I am a horrible boyfriend. [MF] [Cheating]

Me and Deneese have been friends through highschool, though we were never really close during school days, we often chatted or texted one another all day long. I guess you could say we weren’t comfortable being physically together. We were obviously different people, she was a cynic, I was an optimist. I was the avid gamer, she was the intrepid bookworm. But the thing was, she was always, how you say, available. Just being able to have someone to constantly talk to was enough for me back then, a fixed point.

She had a boyfriend by the last couple of years of highschool, though they never really did it, on account of the conservatism of the guy, I assumed that that was the reason they broke up by the end, and probably the reason why we got together not long after.

It started with the pressure of highschool soon being over, and she wanted to at least experience it before heading off to college. It started with a simple question, then a simple agreement, and then it became a lot more.

[Mf] Contract 1: Simon Greene – Part 4

"Yes! Oh god yes!" Laura's screams filling her car, as she bounces up and down my hard cock.

Now, to recap, It wasn't easy to get into position in this small car, but I managed to make it work. As soon as we broke the boundary with the first kiss, it just kept escalating exponentially, she started to let her desires take over. getting my cock out was easy, but getting her out of her pants was not. She went over the stickshift and onto my lap, and did so without breaking the kiss. I helped her unbutton her jeans and started the grueling task of taking them off in the car. Took a while, and was a bit awkward, but we got it done, most in thanks to her small frame.

She had unzipped my pants and got my cock out as quick as she could, and I pushed my pants down to my knees and let gravity do the rest. Even considering that I had kind of drugged her, her enthusiasm was incredible. It kind of confirms my suspicion that she may have had a lingering crush on Simon. She was wet, very wet, whether it was still from earlier today or a result of the pheromones is anyone's guess. It made it easy for her to guide herself onto the tip of my cock and slide it in.

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[Mf][mast] Contract 1: Simon Greene – Part 3

I've only been active for a single morning and I've already done what I have set out to do, break the barrier with Jennifer Greene. The rest of my time will be very interesting. Unfortunately, Jennifer has things to do and people to see, so about as soon as we had finished our liaison, she had washed up, dressed up and left without so much as a "what the fuck did we just do?". I'm guessing she needs some time to put things in perspective. As of now, I have to find another way to satisfy myself.

Right now, I'm not looking for a challenge, just something to quell my libido. I don't know how these mortals can stand not being able to indulge in their desires 24/7. The only way a demon could possibly live a full mortal life is if they forget what it is like in hell. A few minutes after Jennifer leaves, I get dressed and go out.

[Mf][inc] Contract 1: Simon Greene – Part 2

(Note to readers: I am planning on producing one post every week, so technically, this came a bit early. Got excited with working with this concept. Hope you all enjoy what Part 1 was building up to. Please refer to this account for links to my stories, I don't plan on posting anything else with this account.)

It was all passionate at first, I had made myself sound sincere enough that Jennifer believed that this was an act of love rather than lust. After having made that 'confession' I let her roll over underneath me. It was quite an awkward maneuver, but it does let me do my magic. We kissed fervently, I could feel her lips trembling in both excitement and nervousness. I place my hand on the side of her head, with my thumb on her temple, I could hear her thoughts on the surface.

[Mf] [inc] Contract 1: Simon Greene – Part 1

My name is Amattalaedus. Matt, for short. My father has never been the type to give simple names to children. I am the Devil's child, one of many. We're never fixed to any one gender, though each of us has a preference, and mine is male. Though from time to time, I have the mind to be female.

I spend most of my time home, it's not as bad as people make it to be. I mean, there's a lot of fire and lava, but that's just for decor. This isn't a place for enternal torture, but more like a prison of souls. At least, that's how I like to think of it.

That's not my department of expertise though. My department is contracts. You know, those "Deal with the devil" kind of things. My Father, who likes being male as well, often makes these contracts, but it is usually us siblings that love to finish the deal. I guess my dad recently has been more about business rather than pleasure. He probably already had his fair share millennia ago.