to clean under this thing. Jakey, look away, please.”

“Encourage me to look.”

“Actually - you know, these are worth showing off. Take a look, Jakey - B-cups.” I stared as she turned around, no bra under her removed tank top. Those boobs were certainly nice - aside from a bit of green smoothie, there wasn’t a blemish on the two perfect semicircles. Pride finished washing off the smoothie, smirking.

“Take off those shorts, too.”

“You know what, Jakey - these babies aren’t even my best asset. Ass-et, if you will.” She giggled a little bit. “Here, take a look at this…”

Pride turned around, bending over, and lowered her tiny shorts down her legs, revealing - somewhat to my surprise - a pair of blue panties, barely covering her private parts. Her ass was round and tantalizingly tanned, to be sure.

“Let me touch.”

She stuck her ass out a little more, glancing up at me, her sunglasses, panties, and sandals her only clothing. I went up to her and felt her asscheeks, which were as amazing as I expected. I even slapped her ass a few times, at which she yipped little sounds of surprise. She made me so horny - I couldn’t imagine not taking advantage of the opportunity.

“Give me a lapdance in one of the stalls.”

Pride got up and looked at me. “Just had an amazing idea, Jakey. What better way to show off my amazing bod than a lapdance? Ooh, I’ll make this bathroom my little stripclub. And you’re getting it for free!”

She took my hand and ran into the nearest stall, closing the toilet seat and sitting me down on it. “One sec, I have to set something up.” I watched her walk over to her discarded shorts and bend over to fish her phone out of the side pocket. My erection grew watching her long, tanned legs bent over. Pride typed on her phone for a few seconds and started playing some sort of slow, sultry jazz song.

It certainly set the right mood. Pride strutted slowly, one slender leg at a time, towards me. A few feet away from me, she took off her sunglasses, revealing striking, red eyes. She winked at me, before turning around and bending over. I reached my hands up to grope her ass some more before she lowered herself into my lap, grinding against me.

“Ooh, Jakey,” she moaned. My erection pushed against her ass through my pants, and my hands reached around to caress her boobs while she brushed up and down on my lap. I twisted her nipples, and she made a sound of pleasure, a little bit of wetness seeping through her underwear.

“Take off those panties and show me how wet you are.”

Without a word, Pride stood up and turned around, dragging her panties down to the ground and stepping out of them. This revealed a well-shaved pussy with a little brunette landing strip, which was dripping wet. This only made me hornier, and I knew it was time to go a little farther than a regular striptease.

“Make it your life’s mission to ride me, cowgirl-style.”

“Jakey! Take off those jeans, right now!”

I obliged, taking off my shirt, jeans, and underwear to show my sizable cock, hard as a rock and wet with precum. Pride pushed me back down on the seat and straddled me, positioning herself over my cock.

“Pride - are you - on the pill?”

Pride gave me a sultry smile, showing her fangs. “I can’t have children. You can cum in me as much as you want, Jakey.”

At that, she sunk down onto me, my dick going inches into her tight pussy, her moaning as I went all the way. Soon, she started bouncing up and down, and I thrusted in her as she did. I came immediately, but my stamina didn’t stop there.

I brought her breast to my mouth, licking around the areola as it got harder and harder. Between the breast play and being filled up, Pride orgasmed on top of me, dripping cum onto the bathroom floor.

“Oh, Jakey, you’re amazing,” Pride moaned out.

“You - too. Pride - kiss me.”

Pride slowed down on the bouncing and brought her mouth to mine, slipping her tongue in as she kissed with passion. I could taste her lip balm - cherry - as I came inside of her once more, hugging her close.

Finally, Pride broke the kiss and I stood still while she pulled herself out, one inch at a time.

“Why, I didn’t exactly clean myself up very well, Jakey.”

God, I hated that name, but it was so sexy coming from her. “You can make up for it. Clean my cock off with your mouth - and watch the fangs.”

She smirked at me and kneeled in front of me, licking off her cum and mine from my still-erect cock. “Swallow when I cum again.”

I did, and she swallowed, eventually pulling away and smiling.

“For a demon, you’re awfully sexy.”

Pride giggled. “You should see the others.”

I knew that this would never be able to be revealed to her fellow demons. “Okay, Pride - don’t tell anyone about this, clean up with the sinks, unseal the bathroom - and, uh, stick around with me. Always be available for sex and be part of my, uh, harem.”

Pride looked up at me while washing off and laughed. “I like you, Jakey. Say… I’m supposed to keep a close eye on you, so let’s stay friends, okay? We’ll stick by each other. I’ll need a name that’s less suspicious - Paris?”

I nodded, smiling. Paris would work for me.