Beatrix

Of course I was going to pick Beatrix. Not only could you see the lust brimming in her eyes and drool hanging like rope from her mouth, but she was moaning, already grounding her hips against my crotch as if I'd already decided on her. Underneath my boxers, I could feel my old friend swell in size. Beatrix caught it's increased girth between her notch, riding it back and forth between the fabric.

"Human fornication is--" Beatrix cuts herself off, letting out a sharp moan so loud I feared Jennifer might hear us. "Much more pleasurable than how we do it."

I let Beatrix take the lead. First she dragged off my boxers, revealing the throbbing beast hiding away beneath. She touched it, inspecting it with her nimble fingers. Trying to figure out how it functioned. Her reaction indicated this was her first time seeing a man's genitalia, which raised further questions regarding her origins, but maybe it was due to the lack of information I had on her kind. Surely, not all show cased the level innocence that Beatrix displayed. I temporarily forgot that I was about to engage in illicit relations with a demon and not a normal human. I wondered if God was looking down at me in contempt, or something. Probably.

Beatrix spits. "Don't think about that bitch."

Right, mind reading. I had forgotten about that detail. "You just stained my carpet with your saliva." I pointed out her poor behavior.

"Shouldn't you be more concerned about me, the woman in front of you? Instead your worried about what that whore thinks of you?" Beatrix glared with an intensity that would have any other man quivering in fear under their bed.

"So God is a girl?" I affirmed.

"Of course she is! How could a man bear children?"

"The magic from an all-knowing being?" I suggested.

Beatrix expressed her apparent annoyance with the current topic with a grunt. "Just... Shut up. I'm going to tune you out from now on. Way to ruin the moment, Victor." Beatrix crawled off my lap, and threw herself to the floor. When she readjusted her stance and I noticed her inner thigh was dirtied with her juice. Almost invisible in contrast to her white skin, but discernible to those with keen eyes. She paced back and forth with her back facing me. Was she considering her next move? I had no clue, but I did know that I wasn't finished with her. Those who awake the slumbering beast of a man must take responsibility for their actions.

I admit, reflecting on this moment now, I definitely lost control of myself. Likely as a result of the devil powers I still had yet to fully comprehend.

I found myself on my feet, Beatrix's wrist tightly gripped in my hand. She yipped in surprise, not expecting me to touch her from out of nowhere.

"Were not finished." I said, tossing her back on the bed.

She laughs. "A little feisty, are we?"

I proceeded to strip Beatrix's of her garments, tossing them to the side as she strokes my ego with flirtatious teasing. Grabbing her slim waist, I pulled her closer to the edge of the mattress, interrupting her aggravating banter. Just when I was lining my pelvis up with hers, Beatrix said something. No... She didn't say anything, she thought it. He's about to burst my cherry. Her voice resonated inside my head. Bouncing from one end to the other. In my haze, I hadn't realize my member was already stretching her pussy lips. She wheezed from the pain, cursing herself for remaining untouched up until this point. I'm losing it to a human! She screamed inside her head. Meanwhile, her outward self was too busy groaning from the mix of pain and pleasure.

Her insides felt similar to the first time I slept with my wife: warm, wet, and tighter than hell. But the similarities stopped there. Unlike a normal human, Beatrix's insides seemed to adjust and fit the size of shaft. I plunged deeper and faster, enveloped in comfortable mold designed sole for my use. The feeling was quite the opposite of her French kiss. I could imagine myself becoming addicted to her after prolonged use.

"Do you love how us devil's feel... Ah! C... Completely different from how your women feel, right?" Beatrix already seemed comfortable with me taking her virginity a mere minute before.

"Here, have your way with all of me." Beatrix lifts the lacy bra over her baseball sized breasts.

I accepted her generous offer. Reaching out, I pinched her gray nipples between my fingers. Twisting and pulling them at my own leisure. Beatrix didn't appear to mind my aggressive operation, in fact, she was all for it. Each time I tugged on one of her nipples, she would let out a deep gasp.

"Ah! Yes!" She cried out.

Beatrix's insides tightened their embrace of the beast within her inner sanctum. Both she and I were nearing limits.

"Victor, pull out!" She wails, thrusting her hips upward and spraying her juices all across our loins.

Do you comply with Beatrix's request?