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I fucking hated going to church every week. Being dragged to an old building just to be ridiculed was so aggravating. For some reason my family still believed in all of this shit. I knew there was no god or Satan, it was all a fucking lie. Hell, I’d rather be at church worshiping Satan, at least that would be interesting. When we arrived I saw my friend Jay. Him and I were very similar. We both were forced every week to go here and we both enjoyed similar types of music, movies, etc. During service I went to the restroom just to get a break from all of the torture I was going through. On My way out I came across Jay.
“Hey man,” I said to him.
“Dude I’ve gotta tell you something.”
“What?”
“You’re not going to believe this.”
“Just fucking tell me.”
“Alright I’ve got all of this written down, just follow these steps and you’ll have the best night of your life.”
“The hell are you talking about?”
“Just trust me.”
“Ok, but you’re starting to freak me out.”
“Just be sure to do it at night.”
“Alright fine.”
Jay handed me a folded up piece of paper that I put into my pocket. When I got home I went to my room and locked my door. On the paper it was a list of steps to follow. It read like this.
1. Paint a pentagram on the floor
2. Turn off all lights except for three candles placed around the pentagram
3. Say the phrase,” My soul is yours Lucifer, may you reign for all eternity in your dark presence.”
4. Take a drop of your blood and place it in the center of the pentagram
5. Wish for whatever you desire
My first thought was that this was bullshit. Why would Jay want me to do this? Whatever Satanic ritual this was would clearly never work, so why would he do this? My mind went racing through possibilities but I eventually just forgot about it.
That night I decided to have some me time. I fired up my computer and started jerking my cock to pictures of Natalie Dormer. It was going really well but the note Jay gave me kept bugging me. What if it just so happened to be real? It couldn’t hurt to try I suppose.
I found some red paint and went into the basement. On my way I grabbed a couple of candles and a lighter. I carefully painted a massive pentagram on the floor, realizing afterwards that if this wasn’t real I’d have to explain to my Christian family why a Satanic symbol was in our house. Each candle was placed in equal length from each other, and were all lit. I shut off the lights and started the ritual.
“My soul is yours Lucifer, may you reign for all eternity in your dark presence.”
With a knife I found I made a small cut on the tip of my finger and let a drop fall onto the pentagram.
“I desire a succubus.”
My excitement was making my heart race, please work. Silence filled the air. I could hear the ringing in my ears that drove me insane. Just please, something happen. Regret and anger began heating my blood. All of this was one joke wasn’t it? Jay tricked my horny self into believing this. Well, good job Jay you got me. I stood up and grabbed one of the candles, when a burst of red light shot out from the floor. Two feminine hands grabbed the floor and a woman crawled out. Her body was oily, and perfectly clean. She shuffled over to the corner of the room and knelt down.
“He- hello.”
There was no response. For seemingly forever, she did nothing. Panic started to take over. What is happening? I’ve made a huge mistake and I need to leave. I took one step back and she stood up. In the blink of an eye she was in front of me, now wearing a cloak that covered her face.
“You desire pleasure,” a warm and sultry voice spoke.
“Yes.”
“You wish to abandon your modest, and Christian lifestyle.”
“Yes please.”
“You would rather give into your, sinful desires of the flesh.”
“Yes, I would.”
“Then tell me, how would you like me to look? Do you want to see the girl you lust for at school, or perhaps a family member you secretly fantasize about? Maybe it’s a celebrity you desperately desire? Or it could simply be the girl of your dreams that you know is too good to be true.”
“I can pick whoever I want?”
“I can be whatever you want, just ask,” the woman said, putting her soft hand out to gently caress my face.
“Could you be Natalie Dormer?”
“Your wish is my command,” she said, removing the hood to show that she was now Natalie. The cloak fell to the floor, revealing her body. It was incredible. She looked exactly like her,” Now, how can I serve you?”
“Open your mouth.”
She did as I asked and I unzipped my pants. The cold air felt uncomfortable on my cock, but Natalie took that away with her moist mouth. Her saliva wamred my thick cock nicely. I moved her blonde hair back so that it wouldn’t get in the way. She moved her head back and forth, but I wanted more. With the grip I now had on her hair, I began thrusting into her throat. Being naive, I thought she would struggle to keep going, but she showed no sign of stopping. This truly was a slut of Satan, and I would use her as I wished.
I kept thrusting with all my strength. At one point I stopped while I was in her throat. My heavy balls were up to her chin. Even though she couldn’t breathe, she didn’t do anything to stop me. Our eyes met and she gave me a wink. I felt her tongue slid along the underside of my shaft, followed by sensual moans. Slowly, I move out of her mouth and take a step back.
“What are you?”
“I’m whatever you want me to be.”
“I love you.”
“I know.”
“Now turn around and bend over.”
Natalie got up and did exactly as I asked. Her toned body was incredible. With ease I inserted my cock into her and began thrusting. I looked up and saw a crucifix hanging on the wall, and I knew I had to let it out.
“Fuck you Christ.”
I grabbed Natalie’s hair and pulled her head back while I pushed my cock all the way to her g spot. Her hands rested on the wall while I had one hand still grabbing her hair and another was gripping her ass. The only thing I could feel was the Satanic pleasure coarse through me, and I wanted more.
“Let the sin take over,” she gasped.
Sweat dripped out of my body the longer I went. If this was how Satan wanted to corrupt me, he succeeded and I couldn’t care less.
I stopped thrusting and Natalie knew exactly what to do. She got back on her knees and went back to sucking me off. With a firm grip I put my hands on her head and face fucked her as hard as I could. Her sweat made her hair damp and the makeup she had on was smeared everywhere, just the way I liked it. Natalie moaned in lust and desire as I violently forced my cock down her throat. Our eyes met and all I saw in her was an object for me to use as I desired. She wasn’t a person or even a demon, just something I could put my cock in. As I got closer to cumming I went faster. I could hear the wet sounds of my cock moving against her wet saliva. Intensely, I yelled as I shot all of my cum into her, sending sticky ropes into her body. All of my energy was gone, as I collapsed onto the floor. I could see Natalie getting up out of the corner of my eye.
“Any time you need me, just call.”
When I looked back she was gone. Thanks Jay, you’re the best.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/e4ukex/natalie_dormer_succubus_mf